Tu Erdao and the others went out to work and did not come back until half past five in the evening. Then they started to have dinner. Naturally, Ximen Lang still ate the food he had in stock.
At 6:30, he asked guard Zhao on the night shift for instructions. Accompanied by Niu Debao, he went to the grocery store inside the detention center to buy toothpaste, soap, towels, toilet paper and other daily necessities, and also bought a box of instant noodles. He discovered this when he paid with a big card.
, the prices of items here are basically three to four times that of supermarkets outside, which is a huge profit. It seems that the prisoners’ money is very easy to make, because this is the only one, there is no semicolon, you have to spend everything you want here, it’s not worth it at all
There is competition.
Niu Debao seemed to be his follower, holding a lot of things, while he himself took nothing, as leisurely as a young master. After buying enough things, the two of them returned to the prison cell.
Of course, Ximenlang didn't let him suffer in vain. He opened the box of Master Kong instant noodles, took out five packets and stuffed them into Niu Debao's arms, "This is for you."
Niu Debaole couldn't help it. You should know that these five packs of instant noodles are not a big deal outside, but they are extremely precious in the detention center. He kept expressing his gratitude, "Thank you, boss, I really appreciate it..."
At around eight o'clock, the large iron door of the cell opened, and Guard Zhao came in and shouted: "1586, get out of the queue."
A group of old prisoners looked over and marveled in their hearts. The new boss was so awesome that he didn't even bother to discipline him.
When Niu Debao saw his new boss still sitting on the bed unmoved, he hurriedly went over to poke him and said, "Boss, the guard is calling you."
"Ah..." Ximenlang suddenly realized that he was now 1586, sweat! He stood up and shouted "Here."
Guard Zhao said seriously: "If someone wants to see you, come with me."
Ximenlang was confused, it was so late, who wanted to see me? He followed Guard Zhao out of the cell, walked through the corridor, went up the stairs, and came to the door of a room on the third floor. There was a hanging above the door.
There are three words written on the sign, "Director's Office."
Guard Zhao knocked on the door and heard the voice of "come in" from inside. He opened the door, turned to Ximen Lang and said, "Come in with me."
The office is decorated in a very grand style, which is in sharp contrast with the prison cell. Sitting behind the desk is a middle-aged man in police uniform, Mu Zhengrong, the director of the Shijing Detention Center. Sitting on the sofa is a young man, Wang Zhijun.
, he stood up happily when he saw Ximen Lang coming in.
Guard Zhao said: "Director Mu, 1586 brought it."
Mu Zhengrong waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go out first." When Inspector Zhao went out, he looked over Ximen Lang and said with a smile, "Zhijun, is this your friend?"
Wang Zhijun said: "Yes, that's him, my life and death friend. Brother Mu, can I take him away now?"
Mu Zhengrong's face became serious and said: "Zhijun, I am taking a lot of risks by doing this. You have to promise not to make any mistakes after taking him out. Also, you must take him out before six o'clock tomorrow morning."
Bring it back."
Wang Zhijun nodded solemnly, "Brother Mu, don't worry, I'm just taking him out to relax, and I will bring him back before six o'clock tomorrow morning."
Mu Zhengrong said: "That's good, I will hand him over to you now."
Wang Zhijun turned around and said, "Ximen, let's go."
Ximenlang looked at the director and asked, "Director, can I follow him?"
Mu Zhengrong nodded and warned: "Go, but you must be self-disciplined and don't make any mistakes while you are out, otherwise no one can protect you."
"I understand, thank you, Director."
Ximen Lang excitedly followed Wang Zhijun out. The two of them left the building and got into the broken jeep. Wang Zhijun started the car, drove out of the detention center compound, turned onto the highway, and drove towards the city.
"Ximen, where do you want to go? Are you going to a nightclub or a bar?" Wang Zhijun asked excitedly.
Ximenlang smiled and said: "Zhijun, if I really have you, you can get me out of here. Are you on good terms with Director Mu?"
"What kind of friendship he has with me, a small policeman, is mainly because of the face of our old man. He is my father's student. I didn't know that he was the head of the Shijing Detention Center before, so I asked our director to find out.
I knew it was him here, so I came to look for him. Unexpectedly, it was okay, he was very considerate and directly agreed to let me bring you out."
"That's what happened. It's all thanks to you."
"Don't say that, it's a joke. How about the smoked chicken and pig's trotters during the day?"
Ximenlang suddenly realized, "Haha, you brought that to me. You are the only one who came up with such a brilliant idea to put Wuliangye into mineral water bottles."
"I know you're good at it, but you're not allowed to bring alcohol in, and bringing food in has been specially approved by the director, so I had to improvise and come up with this idea."
"That's awesome. Zhijun, please lend me your phone to make a call. I have something to do."
Wang Zhijun took out his cell phone and handed it over, "Here you go."
Ximenlang took it and dialed Fatty Han's phone number, "Fatty, it's me."
Fatty Han shouted in surprise, "Brother Lang, where are you? Have you been released from the police?"
"Well, I'm outside now. How is the situation in the gang? Nothing happened?"
"No, everything is normal." Fatty Han couldn't suppress his excitement and said, "Brother Lang, I have good news for you."
Ximen Lang asked with great interest: "What's the good news? Tell me about it."
"Ronnie caught Huang Mao and locked him up in the warehouse."
Ximen Lang said in surprise: "Really? That's great. Fatty, please quickly inform Xuanyuan Mo and others and ask all the brothers to gather at the warehouse. I'm going to hold the first meeting of the gang."
"I understand, Brother Lang, I will arrange it."
After Ximenlang hung up the phone, he returned the phone to Wang Zhijun and said, "Let's go to Zhaxing District first. I have something to do."
Wang Zhijun nodded, "Okay, no problem."
The off-road vehicle was speeding along the road. Wang Zhijun asked with great interest: "What, you formed a gang?"
Ximenlang smiled and said: "It's just nonsense. The organization established in Nanfeng High School is called the Julang Gang, and it has less than two hundred people under its command."
Wang Zhijun said in surprise: "Okay, the scale is not small, it's great."
"Although there are a lot of people, they are all students. It's okay to act arrogantly in school, but once they go out into society, it probably won't be easy."
Wang Zhijun shook his head, "Don't say that, you are looking down on the students. Let me tell you, these 18 or 19-year-old students are ruthless. They do things regardless of the consequences. They have the energy of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. If they are trained
If you train them, they will become a new force in Heshuo Black Tao in the future. The future of your Julang Gang is limitless."
Ximen Lang chuckled, "I hope so. If possible, I would like to take this opportunity to try my luck on Heshuo Road. But no one knows what the outcome will be."
Wang Zhijun held the steering wheel with one hand and made a fist with the other, encouraging him and saying: "Simon, go ahead and do it boldly. I will support you with all my strength. I also believe that you will succeed."
Ximenlang nodded happily, "I will do it. Life can only have a few fights, and the good time cannot be wasted. I want to create my own underground kingdom!"