Hope is disillusioned and human feelings are gone.

Xi Kun sat blankly on the interrogation chair. In front of him, Long He talked about the correct values ​​of life, talking nonstop, and spitting everywhere.

Time passed minute by minute, and after drinking three large cups of tea, Longhe finally finished: "Do you understand?"

"I understand." Xi Kun still said blankly, "You mean, you fzc are the most powerful, loving and worthy of serving."

"That's right." Long He smiled. What else he wanted to say, Xi Kun tilted his head, shook his shoulders and rubbed his ears, and said quietly: "I thought I could speak enough. You can recite scriptures more than me."

His dull gaze moved to Longhe's face and said weakly: "You are easily beaten like this."

He was almost beaten up today.

"You understand it very quickly." Long He felt a sense of accomplishment, feeling that his more than three hours of ideological education had not been in vain. This guy would care about people so soon.

"I'll go back first." Xi Kun struggled to move his locked hands, "Can you let me go back? I think it's easier for you bosses to communicate."

Longhe's joy of achievement was frozen on his face, and he left the interrogation room without saying a word.

A discipline officer came in and released the seat shackle for Xi Kun and took him back to the prison house.

In the monitoring room, Xuan Wuyi stood in front of the surveillance screen like a wooden stake. When Long He came in, he gave him more attention.

"Don't speak!" Long He said with a frightened look when he saw Xuan Wuyi showing off his face.

Xuan Wu closed his mouth and touched the gun holster with his hand and subconsciously wanted to take out the gun to wipe it. As soon as he opened the button, he thought of Long He's words before coming, he pressed the button back.

What is the connection between sweeping a gun and marrying a wife?

When the police officer on duty saw his movements, he was shocked, for fear that he would suddenly draw out a gun.

"This is...Boss? When is this video?" Long He stared at a fight video. Isn't the man in the prison uniform still standing out in the crowd? Li Qingcang?

The bean sprout standing beside him... Longhe rubbed his arms and truly sympathized with these detainees.

"This is a video of Chief Li training this morning. Director Li asked us to observe and learn." A police officer was still staring at the video, with admiration in his voice.

Who said that Chief Li is a vase? Is it so powerful?

"No wonder those people died so strangely that day in the Snow Valley." Long He looked at the group of detainees on the screen, which was similar to crazy movements, recalling the strange deaths of the group of gangsters in the Snow Valley on the border that day.

Si Chenshui held a soybean bullet in his hand and fired it without any slightest strokes. In the blink of an eye, the prisoner was crying in pain.

This ability to cast "hidden weapon" is really amazing, as if you are watching a martial arts blockbuster.

Okay, their boss also has a perfect score in his skill point. The two of them cooperated tacitly and were flawless.

Xuan Wuyi secretly glanced at the bean sperm's breasts for a few more times, and he was still puzzled about how she did it.

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The sewing workshop is very quiet today, and every detainee sits in his seat and works hard. Those thorny heads are as obedient as a cat today.

Xi Kun changed into a new prison uniform and rubbed his sore waist when he appeared in the work room, and he was still a little uncomfortable.

The next moment, he was frightened.

"Hello Brother Kun!"

"Brother Kun, please slow down!"

"Brother Kun, are you thirsty? Are you hungry?"

"Brother Kun, we will help you with your work. Would you like to go back and rest?"

Xi Kun shook excitedly and scratched his ears.

Did he go to the wrong place?

"Brother Kun." A big guy blocked his face and grabbed Xi Kun's hand. "I offended him so much before. Don't remember the villain's mistakes."

Xi Kun felt that there was something in his hand, it was a cigarette.

Smoke is a rare good thing here. Usually only prisoners and people with status can smoke. I wonder how many smokers are envied.

Xi Kun glanced at the big guy with a bruised nose in front of him. A few hours ago, the kid took the lead in trying to kill him, and at this moment he respectfully looked like his grandson.

"Young man, you must have backbone in life. Alas, the world is getting worse." He patted the big guy's shoulder, stuffed the cigarette into his pocket without moving, and shook his head and walked forward.

The big guy was blushed when he said it, but when he looked at the two tall and shorter sitting in front of him, he forced his anger back.

"Brother Kun, you sit here." The little man who had handed the chicken legs before saw Xi Kun coming, couldn't wait to stand up and give up his seat to Xi Kun.

Xi Kun looked up and his face shook.

That person is next to Li Qingcang... This kid must have done it on purpose!

"Xiaofan, come and chat." Xi Kun went over and pulled him secretly into the corner and began to brainwash him.

"It seems that I'm struggling to death." Si Chenshui raised his eyebrows and looked at Xi Kun who was talking in the distance. His elbow hit Li Qingcang's arm, "Longhe has two brushes."

Li Qingcang used his heart and gently sent the cloth in his hand to the bottom needle of the sewing machine, and said, "He has a nickname." He glanced at Si Chenshui, "Tang Monk."

"The boss of Tang Zeng, are you Guanyin?" Si Chenshui raised his eyebrows, "In Tibetan Buddhism, Guanyin Masters do appear as male."

Li Qingcang's hand shook, and the car was crooked again... Continue to dismantle!

"Brother, don't be so excited." Si Chenshui leaned against him, but his eyes were aimed around him.

The detainees who secretly observed the situation immediately bowed their heads and worked hard, fearing that these two people would die.

In the distance, Xi Kun went over to talk one by one, and told them passionately about his ideals, his revenge, and his faith.

But the detainees were respectful and polite, but no one really felt at ease with his teachings.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the discipline officer came over and scolded, "Xi Kun, you don't repent, right?"

"I said this is not a pyramid scheme! This is a beautiful belief, and they all voluntarily agree with it!" Xi Kun glared in anxiety.

But soon, he came back with a look of frustration, sat on the seat given up by the chicken leg, and silently stared at Li Qingcang and the bean sprouts leaning against him.

He worked so long to convince a group of people to join his faith, but only a few hours have passed, and all of them turned against each other and said that he would only listen to the two newcomers in the future.

"Li...sir." Xi Kun licked his lips, "Can I... join too?"

Li Qingcang lowered his head and removed the stitches, and had no time to pay attention to others.

Si Chenshui leaned against him and poked his head out, and greeted Xi Kun with a smile: "Do you know a woman named Si?"

The uneasiness on Xi Kun's face suddenly turned into horror. After a while, he realized it and sighed: "I know your purpose. Let's go and change the place."

So, he was cheated, right? He said, how could a detainee in the detention center have such a powerful person!

The three of them returned to the 408 Prison House. Si Chenshui sat on Xi Kun's bunk, crossing his legs, and Li Qingcang stood beside him, staring at her raised left leg with an unkind look on his face.

Xi Kun walked forward like a big girl who was about to get into the sedan chair and said, "Will you let me join? I heard that FZC is very powerful."

Si Chenshui glanced at Li Qingcang and said to Xi Kun: "It will cost a lot to join FZC."

"I have money!" Xi Kun immediately said, "I have a lot of money, and all my master's money is kept by me!"

Have it!

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The answer last time was yes, Xi Kun came in because of a pyramid scheme... Of course, he himself thought this was the spread of love tat

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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