The two prison guards were probably in their thirties and both were white.
The two men were on duty together today to guard the prisoners.
In fact, they were guarding prisoners, but the two of them didn't pay much attention to the hundreds of people present, because the entire prison was covered with cameras, and at the same time, countless people pointed their guns at the hundreds of prisoners.
The two of them standing here are just a formality.
Of course, if something bad happens on site, they have to stand up immediately.
From morning to evening, these hundreds of prisoners were very well-behaved.
It didn't cause any trouble for the two prison guards.
Even those who are usually aggressive are staying very quiet today.
It's time to eat now.
Two prison guards stood at the door of the cafeteria.
There is only one entrance to the entire canteen.
There are special police officers on duty outside the door.
"When will we do it?"
An Sizhao seemed a little nervous. After all, although his disguise skills were unparalleled, in the final analysis he was just an ordinary person, not an awesome person like Zhao Gangjun who could turn into a Super Saiyan in one fight.
"Wait, do you remember what I told you?" Zhao Gangjun asked while eating.
"Remember, it's just to anger them, right?" An Sizhao said.
"Just remember, Marco is here."
As Zhao Gangrong spoke, he glanced to the side. An Sizhao nodded and continued to eat his own food.
"Beauty."
Marco brought five people with him today, surrounding Zhao Gangjun and An Sizhao in the center.
Zhao Gangjun ate calmly.
"I asked you to run away yesterday, do you think you can still run away today? In fact, I like you like this. Only when you struggle can you feel the pleasure." Marco said, reaching out and gently touching Zhao Gangjun's hand.
"If you touch me again, I don't mind stuffing your head into his ass."
Zhao Gangjun glanced at the blond man next to Marco and said coldly.
"What did you say!"
The blond man stared at Zhao Gangjun with wide eyes.
"Yo? You still know how to fight back?"
The expression on Marco's face became even more joyful, "Wait a minute, when I put my words into your ass and eyes, I'll see if you can fight back."
"I'll fuck your mother!"
Zhao Gangjun suddenly slammed the table, picked up the dinner plate and threw it towards Marco's face.
This hit was so sudden that neither Marco nor the people around him expected that Zhao Gangjun would dare to do it.
With a bang, Marco was hit by the front of the dinner plate.
Of course, for a master, the attack power of the dinner plate is very limited, and it is even difficult to make them feel pain. However, the food left on the dinner plate seems to be full of endless ridicule, teasing Marco.
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The vegetable juice is dripping.
"Fuck them!"
Zhao Gangjun roared angrily and kicked Marco, who was about to get angry.
Marco didn't even expect that Zhao Gangjun would dare to come a second time and was kicked directly, causing him to fall to the ground.
At this time, all the people around him came to their senses. One person went to help Marco, while the other people howled and rushed towards Zhao Gangjun.
In an instant, several people mingled together.
Because their hands and feet were restrained by something, the impact of the fight was very limited. Many people were unable to use their fists and kicks, so they could only rely on strength and some very subtle skills.
This also makes it difficult for people on both sides to get hurt.
It looked like a very exciting fight, but in reality it was just like a street gang fight.
At this time, two prison guards at the door who were chatting about where they were going to have a drink tonight realized something was wrong.
Two prison guards hurriedly blew their whistles and ran over.
"Asshole, stop, what are you doing!"
A fatter prison guard picked up the baton in his hand and smashed it on Zhao Gangjun's body as he spoke.
Zhao Gangjun fell to the ground with an ouch, and the prison guard hit Zhao Gangjun with several sticks.
Another prison guard also used his baton to disperse the people in the melee.
"Asshole, this is the canteen, do you want to die?"
After the fat prison guard hit Zhao Gangjun a few times, he looked at Marco and said, "Marco, don't make trouble for me. If you want to make trouble, don't do it while I'm on duty!"
"I know, officer." Marco smiled, sat on a chair, looked at Zhao Gangjun, and said, "Officer, these two little guys are mine."
"No one said they weren't yours."
The fat prison guard curled his lips.
At this moment, one of Marco's men thrust something into the fat prison guard's hand.
The fat prison guard looked down at the dollar bills in his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Be careful next time. Jack and I will go smoke a cigarette later and finish it as soon as possible."
"OK."
Marco nodded.
"Fuck! You guys are in the same group!"
An Sizhao suddenly shouted and fell down.
The fat prison guard glanced at An Sizhao and said, "What did you say?"
"You are in a group, I saw you collecting money!! I want to report it to the warden!!" An Sizhao shouted loudly.
Everyone around looked at the fat prison guard.
The fat prison guard walked up to An Sizhao with a sullen face and said, "Say it again."
"Besides, it's the same, I saw it too!"
At this time, Zhao Gangjun suddenly shouted, "I also saw you collecting their money!!"
"You two are looking for death!"
The fat prison guard stood in front of An Sizhao. He held his baton and pointed it at An Sizhao and said, "I'll give you one last chance. Kneel down and say you didn't see anything."
"I just saw it!"
An Sizhao shouted loudly, "You took the money."
boom.
The fat prison guard's baton suddenly hit An Sizhao's belly, and then with a few more sticks, An Sizhao was knocked to the ground. His face was pale, and he looked at Zhao Gangjun, his eyes filled with grievances.
"I'm going to sue you!"
Zhao Gangjun shouted.
"Jack, it looks like someone wants to die."
The fat prison guard looked at the other prison guard, then turned his head.
The prison guard walked up to Zhao Gangjun, reached out and grabbed Zhao Gangjun's hand, and pulled Zhao Gangjun out of the cafeteria. The fat prison guard also grabbed An Sizhao, who had fallen to the ground, and walked out of the cafeteria.
"Poor kid, he's going to be beaten to death now."
Marco looked at Zhao Gangjun helplessly and shook his head.
Zhao Gangjun and An Sizhao were taken out of the canteen and then walked to the toilet nearby.
After all four people entered the toilet, the fat prison guard locked the door, then picked up a remote control-like thing on his waist and pressed it on the video probe in the toilet.
The probe was turned off.
"You two get ready to pray."
The fat prison guard took off his police uniform, stripped to the waist, and held a baton in his hand. He looked at Zhao Gangjun and An Sizhao and said, "I will beat the shit out of you two."