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Chapter 342 Fourth District Nine

Wen Laoer returned to his cell under the watch of the prison guards and looked up at the sign on the door: Cell Six.

He has been here for a while, and this guy's personality is destined to quickly create a fierce fight with the people in the prison, especially the boss of their sixth dormitory, Han Siqiang.

Han Siqiang has long heard of Wen Laoer's name, and Long Heng was a well-known underworld organization in the past.

Han Siqiang was transferred from a prison in another place. He actually abided by the rules. Apart from squeezing out some money, he was not as unscrupulous as Kun Peng and Song Zhenyu.

Just as they were about to go to work, Han Siqiang saw Wen Laoer appear at the door of the prison cell and stopped walking out.

"What? Are you back?" Han Siqiang smiled, with wrinkles on his face.

This man is in his forties, but he looks very much like he is sixty years old.

"I'm so numb! I'm suffocated in there!" Wen Laoer sat down and took the cigarette handed over by Han Siqiang.

"The trumpet is not comfortable. Please be more careful in the future and be more careful with your words. Wouldn't it be unfair to just go in like this?" Han Siqiang felt angry and funny about this guy. No one has ever been detained three times in fifteen days.

Wen Laoer rubbed his hands and lit the cigarette, and hummed: "I've had this problem for many years, and I can't change it even if I want to. I didn't expect that even speaking is restricted in this damn place."

After Mr. Wen came in, he repeatedly mentioned the shortcomings of the prison, which was completely different from the luxurious life in the past, and even cursed the prison guards.

"Don't keep thinking about the outside. We are inside now. Everything is explained very clearly. Just pay attention." Han Siqiang kept laughing. His face seemed to be separated from the flesh on his face, with dense wrinkles.

There are also some small bumps, which are uglier than the skin of an old cucumber.

The type of Han's top four is the same as what Li Sheng said. He did not come to serve a sentence, let alone undergo labor reform, but came to make money.

This man is familiar to almost everyone in charge. It is said that he has great magical powers. As long as you can get the money, tell him what you want to buy and he will definitely be able to do it.

For example, the wine that Kunpeng and the others drink is simply not available to ordinary people. Drinking in prison is against discipline, and in serious cases, the sentence may even be increased.

Han Siqiang will not worry about this. He has a wide range of avenues, all important roads are open, and his financial resources are constant.

Although he is a bit lean, his skills are not bad. Previously, the eldest brothers in each house were not familiar with each other. When there was a conflict between the prisoners in the fifth house and the sixth house, the boss would naturally come forward.

The top four Koreans competed with Song Zhenyu. They were evenly matched and couldn't tell the winner.

Wen Laoer was smoking a cigarette, his thick eyebrows knitted together.

"What are you thinking about?" Han Siqiang saw that he seemed to have something on his mind and couldn't help but ask.

Wen Laoer glanced at him: "I don't know what's going on with my eldest brother. Get me two bottles of good wine. I want to see him."

Zheng Tianyu and Wen Lao'er are not in the same prison cell. Since coming in, Wen Lao'er has been locked up in a small cell for three days. So far, he has never seen Zheng Tianyu's face.

"I'll cover it." Han Siqiang agreed without saying a word about money.

This doesn't seem to be his style. People who get into money won't get a penny in vain.

"You just came out, let me tell you something. We had some trouble here. Kun Peng and Song Zhenyu were beaten up. I heard they were quite embarrassed." Han Qiang was well-informed and heard the news early this morning.

Wen Laoer glared with a pair of tiger eyes: "Are you talking about the platoon leader of the second and fifth houses?"

Han Siqiang nodded, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. When he wasn't smiling, he still looked much younger.

"Aren't those two guys pretty powerful? Two of them were beaten?" Wen Laoer could hardly believe his ears.

Han Siqiang nodded and said: "I've heard about it too. You know this kind of thing is sealed very tightly, and most people can't even hear the wind. I'm also confused. It's said that they were beaten by one person. Two people were beaten by one person.

It’s a bit unreal that people have to deal with them! Based on my understanding of them, they are both top-notch strong players, but now they are both staying in the hospital, which is really unbelievable.”

Wen Laoer suddenly understood and laughed: "I understand! No wonder! It must be him!"

"Who is it?" Han Siqiang didn't expect that Wen Laoer knew anyone else in the prison. Besides, he had never walked through the door or seen anyone since he arrived.

Wen Laoer cleared his throat: "That friend of mine must have done it! When I came out of the dormitory this morning, he happened to go in, grandma's!"

"Who?" Han Siqiang was even more confused. He hadn't heard that a powerful character had come to the prison recently.

Wen Laoer patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry about it, that's right! This kid is bloody and can cause chaos wherever he goes. Let me tell you, don't talk about that Kunpeng plus Song Zhenyu, it's just

The next two may not be his opponents."

Han Siqiang clicked his tongue repeatedly, Wen Laoer didn't want to say more, and he couldn't ask more questions, so he secretly noted this down and waited for someone to ask him about it.

Wen Laoer slept in the prison cell for a whole day, and Han Siqiang helped him keep it safe so that no one else would know.

