Muyang's case, well, is it Alfred? Lomas's case is actually very simple, robbery, illegal possession of firearms, Muyang stayed in the police station for two days, and then met with a lawyer assigned by the police, the case was very simple, Muyang pleaded guilty again, and was soon sentenced, one year and three months, and served his sentence in San Quentin Penitentiary, California.

St. Quentin Prison, this is not the place Muyang wants to go.

Muyang was taken to St. Quentin Prison by the prison's kind of prisoner car with an iron fence, through the thick iron gate, and the four-meter-high fence outside was surrounded by barbed wire, and the car heard the entrance of the building.

At the same time, Muyang brought over four people, the five of them were brought into the physical examination room, a group of policemen stood next to it, and one of the guys said: "You garbage take off all your clothes, and then check your body." ”

The other four people all took off their clothes by themselves, but Muyang didn't move.

The middle-aged white policeman who gave orders walked in front of Mu Yang, the fat face was about to drip out, and he looked like his brain was full of fat, he shouted loudly at Mu Yang: "Don't you understand me, you are a trash, or you are a **** who is deaf, when you get to prison, you know who to listen to, if you are not sensible, I don't mind stabbing your asshole with the baton in my hand." ”

The saliva from the fat policeman's mouth squirted onto Muyang's face.

Mu Yang stared at him coldly, and then squeezed out a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, this white middle-aged policeman felt that something bad was going to happen, only to feel that a fist hit him hard in the ribs, and then he bent over and fell to the ground.

The police did not expect this to happen, and they were a little caught off guard. They all took out their pistols and pointed them at Muyang.

"Fake, bastard. Lean against the wall or I'll blow your head off. ”

The four guys, who had already stripped naked, hurriedly squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands. It can be seen that he is definitely a guy who knows the rules, and he doesn't know how many times he has been in prison, so he should be a frequent visitor here.

Mu Yang slowly raised his hand and leaned on the wall, not resisting, he felt that it was enough.

Two policemen stepped forward to handcuff Muyang again, and someone stepped forward to check on the middle-aged white policeman, but the guy looked bad.

Checked. The middle-aged white policeman broke three ribs and was estimated to have been lying in bed for several months, and Muyang was once again sent back to the temporary detention center to wait for a second sentence.

This time the judge did not spare his hand, in view of Muyang's injury to police officers and violent tendencies, he was classified as a serious violent element, and this time Muyang was sentenced to four years in prison, plus the previous sentence. It was a total of five years and three months, and this time, Muyang was assigned to the famous California No. 7 Prison as he wished.

It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that California's No. 7 prison is famous. Because it is the largest prison in the United States and the world, there are a total of 17 people held here. 50,000 prisoners.

Yes, you read that right. 17。 50,000 people, an absolutely terrifying number.

Everyone knows that managing too many inmates in a prison can be a headache. So even in China, the world's most populous country, prisons with more than 10,000 people are rare. And California's No. 7 Prison has that strength.

As a result, California's No. 7 Prison has become the largest prison in the world.

Muyang was once again dragged by a prison van into a prison as big as a town, where the walls were higher and thicker, the barbed wire fence above it was more solid, and a high-voltage power grid was pulled, and surveillance cameras could be seen everywhere.

Due to the large number of people, this place is divided into many areas, and the next headache for Muyang is how to find Zhou Yuzhi among so many people.

Walking through the corridor, several prisoners sent with Mu Yang were taken to a room, it seemed that they still needed a physical examination, this time Mu Yang obediently took off his clothes, revealing a fat black flesh with bells and whistles tattoos on it.

Taking pictures, physical examinations, bathing, cutting hair, receiving prison uniforms and daily necessities, Muyang held his own things, passed through the iron doors, and was taken to a large room.

The policeman who came with Muyang opened the cell door and shouted to Muyang: "Hurry in, your bed is at bed 32, boy, remember, don't make trouble here, this is not St. Quentin Prison, if you cause trouble, I don't mind letting you taste the confinement room." ”

After Muyang walked into the room, the prison guard locked the door and returned to the prison ward, and then said to another prison guard who was watching the surveillance: "Jack, that kid has been sent over." ”

"Frank, you kid is so bad, Prison 19 is a notoriously chaotic cell, you even divided his bed to the black section, do you think he will be able to make it through tonight?"

"I'm going to let him know the rules of California Prison No. 7, or he'll think that all the prison guards in America are like the guys in San Quentin, and we have to let him know the consequences of beating the guards." Frank looked at Muyang's cell in the surveillance and said.

"Do you want to bet on whether he'll survive tonight?" Jack Road.

"I think it's more appropriate to bet on what he's beaten up into." Frank Road.

"Okay, I'll pay $20, and I'll bet him to break five or fewer bones."

"I bet he broke more than five bones."

"Deal, there's a play to watch tonight, you see, that kid went to the black quarter."

Muyang raised his legs and walked into the cell, and the iron door behind him was slammed shut.

This is really a large room, there are fifty or sixty beds in it, and it is also a bunk, and there are nearly a hundred people living in this room.

Mu Yang thought to himself, aren't all American prisons all double rooms, how can they be changed to this kind of tuba.

A newcomer came in, everyone looked at Mu Yang, and looked at them one by one, if it was an ordinary person, they would definitely be timid in this kind of indifferent and scrutinizing gaze, and a few were also provocative at Mu Yang.

Mu Yang walked to his bed, and a jumped down from it, stood in front of Mu Yang and said, "Boy, I like to sleep alone, if you don't want to be beaten, go somewhere else." ”

"Don't you care if you beat me up with the prison guards?" Mu Yang said slowly.

A lot of people in the room laughed.

"Boy, don't you dare to enter the house if you don't see the prison guards, do you think those timid prison guards care about these little things."

"Then I see." After Muyang finished speaking, he put the sheets, pillows and sundries in his hand on the bed.

The felt that he was being ignored, and he was about to do it after swearing a dirty word in his mouth, but Muyang didn't wait for his fist to come, and directly slapped it, and the was slapped into the corner and fainted. (To be continued.) )