Brother Tian was also a little nervous and 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 the prison guards 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 pay attention to restraint in the future. Use less hands to masturbate, eat less Brother Wei, and take more supplements. Otherwise, you will do it again."
"Thank you, thank you." Brother Tian became excited, and he clearly felt that there was already a reaction below.
He couldn't wait to find a corner to watch movies and see if he could get hard.
The others were a little confused looking at Brother Tian's excited expression.
I just got an injection, and I haven’t gone to find a woman yet, so it’s fine? Isn’t this really 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 quickly put away his gun and 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?"
All the prison guards 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, drinking wine with the other, and still had cigarettes on his ears. If the handcuffs on his hands weren't a little glaring, people who didn't know might have thought that this was some leader coming to inspect.
Woolen cloth.
When Wang Fan heard the symptoms of these people, especially the last one, who wanted to have sex with a woman whenever he saw her, 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 really 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, get some rest." The expressions of the eight prison guards looking at Wang Fan were as if they were looking at their own father, without the harshness from 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 prison guards overturned their previous evaluation of Wang Fan and began to feel sorry for Wang Fan.
They had been in prison for so long and had never seen anything. In their opinion, Wang Fan must have been wrongly accused.
In the prison room, Wang Fan listened to the prison guards, 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.
A suspect, who has not even been convicted yet, is imprisoned in the famous Beicheng Prison. Is this a joke?
However, when she knew that Wang Fan was imprisoned in Beicheng Prison, it was already too late. Wang Fan had already been imprisoned.
Beicheng Prison has an unwritten rule that no prisoners are allowed to be released during this period from 8pm to 8am.
Because all the criminals in Beicheng Prison have great powers, if there are prisoners coming in and out during these times, it is easy to cause unrest and even give other prisoners a chance to escape.
Once upon a time, there was a criminal who committed murder and escaped from prison while others were being released, causing a sensation.
Mo Wenrou felt very uneasy because no one knew what would happen this night.
Of course, there is also good news, that is, after Mo Wenrou's dealings and operations, Wang Fan's case has been finalized, and he can be released at any time after paying the bail.
However, this good news will also have to wait until Wang Fan survives tonight.
Wang Fan, can you really survive this?
Mo Wenrou felt unsure.
At the same time, Song Shaojun was also drinking and singing with Yi Mingjie.
"Have everything been arranged? Wang Fan's case has been finalized and he will be released at eight o'clock tomorrow morning! I don't want to see him leave Beicheng Prison alive, do you understand?"
Song Shaojun looked at Yi Mingjie and said with a gloomy expression.
Wang Fan is a thorn in his heart, and he will never allow Wang Fan to be released or come out alive until he gets rid of his unhappiness.
Although Song Shaojun believed that with his arrangement, Wang Fan was almost certain to die. But if Yi Mingjie was added to the mix, it would be double insurance.
After all, Yi Mingjie is also the eldest son of Jinzhou, and his energy cannot be underestimated.
"Don't worry, Mr. Song, I've made all the arrangements. Wang Fan, he will never see the sun tomorrow!" 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!"
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In Beicheng Prison, Wang Fan didn't know the ups and downs outside. He had completely fallen asleep and slept soundly.
Outside, of the eight prison guards, only four were left to keep watch, while the other four also lay down on the table and began to take a nap.
At a certain moment, an invisible thick smoke suddenly drifted in. The four prison guards on guard shook their heads, yawned, and then fell limply to the ground.
At the same time, a figure wrapped in a black robe suddenly flashed in.
He didn't even look at the eight prison guards who fell to the ground, and ran directly towards the prison room where Wang Fan was.