When we walked out of the entertainment city, there were crowds of people outside. Nearby citizens were blocking the police car, pointing and talking, all looking at Meng Fan, the first to be brought out by the police, covered in blood and his hair was messy. No one could help but take a few steps back after seeing it.

After getting into the car, Meng Fan found that the wound was gradually healing, and his brows frowned. If this continues, the bullet will get stuck in the body. Thinking of this, he raised his head and said to a special police officer beside him: "Do you a favor and take out the bullet."

The special police comrade was stunned and turned his head to look at the others in a glance, while others were also looking at Meng Fan incredibly.

However, Meng Fan smiled disapprovingly, his eyes drifted twice. Seeing the saber on the waist of the special police officer, he quickly pulled it out without saying a word. Just as the special police comrade was stunned, Meng Fan gritted his teeth and stabbed the gunshot wound on his shoulder.

"hiss……"

He tightened the corners of his mouth and took a breath of air conditioning. With the dumbfounded expressions of three or four special police officers, he took out the bullet, but there was another sniper bullet stuck behind his shoulders, and Meng Fan could not reach it at all.

He shook his head helplessly, handed the knife in his hand to the special police officers beside him and said, "I can't reach this, I'll do you a favor."

The special police were also assigned by special forces. They had performed missions, but they had just taken bullets alive. There was no one. Seeing Meng Fan's calm look, the special police comrade hesitated, nodded fiercely, took the knife, pulled down Meng Fan's clothes on his back, and looked at the shocking wall, and the surrounding skin was burned by bullets.

He swallowed his saliva and slowly inserted it into Meng Fan's body through the cold tip of the knife. Meng Fan gritted his teeth and said nothing. The special police officer was also a little nervous, afraid that Meng Fan would not be able to hold it back, so he trembled his hands and used the knife to dig into the deep skin.

A moment later, a brass-colored bullet that was burned and deformed by gunpowder fell down with a bang. Meng Fan was sweating profusely. It seemed that it didn't hurt much, but it hurt so much that he couldn't shout out at all.

After finishing everything, more than a dozen police cars, carrying a lot of people, slowly left the scene and headed towards the city police station building.

At this moment, there were no one in Meng Fan, including dozens of thugs and Zhuo Qiang, including the entertainment city. There were seventy or eighty people. There were also many special police and public security officers who came to arrest, and at least hundreds of them were required. It was Binjiang's first major arrest in many years. However, no media personnel were obviously handled by the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Meng Fan killed the two of them in front of the police, and would never give up easily. He originally planned to go to the hospital to deal with the gunshot wound on his body. Finally, Director Xu of the task force found that the bullet had been removed and the wound on Meng Fan's back gradually began to heal, and then he realized that Meng Fan was really not an ordinary person, so he went to the dragon and sent him directly to Binjiang Prison.

Zhuo Qiang, madman, Li Zhijun, Hao Yu and others rushed to the detention room. The matter was not serious, it was just a simple fight and temporary detention.

The four bodies and a seriously injured man were taken to Binjiang Central Hospital. The two fleets of cars parted ways in the development zone, a Santana police car and an Iveco police car heading towards Binjiang Prison in the southern suburbs.

Only from the last time Meng Fan stayed in Binjiang Prison for a day, the order of Binjiang Prison was much stricter than before. Paoshan and Kang Jing's release made Binjiang Prison fall into a state of chaos again. There was no leader, and everyone wanted to be the boss. Like Paoshan, he had his own room and lived a free and easy life. However, no one did not have the background of Paoshan, and it had nothing to do outside. Even if there were either from other places or his own family, the prison chief reformed the prison system and suppressed the prisoners in the entire prison to death. Even Leopard and others became extremely honest at this time, because countless people died in the hands of the warden.

When the car arrived in front of the gate of Binjiang Prison, it was already early in the night. In late autumn, Binjiang became cold. A thin layer of white frost on the ground enveloped the wilderness around Binjiang Prison. The headlights hit the white frost and emitted a little light, like a layer of light snow.

After the car stopped, Director Xu got out of the car and didn't know what he said to the two guards in front of the prison gate. In a moment, the two thick and strict doors slowly opened with the creaking sound.

As soon as the light green steel door was opened, two police cars slowly drove inside, and the bright headlights illuminated the entire prison. The prison was still covered with sentries, and a searchlight was spinning on each sentry post, which was very bright. As the door closed, bursts of empty sounds sounded, which seemed very gloomy.

After getting off the car, Meng Fan was pressed by two special policemen, and the searchlight hit his face, and he frowned. The dormitory buildings of several prisoners were extremely quiet at this time, and they were pitch black and could not see anything. Only the searchlights on the posts, occasionally hitting the windows of the dormitory building, could they see clearly.

