Listening to the old men full of trumpets, full of wine and food, singing a minor tune, Liu Eighteen has a black line, what is this Nima singing?

Tian Mingjian was shirtless, pulling his throat and howling:

"Sister-in-law Aqing, the span is full of hair! I think at the beginning, Lao Tzu's team had just opened, and more than a dozen people came with seven or eight guns.

I was dizzy when the imperial army chased me, and thanks to Sister-in-law Aqing, I was hidden under the bed ......"

Lu Xiaolin also echoed the roar:

"Majestic, high-spirited, across the Yalu River! Drinking and eating meat, drinking and smiling!

Go to the park during the day, sleep at night, back to back, meat to meat, a few forks in the ......"

The old man also hummed a minor tune that he didn't know where he learned:

"Little girl, get up early in the morning in the thatched house, there is someone in the thatched house, there is no way, so I have to pull it in my pants......"

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Liu Eighteen's face was pale, the tip of his nose was sweaty, and everyone was deep......

At this time, a deep bass voice gradually sounded, and the person who sang was Wu Shixun, who had gray temples.

For some reason, hearing Wu Shixun's singing, Liu Shibai felt inexplicably sad and depressed.

There was a tacit understanding, and everyone in the number shut up silently, listening to Wu Shixun's deep singing echoing in cell 306, and everyone's expressions were full of sadness......

"When I was in the Black Prison Reform...... I met a group of people from my hometown......

It's all because of the pressure of life to be that cute thug......

How sorrowful is my heart, O son of freedom, whose tears of remorse have drenched my garments......

Thinking of his father and mother, wanting to break his intestines, the child has been lying on the floor for countless nights, losing the care of his relatives, how sad it is in my heart......

The autumn breeze is cool, the autumn rain is sad, the autumn wind and autumn rain accompany the children to go in all directions, why can't you see it, the child's father and mother ......"

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A deep singing voice echoed in the cell!

Secretly wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, Liu Shibai stared at the gray-haired old men infected by the singing in the trumpet, these giants of the rivers and lakes, everyone had red eyes.

Liu 18 couldn't help but sigh lightly, and sighed in his heart:

"At the beginning of a person, his surname is good! Although he has done many evils, he is not a person with a surname? The heroes of the rivers and lakes are only to blame for taking the wrong path!"

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The time in the black prison passed quickly, and after getting up from a nap the next day, Liu 18 habitually lit a loudspeaker, and after a few strokes, he heard the sound of leather shoes knocking on the ground in the corridor outside the prison barn.

It is estimated that it is to bring up the discipline of Luo Zhan, the king of Luo Yan.

At this point, Liu Shibai was a little nervous, he had never experienced such a thing. Even with a stunt, it feels a little unnatural.

This time I went out to seek the welfare of these idle old men, and also to earn face for disciplining Luo Zhan, thinking of this Liu Shiba's palms sweating slightly.

The sound of leather shoes stopped at the door of cell 305, Luo Zhan was still wearing a black camouflage uniform, a cigarette in his mouth, and a bunch of keys in his hand jingled.

Luo Shixue looked at the number meaningfully, and his eyes quickly swept over everyone, but he stayed on Wu Shixun for a few seconds, and then turned to Liu Shiba, and said coldly:

"Go out for a meeting immediately, Liu Shiba, if you don't want to go, you can not go. ”

Liu Eighteen looked at Luo Zhan in surprise, frowned and said:

"Of course I have to go, I am the master of this cell, maybe this is my responsibility, open the door. ”

Seeing Liu Eighteen's decision, Luo Zhan nodded and didn't say anything, and opened the iron door silently.

Silently followed Luo Zhan to the door of cell 304, and Liu Shibai glanced in casually.

The layout of 304 is no different from that of 305, and the number of people is about ten.

After the iron door was opened, an old man about sixty years old with a fierce face came out, with muscles bulging all over his body, and at first glance he looked like a humanoid tank.

The old man who walked out of the iron gate turned his face to see Liu Eighteen, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said with a cruel smile:

"Discipline Luo, who is this little white face with fine skin and tender meat?"

Luo Zhan didn't look back, and said as he walked:

"Wu Shixun was trampled flat, his name is Liu Eighteen, and he is the first master of 305. ”

When the sturdy old man heard what Luo Zhan said, his eyes widened, he looked Liu Shibai up and down, and said contemptuously:

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the little white face can be on the top, is it by selling the meat on the pier?"

Hearing the old man's disrespectful words, Liu Shiba's face was a little unpleasant, and he said coldly:

"Wait until you get to the bottom of it!"

When the old man heard Liu Shiba's words, he was obviously a little uncomfortable, his face was not good-looking, and he couldn't help but show a fierce light on his face, and used his two palms to strangle his finger bones to crackle.

Then, the old man raised his fist and shook it on Liu Shiba's face, and said with a vicious smile:

"Little white face, Uncle will let you know later, the sitting dun meat is not so easy to sell, he is young, and he speaks so impulsively?"

Liu Shibai didn't bother to speak, looked to the side with a cold face, and silently followed Luo Zhan to continue walking.

In a short time, Luo Zhan was followed by five people.

Four of the five people are burly old men, and compared with them, Liu Shibai is a white-faced scholar.

Several old men looked at Liu Shibai curiously and whispered.

After a while, Luo Zhan took Liu 18 and the other five prison cell bosses to a warehouse.

The roof of the warehouse is brightly lit and the size is about 200 square meters.

When he arrived in the warehouse, Luo Zhan squinted and turned around the five people, and said lightly:

"Except for 305 Liu Eighteen new positions, several of you are veterans.

Not much to say, there are no rules in this warehouse, there is only one, you can't interrupt the breath, otherwise I'll kill you all, understand?"

Speaking of this, Luo Zhan's eyes deliberately looked at Liu Eighteen a few more times, and asked again:

"Again, is there anyone who wants to quit?"

One of them, a five-short-bodied, sturdy old man, laughed wildly:

"Luo Guanjiao, since you are here, how can anyone quit? Wouldn't it be a loss of face for our Jianghu people?

The little white face named Liu Eighteen, we lightly attacked him, Guan Bao did not lack arms and legs. ”

When Luo Zhan heard this, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but move, and he said in his heart:

A few of you used to work alone, but I'm afraid that two of you won't be Wu Shixun's opponent if you fight one.

Which time, didn't the four of you put Wu Shixun down first, and then decided the winner in the end?

Even Wu Shixun, who is strong in close combat, is now like a grandson, squatting in the prison cell, where is this kid so simple?

Thinking of this, Luo Zhan nodded and said with a smile:

"Then I'll go to the toilet and open the door for you in ten minutes. ”

After speaking, Luo Zhan walked out of the warehouse with his hands behind his back and walked out of the warehouse with relaxed and comfortable steps, and added a big lock outside the door.

The moment the door closed, a few malicious glances instantly fell on Liu Shiba's body.

Liu Shibai looked at all this lightly, secretly inhaled and concentrated, and slowly flowed through his body......

He, ready, months of study and honing, it's time to verify!

Each of these old men has a combat power comparable to Wu Shixun, but it is not comparable to the knockoffs of the nose hair......

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