The atmosphere in the prison was very depressing, and Ye Qiu's absolute strength and bloody violence gave them enough shock.

"It seems to be a little bit crazy. Yin Zhihan raised his eyelids, he didn't pay attention to Ye Qiu just now, and he didn't see the whole process, so he was in a very relaxed mood, picked up a sharpened iron branch pressed under the pillow, and prepared to do it himself.

"No one in this detention center can challenge my authority, and now you can die. As soon as Yin Zhihan looked at Ye Qiu and was about to say something provocative, he felt that the eighth-level wind was blowing in his face, and his whole body was shrouded, so that he couldn't breathe.

"Dry ......"

Yin Zhihan said half a word, but before he spit it out, Ye Qiu's fist thundered and smashed on his face.

In order to establish his authority at the beginning and make them no longer have any desire to resist, Ye Qiu used twelve percent of his strength, I don't know how amazing, Yin Zhihan's jawbone was all shattered, his chin was crooked by three inches, and he became an ape with incomplete evolution, like the ugliest character in a zombie movie.

Salivation, snot, tears, and blood burst in the air, like the most disgusting rain and fog ever.

At the moment when the blood poured out, Ye Qiu grabbed his head and hit the steel pipe of the iron frame bed.

The steel pipe has nothing to do except for the dirty spots, and Yin Zhihan has something.

With a bang, a ball of blood burst out of Yin Zhihan's forehead, and the former cell boss fell softly, his nose had sunk into his face, and he could no longer tell whether it was a man or a woman, a person or a ghost. His whole body was convulsing, and after the blood in his mouth, a large white foam gushed out, and he was already unconscious.

Is he still a human being? A martial arts master who crossed over from which dynasty? I'm afraid that if he rushes up, he will only die even worse, not to mention that those people are already frightened, and no one dares to move the idea at all.

"Big brother!" The remaining nine people all knelt down, and some simply prostrate on the ground to express their loyalty to the boss who has newly ascended to the throne of Room 218 of Detention Center No. 1 - prison is the easiest place to lose self-esteem, there is no gold under the knees of men, some are just shit, everything is for survival.

Here, it's just fists and strength that stand for strength. Whoever has a hard fist is the new boss.

There was no need to be instructed, some people kept kowtowing to show their loyalty, and some people kicked the second cell head hard in order to show their determination to completely sever relations with the old forces. A thin face rummaged through the cabinets, found half of the Chinese cigarettes that had been treasured for several months, and respectfully handed them over, and said in the tone of a eunuch serving the emperor:

"Big brother, this is the collection of the younger brother, and I haven't been willing to ......" someone whispered: "Okay, the skinny monkey actually has private goods." ”

"Fuck off. ”

Thin Face was puzzled: "I can't even look down on China, this new big brother has a big appetite." But that is already his most precious thing, how can he give up easily, and continue to smile: "Big brother, my dad will send money at the end of the month, and I will definitely give you all the pocket money at that time, this cigarette will relieve your addiction first." ”

"You told you to get out of the way and didn't hear it?" Ye Qiu glanced at him and said in a cold voice.

The thin face didn't dare to say anything, and retreated. Everyone was pondering the thoughts of the new big brother, and a guy with a face like a donkey said in his heart: "He just came in from outside and spent all day drinking, do you think that he has been hungry like us for a year and a half, and he sees a cigarette butt like a dog that has seen?"

Thinking of this, the donkey-faced man leaned up with a shy face and said, "Big, big brother, Li Furong of No. 327 has good ventriloquism, and he is also handsome, why don't I let him practice for you when the wind is out at night, and relieve the fire?"

There are no women in the detention center, and it is good to say that they can get out in ten days and a half months after coming in, but those men who have been detained for a year or two have nowhere to vent their desires, except for the five girls, extremely hungry ~ thirsty to play the idea of the same sex, those fair-looking prisoners have been poisoned, none of them do not have sores, and some have been bullied by the cell boss to become special pets, but they are also like the boss's Xiaomi, enjoying a lot of special treatment.

"Damn, I said it twice, you haven't gotten out yet. Ye Qiu grabbed the head of the donkey-faced man and knocked the egg on the steel pipe, and the No. 208 prison was bloody again.

Seeing that the new prisoner was so violent, no one in the whole 218 came forward to send him to death.

Fortunately, it was Ye Qiu, if he had been replaced by other newcomers, I am afraid that he would have been tortured half to death by Yin Zhihan and them. 218 is known as the death cell of Prison No. 1, and the head of the entire prison, Yin Zhihan, is locked inside, and if he wants to rectify people, he will basically be sent here.

Except for Ye Qiu, a pervert, they have never missed. Today, however, Yin Zhihan was unconscious, and his life and death were uncertain; Li Guowei, the second cell leader, had his knee broken, his cheek toothbrush was pierced, and he was already fainting in pain; and another was lying on the cold ground for a long time and could not get up. There were a few people left, all of whom sat honestly at the head of the bed in the lower bunk. With a straight back and hands on your knees, even elementary school students are not so serious in class.

"Whose bunk is this?" Ye Qiu pointed to the cleanest bunk in the prison, glanced at the faces of those people, and asked.

"Mine. ”

As soon as Ye Qiu's words fell, the young man who had just beaten Yin Zhihan's back immediately stood up, just like a primary school student answering a question. However, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Ye Qiu at all.

"I requisitioned it today, can I?" Ye Qiu did it directly. "Yes, you can. The young man nodded again and again, the bed can be requisitioned by the new boss, that is worthy of him. With an extremely excited expression on his face, he continued: "Big brother, do you want me to give you a beating on the back." ”

"Roll ......"

The young man's mouth opened wide, and it immediately closed again.

Let's rest for the night, I can't get out, and it's not bad to be a cell boss here. Ye Qiu is a person with a very good mentality, he was beaten by the short man Jing Guan before, and at this time, he used all his strength for Liwei, but he was actually exhausted, just like a good night's sleep.

Today's Liwei in prison may have left an extremely deep impression on their hearts. Forgive them for not being able to play any moths. Besides, they have also seen their own methods, who dares to have any dissenting intentions?

Thinking of this, Ye Qiu didn't think much about it, jumped on the bed and lay down, and soon let out an even snoring sound.

Seeing the new boss fall asleep like this, several prisoners looked at each other. However, they did not dare to make any noise, for fear of disturbing the new boss to rest.

Seeing Ye Qiu's violence, they would not have the slightest hint of resistance.

Just when Ye Qiu was asleep, Lin Mingsheng, director of the Xicheng Police Bureau, dialed Wang Ning's phone with a humble expression.

"Wang Shao, everything is done. The phone was connected, and Lin Mingsheng respectfully reported: "I think, he will never see the sun tomorrow again." ”

"It's a pity, a talent. On this day next year, I'll burn two pieces of yellow paper for him. On the other end of the phone, Wang Ning's grim smile came. But soon, his voice changed, and he continued: "Uncle Lin, I'm sorry for you this time." I heard my dad say that if he goes up this time, he will let you take his place. ”

tried his best to please Wang Ning, didn't Lin Mingsheng want this result. Although he also understood that Wang Ning couldn't decide anything. But isn't the baby son who pleases his boss a disguised way of flattering his boss?

Lin Mingsheng immediately said a few words of gratitude, and then hung up the phone.

Wang Ning, who hung up the phone, touched the female model's chest with one hand, touched Qiao Ba with a wine glass with the other, and said, "Qiao Dashao, the person who beat you today is ...... dead."

"It's a pity...... Qiao Ba smiled faintly and drank the wine in the cup.

At this moment, Wang Ning's phone rang again......

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