"Slow! Stop! STOP！ ”

A guy who looked a bit like a fat brother jumped off the bunk on the bed frame and ran between the two sides in a few steps, which turned out to be the old fritter Zhong Tianzheng.

He made a pause gesture to both sides, and said, "Everyone listen to me, everything during the day is my Ah Zheng's fault alone, please stop fighting, stop it." Don't you see that the mallet is dying? He looked at the wounded man on the ground.

Everyone immediately followed his gaze, and stayed on the ground, the unlucky guy with a toothbrush in his chest, who had more air out and less air in.

Liu Jianming snorted coldly.

said in his heart, if you dare to sneak attack me, you will die innocently.

Then I thought about it again, Ah Zheng is really innocent, and I always thought that I was playing with Dasha because of the trouble in the cafeteria. Although Ah Zhengren is a little old, it seems that his heart is relatively good now, and his nature is not bad.

Dasha glared at him and roared: "Dead Harbor boy, get out!" ”

The roar interrupted Liu Jianming's reverie.

"Everyone go up together, avenge the mallet, whoever stands in the way will do it, do it!"

There were more than 20 of Dasha's men, and they surrounded him with a hula, punching and kicking.

"Ah Zheng!" The stupid biao who sat on the wall and watched saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly waved his hand, "Let's go up together and rescue Ah Zheng!" ”

All the remaining melon-eating crowds joined the battle group.

Crackling, people kept falling, hitting the street, innocent bed frames overturned, and screams came and went.

The noise had already attracted Brother Qiang in the corridor duty room, and he climbed the iron fence outside to look.

I dripped, and it was dark in the cell.

"How can it turn into a brawl in an entire cell for the sake of a newcomer?" Brother Qiang muttered to himself, then picked up the rubber stick on his waist and slammed it on the iron railing, knocking loudly, and scolding loudly: "Stop!" If you hear it, stop it! ”

However, it is of no avail.

Brother Qiang had no choice but to ring the alarm bell......

……

The cell was finally silent.

Liu Jianming and the prisoners squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, surrounded by a large number of explosion-proof prison guards headed by Section Chief Qiu, Uncle Jinjiang.

Section Chief Qiu's face was as black as a pot lid, and his eyes were even more panda eyes than panda eyes.

"Send this lying guy to the hospital immediately!" He roared loudly.

The crowd of people who ate melons trembled.

Immediately, two prison guards lifted the dying mallet down.

After the mallet was carried away, the big bear immediately swept his gaze over all the prisoners who were squatting on the ground, and the big mouth in the middle of the cheeks and stubbles said one by one, "Who did it?" ”

Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to Liu Jianming, who was squatting in the corner and drawing a map.

"You're you again?!" The big bear stared at the bull's eye, and the eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets.

He said, "You! Stand up! ”

Liu Jianming pursed his lips and stood up from the ground, and explained immediately: "Dasha instructed the mallet to kill me with a toothbrush, and I was just defending myself." ”

As the saying goes, a good man doesn't suffer a loss in front of him, the wicked must sue first, and no matter how good he is in prison, he can't be the opponent of the big bear and other explosion-proof prison guards, and if he really does it to them, then the warden is really hard to explain.

The big bear walked over step by step with the rubber stick in his hand, grinning, and could see the bear teeth in his mouth, and his expression was very terrifying.

Liu Jianming was really worried that the rubber stick would smash on his head, so his fate would definitely not be much better than that of Dasha, whose head was opened.

"That little turtle raised blood spews people!" Dasha hurriedly quibbled, the gauze wrapped around his head didn't know where it flew, his head was dripping with blood, he crooked his mouth and said: "That turtle raised a grudge for that little at noon, and even took a toothbrush while Lao Tzu was asleep and wanted to kill Lao Tzu, but fortunately, the mallet desperately rescued him......

Liu Jianming laughed angrily and said, "Section chief, Dasha, this guy is full of feces, and that toothbrush is obviously used to kill me, but he still relies on me?" ”

At the same time, I thought in my heart, Dasha, the turtle king bastard, looks stupid, but I didn't expect to plant the blame but slip away.

"Don't make noise!" The big bear scolded loudly, and asked Dasha first: "You said that the toothbrush belongs to this kid, so who can prove it." ”

"All the brothers here can prove it, everyone raise their hands." Dasha said justifiably.

Hulala, all of Dasha's brothers, even some of Silly's men, raised their hands.

Liu Jianming sneered.

The big bear asked again, "You said that the toothbrush is stupid for them, so who here can prove it for you?" ”

There was no movement as far as the eye could see, and the crows were silent.

Dasha laughed, and his men laughed one by one.

Suddenly—

One man raised his hand.

It's Ah Zheng.

He said loudly: "Section Chief Qiu, I can prove that this brother's words are true. It is true that Dasha instructed the mallet to kill this brother, and the toothbrush was theirs. ”

"Ah Zheng ......" the stupid mark reminded in a low voice behind him.

Liu Jianming knew that he was just a newcomer, and there was no need for them to have a bad relationship with the strongest and biggest stupid force for the sake of a newcomer.

"You dead boy, be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth!" Dasha stared at Ah Zheng viciously with his eyes.

"You both have their own opinions, and it seems that I still need to investigate this matter." Section Chief Qiu said.

"I want to see the warden." Liu Jianming said.

"Is the warden the one you can see?" The big bear glared at him, opened his mouth wide, and sprayed all the spittle stars on Liu Jianming's face, and the smell of smoke.

Liu Jianming gritted his teeth secretly.

Why, big bear, sooner or later, I'll have to clean you up, and I'll be so arrogant to call you a hairyman. Dasha I can beat him into a dog, you bear has to end up like him to know how good Lao Tzu is.

When he was thinking about things, the big bear waved his hand and commanded his subordinates. "Put all the guys who pick the lead in the guilty room!"

"Yes!" A group of explosion-proof prison guards scattered to fetch people.

The big bear said: "Tonight, Lao Tzu will make an exception and let you go, otherwise, with you scum making trouble late at night, Lao Tzu will have to you all at once!" ”

……

The so-called convict room is actually a replica of the small black room, a very small single cell, in which there is only a flush toilet, a bed, a plastic stool, and nothing else.

Compared to the large cell room, where dozens of people stay together, chatting, farting, and running around the bed, it is difficult to even move around twice.

Man is a social creature, separated by a separate partition, and that torture is directly on the mind.

is used to being an undercover agent, and loneliness is not terrible for Liu Jianming.

Take things as they come.

He pulled the only plastic stool inside over and sat it down.

Suddenly—

Poof.

Liu Jianming sat on the ground with his buttocks, and the plastic stool turned over.

It turned out that one of its four legs was shortened.

Shaking his head, Liu Jianming held one of its legs and wanted to turn it over, when his eyes suddenly noticed that there seemed to be words on the stool......