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Three days later, Xiaohu was transferred to the outskirts of the city as he wished, and the old bear with the severed hand should have stayed in the hospital to recuperate, but he was sent to the second detention center as soon as possible after a simple bandage.

On the same day, Cheng Jiu was also arrested and detained because of his urine and urine at the gate of the district government-mansion, and he happened to be locked in the same cell as Lao Xiong, and the two of them were even registered in prison.

"Bang dang!"

The door of the cell was opened, and the old bear still had a plaster cast on his hand and fixed it with gauze, and he staggered into cell No. 12.

His strange appearance naturally attracted the curious eyes of other prisoners, and under the scrutiny of everyone, he first walked to his shop and put the washbasin away, and then his eyes burst and shouted: "Look at the horse again, the eyeballs will be pulled out for you!" ”

Instantly, the other inmates in the cell turned their heads away from him. Don't look at the old bear who is seriously injured and inconvenient to move, but as long as he is angry, the momentum of the outlaw on his body can still frighten many people.

"Ouch, I'm bored, your leg is lame, and your hand is broken, even if Liang Jingru really borrowed the courage to give you, you can't be like this, right?"

A man wearing a blue and white striped prison uniform, rolled up his sleeves on both sides, and dressed as a ruffian and hooligan, walked in with a basin.

If this is placed under normal circumstances, as soon as you enter the prison, it is completely done to blow up the prison in the eyes of the correction, then the reprimand is considered to be a good relationship in advance, and a rubber rod is the proper courtesy.

The discipline who opened the door of the cell for Cheng Jiu just glanced at Cheng Jiu, closed the door and left.

This behavior seemed very strange to the other prisoners, and almost at the same time all the prisoners forgot about it and leaned back...

There are usually only two kinds of people in detention centers who can shout and scream under the eyes of the discipline and let the discipline pretend that they are invisible.

One is the really fierce and vicious bandits, who know that they have not been alive for a few days, and they are even more unscrupulous, and the discipline will turn a blind eye, after all, no one loves to fight with the dead.

The other belongs to the people who have hands and eyes to the sky, and they don't know how much to do with it, and as soon as they come in, they will carry orders or carry the guilt for the organization. People like this can't stay in the detention center for long, and if they offend the upper echelons because they are more serious about it, it will only affect their future, and obviously the gains outweigh the losses.

But no matter what kind of people they are, they can't afford to be provoked by prisoners in detention centers, and the only way is to hide as far as they can.

Lao Xiong is also an old bastard running on the road, as soon as he saw Cheng Jiu's deliberate provocation, he knew that he was going to be bad today, but he still pretended to be calm and asked: "Brother, which way to run and which river to eat?" ”

Who knew that Cheng Jiu didn't eat his set at all, so he smashed the toiletries in his hand and scolded: "Eat you MB!" Lao Tzu came in to clean you up, if you don't spit for a day, I will beat you for a day, and if you don't spit for a year, I will beat you for a year! ”

Soon the two fought together, not to mention that this old bear is really good, and he can still fight with Cheng Jiu like a mad wolf when he is seriously injured and will not fall behind for the time being.

One by one, the prisoners were clinging to the wall, staring intently at the scene at the door of the cell.

If there is a fight in the cell during the normal period, it will be as lively as the New Year in this second sight without any entertainment, and the prisoners who are not afraid of the big thing will definitely shout as if they are not serious.

But today, they were all cautious, for fear that the noise would affect the two of them who were working together.

A brawl like this for hooligans in a narrow space basically doesn't involve too much skill, it's nothing more than who is more ruthless and who is more resistant to beating.

If Lao Xiong didn't suffer any injuries today, then based on the comparison of the two people's physiques, Cheng Jiu, who is on the thin side, may not be the opponent of Lao Xiong with a big waist and a round waist.

But today's old bear has only half of his body left to move, not to mention the other half, even the slightest nerve is painful. The old bear, who was not able to do it, was destined to be pressed to the ground by Chengjiu and blasted.

"Bang bang bang!"

Cheng Jiu, who was easy to get into the state as soon as he made his move, quickly took the advantage and rode on the old bear's body and punched him in the head.

"Come, old basket! Let me see what you're capable of! ”

The old bear was pressed to the ground and couldn't move, and his head was smashed and had intimate contact with the cement floor, and a pool of red blood slowly formed on the ground.

"Uh..."

Cheng Jiu deliberately punched Lao Xiong in the mouth a few times, and the teeth in Lao Xiong's mouth were loose and mixed with blood, and he didn't even have the ability to express himself completely if he wanted to speak.

"NM! Today, Lao Tzu didn't ask anything, just vented his anger for my brother Xiaohu! ”

seemed to know what the old bear was doing, and didn't give him a chance to beg for mercy to explain, he lifted his head up by the hair, opened the bow left and right, and crackled with a big mouth.

Five minutes later, the plaster shelf on Lao Xiong's hand was gone, and the bandage that fixed the plaster shelf was gone, and the whole person was paralyzed on the ground in a large shape, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and Cheng Jiu took the initiative to report to the discipline.

At noon the next day, the old bear, who had re-fixed the plaster shelf in his hand, returned to his cell, his face darker than the bottom of the pot.

Lao Xiong repeatedly applied to Erkan, his injuries had not recovered, and his life would be in danger when he returned to the cell, but no one responded, and the deputy director on duty that day even said that he was a delusional madman, and finally he was sent back after less than 24 hours.

"Your name is Old Bear, right?"

As soon as the discipline left, Cheng Jiu, the "honorary chief" who conquered the whole prison room with his excellent professional level yesterday, came over to Lao Xiong's side with a smile.

"You have the ability, you kill me!" I just disciplined him, and I was standing in the hallway chatting with another correction. Lao Xiong deliberately opened his mouth to provoke Cheng Jiu, hoping to take this opportunity to let him do it to himself, so that he might be able to transfer to prison, and at the last time, he could also close Cheng Jiu for a period of time, so that he could have a little respite.

"Smack!"

A somewhat abrupt and abnormal slap sound echoed in the surrounding four cells, and many prisoners' eyes lit up instantly, but after seeing that there was no abnormal movement around them, they knew what to do, and it was as if nothing had happened.

And the two guards in the corridor, who Lao Xiong had high hopes for, were still chatting as if they were suffering from "selective hearing impairment", as if they could not hear everything that was happening in the cell.