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Hearing Hong Dali's instructions, the man left in a hurry. A moment later he ran back with a large black plastic bag containing at least twenty cartons of cigarettes. Just looking at the packaging, he knew they were all high-quality goods.
"Not bad, not bad," Hong Dali said with a gleeful smile, "You have the key to discernment." Then he ordered: "Open them all. Open them all." So a group of people started to open the cigarettes in front of the prisoners.
After quickly unpacking a box of cigarettes, Hong Dali picked up a box of cigarettes and threw it out. He said with a smile: "Then, help me with something later."
The prisoner's eyes suddenly widened. He caught the cigarette as steadily as a high-end baseball player and hugged him tightly. He was like a beggar who won a five million lottery ticket. The ecstasy and satisfaction in his eyes were indescribable.
For example, there were earth-shaking noises coming from all the other cells, and countless prisoners crowded towards the door, looking like ghosts demanding their lives from their enemies.
Hong Dali laughed loudly, took the cigarette and started throwing it away. After throwing more than half of it out, he said, "I'll help me with something later."
The God of Wealth must be able to speak effectively, so all the prisoners immediately knelt down: "Young Master, if you have anything to say, just say it, and it's no big deal to throw your life and blood!"
The cells further inside were all empty, and nothing else happened. Hong Dali and his party quickly arrived at the door of cell 205.
This is a separate cell at the end of the corridor.
As the warden of this prison, Cao Jianrong naturally understands what kind of place 205 is in front of him.
It can be said that it is the concentration camp for the most ferocious group of prisoners on the entire second floor. Everything follows the law of the jungle. Only the most ferocious and powerful person can become the boss of 205 and even the entire second floor. That is true.
Standing at the door of No. 205, the warden Cao Jianrong said carefully: "Master Dali, why don't I let someone go in and ask Ling Mufeng to come out. In order not to disturb your interest, Master Dali, I feel uneasy." When we got here, Cao Jianrong
The whole person seemed to be at the gate of hell, and could only summon up the greatest courage and make a desperate struggle.
Hong Dali ignored Cao Jianrong's words and pulled him aside, saying, "We are already here, why don't we go in and take a look?"
Cao Jianrong was covered in cold sweat and hurriedly retreated to a corner, trembling all over and not daring to say another word.
In fact, it is not surprising that Cao Jianrong was so afraid.
No. 205 is far different from other ordinary cells. The most brutal prisoners on the second floor are held here. This has to mention the rules of this prison.
The first floor is usually full of prisoners who commit petty thefts and make trouble, and they are often released after being locked up for ten and a half days. Therefore, the first floor is the closest to the outside, and the longest and best time for them to be released is usually the longest.
The second floor is completely different, that is the part where most people are sentenced to more than one year and less than ten years. Who can be sentenced to this kind of sentence without their hands covered with blood? Fights are commonplace and there is no suspense.
And 205 is the person with the longest sentence on the entire second floor. They are all dangerous elements who chop off people's limbs and cause them to be maimed.
Ling Mufeng was secretly sent here by Liu Yu, and one can imagine his fate.
As for the third floor, most of them are prisoners who have been incarcerated for more than ten years. Even the release time is staggered with that of the people below. Most of those people are lucky to be alive, but of course many more will die.
If you can go out, go out. It doesn't matter if you can't. On the third floor, it's common to be brave and aggressive. It's a complete game of the jungle.
In fact, what Hong Dali is most worried about now is not that Ling Mufeng will be bullied inside.
Being bullied after entering 205 was a minor incident, not worth mentioning at all.
What Hong Dali is really worried about is the group of prisoners in No. 205 who are as hungry as hungry wolves. The long sentence of nearly five years is the most dangerous period for those cruel men who have nowhere to vent their desires.
Not to mention what kind of woman it is, it is just a picture of a woman with some allure. If you enter here, you will be beaten. I am afraid that Ling Mufeng will not be able to protect his anus if he enters here, which will be very troublesome. Once the shadow is left on the soul, the future will be
I'm afraid it won't be easy.
Hong Dali took a deep breath and said, "Okay, open the door."
"Okay... okay..." Qian Qian reluctantly opened the cell door, and Cao Jianrong led several prison guards to go in first to clear the way.
Hong Dali took Tang Muxin and a group of doglegs and followed him in.
Compared with other cells, 205 is more than twice the size. The room is ten meters long, eight meters wide, and about four meters high. The light is relatively dark. Of course, this is the effect created by the prisoners in the cell.
That's the kind of environment.
There are a total of sixteen iron beds with bunk beds in the room, all of which are welded to the wall. Generally speaking, a strong man with a little strength will not be able to shake them at all. This can avoid any murders due to quarrels and fights inside.
The middle of the cell is quite spacious. There is a vent at the top of the wall, and the iron bars are welded shut. There is a bathroom in one corner. Although the toilet is flush, the smell is still lingering.
However, despite this, the bathroom has become one of the sources of frequent unrest here. It is no exaggeration to say that if you don't mix well here, going to the bathroom will be a big problem.
