The handover was very fast, Jiang Han sat alone in the hall, and Bai Yan walked in with a middle-aged policeman holding a baton after a while.

"Don't worry, Captain White, there will be no problems. The middle-aged policeman looked at Jiang Han and said to Bai Yan.

"That's for the best. ”

Bai Yan nodded undeniably, and said to Jiang Han: "You'd better not commit trouble here, otherwise even if there is a hidden secret in your case, it will be useless." ”

"What's the matter, Captain Bai cares about me?" Jiang Han raised his eyebrows and asked with some surprise.

Bai Yan, a beautiful but cold police flower, didn't leave a good image of Jiang Han at the beginning, but now it has improved.

"Hmph, Flim Flam. Bai Yan snorted coldly, nodded at the middle-aged policeman, and turned around to leave directly, without looking at Jiang Han.

Well... It's a little embarrassing.

Jiang Han touched his cheek and smiled at the middle-aged policeman: "This eldest brother, the younger brother will rely on you to live in the future." ”

"You kid don't give me a hippie smile, hurry up. The middle-aged policeman didn't give Jiang Han a good look, scolded, pushed Jiang Han and walked out.

This detention center of the Shuangcheng Police Department is very different from the detention center that Jiang Han knew before.

The area is not small, there is a playground, and the building specifications and style are completely different from the prison.

"I heard that your kid committed homicide, right?" While walking, the middle-aged policeman did not forget to tease Jiang Han for a word or two.

"You kid can, you dare to kill people these days. ”

Jiang Han rolled his eyes helplessly, and said, "I'm defending myself too much, don't say it's so ugly, okay?"

"Tsk, kill people and kill people, where are there so many twists and turns?" said the middle-aged policeman to Jiang Han.

"The people in our detention center are in a similar situation to you..."

"All of them killed people and came in?" Jiang Han asked suddenly.

"How can there be so many murderers?" said the middle-aged policeman angrily, "They are all guys who have committed crimes and are in the investigation stage, these people have very strange personalities, and they are not disciplined, which makes me heartbroken." ”

"What do you have to worry about as a police officer? If you don't obey, you will be beaten violently. Jiang Han smiled.

"Muscle head, can't communicate. The middle-aged policeman sneered and said: "These dog-day things are very solid all day long, let me tell you, live in a house with them and don't fight with them, otherwise you will feel better." ”

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, glanced at the middle-aged policeman, and said in surprise: "What's the matter, the police officer is worried about me?"

"Fart you, I'm not worried about you, I'm afraid that you will be beaten up at that time, and I can't explain it to Captain Bai. ”

The middle-aged policeman rolled his eyes, led Jiang Han through a corridor, and stopped in front of an iron gate.

The space behind the door is not small, and through the gap in the door, you can see three or two shirtless men sitting or lying inside.

"9527? Who made up this serial number, it's really a talent. Jiang Han glanced at the house number and said in admiration.

Then I saw the middle-aged policeman's face darkened, and he said in a strange tone: "What's the matter, I filled it in, you're still not convinced, right?"

"No, no, no, where do I dare. Jiang Han smiled.

"Go in, remember what I told you, don't fight these people. The middle-aged policeman still couldn't help but remind.

In room 9527, the moment Jiang Han walked in, five pairs of eyes were placed on Jiang Han's body.

There are playfulness, anticipation, cruelty, and brutality.

The atmosphere was a little dead and silent, and Jiang Han was not interested in talking to these scum, so he walked to an empty bed and sat down, quietly thinking about life.

Well... Let me spend these three grueling days in the middle of the world. After these three days, there will be even better days.

Jiang Han comforted himself from the bottom of his heart.

However, it's a pity that Jiang Han doesn't want to cause trouble, but someone wants to have fun with him.

Maybe it was because he saw Jiang Han's thin body and pale face, and he subconsciously felt that this was a soft persimmon.

No, a young man sitting in the corner stood up.

The man was a big bald head, with several scars on his head, a hideous wolf head tattoo on his chest, and knotted muscles, looking very burly.

The man walked up to Jiang Han menacingly, and opened his mouth and smiled disdainfully.

"Boy, what did you do?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wanted to put it on Jiang Han's shoulder.

But the next moment, the man's face changed, because his outstretched hand was being pinched by Jiang Han's wrist, and he couldn't move.

The man's face turned blue and jerked, but he found that Jiang Han's hand was like an iron tong clamping his hand.

"If you don't want to enjoy the taste of fists, I advise you to let it go!" the man gestured to the other four and said gloomily.

Seeing this, the other four people stood up with interest and surrounded Jiang Han.

