Early the next morning, the dazzling sunlight shone through a little gap in the shed and shot through Wang Jintong's face, Wang Jintong opened his eyes in a daze, only to find that Qiu Xinran was long gone.

Suddenly, I heard the disciplining shout: "Mencius Fan. . . Wang Jintong. Anxious. Pack up your things and go to jail today. ”

The shout reached Wang Jintong's house, and Wang Jintong raised the corners of his mouth helplessly, it's time to come... Today, Wang Jintong and a few people will enter that dark prison from today.

Wang Jintong looked at the grass bed, there was a neat set of new clothes, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and then he put it on his body neatly, wanting to take a look at the bronze mirror, but there was no ...... in the room

Wang Jintong wandered around, there was nothing in the room except a straw bed, he sat down again, but his hand suddenly touched the examination, looked down, and found a note.

There are a few lines of delicate handwriting on it: "Don't read the past... Don't ask for the future...... It doesn't matter how many years you are sentenced. I'm waiting for you to come back... Time will not be in your relationship with me. Bury any cracks... It's like an old pot of wine... More and more precipitation... More and more mellow... My feelings for you. Stands the test of time... Stand the test... Flower World. Waiting for you to come back. ... Take care of yourself... Well. Treasure. ”

Your glad to leave a word......

On the white paper, there are many places, all slightly yellowed, and a scene suddenly appeared in Wang Jintong's mind. In the faint moonlight, the soft body sat at the table, while flowing. These few lines of small print were written on the side.

A flower-like girl at the prime of life, just in love, is about to watch her man go to prison, and I don't know how many years it will be... This mood may be really... No one will know.

may have happily hesitated and hesitated, but she was still the night before Wang Jintong walked into the prison. gave himself to Wang Jintong...... Such a woman can be said to be quite rare, and she is lucky that Wang Jintong can meet.

Wang Jintong wiped his eyes, carefully folded the note, and put it in his arms, more and faster chapters are invited. Then he walked out of the house.

"Bang... Clang.. Clang.. ”

Mencius Fan and Jiao Desire, their bodies standing straight, leaning against the wall, smashing a heavy iron chain of sixty catties under their feet, their arms were turned on their backs, and they were also tied to iron chains.

“... Exercise. As for it. Wang Jintong looked at the two of them, stunned for a moment, and thought to himself, what a big thing, the iron chains of the condemned prisoners have been tied.

"Huh. He may be afraid of robbery.... Mencius said, Wang Jintong looked at him and found that he needed to gain a lot of weight this month, and the watermelon head was also cut off, leaving a bald head.

"Don't ink, come here, you have to tie it up. At this time, a yacha came with an iron chain, this yacha Wang Jintong has not seen it, it should be someone from the Hedong Mansion Prison, to pick up Wang Jintong and a few people.

"Big brother, don't bother, I'll go to the prison in a while, won't I take it off. Wang Jintong kindly reminded.

"Who the hell is your eldest brother? You chain, wear it for me for at least a month. This middle-aged yacha directly said goodbye to Wang Jintong's arm, roughly tied him with an iron chain, and then strangled him a few times, strangled Wang Jintong's wrist painfully.

"Big brother, are we on an errand? Wang Jintong nodded at him with words, which means that if you want silver, if you want silver, buddy will definitely not be on an errand, there is no need to toss the three of us.

"What's your relationship? I'm not very old, and I still have a lot of flowers, so hurry up and let me go. This middle-aged yacha didn't answer Wang Jin's fairy tale stubble at all, and pushed Wang Jintong roughly, and then urged.

"Golden boy, you still don't understand, someone is supporting the "anti-door". Meng Zifan grinned, smiled disdainfully, made a look, and said to Wang Jintong.

Anti-menzi is also a special term in the Great Song Dynasty's prison, which usually refers to the behavior of someone who spends money to buy off the head of the prison, or the head of the yacha, and harms his enemies in the prison.

"Smack. ”

"Who the made you talk. Shut up. Then a tall and thin yacha came over, carrying a leather stick, and slapped it on Mencius's buttocks, which made Mencius jump in pain, but he didn't jump up, because the iron chain was too heavy.

