Han Sanqian never left his room until the day Han Cheng was buried.
The ashes and even the phase of Han Cheng were carried by the bodyguards of the Han family. Han Jun and Han Sanqian were still not recognized by Nangong Qianqiu without parole and were still not qualified to see Han Cheng off.
In Nangong Qianqiu's eyes, Han Sanqian was no longer a member of the Han family. He was only of some use value, so he was qualified to return to Yanjing.
A few days later, Han Cheng's funeral ended, and Nangong Qianqiu personally came to the door of Han Sanqian's room.
"You unfilial thing, why don't you come out and see me." Nangong Qianqiu said sternly, leaning on a crutch.
Han Sanqian opened the door and said with a cold expression: "I'm not from the Han family, so how can I be unfilial?"
Nangong Qianqiu said with a cold face: "Han Jun wants to see you because of his brotherly relationship with you. You should be happy to have such a brother."
Han Sanqian laughed. What a high-sounding reason. Even at this time, Nangong Qianqiu still placed Han Jun in a very high position.
He left the house without saying a word and got into the car.
After the car drove away, Shi Jing's ominous premonition became stronger and stronger. She always felt that something big was about to happen, and her eyelids jumped.
"Mom, will something happen?" Shi Jing asked Nangong Qianqiu.
Nangong Qianqiu smiled coldly and said: "Who can tell the difference between the two of them except us? Stop worrying and go make a meal. My good grandson hasn't had a delicious meal for a long time."
Qincheng is known as one of the largest prisons in China and is heavily guarded.
When Han Sanqian arrived in Qincheng, Nangong Qianqiu had already bribed someone and directly led Han Sanqian into a private visiting room.
Only people with special conditions can use this place, and there will be no monitoring equipment. It is the biggest loophole opened up by money in Qincheng. Even some people imprisoned here will have young women come to visit them regularly, which can satisfy their needs.
All the needs of those people.
After Han Sanqian walked into the visiting room, he smelled a refreshing fragrance. It was so light that people couldn't help but want to take a few more breaths.
Within a few minutes, Han Jun, dressed in prison uniform, appeared in front of Han Sanqian.
"Han Sanqian, you're finally here. Damn it, you're almost as happy as you are outside." The Han family did not regard Han Sanqian as a relative, and Han Jun naturally did not regard him as his younger brother.
Being brainwashed by Nangong Qianqiu, Han Jun even regarded Han Sanqian as an enemy.
This time, he proposed the plan to let Han Sanqian go to jail instead of him. He naturally felt that Han Sanqian should replace him, because only he can support the Han family, and what qualifications does Han Sanqian have?
"If you fart, let it go." Han Sanqian said.
Han Jun smiled, looking like a playboy, and said, "Why are you talking to me? Don't you still know what your fucking status is in the family?"
Domineering, arrogant and arrogant, Han Jun possesses all the unscrupulous qualities of a rich second generation. For such a person, Nangong Qianqiu is really blind to regard him as the heir of the Han family.
"Have you forgotten that I am no longer a member of the Han family?" Han Sanqian said.
"Yes." Han Jun laughed and said, "I really forgot, you go to... Yuncheng, right? You married into some bullshit Su family, and you became a famous wimp. My
Good brother, you really live up to expectations, you have indeed made a name for yourself with the name of a loser, you must never mention that you are a member of the Han family, our Han family cannot afford to be embarrassed by this."
"Did you call me here just to humiliate me?" Han Sanqian said.
Han Jun frowned, why hasn't the effect of the medicine taken effect yet? The faint fragrance in the visiting room was the Ecstasy incense that Nangong Qianqiu had prepared in advance. Logically speaking, after so much delay, it should almost take effect.
"I just want to see what level of waste you are now." Han Jun said.
At this time, Han Sanqian suddenly frowned, a sense of weakness radiated from his limbs, and his head suddenly felt dizzy.
Putting his hands on the table, Han Sanqian gritted his teeth and said, "Nangong Qianqiu really did not disappoint me."
