The largest incarceration in Cairo.

Lu Ziyu was being pushed against the back by two policemen and was sent to the prison step by step. Unlike other prisoners, Lu Ziyu lost the fashionable prison clothes, and the bracelets and shackles seemed to be used as reinforced versions. The chains alone were the size of small arms, and the shackles dragged on the ground had to be 180 kilograms. However, Lu Ziyu was like nothing else, and was in agile steps. If he hadn't been worried that the two guns behind would go fire, Lu Ziyu would have already moved around.

"Two brothers, don't worry that I will run away." Lu Ziyu said with some concern, "The key is that you always pay attention to the guy in your hands, don't get angry. I'm timid and have been bitten by a dog since I was a child. When I see something black, my second brother can't get hard. You must keep it for me."

The facts proved that the two policemen were of relatively high quality, and they all thought that Lu Ziyu was farting. They continued to push Lu Ziyu forward with a cold look on their faces!

--Walk!

Lu Ziyu felt helpless and lazily, suddenly felt energetic and asked, "Two brothers, are your Aka 47 produced in the United States or Russia? But let alone the island country, the sub-products produced by that guy have been sold to you. The good guys stayed at home with Teacher Cang to shoot fire at home."

The two policemen's faces began to turn green slowly. They looked at each other, but still said nothing, and pushed Lu Ziyu to continue moving forward.

But Lu Ziyu was not the one who could get idle? He asked a few more questions, and the two policemen couldn't bear it, but fortunately, they arrived at the station.

Lu Ziyu's room is at the front. According to convention, the rooms of important murderers are generally independent, so as not to kill other prisoners, which is difficult to deal with. Lu Ziyu killed more than 100 people, and in the history of the Cairo City Police Department, it can be said that he has written a new page. - Damn, this guy is so cruel!

"Get in!" He pushed Lu Ziyu's back suddenly. The two policemen clasped the door tightly with relief and locked it tightly. They reached out to wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads, thinking, 'This chore has finally been done.'

After scanning the surroundings, Lu Ziyu found that the exclusive suite he lived in was really unique in style, completely different from others.

There were three or four neighbors living in the two rooms next door, and I was lonely. I couldn’t do it if I wanted to burst into a chrysanthemum. If I really wanted to go to jail, I’m afraid that the second brother would lose some skin for a lifetime!

"Oh." Sighing, Lu Ziyu lay on the steel bed and murmured, "I didn't expect that I would have this day too. I feel comfortable..."

Lu Ziyu was not worried at all. He just surrendered but didn't want to cause a conflict with the Cairo police. It's not that Lu Ziyu was afraid of the conflict, but was just afraid of hurting unarmed people such as Li Yan County. Besides, Lu Ziyu also wanted to test whether Zhang Hong would take out himself with all his heart?

If Mr. Zhang Hong chooses to take action, Lu Ziyu knows that he will definitely have more than one way, just make up a cover, and I am afraid that all the stupid people in the police station will believe it. The key question is whether Zhang Hong uses his intention to save himself!

Even if he didn't save him, Lu Ziyu was not worried. Even if Zhang Hong had to step on him, Lu Ziyu was not worried. Even if he was restrained, he wanted to trap him? There was no door!

"Hey!" A scream brought back Lu Ziyu who was thinking deeply, "Why did you come in?"

Lu Ziyu turned his head and saw that it was a middle-aged man with big arms and fat waist, a face full of flesh, and a scar on his face. Moreover, the scar was extremely unethical. It was pulled from the socket on the man's right eyelid to the man's nostril. Strangely, the man's eyes seemed to be fine.

"After making a crime, wouldn't you just come in?" Lu Ziyu said lightly.

The man next to him snorted coldly and said, "I am the boss here - Locke! You don't honestly tell me what you did? Look at you, you are very pleasing to the eye. In the future, you can get some positions for you if you are by your side!"

Hearing this, Lu Ziyu suddenly felt funny, but then he thought, he was idle anyway, and he suddenly had a bad intention in his heart. However, Lu Ziyu lowered his eyebrows and said:

"Brother, just call me Xiao Lu. I was born at the wrong time and killed someone. Wouldn't you come in?"

Locke smiled heartily and praised, "Well, it's not bad! I saw that you are tender and tender, and you have a lot of tender skin and tenderness, but I never thought that there was blood in your hands. You have a strong man's blood, and I like it!"

"So that, you will be a little follower by my side from now on. If someone dares to be arrogant with you in the future, I will see that I will not exaggerate him! I don't know how old I am or what?"

Lu Ziyu was speechless. He thought Locke was going to do anything, but he didn't expect it to be a thora... He felt helpless for a while and had to start sighing, "Prisoners are human beings, how can they solve major events in life for prisoners? You can't masturbate all the time..."

"Brother, how did you come in?" Lu Ziyu suddenly became interested, jumped up from the iron bed, squatted on the ground, and asked Locke in the next room.

When Lock heard this, he immediately looked like an old man, sitting cross-legged on the ground, straightening his chest, with a full-minded look on his face, and calmly said:

"Looking back then, my brother was honest and young, and he was a pillar of the country and a flower of the motherland. However, there is a saying that goes, 'Heroes are sad to pass the beauty', your elder brother, I was eventually defeated by a widow in our village. Back then, your elder brother, I was very obsessed with that widow. I ignored the dissuasion of my family and insisted on being with this widow."

"Finally, overcoming many difficulties and marrying this widow, I thought my second brother's character was coming. Time of blessing was coming. But I didn't know that a week after the wedding, the village chief came to us and fell in love with my wife. That guy cheated me to death and paid me for my hometown. When I went home, I saw that the second village chief actually slept with my wife!"

"I was so angry at that time. I carried the kitchen knife and went straight to the village chief's house. One knife was one, and the family was seven. I didn't stay any of them! At the end of the day, I even gave the village chief's wife a chance to death. Finally, I cut off the head of the village chief and kicked it into the ditch..."

Hearing this, Lu Ziyu immediately made a bowing look and shouted: "The boss is mighty, the boss is brave. The boss is doing beautifully! As men, we should seek sexual intercourse for our second brother. Good luck. If we can't satisfy our second brother's sex, it's better to have a drink..."

"Xiao Lu, you're right." Locke looked at Lu Ziyu up and down, with a very meaningful expression and whispered, "How about this, let me burst into anus first. Look, I haven't solved my second brother's troubles for several days. I'm so frustrated..."

"No!" Lu Ziyu's smile immediately froze and refused, "Boss, look how bad it is in broad daylight. Let's talk about it tonight, let's talk tonight..."

Locke lowered his head and thought, and was right. Then he nodded and said, "Okay, let's explode again tonight. By the way, Xiao Lu, ask you something, what did you do? Why did you come in? It doesn't seem like you are a vicious person."

"Oh," Lu Ziyu sighed and shook his head, "It's a long story, boss."

Locke was aroused by Lu Ziyu's sensational emotions and urged, "If you say it for a long time, just say it briefly. What did you do?"

"Murdered." Lu Ziyu replied.

Lock then asked, "How many people did you kill?"

"I don't know." Lu Ziyu replied truthfully. Lu Ziyu really doesn't know how many people he killed. Over the years, the lives accumulated in his hands have been at least four digits. If every person he killed is recorded on the record, it may be a thick stack.

Rock immediately wondered, "Why don't you know yet? You don't know how many people you killed yourself, you kid won't be kid."
Chapter completed!