"Where have you been these past two days, Brother Qinghuai? I've been looking for you everywhere!"
Hu Ti was obviously a little excited and his voice was inevitably too loud.
Liu Qinghuai motioned for him to speak quietly.
"How did you find me?" Hu Ti lowered his voice, but still couldn't conceal his excitement.
"It's been in the news, why is it so hard to find?"
"It was an accident, an accident."
Hu Ti chuckled.
"Who?" Liu Qinghuai pointed towards Wang Dabin behind him.
"Master Wang, Taishan will do it."
"Taishan meeting?"
"That's right, Brother Qinglin, I'm joining the Taishan Club."
"Oh, you found the organization so quickly?"
"Organization, what kind of organization? I'm just a living person. You took away my box, which contained money, clothes, and all my gold and silver. I don't know anyone in Shanghai. Fortunately, I still have some things on me.
I will starve to death in the next two days."
"Don't you have my box?"
"That's right, but what do you have there? Apart from a few pieces of tattered paper, it's just old clothes and socks. Can you eat them?"
"My box is better than yours, and it's worth two cents. You didn't sell it and pawned it, right?"
"That's not possible. How can I handle Brother Qinglin's things privately? They are left in the house."
"Well, after a while, we will go to your place to get my box, and then we will go to my place to get your box. All the gold and silver are soft and intact. Good?"
"Not good." Hu Ti looked troubled.
"Why, you can get your money back."
"Money is not important. I have to see my brother first. I haven't seen him for two days, and I have important news to tell him." Hu Ti explained.
"How can you get into Daqiao Prison at this time?"
"Did you know that he was transferred from the patrol house to the Bridge Village Prison?"
Liu Qinghuai nodded silently.
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"etc!"
Just as Mu Tian was about to walk out of the cell door, a deep shout came from behind him.
He recognized that it was the skinny old man Huang Zun, and that was what he called him. He also knew that Huang Zun wanted to remind him that someone was watching him outside the door. However, he did not stop, but turned his head slightly and gave Huang Zun
With a secret smile, he opened the small iron door and walked out.
There is only one outing in Daqiao Prison every day, but before dinner, the prisoners have to walk out of their cells to the playground for outing, and then enter the dining hall through different doors according to different prison areas.
This period lasts about 20 minutes to half an hour, and it can be considered an informal relaxation period.
During this time, prisoners can have fun, chat with acquaintances in other cells, or even make some transactions.
It seems to be different today. The prisoners in the four prison districts stood in their respective areas, looking at the exit of District A, pointing, and talking quietly. Until Mu Tian came out, the whole place suddenly became quiet.
Even the Indian prison guards who were on alert around him were a little surprised and all focused their gazes.
"Watch out!"
Huang Zunqi behind him shouted again in a low voice.
There were three rows of prisoners standing at the door, with about ten people in each row. They all had serious expressions and stared at Mu Tian intently.
Cao Dehai stood at the head of the team.
Although Mu Tian didn't take Huang Zunyi's warning to heart, he couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw the posture in front of him. All the muscles in his body immediately tensed up.
As the saying goes, those who watch the excitement are not afraid of big troubles.
This is especially true when foreigners see the liveliness of Chinese people.
The Indian prison guard not far behind Mu Tian held his baton in his arms. He didn't care about the feelings of the person involved at all, and the sound without frequency reduction drifted straight over here.
"There's something good to watch this time."
"Haha, Chinese people's fighting is very beautiful."
"I bet the Almighty King to win, one franc. Do you want to bet or not?"
"Are you talking about martial ethics? There are many people over there, so we will definitely win. Let me bet you a dime?!"
"Not always."
"Is there anything certain? The new guy is dead. In a fight on the bridge, Almighty Wan Cao Dehai has never lost!"
"Yeah, there's no suspense at all. What are you betting on? You're obviously taking advantage of us."
"All wars have suspense," the tall prison guard who had been silent and observing the scene attentively said suddenly, "there are countless examples of battles in which the smaller number wins the larger number."
"Hey, Satan. Stop talking about your history. Let's talk. Do you dare to bet?" The person who previously wanted to bet one franc was a medium-fat prison guard with a big beard.
His beard might have been better suited on the face of a tall prison guard. On his face, it was like a huge black cloth on top of a pile of flesh. It would be as ugly as it was.
"That depends on the odds."
The tall prison guard was obviously emphasizing the unfairness of the bearded man.
"Tell me, what are the odds? Four to one, how about that?"
The tall prison guard released his baton from his arms and weighed it in his hand, "Ten for one!"
There was sudden silence, and the prison guards looked at each other.
When these words reached Mu Tian's ears, he couldn't help but feel sad: Am I so miserable?!
Even Huang Zunyi couldn't help but glance at the prison guards. However, his peripheral vision was always staring at Cao Dehai.
"bet!"
The bearded man gritted his teeth and responded in a rough voice.
Damn bastard!
Except for the big and small Harry, I, Mu Tian, have not provoked you! Where are you watching the monkeys?
Before he could finish thinking about it, Cao Dehai came out of the team and rushed towards Mu Tian to grab it.
Huang Zunzhen stared straight at Cao Dehai and wanted to step forward.
Mu Tian raised his hand to stop him, taking a wrong step to stabilize his lower body, but his face remained calm.
Cao Dehai stood three steps away from Mu Tian with bright eyes, turned around with a click, faced his followers and shouted loudly: "Kneel down!"
"Wow!"
The believers all fell to their knees.
Cao Dehai turned around again to face Mu Tian and knelt down with a bang, then shouted: "Bye!"
Be the first to bow your head and kowtow.
"Brother Tian is here, may we have great blessings and endless life!" Cao Dehai howled at the top of his lungs.
"Great blessings reach the heavens, and longevity is boundless."
"Longevity without borders..."
The shouts echoed in the playground.
Mu Tian was stunned and looked back at Huang Zunqi next to him.
Huang Zunqi also looked confused.
It’s a birthday.
How come I don't know I was born today?
While he was confused, Cao Dehai stood up, took off his shirt, spread it on the ground, and shouted: "Tribute!"
The boys got up, rummaged through their pockets, piled candy, cigarettes, matches and other items that were prohibited on the bridge on their clothes, then stood back and stood together.
Cao Dehai stepped forward, gathered up his clothes, walked to Mu Tian, knelt down on one knee, and offered his twins.
"Please forgive me, Brother Tian."
Mu Tian looked at Cao Dehai in front of him, hesitating whether to accept this gift that could definitely be called a generous gift in Daqiao Prison.
The tall Indian prison guard laughed twice at the bearded man, pointed to the tip of his nose and said, "Ten francs."
After saying that, he turned around to leave, but suddenly stopped and stood at attention and saluted.
Peterson came over and yelled: "What are you doing?"
"Sir, the Chinese are playing games."
"Game? What game?"
"I'm not sure. It looks like the emperor and his ministers are having an audience."
Peterson looked puzzled and waved to the tall man to give way.
When he saw the scene at the scene, he couldn't help but be stunned.
When Cao Dehai caught a glimpse of Peterson, his hands couldn't help shaking, and several things in his clothes fell out.
Peterson couldn't help but frowned and called to the prison guard: "What are you doing standing still? Didn't you see so many contrabands?"
Several Indian prison guards rushed forward, lifted Cao Dehai up, and took the clothes from his hands.
Just as Mutian was about to speak, Peterson shouted: "996, Mutian, come with me. The warden wants to see you!"