They were too bored, and Jiang Han's appearance was just right to give them fun.

Jiang Han's face did not change, he didn't even open his eyes, and he didn't pay attention to the man's threat.

"It seems that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin. The man glanced at Jiang Han gloomily, a trace of fire sparked in his heart, and his other hand was clenched into a fist, and it went straight towards Jiang Han's temple.

The man is confident, if this punch is solid, Jiang Han will lose his combat effectiveness in an instant, and it is not impossible to fall into a serious coma.

However, at this time, he heard a sigh.

"What the hell do you think?" Jiang Han sighed helplessly and opened his eyes.

He let go of the hand that was holding the man, and gently slapped the man's fist away.

"Don't pretend to be dumb?" Although the man was a little surprised by Jiang Han's strength in his heart, he still sneered twice.

"I just want to spend three days here quietly, why do you have to mess with me?"

As Jiang Han spoke, the man couldn't help but feel a sense of horror in his heart.

Looking at Jiang Han's eyes that were so calm that there was no trace of turbulence, the man's heart suddenly struck.

"Are you the legendary prison bully?" Jiang Han glanced at the man and said, "It's not very good, I thought there were three heads and six arms." ”

"Pretend to be a ghost, damn, go on! Give him a lesson, wait for the boss to let us out, Lao Tzu will be the east, and go to the immortal residence to have a good time!" The man was fierce, roared, and kicked Jiang Han's thigh first.

The other four people were also excited, and they shot one after another.

Fists and kicks, with a whistling sound, pressed towards Jiang Han with extraordinary momentum.

"Prison bully?" Jiang Han grinned, his eyes a little excited.

"Lao Tzu beat you, you call Dad!"

Under the strong dynamic vision bonus, the movements of these people seemed to Jiang Han to be no different from turtle crawling.

A punch was punched and hit in the middle of a person's face.

The bridge of the nose was directly broken, the nosebleed soared, and the man's painful tears and nosebleeds flowed sideways, and he fainted directly.

Before the others could react, Jiang Han's powerful kick had already arrived.

It is no different from the Foshan Shadowless Feet on TV, as if in the blink of an eye, Jiang Han's legs were mixed with a sharp sound of breaking wind and pumped into the chests of the other three.

The three of them just felt a dullness in their chests, and then flew out directly, fainting without even saying a word.

All this happened in no more than five seconds, and the man was still a little stunned, and he felt a heart-piercing pain coming from the leg that was kicked out.

Looking down, he found that the ankle of his right foot had been distorted at a strange angle, and Jiang Han was rubbing his fists, grinning, and staring at himself with a smile.

The man fell to the ground in an instant, holding his right foot and wailing, the scream, the momentum, the appearance, it was almost sad to see the tears and hear it.

Jiang Han kicked the man's chest violently and scolded: "What are you yelling at?

The man was silent instantly, but he was still shivering in pain, his face was pale, and cold sweat was pouring out as if he didn't want money.

"Hey, do you think I'm handsome?" Jiang Han squatted down and suddenly asked.

The man was stunned for a moment, glanced at Jiang Han, and said, "Not handsome..."

Jiang Han's face turned dark, and a slap fell, throwing it directly on the man's face, leaving five clear finger prints.

The man was stunned by a slap, and he heard Jiang Han's self-talk.

"Lao Tzu is so handsome, you can't see it, you should fight!"

After a few seconds, Jiang Han asked again, "Am I handsome?"

The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nodded without thinking: "Handsome... Handsome!"

However, Jiang Han's slap fell again.

The five finger prints became clearer, and a wisp of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

"It's too perfunctory... What about you and my three-year-old child?" Jiang Han said scoldingly, and then asked.

"Am I handsome?"

The man's face was stunned, and he roared angrily in his heart: Why are you asking me if you are handsome or not?

But remembering the previous experience, the man was silent, and a full minute passed before he nodded heavily.

"Handsome!"

thought that the slap was not falling, but it often backfired.

Syllable!

The crisp slap sound existed like a nightmare in the man's heart at this time.

"Why are you still beating me?!I thought about it, I didn't perfunctory you!" The man couldn't help but roar.

Looking at the man with angry eyes, Jiang Han smiled: "It's too fake, do you still need to think about my handsomeness?"

For twenty minutes in a row, the two had a heated discussion around the question of whether they were handsome or not, and the end was that the man completely collapsed.

Even the sharp pain in his feet was ignored, and tears flowed.

"What the hell do you want? I was wrong... I was really wrong! Don't do this.... Woooooooo

You can't imagine what it's like for a big bald head with a tattoo to cry like a child.