Even if Shaoqing can't spit out fire now, it is still easy to deal with these people who can only punch and kick, after all, his physical skills have not been practiced in vain over the years, and within half a moment, he threw seven or eight big men to the ground, and a cigarette had already been smoked, and he squatted in the corner and took out another one and lit it.

There were screams in the room, it was impossible for the people outside not to hear it, Shaoqing's side had just ended, and the small window on the door was opened with a "clang", and the eyes of the people outside looked inside, and they frowned at the people who fell to the ground, and shouted: "What are you doing?"

Shaoqing immediately hid the cigarette in his hand behind his back, waved away the white smoke in the air, hooked the corners of his mouth and rushed at others for a silly time, but he didn't speak, the person who just talked to him was the grandson who saw his grandfather and immediately stood up to others, "Report, they fought in a group!"

"!" the outsider scolded, "Just make trouble for Lao Tzu!" while scolding and opening the prison door, Shaoqing could have used this opportunity to get out of the door, but he didn't have that desire in his heart, after all, it was Xiangliu who brought him in, and in his own home, he didn't seem to have the need to escape from prison.

The seriously injured patients in the cell were quickly carried out, knowing that they were looking for trouble, but the prison guard who came in last still glanced at Shaoqing, "Stinky boy, be honest with me, otherwise you will be the one who suffers." ”

Of course Shaoqing will not argue with him, that is purely looking for death, watching the prison prison and the guy who made a small report over there look at each other meaningfully, he only sneered in his heart, he didn't commit a heinous crime, is it necessary to do this?

Bored and squatted back to the corner, at this time Yanwa pushed the cart and turned back, came to collect the dishes and chopsticks, looked at his virtue, and sent the dishes and chopsticks over Shaoqing stared, and said in a suppressed voice: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Yanwa was obviously helpless, and took the dishes and chopsticks handed by the guy and gritted her steel teeth, "Or your uncle can come up with this bad idea and be forced to work for them for free?!"

Looking at the figure that passed all the way, Shaoqing held back an old face and turned back, and continued to squat in that corner.

Now there were only the two of them left in a huge room, looking at each other, Shaoqing took out the cigarette that was hidden in his pocket just now and lit it again, "Have you seen enough?"

The middle-aged man squatted on the opposite side and rubbed his nose, "Seeing that you are also a character, how did you get in, and you deserve to be taken care of by our lord himself?"

Shaoqing looked at the ground and spat on the ground, "Destroying the unity of the alliance, you are killing people, right?"

The middle-aged man tilted his head, and his bones clicked, revealing the hideous scar on his neck, "Seven lives." ”

Looking at the guy who had no remorse but was proud, Shaoqing snorted coldly to express his disdain, and the middle-aged man said: "But they should all be killed, but the law can't control moral matters, and I can only defend my human rights by myself." ”

The two of them only spoke a few words, and the cell door was opened again, and the prison guard pushed several prisoners in, and gave him an angry look before leaving, "If you dare to make trouble for Lao Tzu, just wait for the delicious food and spicy drink." ”

On the surface, on the contrary, Shaoqing couldn't wait to rush up and slap him to death, and when the cell door was slammed shut, he saw the few people who came in squatting under the other wall, and he and the middle-aged man opposite became the target of their hunting, and couldn't help but pity the person opposite, who was still a hunter just now, and now he has become someone's meat.

But what he was waiting for didn't happen in the end, and among the people who were brought in was a young man under the age of twenty, who probably had seen Shaoqing outside and knew who he was, only saying that not long after the cell door was closed, the young man ran over there, squatted down beside Shaoqing, and smiled at him, full of admiration, "You are the eldest brother of Helian Shaoqing, right?"

Shaoqing looked at his still childish face, "You know me?"

The young man was still "hehe" stupidly happy, "As long as the Daomen is a soldier, who doesn't know you, I was watching the battle when I captured those people in the underground group of the Jiaoren Gang, and I was also there when you were playing against that guy in white in the north of the city, I am a person in the defense team, just call me No. 87!"

Shaoqing glanced at a few people over there and sneered, "Yo, the defense team is here to defend you?"

No. 87 bared two little tiger teeth and smiled, "I made a little mistake, come here to live for a few days, what are you for, big brother?"

Shaoqing buttered, "Destroy the unity of the alliance." ”

No. 87 said, "That's a capital crime!"

Shaoqing let out a sullen "um", although this is not a fact, he still likes to stay here as a death row prisoner, after all, such an identity can make him more imposing.

But he also thought about it a lot, the man on the other side already knew that he was a burning figure after hearing his name, although Shaoqing was more than twenty years younger than him, but now who in Daomen City didn't know that there was a high-level politician in him, even if he didn't have any political achievements, with his father's reputation back then, he would have already been famous in the city, not to mention that this kid had made some achievements over the years.

Well, this time you can call the people above to the pit.

The middle-aged man hiccuped for no reason, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and he also gave others an uncle, and he didn't want to lift shoes to others.

Originally, Xiang Liu arranged for someone to come to find Shaoqing's bad luck, but he didn't expect that such a stinky boy who was useless in his eyes would have such prestige in the eyes of these people, no need to be instigated by No. 87, after others knew Shaoqing's identity, they consciously stopped, squatting there or nodding or smiling, and no one dared to come up to find trouble.

The cell was peaceful, and there was no movement for a while, which made the caretakers who were standing outside waiting to see the excitement wonder, and finally couldn't help but open a small crack in the window to look in, a room of people squatting under three walls and quietly like a primary school classroom, the kid next to Shaoqing was pinching his arms and legs, and only scolded in his mouth at the moment, "My day", and closed the window with a "bang".

"Big brother, with your identity, our lord is willing to let you die?" No. 87 pinched the arm of the person in front of him.

Shaoqing pulled his arm back awkwardly, "It may also be indefinite." ”

No. 87 put his leg on his lap, Shaoqing smoked it back, gave him the two boxes of cigarettes in his arms, and asked them to be distributed to the people over there, No. 87 took it and ran away.

I thought that this would be the end of the matter, but Shaoqing was younger after all, and muttered about Xiangliu's dissatisfaction with him in his heart, no, no one from the outside looked at the newcomers to catch up to find trouble, not long after the small window was closed, the cell door was opened again, and the shackles and shackles were nailed to the kid here on the spot, no matter what face was squatting under the wall over there, how reluctant No. 87 was, and dragged it out......