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Chapter 342: Fourth District Nine

Wen Laoer returned to his cell under the gaze of the prison guards, looked up at the notes on the door: The Sixth Cell.

He has been here for a while, and this guy's personality is destined to be in full swing with the people in the cell soon, especially the boss Han Siqian of their sixth house.

Han Siqiang had long heard of Wen Laoer's name, and Long Heng was once a well-known underworld organization.

Han Siqiang was transferred from a prison in another place. He is still abide by the rules. Apart from squeezing some money, he does not have the will of Kunpeng and Song Zhenyu.

Just as he was about to do his job, Han Siqiang saw Wen Lao Er appear at the door of the cell and stopped walking.

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

This man is in his forties, but looks extremely sixty.

"I'm paralyzed! I'm suffocating in it!" Wen Laoer sat down and took the cigarette handed over by Han Siqiang.

"It's not a good time for a small quotation. Be careful in the future and be careful when you speak. Wouldn't it be unfair to just go in like this?" Han Siqiang felt angry and funny about this guy, and no one had ever been locked up three times in fifteen days.

Wen Laoer lit a cigarette in a whisper and snorted: "I have been having an old problem for many years, but I can't change it even if I want to. I didn't expect that even speaking in this ghost place would be restricted."

After Wen Lao Er came in, he mentioned the shortcomings of the prison many times, which was separated from his luxurious days in the past, and even abused the prison guards.

"Don't always think about the outside. Now it's inside. Every sentence is very clear. Just pay attention." Han Siqiang kept laughing. His skin seemed to be separated from the flesh on his face, with folds and some small bumps, which were even ugly than the skin of an old cucumber.

Han Siqiang's type is the same as Li Sheng said. He did not come in to serve his sentence, nor did he work reform, but made money.

This person is familiar with almost any person in charge. It is said that he has great supernatural powers. As long as you can pay for money, he will definitely be able to do whatever you want to buy.

For example, the alcohol that Kunpeng and others drank was not available to ordinary people. Drinking in prison is a violation of discipline, and in serious cases, it is even sentenced to increase.

Han Siqiang would not worry about these things. He has a wide range of paths, and he has a lot of money.

Although he has a little thin figure, his skills are not bad. The elder brothers from each shed were not familiar with each other before. If there was a conflict between Wushe and Liushe's prisoners, the boss would naturally come forward.

Han Siqiang and Song Zhenyu fought, and the two were equally matched and could not make a difference.

Wen Lao Er was smoking a cigarette, his thick eyebrows frowned.

"What are you thinking?" Han Siqiang saw that he seemed to have something to do and couldn't help asking.

Wen Laoer glanced at him: "My elder brother doesn't know what's going on. Get me two bottles of good wine, I want to see him."

Zheng Tianyu and Wen Laoer are not in the same cell. Since they came in, Wen Laoer has been locked up in small quotations every few days, and have not seen Zheng Tianyu so far.

"Please leave it to me." Han Siqiang agreed immediately, and did not mention any words about money.

This seems not his style, and no one who gets into money will be in vain.

"You just came out, let me tell you something. There was something wrong with us. Kunpeng and Song Zhenyu were beaten. I heard it was quite embarrassing." Han Siqiang was well-informed and heard the wind early this morning.

Wen Laoer stared at his tiger eyes: "What are you talking about in the platoon leader of Ershe and Wushe?"

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

"Aren't those two guys very powerful? They were beaten?" Wen Laoer could hardly believe his ears.

Han Siqiang nodded and said, "I heard that this kind of thing is strictly blocked, and most people can't even hear the wind. I'm also confused. It is said that they were beaten by one person. Two people were dealt with by one person, which is a bit untrue! Based on my understanding of them, they are both top-notch and powerful players, and now they are all in the hospital, which is really incredible."

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

"Who?" Han Siqiang didn't expect that Wen Laoer had other people he knew in prison, and he had never escaped since he came and saw no one.

Wen Laoer cleared his throat: "It's my friend who is sure to do it! When I came out of the phone this morning, he happened to go in, ***!"

"Who?" Han Siqiang became even more confused. He had never heard of a powerful character in prison recently.

Wen Laoer patted his shoulder: "Don't worry about this, it's not bad! This kid is bloody and can make bloody storms wherever he goes. Let me tell you, don't talk about that Kunpeng and Song Zhenyu, even if you come again, you may not be his opponent."

Han Siqiang kept twitching, Wen Laoer didn't want to say more, and he couldn't ask more, so he secretly recorded this and waited for someone to ask.