When night fell, Han Siqiang woke him up and found two bottles of good wine and some cooked food from a black bag.

Wen Laoer's eyes lit up as soon as he saw it. It had been so long since he came in that he hadn't encountered any oil stars, let alone wine.

"Okay you!" Haha smiled, then asked with a bad smile: "Then can you find two girls for me to make myself comfortable? Money, easy to discuss."

"Come on! It's easy to talk about anything except this. Don't even think about that thing." Han Siqiang glanced at the wall clock, pointed at the dark night outside, and reminded: "It's time to call it a day. In this way, you put your

Big brother asked me to come here, this place is safe, I guarantee the police will not come in."

Wen Laoer believes in him. There is no doubt that the top four Han people have extraordinary abilities.

He called Zheng Tianyu by the pool and pulled him to Liushe.

"Brother, I have something delicious, let's drink some." The person Wen Lao Er has been most afraid of for so many years is Zheng Tianyu, who always behaves well around him.

Zheng Tianyu is already tall and strong, and with a fierce look on his face, now that he has shaved his head, he looks even more severe.

Following him to the Sixth House, a table was already filled with wine and food.

"Do you want to be punished? Isn't being locked up in the cell enough?" Zheng Tianyu knew that Wen Laoer's character was a model of incorrigibility despite repeated admonitions.

"Brother, don't worry, this place is safe enough! By the way, how do you know about my ban?" Wen Laoer touched his bare head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I know even if you fart." Zheng Tianyu approached the dining table and sat down directly.

"Brother, let me introduce you. This is Han Siqiang, my former classmate." Wen Laoer pointed at Han Siqiang and introduced to Zheng Tianyu.

"Brother!" Han Siqiang shouted respectfully, not at all like the boss of the prison cell.

He had never seen Zheng Tianyu before, but when he saw him today, he felt that he was really domineering.

Zheng Tianyu hummed, took the wine handed over by Wen Laoer, and took a long sip.

"Brother, does Wang Qiao feel sorry for you?" Han Siqiang helped him pick up some food.

Wang Qiao is the boss of the fourth prison cell, and Han Siqiang has a normal relationship with him.

"Wang Qiao? Not yet! No matter who the hell is the boss or the second child, that kid dares to come to me for trouble? I can't beat him to death!" Zheng Tianyu took another sip of wine. He liked the taste of alcohol very much.

Han Siqiang glanced at Wen Laoer and smiled secretly.

Few people in this prison know Zheng Tianyu's name. Wang Qiao lives in prison all year round and knows nothing about what is going on outside.

"It's better not to make things too angry. Harmony brings wealth!" Han Siqiang toasted frequently, looking back at the prisoners who had fallen asleep from time to time, asking them to sleep peacefully. No matter what they say, they must go into the left ear and the right ear.

out.

Zheng Tianyu seemed to have something on his mind all the time, a gloomy look flashed across his face, which made people feel intimidated.

Wen Laoer and Han Siqiang didn't dare to say anything more, they just toasted and served vegetables.

After five rounds of drinking, Zheng Tianyu's expression finally softened a lot.

"Brother, did you hear what happened this morning?" Han Siqiang was still thinking about what happened to Kun Peng and Song Zhenyu. These two people were too quarrelsome. Who did they offend that led to their current ending?

Zheng Tianyu nodded: "I heard some rumors that a new prisoner in the second dormitory beat the two of them. What a fucking waste, who is the boss of the prison cell?"

Wen Laoer smiled slightly, came closer and said to Zheng Tianyu: "Brother, you can't even dream of who the new prisoner is."

"Stop being so fucking mysterious, who is it?" Zheng Tianyu looked impatient. Everything had been restricted since he came in. He was used to freedom and felt very uncomfortable.

"Du Feng!" Wen Lao Er reported his name: "The boy was caught in the cell this morning. When I came out, I happened to meet him going in. But I am not 100% sure, but I am 100% sure.

Ninety-nine percent of it was his doing."

After Zheng Tianyu heard Du Feng's name, he still didn't put down the wine glass in his hand, and his face, which had been good just now, suddenly turned cloudy again.

"He went to jail? Okay! He is asking for his own death. I don't care if he is an undercover agent or if he really committed a crime. I will deal with him first when he comes out."

After pouring a glass of wine, Zheng Tianyu's face turned red.

"No, let's make things clear first. This kid has a blood feud with us, but we don't have to kill him!" Wen Laoer frowned. Zheng Tianyu hated Du Feng from beginning to end, and every time

When I heard his name, I almost wanted to tear him to pieces.

"What is there to say? He also ruined my family, made me go to jail, and made my life fall apart. What is there to say?" Zheng Tianyu threw the wine glass in his hand, stood up and walked out of the prison cell.

Wen Laoer and Han Siqiang looked at each other. Zheng Tianyu's temper became more violent day by day, and no one could control it.

"The sea! I think it's better not to let your friend meet the eldest brother, otherwise it will be very difficult!" Han Siqiang wiped his sweat. Zheng Tianyu stayed here for an hour, and he was always in a state of nervousness.
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