Brother Tian was also a little nervous, and he was instantly confused.
He originally thought that Wang Fan still needed to brew, but he never expected that Wang Fan would take action directly.
However, Wang Fan's speed was so fast that he didn't react at all, and the embroidery needle was quickly pierced under his lower abdomen.
He felt a pain first, then a surge of heat, and he felt a little comfortable.
Before he could fully appreciate the feeling of comfort, Wang Fan quickly pulled out the silver needle.
"What are you going to do?"
"Stop it now!"
"If you don't stop, we will shoot."
It wasn't until Wang Fan pulled out the silver needle that the nervous voices of several other people came out, which shows how fast Wang Fan was.
"What are you doing? You didn't see me treating a disease? It's true." Wang Fan impatiently grabbed the wine and took a big sip, then looked at Brother Tian, ??
"You are fine now. Please be careful in the future and take more supplements. Otherwise, you will do it again."
"Thank you, thank you." Brother Tian became excited, and he clearly felt that he was much better.
The others were a little confused looking at Brother Tian's excited expression.
Just one injection and it's all right? Isn't this amazing?
If they hadn't been friends with Brother Tian for many years, they would have thought that the two of them were oboe singers.
"Brother, I, I, give me a cure quickly." After regaining consciousness, the infertile Zhang Dong looked at Wang Fan nervously.
It's such a shame for a grown man to have problems in that area and not have children.
"Go buy some food for me and I'll treat you when I come back. It doesn't have to be great, just KFC will get you a dozen hamburgers, a dozen chicken wraps, and an iced Coke."
Wang Fan did not take action immediately, but said quickly.
"Yes, yes, I'll go right now, right now." Zhang Dong left without any hesitation, not caring that it was working time now.
Half an hour later.
"Brother, please see if I'm sick."
"Brother, I feel like I can't wake up lately. What's going on?"
"Brother, and I, I always feel stuffy in the head and hot in the eyes."
"Brother, when I see a beautiful woman, I want to pounce on her. What kind of disease is this?"
Everyone surrounded Wang Fan, chattering with eager faces, telling them about their formation.
The table is already filled with wine and meat. There are all kinds of roast chicken, roast duck, roast lamb leg, hamburgers and chicken rolls, etc.
Wang Fan was eating meat with one hand and drinking wine with the other, with cigarettes pinned to his ears.
It wasn't for the handcuffs on his hands that were a bit glaring. People who didn't know better might have thought it was some leader who came to inspect.
Wang Fan listened to the symptoms of these people, especially the last one, who wanted to have sex with a woman when he saw her, and he almost spit out the wine and meat.
He was a little speechless.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, take your time." Wang Fan said quickly and started treating these guys.
Half an hour later, all the prison guards felt radiant and refreshed.
Not to mention, after being given a few injections by Wang Fan, they felt much better and more comfortable.
"Okay, I've eaten enough and drank enough. I'm going to bed. You guys should go to bed early." Wang Fan said with a smile while burping, and returned to the prison room with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Brother Fan, walk slowly and have a good rest." The eight people looked at Wang Fan and their attitudes improved a lot, but they were not as harsh as before.
"Damn it, those bastards must have wronged Brother Fan. How could Brother Fan be that kind of person?"
"I think so. Brother Fan must have offended some young master, and that young man has wronged Brother Fan so badly."
"Mom, those people are such bastards. They rely on their power to oppress people like Brother Fan. I really have no money. When I get rich, I will kill them."
The eight people overturned their previous evaluations of Wang Fan and began to feel sorry for Wang Fan.
Wang Fan listened to everyone's words, grinned, and fell asleep.
My reputation throughout my life was almost ruined by that bastard Song Shaojun. Fortunately, I was smart and calmly rectified my reputation.
When Wang Fan fell asleep, Mo Wenrou was extremely angry outside.
She never thought that Wang Fan would be imprisoned in Beicheng Prison.
At the same time, Song Shaojun was also drinking and singing with Yi Mingjie.
"Have everything been arranged?" Song Shaojun looked at Yi Mingjie and said with a gloomy expression.
Wang Fan was a thorn in his heart, never getting rid of his unhappiness.
"Don't worry, Mr. Song, I've made all the arrangements." Yi Mingjie said with a smile.
He didn't take Wang Fan seriously at all. In his eyes, trampling Wang Fan to death was no different from trampling to death an ant.
What's more, this is working for Song Shaojun. This is the best opportunity to embrace Song Shaojun. He will definitely work hard.
"That's good, come, let's drink a toast to the good news that is about to come."
"Dry!"
——
Wang Fan didn't know about the ups and downs outside. He had completely fallen asleep and slept soundly.
At a certain moment, an invisible thick smoke suddenly floated in, and a figure wrapped in a black robe suddenly flashed in. Brother Tian was also a little nervous, and he was instantly confused.
