The fat prison chief seemed to have left, but in fact he had not gone far at all. He had taken the money with a mission. He just wanted to hear whether Ye Wuhan had been beaten to death.
Hearing his pitiful shouts, the prison boss felt relieved. He turned around and left with leisurely steps. This time he really left.
I'm just waiting for the autopsy tomorrow. It's a violent crime. Although someone is dead, it's not easy to just find a reason to kill someone.
Seeing that the fat cell leader was gone, Ye Wuhan rushed towards a group of violent criminals with a sinister smile on his face.
Today he was unjustly imprisoned, and he had an evil fire that had nowhere to vent, so he simply used them as a practice.
"Uncle...Uncle, we were wrong. We don't dare to do it anymore. Can't we accept you as the new boss from now on?" A group of violent criminals hurriedly complimented. Although they were smiling, their faces were full of tears.
Ugly.
They originally thought that they were insidious and bad enough, but they didn't expect that this kid was ten times more insidious than them. He would even yell for help when he beat someone.
This night was destined not to be peaceful. The sound of rain outside stopped for a while, but the screams from the violent criminals' warehouse pierced the night sky.
In the prison cell, the fat cell leader was listening to what was going on here. When he heard the screams, the smile on his face grew wider. He couldn't help but already stretched out his fingers and pretended to count money with a smile on his face.
Finally, after half an hour, the screams stopped.
Ye Wuhan sat on the bunk and smoked a cigarette, while a group of violent criminals stood by the wall with grinning teeth, and their faces were swollen like pandas.
"Brother...brother, you will be our new boss from now on." There were still violent criminals trembling all over and nodding to Ye Wuhan.
After smoking a cigarette, Ye Wuhan suddenly raised his foot and kicked a basin under his feet in front of the violent criminals, "Go, give me a basin of water to wash my feet."
The basin is under the bed and is easy to take out.
"Hey, hey, hey!" A group of violent criminals hurriedly agreed, scrambling to give the new boss a foot wash.
As for the giant baboon? The corpse was lying by the sink and was almost cold, but no one dared to care about it.
After the water was drawn, the two prisoners came over and washed Ye Wuhan's feet again, and then carefully wiped them clean.
"Brother, do you want to refresh yourself? I have a good thing that can help your sex life!"
At this time, a tall, thin violent criminal came over and looked at Ye Wuhan with a flattering smile on his face.
Seeing that Ye Wuhan seemed interested, he hurriedly continued: "Brother, just wait!"
After saying that, he walked to the bed and groped for a while. In a short time, he took out a translucent bottle. The bottle was half filled with water. Two holes were made in the bottle cap, and two long straws were inserted into the bottle.
inside.
Ye Wuhan couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. Do you also have this thing? It seems that these guys have a lot of tricks.
"Brother, we have to have meetings from time to time, it's always exciting." He took the bottle, fumbled for something in his arms, and then came closer to Ye Wuhan with a mocking smile on his face.
"You! Go to the wall and stand on your head for me!" Ye Wuhan suddenly shouted.
"Ah, brother, I..." The thin and violent man was stunned. He didn't expect that he was so flattering that the new boss would let him practice handstand.
"Go!"
Ye Wuhan kicked him backwards.
"Hey, hey, hey!" The violent criminal responded repeatedly. How dare he refuse to agree again, he hurried to the wall and stood upside down.
Ye Wuhan walked around the room. He came to the bunk and was about to rest when he suddenly looked at a group of violent criminals and said, "You guys, go to the wall and practice handstands for me!"
"I……"
"this……"
A group of violent criminals looked miserable, but they didn't dare to say no and hurriedly walked towards the wall.
As a result, a strange scene appeared in the violent prison warehouse. On the big bunk that could sleep ten people, only one person took up the space for eight people and was sleeping soundly. The others were standing upright against the wall.
In the early morning, the air was filled with the fragrance of earth, the sky was clear after the rain, and the sound of prisoners running around could be heard from the playground.
This is a compulsory class every morning, but it makes everyone feel strange that none of the prisoners in the heavy cell, who are usually more active in going out and doing exercises, did not come out. This is a bit abnormal.