You can imagine a situation where someone is squatting halfway down the tuba, and someone knocks on the door and kicks him in.
At this time, there were about twenty prisoners with green stubble on their heads sitting in the open space in the middle of the cell. Four of them in the middle were playing poker, and about fifteen or six prisoners around them were watching and cheering.
And there is a young man outside who is busy cleaning and cleaning the house. He is about 1.78 meters tall. He has pretty features, handsome appearance, and fair skin. I think he is Ling Xiaoyi's younger brother Ling Mufeng.
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It's just that the originally good-looking young man was now wearing a prison uniform with a tank top and shorts. His exposed skin was covered with purple bruises, his nose was red and swollen, his eye circles were black and blue, and the corners of his mouth were somewhat torn, revealing
There was a faint trace of blood. As for the hair, it had been shaved off long ago, leaving about five millimeters of stubble.
Hong Dali looked at it and nodded secretly. It looked good like this. At least it looked more masculine and would not be regarded as a fake by these wolf-like prisoners. The chrysanthemums should still be saved.
Seeing her brother again, Ling Xiaoyi had already burst into tears.
Hong Dali shook his head secretly. No wonder she was crying like this. Fortunately, he came early, otherwise this kid would have suffered a lot.
205, where no one has come in all year round, now has so many people coming in. For a moment, everyone stared at Hong Dali curiously, guessing the purpose of this young man who suddenly came here.
Ling Mufeng saw the scene here, especially the warden and his sister, so he ran over quickly, and a man was protecting him.
At this time, a man in the crowd who was covered in tendons and had an eagle tattooed on his arm stood up, looked at Hong Dali, and said with a smile: "Hey, young brother, why are you here to visit relatives?"
"Well, come to visit us." Hong Dali said with a smile, "What do you call this big brother?"
"It's easy, just call me Eagle." He said this, but he was thinking secretly in his heart: "This is 205. It is impossible for ordinary people to come in directly without any background. What's more, the warden is the one who leads the way. Where is this kid?
Holy? What is his relationship with this young man named Ling Mufeng?"
Hong Dali ignored him and turned to look at Ling Mufeng: "Is the chrysanthemum still there?"
Ling Mufeng was startled suddenly, subconsciously touched his butt, and then nodded hurriedly.
Yingying and others suddenly fell silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter. Yingying covered his stomach with his hands and laughed especially loudly: "Hahahaha, did you hear it? This kid actually asked him if P's eyes were there, haha.
Haha! It turns out that my best friend came to visit him. It’s not that I don’t understand, but the world is changing too fast, hahaha!”
Everyone laughed extremely arrogantly. Cao Jianrong was about to call the early warning officer to teach them a lesson, but Hong Dali turned around and walked out: "Let's go out first."
"Master Dali, is it over now?" Cao Jianrong asked.
"Of course it's not over." After 205, Hong Dali looked at Ling Mufeng: "Who among them has beaten you, do you remember?"
"Yes, they all beat me." Ling Mufeng gritted his teeth and said, "I usually have trouble going to the toilet."
"That's easy." Hong Dali walked back, shouting as he walked: "Brothers, come out and help me!"
The prisoners outside responded loudly: "Young master, if you have anything to do, just ask me!"
Hong Dali sniffed and said with a smile: "Have you seen the cell inside? Let's go in later and whip my pussy! Don't let anyone go! Each person who does it will be rewarded with a thousand dollars. You can spend it however you want.
How to spend it!"
If you release prisoners privately outside the release time, you will be punished. But at this time, Cao Jianrong asked someone to open the door without thinking. Anyway, things have reached this point. Hong Dali, the young master, is in front of everything, so he is afraid of nothing.
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The cell door was opened, and a strong man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall ran out first. He had a bald head, a tattoo of the word "loyalty" on his neck, thick eyebrows, big eyes, thick lips, and shiny tendons. He should be these people.
The leader.
Hong Dali was very satisfied with his appearance and asked, "What is your name for this eldest brother?"
The strong man said: "My name is Cheng Quandao, young master, just call me Xiao Dao."
"Well, not bad," Hong Dali stepped forward and squeezed the muscles on his arm: "If you have the information, I'll reward you with two thousand!"
The three male gangsters immediately stepped forward and began to count the money. The small knife cost 2,000 for the whole road, and the remaining 1,000 for each person. The prisoners spontaneously lined up in an unprecedented manner, and stood aside after receiving the money, waiting for everyone.
After sending it, Hong Dali sniffed: "Brothers, come on!"
One thousand yuan, which is absolutely an astronomical figure here, a group of prisoners were so excited that their faces were red with excitement.
"Open the door," Hong Dali snapped his fingers: "Just don't kill him."
Cao Jianrong sighed and opened the door of 205 again.
Then he saw a large group of prisoners howling and rushing in. Cao Jianrong was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his chest: "Oh my God, I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything!"
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Huhu, the outbreak is over. Two updates will be resumed tomorrow, 9 a.m. and 6 p.m., with occasional convulsions later! (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