Wen Laoer slept in the cell for a day, and Han Siqiang helped him be conservative and no one would know about it.

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 shone when he saw it. He hadn't encountered a little oil star for so long, so there was no question of wine.

"Okay, you!" Haha smiled, then turned to a smirk and asked, "Then can you find two girls for me to feel comfortable? It's easy to discuss money."

"Come on! Everything is easy to say except this, don't think about that thing." Han Siqiang glanced at the wall clock, pointed to the dark night outside, and reminded: "It should be over. In this way, call your elder brother here. This place is safe. I guarantee that the police will not come in."

Wen Laoer believed him and Han Siqiang had the ability to be in heaven, so there was no need to doubt this.

Called Zheng Tianyu by the pool and pulled him to Liushe.

"Brother, I have something delicious, let's drink some." The person Wen Laoer is most afraid of for so many years is Zheng Tianyu, who is always by his side.

Zheng Tianyu is already tall and big, and with a look of resentment, now that he has shaved his head, it gives people a stern feeling.

Follow him to the sixth house, and a table was filled with wine and food.

"Do you want to be punished? Not enough is it locked up in the phone?" Zheng Tianyu knew that Wen Lao Er's personality was a model of never changing his mind after repeated teachings.

"Brother, this place is safe enough, so don't worry! By the way, how do you know that I'm dependent on my phone?" Wen Laoer touched his naked head, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I know what you fart, boy." Zheng Tianyu walked closer to the dining table and sat down directly.

"Brother, I'll introduce you to 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 as arrogant as the chief of the cell.

He had never seen Zheng Tianyu before. When he saw him today, he thought that he was really domineering.

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

"Brother, is Wang Qiao sad for you?" Han Siqiang helped him pick up orders.

Wang Qiao is the boss of the Fourth Cell, and Han Siqiang has a fair relationship with him.

"Wang Qiao? There is no one yet! No matter what the eldest and second brothers are, that boy dares to come and cause trouble for me? I can't kill him!" Zheng Tianyu took another sip of wine, and he liked the smell of alcohol very much.

Han Siqiang glanced at Wen Laoer and smiled secretly.

Few people know Zheng Tianyu's name in this prison. Wang Qiao stayed in prison all year round and knew nothing about anything outside.

"Don't make things too angry, be kind and wealth!" Han Siqiang toasted frequently, looking back at the prisoners who had already fallen asleep from time to time, letting them sleep honestly. No matter what they say, they must go in and out of their right ear.

Zheng Tianyu seemed to have always been worried, and his depressed expression flashed on his face, which made people feel intimidated when they saw it.

Wen Laoer and Han Siqiang didn't dare to say anything, they just toasted and picked up food.

After five rounds of drinking, Zheng Tianyu's face finally calmed down a lot.

"Brother, have you heard about what happened this morning?" Han Siqiang was still thinking about the experience of Kunpeng and Song Zhenyu. These two people were too careless. Who did they mess with, which led to their current fate.

Zheng Tianyu nodded: "When he heard a little wind, a new criminal in the second chamber beat them. It's really a waste, what else is the boss of the prison?"

Wen Lao Er smiled slightly, came close to Zheng Tianyu and said, "Brother, you never dreamed of who the new criminal was."

"Don't be fucking mysterious, who?" Zheng Tianyu seemed impatient. Since he came in, everything has been imprisoned. He was very uncomfortable when he got used to freedom.

"Du Feng!" Wen Laoer reported his name: "The boy caught the phone this morning. When I came out, I happened to meet him in. But I didn't dare to be 100% sure, but he did 99% of it."

After Zheng Tianyu heard Du Feng's name, he did not put down the wine glass in his hand for a long time. His face, which was still good, suddenly flashed dark clouds again.

"He went to prison? OK! He is seeking death. I don't care whether he is an undercover agent or has really committed a crime. I will deal with him first when he comes out."

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

"No, let's figure it out first. This kid has a deep blood hatred with us, but he won't have to kill him!" Wen Laoer frowned. Zheng Tianyu hated Du Feng's hatred from beginning to end. Every time he heard his name, he almost wanted to tear him to pieces.

"What's there to say? He also wanted my family to be destroyed, which made me imprisoned and my Long Heng broken. What's there to say?" Zheng Tianyu threw the wine glass in his hand, stood up and walked out of the prison.

Wen Laoer and Han Siqiang looked at each other, Zheng Tianyu's temper became more and more violent and no one could restrain him.

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