After lighting up the speaker and taking a sip, Liu Shiba turned his head to look at Wu Shixun's deep eyes and thought about it:
"I think as long as people are alive, there is hope!"
Wu Shixun nodded approvingly, waved his hand, and said with a smile:
"Yes, there is hope for everyone while alive! But when you enter the gate of the black prison, you are no longer an ordinary person, you are already in the world.
There are no good people in the world. For example, Nose Ma, who used to sit at No. 4, is 61 years old. He has killed countless people in his life, climbed over walls and robbed countless treasuries.
He used to be the hammer general of 305, which means he specializes in teaching new criminals who come in and disobey."
Liu Shiba blinked his eyes strangely and said strangely:
"Isn't it Third Master who taught me the rules that day?"
Wu Shixun looked at Liu Shiba with a smile and sneered:
"Third gear, he basically doesn't do anything except go through the motions. This is status, status in the company.
If you want to sit in a higher position, you have to earn it and fight for yourself. The same principle applies outside.
Nose hair can't beat Tian Mingjian, so he can only sit in the fourth position, while Lao Tian is the third master. This is the difference.
There is nothing in the world that is easy to get, nor is it easy to get. It is like this here, and it will be like this when you leave this door.
If you don't go gambling, you will never have a chance. Now you occupy the position of that old guy with Nose Hair. If I think about it, he won't let it go. You can take care of yourself..."
After listening to Wu Shixun's words, Liu Shiba nodded thoughtfully.
"Brother, what about you? Why did you come in?"
When Wu Shixun heard this, his eyes suddenly darkened. After thinking about it, he still replied:
"Do you know who I am? Twenty years ago I was the underground boss of the entire Northeast, a controller like the Italian Godfather.
The underground forces in the entire three northeastern provinces are under my control, but I was unwilling to do something I didn't want to do with some people. As a result, I was framed and those people colluded with one of my brothers to betray me.
Then, I was caught and thrown into the black prison. I have been here for twenty years. What they want is some secrets in my hands..."
Liu Shiba's eyes widened when he heard this!
Those mysterious godfather figures have only been seen on TV before, but you didn't expect that you would meet a real person here?
How much energy does it take to control the underground forces in the entire three northeastern provinces?
Similarly, how terrifying are those who can capture him and send him to prison?
Liu Shiba knew that in the entire China, there were no more than five people in power who knew about the existence of the Black Prison...
Looking at Liu Shiba's confused eyes, Wu Shixun nodded and said with a sinister smile:
"You're right, the person who caught me here has very good hands and eyes, and even some powerful senior officials can't protect me.
However, they don't dare to kill me, after all, I still have a group of old brothers who are very brave."
Speaking of this, Wu Shixun's eyes revealed a cold and piercing murderous intent.
Liu Shiba's hair stood up, he clenched his fist involuntarily, and said in his heart:
Old Man Wu looked so friendly, but he didn't expect that he was so murderous. How many people would he have to kill?
Wu Shixun looked at Liu Shiba's hands without leaving a trace, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, and he said softly:
"Young man is a martial artist with good skills. Others may not be able to tell the difference, but in the eyes of me, Wu Shixun, he is not very good. Do you know why?"
Liu Shiba's eyes narrowed, as if he had lost his way:
"It's just some martial arts passed down from family. The moves to strengthen the body are of no use."
Wu Shixun nodded approvingly. This guy knew how to hide his secrets and was a good prospect.
Thinking of this, Wu Shixun said cautiously:
"Sometimes, rank does not represent strength. Although you have the foundation of a fourth-grade warrior, you lack the faith of a warrior.
You lack actual combat, you lack the heart to kill, and you lack the cruelty to die with the enemy.
Although I am a third-level warrior, my hand-to-hand combat skills are at their peak, and every move is designed to kill people.
Before I take action, I will not show murderous intent, nor will I imitate the idiots in movies and books and shout: Watch the move...
What I pursue is to kill you with one strike and kill you in the shortest, fastest and most effective way. This is the heart of a warrior."
"Brother, I feel a little breathless. Can you change the topic?"
"No, if you want to survive in the dark prison, you must adapt and learn. This is what the old man said..."
Wu Shixun was unmoved and smiled lightly.
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"On point."
Following Tian Mingjian's high-pitched shouts, several old guys who were bragging in the parade swarmed into the prison cell and sat down on the bunk, with wolf-like eyes flashing in their eyes.
It's time to eat, are you in a hurry?
As the saying goes: Prison food is delicious but hard to sit in prison...
Liu Shiba has just entered the black prison, and there is still some oil and water in his stomach, so he is not that eager for white rice.
But after a long time, you can't tell for sure.
If he had been living on water and soup for a year and a half, he would have turned into a ghost with green eyes.
I didn't pay attention when eating in the morning, and Liu Shiba had no appetite.
But now that it was lunch time, Liu Shiba saw a different approach.
On the paving board, Lu Xiaolin and Mu Yuzhou, who were sitting in the back, were spread with three pieces of white cloth, each piece of white cloth being about two meters apart.
On the first piece of white cloth, closest to the iron gate in front, there were three people sitting around: the uncle, the second uncle, and the third uncle;
The second piece of white cloth also surrounded three people. Sitting in the fourth position were Liu Shiba, Nose Hair, and Zhou Dongsheng.
On the third piece of white cloth, the last four people sat around, including Zan Xiong, Mu Yuzhou, Lu Xiaolin, plus Fan Heping, who was pushed to seventh place by Liu Shiba!
Fan Heping had a gloomy face, and his eyes were filled with sinisterness, as he stared at Liu Shiba from afar...
Liu Shiba couldn't help but secretly sigh, it was so clear-cut and hierarchical, even the meals were divided into three different classes, so the treatment must be slightly different, right?
"Liu Shiba, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry and get Third Master over here. Look, Zhu Yingtai in our dream is coming over soon. Hurry up and bring the food!"
Liu Shiba was observing carefully and was immediately frightened by Tian Mingjian's voice, which was full of buds.
What is Zhu Yingtai in the dream?
A fat pig-like, neither-male nor female monster?
Listening to the sound of iron wheels getting closer and closer outside the iron gate, Liu Shiba was suffering in his heart.
Liu Shiba's heart went crazy when he thought of those fat, oily lips.
What is this thing called?
In the prison cell, why do you still have to be beautiful~ a man trick?
Isn't this a scam?
Thinking of this, Liu Shiba couldn't help lowering his head with a sad face, staring at the instep of his feet, cursing in his heart:
"Fat pig, you have to die ten thousand times..."
The strange thing is that Zhu Yingtai did not embarrass Liu Shiba today. She threw the food in and left quickly...
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