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We only ate two steamed buns for breakfast and dinner, but lunch was surprisingly good.

Below the big tower is a vacant lot, there are two handymen there to distribute lunch, are all big iron plates, there is a sharp rice inside, it is estimated that the amount of seven or eight taels is less, and the gravy is poured on it, which is particularly fragrant.

I took my lunch and looked around. If you are lazy, you will sit on the ground and hold an iron plate to eat, and if you are not too lazy, you will squat and eat.

I walked along the crowd to find the iron donkey. Maybe it's because I recognize people while walking, so some prisoners misunderstand.

A lot of people unceremoniously said to me, "Go away, go away!" There's someone next to it. ”

In fact, they just didn't want strangers to be around, and I didn't fight with these people, and when I was about to get out of the crowd, I saw the iron donkey hiding in a dark place, eating with his head bored.

I haven't seen it in just one morning, and the iron donkey has changed a little. His prison uniform was dirty, and it was covered with oil, and he could even tell that his clothes had been soaked with sweat, and in some places there were dry salt tweeds.

I sighed, and said in my heart, why is Brother Donkey so miserable? The last time I went back to Xiaguang Town, I disguised myself as a scissors grinder, but I was tired that morning, and this time I was in prison, why did I do such a tiring heavy job again?

I understood the iron donkey's devouring of food, and I hurried to his side again. The iron donkey looked at me, even if he said hello, and I was hungry, not to the extent that he was.

I ate slowly, and I told me two things about this morning, one about the big head, and the other about the severed finger guard.

I found that when I finished speaking, the iron donkey didn't react much, and I knew that I had to give him a little time to slow down, or at least let him finish his meal. I didn't rush.

The iron donkey ate much faster than I did, and when he had cleaned up the food on an iron plate, he was burping, and his brain was finally nimble.

After thinking about it carefully while picking his teeth, the iron donkey whispered to me, "Apprentice, we just came to prison, I mean, in line with the principle of not causing trouble but not being afraid of it, if the big head finds fault again, let's teach him a good lesson, otherwise forget it." ”

I was silent for a moment, then nodded approvingly. Iron Donkey continued to express his views on the second matter, and I found that we both had the same opinion, and Iron Donkey also took a procrastination attitude towards the severed finger prison guards.

Speaking from the bottom of my heart, I was very interested in the Severed Finger Prison Guard, and I wanted to take the opportunity to talk more about this person with him, but the iron donkey changed the topic and suddenly asked me, "How many years have we been sentenced to prison?" ”

I was very confused, because this problem was not a problem at all, how could the iron donkey not know? But I replied, "Fifteen years!" ”

The iron donkey smiled dryly, and while stretching out his hand to gesturing, he emphasized in a low voice, "Fifteen years! Apprentice, have you ever thought about how to reduce our sentence after we finish this mission? Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to stay in this place where birds don't for fifteen years for a mission, right? ”

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but as soon as the iron donkey finished saying this, a prisoner in the distance raised his head and cursed loudly, saying that a broken bird pulled down a bubble of and landed on his plate.

His unlucky appearance immediately attracted ridicule from the people around him.

I didn't have the heart to coax, and I wasn't in the mood to argue with the iron donkey, arguing that there were still birds in this place to poop or something. I put all my energy into the second half of the sentence of the iron donkey.

I originally thought that if the mission was completed, the boss would definitely find an excuse to get us out of prison with a reduced sentence. But after thinking about it again, there is also a place that does not make sense.

We are sentenced to 15 years, even if the sentence is reduced, how much can it be reduced? It is impossible to say that the sentence of fifteen years has been reduced completely, right? That's not scientific!

I accidentally glanced at the iron donkey, and the iron donkey reminded me again, "Think about it, what is the fastest way to get out of prison?" ”

I had an epiphany all of a sudden, and at the same time my heart was tight. I stared at the iron donkey, and asked in a somewhat uncontrollable tone, "Yue ......"

I was about to say that the prison break was coming, but the iron donkey gave me a hard look, and I choked the last word.

I think my guess is very reliable, as long as I successfully escape from prison with the iron donkey, and then come back in disguise, there will be no three-eyed rats and black bears in this world, and our sentences will disappear without a trace because of the change of identity, and our mission is likely to be related to prison escape, and what characters escaped with them.