Seeing the changes in Han Sanqian, Han Jun knew that the effect of the medicine had been reflected, and now Han Sanqian should be in a weak state.
He stood up and walked to Han Sanqian. Han Jun kicked Han Sanqian and cursed, "You should have come to jail for me a long time ago. You have caused me so much suffering."
After saying that, Han Jun punched and kicked Han Sanqian.
With Han Sanqian's strength, a waste like Han Jun can be dealt with with one fist, but Han Sanqian is now unable to exert any strength in his whole body and can only be at his mercy.
"Han Sanqian, do you know that your greatest value is the substitute you can become? Grandma said you were a traitor, so she kicked you out of the Han family. As long as you are here, the entire Han family will be destroyed by you.
In hand."
Han Jun stepped on Han Sanqian's face and continued condescendingly: "You are so damn pathetic, you don't even have your own life. We were both born from the same mother's womb, but our status in the Han family is
, but it’s the difference between cloud and mud, do you want to know the reason?”
Han Sanqian's eyes became blurry and blurred, and Han Jun's voice became intermittent. In the end, he only remembered that Han Jun took off his clothes and put him into prison clothes.
This move turned Han Sanqian into Han Jun.
When Han Sanqian woke up, he was already in the prison cell. A large room for twelve people was inhabited by people who had been imprisoned for various reasons.
Sitting up with his head covered, Han Sanqian felt his shoulder being kicked hard, and then he heard a scolding voice coming from his ear: "Han Jun, you slept so damn well, okay?
Go to the toilet."
Han Sanqian rubbed his shoulders. It seemed that Han Jun was not doing well in prison. It was his turn to clean the toilet.
Han Jun's life in prison was indeed miserable. Beatings every three days were commonplace, and cleaning toilets was almost a daily task. Sometimes the boss in this big cell was constipated, and he had to squat beside him.
, while rubbing the boss’s belly, it can be said that his life is worse than that of a pig or a dog.
"From today onwards, we will stay on the same page as the river. It's best not to provoke me." Han Sanqian said coldly.
"Damn it, you've got a fucking temper."
"Han Jun, why are you sleeping in your head? Do you want to be beaten again?"
"Damn it, if you don't have a roof over your head for three days, give me a beating first."
Seven or eight people in the big room surrounded Han Sanqian. A man who looked like a boss looked at the upcoming fight with a smile. For him, this was a rare way to relieve his boredom, but it was a pity that Han Jun was too useless.
Every time, I cry and beg for mercy, without any new ideas.
Han Sanqian looked at the people gathered around him and said calmly: "Don't blame me for not reminding you."
Suddenly, wailing screams of pain could be heard in the big room.
How do those people who have always treated Han Jun as trash know that they are facing Han Sanqian now? He is not the trash that Han Jun can be bullied.
The boss, who was sitting firmly on the fishing platform watching the show, found that everyone fell to the ground in less than a minute, dumbfounded.
"this......"
"Damn it, boss, what kind of medicine did Han Jun take today to make him so powerful?"
"Boss, what should we do? We can't defeat him."
When the boss saw Han Sanqian walking towards him, his heart trembled and he threatened Han Sanqian: "Han Jun, if you don't want to die, just clean the toilet for me."
Han Sanqian ignored him and continued walking towards him.
This made the boss of the big house a little panicked. He had never beaten such a group of people before, why should he be hammered to death?
"Han Jun, you...what do you want to do!" the boss said in fear.
"Are you the most powerful person in this big room?" Han Sanqian asked.
"Yes." After saying this word, the boss quickly slapped himself several times and said: "No, no, you are the boss, you are the boss."
Han Sanqian nodded with satisfaction and said, "You know I am the boss, but you still don't clean the toilet."
"By the way, what's your name?" Han Sanqian asked.
"Guan, Guan Yong, my name is Guan Yong."
In less than ten minutes, Han Sanqian reversed his position in the big room. Han Jun, who was expecting Han Sanqian to be beaten violently inside, never imagined this scene in his dreams.