He originally thought that Wang Fan still needed to brew, but he never expected that Wang Fan would take action directly.
However, Wang Fan's speed was so fast that he didn't react at all, and the embroidery needle was quickly pierced under his lower abdomen.
He felt a pain first, then a surge of heat, and he felt a little comfortable.
Before he could fully appreciate the feeling of comfort, Wang Fan quickly pulled out the silver needle. ??
"What are you going to do?"
"Stop it now!"
"If you don't stop, we will shoot."
It wasn't until Wang Fan pulled out the silver needle that the nervous voices of several other people came out, which shows how fast Wang Fan was.
"What are you doing? You didn't see me treating a disease? It's true." Wang Fan impatiently grabbed the wine and took a big sip, then looked at Brother Tian,
"You are fine now. Please be careful in the future and take more supplements. Otherwise, you will do it again."
"Thank you, thank you." Brother Tian became excited, and he clearly felt that he was much better.
The others were a little confused looking at Brother Tian's excited expression.
Just one injection and it's all right? Isn't this amazing?
If they hadn't been friends with Brother Tian for many years, they would have thought that the two of them were oboe singers.
"Brother, I, I, give me a cure quickly." After regaining consciousness, the infertile Zhang Dong looked at Wang Fan nervously.
It's such a shame for a grown man to have problems in that area and not have children.
"Go buy some food for me and I'll treat you when I come back. It doesn't have to be great, just KFC will get you a dozen hamburgers, a dozen chicken wraps, and an iced Coke."
Wang Fan did not take action immediately, but said quickly.
"Yes, yes, I'll go right now, right now." Zhang Dong left without any hesitation, not caring that it was working time now.
Half an hour later.
"Brother, please see if I'm sick."
"Brother, I feel like I can't wake up lately. What's going on?"
"Brother, and I, I always feel stuffy in the head and hot in the eyes."
"Brother, when I see a beautiful woman, I want to pounce on her. What kind of disease is this?"
Everyone surrounded Wang Fan, chattering with eager faces, telling them about their formation.
The table is already filled with wine and meat. There are all kinds of roast chicken, roast duck, roast lamb leg, hamburgers and chicken rolls, etc.
Wang Fan was eating meat with one hand and drinking wine with the other, with cigarettes pinned to his ears.
It wasn't for the handcuffs on his hands that were a bit glaring. People who didn't know better might have thought it was some leader who came to inspect.
Wang Fan listened to the symptoms of these people, especially the last one, who wanted to have sex with a woman when he saw her, and he almost spit out the wine and meat.
He was a little speechless.
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, take your time." Wang Fan said quickly and started treating these guys.
Half an hour later, all the prison guards felt radiant and refreshed.
Not to mention, after being given a few injections by Wang Fan, they felt much better and more comfortable.
"Okay, I've eaten enough and drank enough. I'm going to bed. You guys should go to bed early." Wang Fan said with a smile while burping, and returned to the prison room with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Brother Fan, walk slowly and have a good rest." The eight people looked at Wang Fan and their attitudes improved a lot, but they were not as harsh as before.
"Damn it, those bastards must have wronged Brother Fan. How could Brother Fan be that kind of person?"
"I think so. Brother Fan must have offended some young master, and that young man has wronged Brother Fan so badly."
"Mom, those people are such bastards. They rely on their power to oppress people like Brother Fan. I really have no money. When I get rich, I will kill them."
The eight people overturned their previous evaluations of Wang Fan and began to feel sorry for Wang Fan.
Wang Fan listened to everyone's words, grinned, and fell asleep.
My reputation throughout my life was almost ruined by that bastard Song Shaojun. Fortunately, I was smart and calmly rectified my reputation.
When Wang Fan fell asleep, Mo Wenrou was extremely angry outside.
She never thought that Wang Fan would be imprisoned in Beicheng Prison.
At the same time, Song Shaojun was also drinking and singing with Yi Mingjie.
"Have everything been arranged?" Song Shaojun looked at Yi Mingjie and said with a gloomy expression.
Wang Fan was a thorn in his heart, never getting rid of his unhappiness.
"Don't worry, Mr. Song, I've made all the arrangements." Yi Mingjie said with a smile.
He didn't take Wang Fan seriously at all. In his eyes, trampling Wang Fan to death was no different from trampling to death an ant.
What's more, this is working for Song Shaojun. This is the best opportunity to embrace Song Shaojun. He will definitely work hard.
"That's good, come, let's drink a toast to the good news that is about to come."
"Dry!"
——
Wang Fan didn't know about the ups and downs outside. He had completely fallen asleep and slept soundly.
At a certain moment, an invisible thick smoke suddenly drifted in, and a figure wrapped in a black robe suddenly flashed in.
This chapter has been completed!