I couldn't figure out which of my tendons was wrong for a while, and I especially wanted to complain. The heart said that since I joined the serious crime team, I have been a thief in the day and night, and I have bumped into a ghost in the deep mountains and old forests and kissed the mine monster, and now I am even more ruthless, and I have the idea of escaping from prison!

But I also understand that this is not the occasion to talk about this, and that our way out is long gone.

I was a little silent and didn't want to talk anymore.

It is estimated that because of the full meal, the iron donkey came up with a feeling of fatigue, he stopped squatting, sat on the ground with his ass, and wanted to take a nap while he was free.

I knew he was tired and didn't want to stop him. But after a while, the prison guard saw that the prisoners had finished their meals and played the flute again.

This is the average little flute, and the sound is a little harsh. The iron donkey has been woken up, and we are new here, I don't know what the sound of the flute means?

The other prisoners reacted, and walked in groups to a sandy area not far away.

One of the prisoners was very warm-hearted, and before leaving, he said to the two of us, "New here, let's go, it's time to let the wind out." ”

I know that any prison has a saying about the release of wind, but it is quite strange that Qu Jing Prison actually puts the release time after lunch, which makes me think that it is more appropriate to call the release "digestion food" after meals.

Iron Donkey and I didn't want to go, but the prison guards didn't agree, and if we wanted to stay, he would stab us with an electric baton.

We had to follow the large army to the empty sand.

It is surrounded by an iron fence, and there are several stone tables and chairs in the surrounding area. In fact, if you calculate carefully, there are so many prisoners in us, and these tables and chairs alone are not enough to sit. So in comparison, those who can sit on the table and chair are all people with status.

Moreover, Iron Donkey and I were the last to arrive in the sand, and I took advantage of the time to glance and see that the prisoners were mainly divided into three factions. Leng Hand occupied a set of tables and chairs with his subordinates, and stayed together in a group. The drug lords gathered in front of another set of tables and chairs. Of course, cold hands and drug lords are sitting in chairs.

The rest of the people are all retail investors, scattered in the corners, trying to avoid the eyes of the gangs, not wanting to do more.

I mean, the iron donkey and I will just find a horn and wait for a while. But the iron donkey wanted to do something, and he talked to me.

What he meant, there are so many retail investors here, why don't we find someone to talk to and learn more about Qujing Prison?

I remember talking to the old cripple when we first entered the cell, but he didn't talk much at the time, and I thought the old cripple still had goods in his belly.

I looked at the sand and found him.

If the old cripple had been hiding in some inconspicuous place, or mixed in with the crowd and not moving, I would have had a hard time finding him, but he's in trouble today.

Not only me and the iron donkey, but there was also someone looking for the old cripple, but he also found the old cripple first, and was already molesting.

This man is a big chicken. The old cripple himself has a disability, and he can't beat the big chicken at all, so he can only run east and west for a while, trying to avoid the past. But the big chicken made up his mind and didn't let go, and followed all the way, occasionally touching the old cripple's buttocks.

The other prisoners are used to the perversion of the big chicken, and they also have the idea, as long as the big chicken doesn't mess with themselves, they will sit idly by.

Iron Donkey and I didn't want to do this, so we walked over together, and from a distance, Iron Donkey shouted, "Hey, old chicken!" ”

The big chicken was very disgusted that others called him so, and his face turned red with anger, and he turned his head to stare at us violently.

The big chicken at the moment of turning his head has a desperate posture with people, and he wants to change to an ordinary prisoner to call him so, and then the big chicken is sure to rush over, but when he saw that it was the iron donkey calling him, he not only lost his anger, but also frowned.

Last night, the iron donkey's toughness made the big chicken fall a shadow in his heart. He struggled, made up his mind, and avoided us.

He stopped teasing the old cripple, and turned around with a sneer on his face and ran. And the old cripple, after breathing a sigh of relief, also wanted to slip away.

It seems that the old cripple doesn't want to talk to me and the iron donkey. Iron Donkey and I definitely don't agree with him doing this, especially indirectly, and we can be regarded as doing him a great favor.

The iron donkey and I ran together to the old cripple.

Before, the big head and the tall man trapped me with a front and back attack, and I annoyed them when I thought about it, but this time I and the iron donkey also used a similar trick, and the old cripple was surrounded by a front and back attack.

I didn't know how much the old cripple would bother us in his heart, but I said in my heart that I would care about him, as long as this old guy shook off his heart.