Wang Jintong looked at their attitude, and guessed in his mind, Wang Jintong is here in Hedong Mansion, there are two enemies, one Kong Ergou, and one Qin Tianba... Could it be that they are supporting the "anti-doorman"?

It shouldn't be. The boss of their level should not be idle and do nothing, so that the silver scourge Wang Jintong and a few people in the prison, this is not in line with their identity, and it is useless to harm Wang Jintong and a few little dolls.

The more Wang Jintong thought about it, the more chaotic it became, and in the end he simply didn't want to, love the, just fix it, Wang Jintong didn't believe it, they still dared to kill themselves and Meng Zifan, what is Jiao Zhi.

A prisoner car transformed from a broken carriage was speeding on the avenue, and some of the people on the street stopped to watch the excitement, pointed at Wang Jintong and a few others, and slowly walked out of Hedong Mansion, a green crop field, and then came to the prison of the Criminal Department of Hedong Mansion.

It stands to reason that Wang Jintong should not be detained here for breaking the B case, but I don't know who Wang Jintong offended and went directly here.

This kind of place does not see the sun all year round, and there will be no time for the prison here, that is to say, after you go in, you have been staying in a hut of several tens of square meters!

No one spoke!!The torment of waiting for the verdict!!Those who have a bad mentality, who are crazy in prison!!Those who "want" to commit suicide!!!They are everywhere!!They can only think about it!!Because they can't find anything to commit suicide!

"New to the drop?" The doctor is in his fifties, dressed in a very different way, wearing a white coat, a pair of military boots, and the most hateful thing is that he has a big toad mirror on his extremely incomprehensible face...... Black drops... Sunglasses!!!

Wang Jintong and the three were first taken to a small room, in which sat an old man with a goatee who looked like a middle, he was holding a plum blossom needle in his hand, and smiled at Wang Jintong and said: "Take off your clothes, the epidemic has been prevalent recently, see if you have brought the epidemic with you." ”

Wang Jintong was very puzzled, because it was the first time he had entered the prison or the prison of the Great Song Dynasty, and there were too many things he didn't understand, so he looked at Mencius and Jiao Yu.

"Grass, I can only show my fruit in front of the girl in Baihualou, you dead old man, die far away. Mencius Fan was annoyed when he saw the goatee, and spoke.

"If you take it off, you will take it off. A yacha said angrily, then picked up a stick and slapped it at Mencius Fan's buttocks. Mencius was beaten into a cold sweat, but he didn't shout a word.

"What are you doing beating him, a few children, and a few of you, stop the ink, hurry up!" Xun Zhong first said a word for Wang Jintong, and then continued to urge.

Meng Zifan glanced at Yacha, then gritted his teeth, and was the first to pout his buttocks, and then Wang Jintong saw that the man put down the plum blossom needle, held a large tweezer of more than ten centimeters, sandwiched a piece of cotton, smeared some potion, and then broke Mencius Fan's ass and poked the cotton in!!

"Poof!!"

"Ahh

Meng Zifan screamed, Wang Jintong closed his eyes, and Nyima was bloody......

"What the is this... How much it hurt!!" Jiao wants this person who understands, obviously trembling!!

"I'm afraid that you won't be able to poop, so I'll give you a "laxative"!!" said a young yacha without raising his head.

Later, Wang Jintong learned that the people in the prison were extremely depressed, and the newcomers basically couldn't say a word for several days, and the psychological pressure was very great, basically for a week, they couldn't pass stool, so they were likely to get sick.

And that's that once discharged... That taste... It's too much of a Nima's ecstasy... It stinks, and the prison is thirty square meters and not ventilated, so basically every newcomer comes in like this.

"Uncle... Tap...!" pouted anxiously... The voice was very soft.

"Well, it's accurate...!" he broke his ass again, and the wheel tweezers poked in.

Wang Jintong's eyes narrowed into a slit, he wanted to see it, but he didn't dare to it, Wang Jintong really regretted it, why didn't I not be the first to "be stabbed", looking at it like this, it caused a lot of pressure on his psychology, he poked one, and his chrysanthemum was tight... At Nima's alley, his mother had an anal prolapse......

“......”

When that Xun Zhong stabbed three people in a row, Wang Jintong basically didn't dare to walk with his legs, no way, the chrysanthemum was too refreshing... Feel the wind blowing... It's like he leaked.