"It's not good, we're not in a normal cell waiting for arraignment, it's all felons."

Reicher said that it was not good, but his face was as usual.

Paul was a little panicked, stupidly came to the corridor and looked left and right, and was so frightened that he immediately ran back.

Jack climbed back into the bed and began to recuperate, a little sad today, he used to be single-handed, and he hadn't tried to fight a group yet.

"Why are we being locked up here?" Paul asked in a panic.

"That's not what you should be concerned about right now." Raicher climbed back into the top bunk of his bed. "It's better to worry about yourself."

"Why?" Paul panicked even more.

"They're exchanging cigarettes, magazines, and even meat for today's lunch, all for the first time to you."

Lei Che began to threaten him seriously, "You will not be treated as a person here, but a currency in circulation, don't be nervous, save your strength, wait for you to be busy." ”

Jack almost burst out laughing, although this big guy was very unhappy to be used as a gun by Finlay, but it was impossible for him to sit back and watch Paul being picked up with soap, after all, he also knew that the sooner this guy confided some information, he could get out of this trouble sooner.

Paul looked up at Jack on the other bed, hesitated, didn't speak, just hid in the corner of the cell, curled up as much as he could, and it smelled like stealing the bell.

Seeing that Raicher also cast his playful eyes on himself, Jack was a little confused, and then realized that he seemed to be more like a little white face than Paul.

Damn, Jack couldn't help but feel a chill, not because he was afraid, but because he felt a little disgusting at the thought of having a fist-to-flesh intimate encounter with those dead G guys later.

Sure enough, not long after, a big black man appeared at the door of their cell, five big and three thick, with a full beard, whistling and looking inside.

"Aha, look at what's here, hmm, the chick has white skin and soft skin, and she wears beautiful glasses."

Big Black completely ignored Jack and Raycher lying on the beds on the shelves on both sides, and squeezed into a small cell with three Black henchmen.

Among the three, Paul was the only one who wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and when he saw that the other party was really coming for him, he was so frightened that he huddled in the corner, and he really looked like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied.

"Come here, take off your obstructive glasses, and come here."

The elder Heiyin ordered with a smile as he unbuttoned his pants.

Jack couldn't stand it anymore, although he didn't come for him, but he was afraid that he would see something disgusting later, and he wouldn't be able to eat at noon, so he made a gesture of please to Ray Cher across the passage.

Lei Che snorted a little unpleasantly, and one rolled over and jumped off the bed, landing in front of the big black man, startling the other party.

"Wow, look at this gorilla, what do you want?" The big old black glanced at the three younger brothers behind him, and took a step forward and said provocatively.

"I'll give you a choice, Dead Fat Pig, you came uninvited and entered my room, you and your friends can leave now, or let them carry you out of the dead Fat Pig."

Lei Che was full of momentum, lowering his head and looking down at the big old black, full of oppression.

"I'll count to three."

"One"

"Slut, do you know who you're talking to?" Da Lao Hei was obviously a little panicked, but he was still bluffing.

"Two"

Before the 'three' could be exported, Lei Che slammed his head directly into the big black with a hammer, and then pressed his head to the side of the bed frame with lightning speed, and hit his elbow twice at the base of his ear.

Big Black had no power to resist, and in less than two seconds, he fell into a sweet deep sleep.

Maybe many people have the impression that the big guy has a lot of strength but slow movement, so Raicher told everyone present that this is just your delusion.

Jack had fought Chris many times when he was treating him, and Chris and Reicher were both about the same height and weight, but when it came to hand-to-hand combat, he believed that Chris was definitely not Reicher's opponent.

He even felt that if he and Reicher were confined to a small space like a cell, without using healing, the last person to fall would be himself.

Cowering in the corner, Paul was stunned by Raycher's lightning blows, his whole body trembled, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth wide to take a deep breath.

"Now, get out of my room."

Raicher casually took off a pair of punk sunglasses from the face of the little brother behind the big old black, wiped them, and put them on his face.

"Take this dead fat pig."

The three younger brothers hurriedly carried away the big old black who had fallen into a coma in a panic.

"Going out in the sun?" Reicher, who had just installed the Big Boy, looked at the two inmates and pushed the punk sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Let's go, it stinks too much in here." Jack jumped out of bed and dragged Paul, who was still cowering in the corner, to walk between them.

One thing to say, although he has always been a law-abiding citizen in his previous life and has never seen the real situation inside the high walls with his own eyes, Jack has also heard on the news about a certain big star who has entered the sewing machine every day, and in comparison, Lao Mei's prison seems to be much freer.

Probably because this is not a private prison, there are quite a lot of people outside during the wind time, there is a simple basketball court, and a group of black buddies are wantonly sweating their youth on the court.

The three of them sat down on the edge of the basketball court, leisurely killing time.

"Stay away from me, I'm not sexually interested in your ventriloquism, don't stick so close." Raicher said to Paul, who was cowering beside him.

"He'll protect you, trust me." Jack ignored Raycher's glare at him and patted Paul.

"Thank you, thank you, I know I'm in big trouble." Paul was clearly haunted by what had just happened.

Lei Che glanced at him speechlessly, the implication is that you are not nonsense, how can you come in without causing trouble?

"Everyone who comes in feels like they're innocent." Remembering his role, Jack patted Paul on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

"I'm really not a criminal, I'm a currency manager, someone forced me to use some financial means, I was forced."

Paul looked a little excited.

Reicher pretended not to care, but in fact cooperated with his words, "I know everyone who is caught will say that. ”

"But I was really forced." Seeing that neither of them seemed to believe his words, Paul became a little anxious.

"Those people made it very clear to me if I caused them trouble."

"You're going to die?" Jack praised at the right time.

"I wish it was all, my boss said that if I interfered with their plans, they would"

"They would nail me to the wall in front of my family, cut off my balls, force me to eat them, and watch my wife and children bleed to death."

Jack and Reicher didn't continue to talk to Paul, but looked at each other, and they both noticed that there was another wave of ill-intentioned people in the vicinity who were watching this side, intentionally or unintentionally, this time there were more people, about seven or eight, and they also looked more fierce and fierce.

(End of chapter)