You know, usually they will definitely be the first to rush out.
Wow!
The door of the heavy prison cell opened, and the fat face of the cell leader appeared in the doorway, which shone with a golden glow in the early morning sunlight.
He stuck his head and looked inside, and was stunned.
Why?
I saw the prisoners in the violent prison cell slumped against the wall one by one, with bloodshot eyes and dark eye sockets. It was unclear whether their faces were congested or beaten, and each one was swollen as if they had been infected by the panda incense virus.
As for the boss of this cell, Brother Baboon, it was even worse. He was lying motionless by the sink, as if he was dead.
"No way!"
For a moment, the cell leader felt chills all over his body. He never dreamed that the most violent prisoner in the prison, known as the most ruthless man in Jinshan, the big baboon who had practiced black boxing and won the Sanda championship, would actually be killed.
.
Looking at this situation, it is obvious that even those violent criminals have suffered.
There was only one person lying in the entire room, and that was Ye Wuhan. He was lying on the big bunk, occupying the space of eight people, and was sleeping soundly.
The prison boss pondered, this was something he had never seen before.
"What's going on with you? What are you doing here if you don't go out to do exercises?" the cell leader shouted at a group of violent criminals with a sullen face.
"Boss, we didn't sleep well last night. Let's practice handstands here to reflect and reflect!" A group of violent criminals grimaced before standing up staggeringly, as if they were suffering from a panda-burning incense virus.
"You are the only ones who are repenting, you are repenting!" Seeing them so angry, they couldn't get rid of each other. It's not shameful that so many people can't handle one person.
"Sir, good morning!" Ye Wuhan stood up from the bed and slapped his head in a very friendly manner, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him.
"Okay, put your hands down." The prison head said with a sullen face.
"Thank you, sir!" Ye Wuhan's voice seemed to be louder than those of those running around.
The prison leader's eyes slowly moved towards the sink, "What's going on with the big baboon?"
"Sir, this gorilla ran into a tree while racing last night!" Ye Wuhan said.
"Is that so?" The cell leader's eyes moved towards a group of violent criminals.
None of the violent criminals dared to speak and looked at Ye Wuhan.
"Let me ask you, what are you watching him do?" The prison head couldn't help but touch the electric baton on his waist.
"Yes, sir, the big baboon ran into a tree while racing last night." A group of violent criminals said in unison.
"Hit a tree? I think you hit a pig." The warden cursed in his mind, but he didn't point it out. This kind of thing often happens in the detention center. All he needs is a reason, not to get to the bottom of things and implicate himself.
When I came in, someone testified that the donkey was just getting off the slope.
"Did it hit the wall? Or did it hit the pool?" He corrected him.
"Yes sir, he hit the wall."
The prison head had a sullen face and said nothing more. He walked over and looked at the big baboon, then waved his hand and said, "Take him out!"
Two violent criminals went over and carried the big baboon out that had lost its voice.
"Did you just die like that?" The cell leader couldn't help but look towards Ye Wuhan.
Ye Wuhan had a smile on his face, seemingly harmless, but when the two looked at each other, the prison warden felt a sense of fear in his heart for no apparent reason.
"Get out of here and do some exercises!"
The cell leader yelled, but for some reason he didn't delve into the matter for the time being.
In the playground of the detention center, after morning exercises, the prisoners sat together in twos and threes and chatted.
This gathering is basically based on the number room, but there are exceptions, that is, whoever has more power and has stronger appeal with fists will have more people around him.
There was an obviously large group, and a figure who was obviously the boss staggered over to this side, "Where's your boss? Where's Brother Baboon?"
The violent criminals didn't say a word, and almost unanimously looked at Ye Wuhan, who was sitting on the ground with a casual look on his face.
"Where's your boss?" This middle-aged man with a sinewy face and a sturdy body looked at Ye Wuhan again.
It's a pity that Ye Wuhan didn't say a word. He looked at the sky as if he was thinking about something.
"I'm asking you a question, where is your boss?" The middle-aged man became anxious and rushed straight towards Ye Wuhan.
This chapter has been completed!