Shonan No. 1 Prison!

Xu Guangwen sat quietly in a single cell, flipping through books, enjoying the last little time of the rest of his life.

He wore glasses and looked sven, but his crow's feet eyes shone with the iron light of justice, as powerful and unyielding as his personality.

Bang dang!

The cell door opened.

"Xu Guangwen, from now on, you will be transferred to cell 77, hehe."

The prison guard knocked on the iron door of the private room with a baton and shouted with a sneer.

"I am a condemned prisoner, and I deserve the strictest protection before the execution."

"No. 77 is where prisoners stay, are you mistaken?"

Xu Guangwen put down the book and said calmly.

"Yo, you really think of yourself as a hall official?"

"Here, it's up to us to be strict, he said that if you go to No. 77, then you have to go to No. 77."

"Less nonsense, come, take away."

The prison guard waved his hand impatiently, and immediately two police officers stepped forward and escorted Xu Guangwen to District 2.

Although Xu Guangwen was dissatisfied in every way, he was helpless.

There are two places in this world that are the darkest, one is the underground world, and the second is the prison.

At this time, he was transferred to Prison No. 77 in District 2, which is a variable, but whether he is alive or dead, only God knows.

In the monitoring room, a burly man wearing big-headed military boots and a pimpled pimple skin pit on his face sat on the sofa, his legs on the table, with a cigar in his mouth, coldly looking at the picture of Xu Guangwen being taken away, and a grim smile couldn't help but appear at the corner of his mouth.

His name is Yan Jun, and he is the chief guard of the first prison, and his status is only that of the prison warden.

Because Yan Jun is directly in charge of these guards and policemen, and because he has a close relationship with the Ding family and others, the prison director Li is actually the real person who speaks here.

Just last night, at least six groups of people met him one after another, all of them were sent with real money, all of them entrusted Xu Guangwen to die in prison.

These people are all officials who have tried Xu Guangwen, including Cao Xiaoqing, Jia Bin, and of course, Ding Mo.

Before the Ding family negotiated with Qin Yi, they did not plan to get rid of Xu Guangwen, and even wanted to protect it and leave a way back for themselves.

Danding Mo was young and vigorous, he couldn't bear this evil breath, and he was a hundred dissatisfied with Qin Yi in his heart.

He felt that his father and uncle were too conservative, so he simply helped them add fire and get rid of Xu Guangwen, so that the Ding family would only have to fight with Qin Hou, and it would be difficult for his uncle and Cheng Yuanzhi and others to think of it.

Ding Mo personally found Yan Jun and gave him 300,000 yuan, Yan Jun was a raccoon dog and readily agreed.

His purpose was simple, to transfer Xu Guangwen to Prison No. 77, where he would end the life of the legendary police officer.

Xu Guangwen has solved many murder cases in his life, and he can't count the many of them, and he doesn't know that the prisoners in Prison No. 77 are all repeat offenders who have been sentenced to life. Coincidentally, two-thirds of these people were personally caught by Xu Guangwen!

Bang!

As soon as I entered Area 2, the prison guards inside had solemn faces, all armed with machine guns, and from time to time the prisoners let out a burst of beastly screams, or terrible cries.

As soon as you step into Area 2, you will enter a hell on earth, which is chilling.

Xu Guangwen had long heard of the darkness and chaos in District 2, where there was an order hidden outside the law, and he had also proposed a plan to rectify the first prison in Xiangnan, but before he could implement it, he took over the task of eliminating evil in Luzheng, and he was imprisoned.

"Mr. Xu, this is No. 77, I know you are a good person, good luck."

A young police officer escorted Xu Guangwen to cell 77, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly.

"Look, it's our Lord Xu here."

"Xu Guangwen, I didn't expect it, you will have today, haha, the sky has eyes."

Inside, more than a dozen shirtless strong men laughed fiercely through the iron fence inside, shaking and knocking on the iron door, eager to tear Xu Guangwen to pieces.

Xu Guangwen looked at the vicious faces, and he understood that someone was going to kill him.

This is fortunate but also very unfortunate news, logically speaking, tomorrow is the day he will be executed, and he can't do this, which shows that there must be a turnaround in the official face.

Unfortunately, he knew all of these faces, and they were all murderers.

The burly man on the left, who is more than 1.8 meters tall, specializes in robbery and murder, and has at least six lives in his hands.

There is also the most disgusting thin man with gloomy eyes and laughter, this person is a pervert, even the little girl does not let go, every time he kills the woman first and then kills.

The young man on the right, who looks like Sven, killed his wife for a trivial incident on the night of the thirtieth night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and wrapped dumplings with his wife's meat and gave them to the old man's family.

These people are not good birds, and because they are too dangerous and pose a serious threat to other prisoners, the prison authorities have to keep these people in Cell No. 77, and it is no exaggeration to say that anyone who is imprisoned in No. 77 is undoubtedly sentenced to death.

"Please."

Xu Guangwen was still thinking about it, and a prison guard kicked him in.

"Oh!"

Immediately, a few big hands brutally pulled this Qingtian Lord in!

"Zeng Yong, come here!"

A guard beckoned to a man in the innermost room who was smoking and picking his feet, with a belly full of black hair and a strong bear-like head.

The man stood up, his eyes sank, and he squinted and walked over: "Is there something?" ”

"That strict head explained, don't let him pass tonight, you know the rules, I won't say more."

"This is a strict reward for you."

The guard took out a few packets of Great China and handed them through the iron gate.

"Tell Yan Tou, Lao Tzu will do things, and he can rest assured."

Zeng Yong took the cigarette and walked in with his big arms dangling.

In the first prison of Xiangnan, there is an unwritten rule, Yan Jun has the final say, and Brother Yong has the final say.

No. 77 is holding more than a dozen murderers, and it is precisely because of Zeng Yong's existence that they can live in the same room.

Zeng Yong's father used to open a martial arts gym, and his kung fu was very good, reaching the middle stage of internal refining, plus he was born powerful and strong, and his arms had more than two or three thousand catties of strength, which may not be anything in the martial arts world.

But among ordinary people, he is definitely a giant existence, and the general special forces don't pay attention to seven or eight of them, and they are casually thrown down.

Zeng Yong was addicted to gambling and once owed millions of dollars to a local casino, and the casino owner was in a hurry to collect debts.

Later, he resisted arrest, and many brave police officers fell under his butcher's knife, and when he was finally arrested, it is said that he also disabled several police officers, and his reputation spread all over the world.

After coming to the first prison, he also saw one by one, he was originally a death row prisoner, but some people with ulterior motives used him as a butcher's knife, and he was guaranteed to be indefinite, and he became a soil overlord in the first prison.

(End of chapter)