At this time, two prison management leaders walked over in suits and tie, but the sleepy eyes on their faces were obviously awakened by disturbance. Seeing the suppressed prisoner Meng Fan, the two men were stunned for a moment, and then talked to Director Xu about something, turned around and walked into the building.

Two prison guards walked forward and took Meng Fan from the special police. He looked solemn. He first saluted the special police officers with a standard salute, and then took Meng Fan to the dormitory building, but it was still dormitory building No. 5.

At this time, since it was early in the middle of the night, there was no sound in the dormitory building. Only in the corridor, the sound control lights in the corridor were lit up with the sound of leather boots on the prison guard's feet.

The two prison guards said nothing, pressing Meng Fan on the left and right, and walked into the third floor, which was still the cell that was last time. When they arrived at the door of the prison, one of the prison guards carried the eighty-one rifle on his shoulder, took out the key, and opened the iron door with a roar. Then, he pulled Meng Fan in with a kick, closed the iron door, pressed the lock hard to death, and turned around and left.

After Meng Fan went in, he looked around and found that although it was night, the perspective eye had a great effect.

"Thorn..."

At this moment, someone scratched the match, and the slight flame lit on the candle, and the room gradually became brighter.

Immediately afterwards, the five prisoners in the cell couldn't help but look at Meng Fan, and they paused all over. Meng Fan's blood was too scary. After looking at him for a long time, they recognized Meng Fan. One of the prisoners walked down excitedly and said, "Brother Fan, why are you back again?!"

Meng Fan frowned, and with the faint light, he looked at the five people in the room. None of them changed, but they all just kept their bald heads off and didn't recognize them anymore. The person who spoke was the leopard.

The leopard jumped off the bed, barefoot, and no longer felt the cold ground for a while. When he came up, he hugged Meng Fan and hugged her.

Meng Fan patted the leopard on the back and said with a smile: "I miss you, are you all doing well?"

Haochen also got upset, smiled, took out the wrinkled half-box of Had Gate, handed it to Meng Fan and said, "Brother Fan, what a joke, this is not an amusement park."

Meng Fan smiled, and suddenly felt like he was going home. The people here were stronger than Zhuo, Hao Yu and Li Zhijun were much better, and they had a bit of a manly smell, which was somewhat similar to the madman and Feng Tian.

Leopard lifted the quilt on the lower bunk upwards, pulled Meng Fan and sat down, and said, "Daoshan and Kang Jing go out? They make you?"

The other four people followed and sat next to Meng Fan. The matches were thrilling, igniting the cigarettes one by one, and listening to Meng Fan excitedly talk about what was happening outside.

Meng Fan took two puffs of cigarettes, took off his coat, wiped the dry blood from his face hard, then threw the coat to the ground, and said, "Die, all dead?"

"ah……"

Leopard, Hao Chen and the other two were dumbfounded, looking at each other with incredible looks.

Meng Fan squinted his eyes with a smug smile, took two puffs of cigarettes and said, "Wang Han and Paoshan died a few days ago. Kang Jing didn't know where he went?!"

Leopard swallowed and said, "Brother, you are so brave. Paoshan and Wang Han are even more awesome than the secretary of the municipal party committee in Binjiang. You just killed them like this!?"

Meng Fan shook his head: "That's all the past. Binjiang has completely changed now. Wait, brothers, it's only more than a month. You can all go out. This time, all the prisoners in the entire Binjiang Prison, I want everyone in the police station to check, and you will be released if you should be released!?"

The leopard looked at Meng Fan speechlessly. Why did the tone sound like a leader? Feng Wei, who was helped by Meng Fan last time, rolled down his Adam's apple and said, "Fanzi, then you... are now..."

Meng Fan smiled and said, "I killed a few people in front of the police. There is no way. This time I came to the director of the Provincial Public Security Department. I can't even think about it!?"

The leopard said with a slight smile: "Brother, can you stop being so angry? We can't stand it, it's so easy."

Meng Fan smiled and shook his head and said, "It's okay, how are you doing recently? Are there any changes here??"

Hearing this, everyone lowered their heads in a dim lightness. Feng Wei was older, smoking a cigarette, and sighed and said, "A prime minister came to the palace recently. I'm getting older. I don't know why. I have a good relationship with the warden, the emperor. I heard that it seems that he came from the provincial capital and it took quite a long time. Although I didn't live in the room of Paoshan, I was also comfortable and the laborers didn't do it. Yesterday, Leopard made some misunderstandings with him and spoke out, and wanted to kill Leopard!?"

Meng Fan frowned and turned to ask, "Leopard, what's going on!"

Leopard smiled awkwardly and said, "It's okay, it's just his subordinates. When they were working, they tripped. Just like that, he came forward. I didn't look at him and said I wanted to kill me."

Meng Fan smiled contemptuously: "There are more and more big shots. What is the background of that guy?!"
Chapter completed!