The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 195: Don’t go out
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Wang Meng sprayed clouds and fog without making a sound.
No one in the room dared to make a noise, but they all sniffed hard and smelled the passing smoke, looking like they were enjoying themselves.
After the previous round of cannibalism, they didn't know how powerful Wang Meng was?
At this time, everyone understands that obviously the prison tyrant has changed the master and became the master.
Although the detention center is a short-term detention center, it is also a place where people cannibalize people in this place that lives like a year. Being a prison tyrant is definitely a powerful role and it is enough to enjoy.
This is the actual detention center. If it is a prison, it is even worse.
Wang Meng smoked half a cigarette, then handed the remaining half a cigarette to the lean old man.
The lean old man was grateful, and his dry old face turned red. He hurriedly took the cigarette, and after taking a couple of puffs, he quickly passed the cigarette with almost the butts left to the marijuana seed that was looking at him ill-intentionally. , And then spit out the smoke he inhaled.
The marijuana seeds came over, and after a few puffs, the smoke burned to the end.
The marijuana seeds wiped out the small cigarette butts with their hands and threw them to the lean old man.
The thin old man threw the cigarette **** to the prisoner next to him. The prisoner was a middle-aged man in his forties. His pale face was glowing red. He took the cigarette **** tremblingly, and tore it apart. Pull out a shredded tobacco from the remaining shredded tobacco, put it in his mouth, and pass the remaining shredded tobacco to a middle-aged man next to him. The middle-aged man also took out a shredded tobacco, put it in his mouth, and passed the cigarette butt. Go on, and so on.
Even if one person has one shredded tobacco, cigarette butts are not enough. The prisoners who get the tobacco are all looking like a treasure, chewing with enjoyment. What he didn't get, he looked envy, jealous and hate. But no one dared to say anything.
"Someone is here!" Suddenly, the young man lying on the door suddenly rushed back and sat on the shop floor.
Hullah, everyone in the room is neatly aligned, picking up the clothes around them and flickering vigorously, pushing the remaining smoke to the exhaust vent.
Puff, puff, puff, a few prisoners actually let off a few stinks temporarily, and suddenly the smell of smoke in the house was blazing, but the smell of smoke disappeared.
The stench masks the smell of smoke!
The marijuana raised his **** to look at Wang Meng, he didn't dare to fart!
In this situation, Wang Meng is not surprised.
"Master?" The marijuana seed suddenly looked at Wang Meng with a sad face.
When Wang Meng saw the appearance of the marijuana seeds, he suddenly realized that the prison guards let the marijuana seeds teach him. When he saw that he was not doing anything wrong, he "flipped" the marijuana seeds, and the marijuana seeds suffered. Don't think that hemp seeds are the prison tyrant in this prison, but without the acquiescence of the prison guards, he is not a fart.
Plopped, Wang Meng opened up and fell directly from the bunk on the ground.
"Come on! Take care of him under your hand!" The marijuana waved his hand.
Hulala, a dozen people came up and surrounded Wang Meng.
"Fight! Hit hard!" Everyone yelled, and their fists and feet moved, but they fell on Wang Meng's body without pain or itching, just like a massage. However, Wang Meng was also messy and dirty.
"My lord? You scream twice!" The marijuana seed slapped on Wang Meng's body lightly, whispering hastily.
Wow!
Wang Meng "screamed" up.
Wow, at this moment, the window on the door opened, and the prison guard just poked into his head. He glanced at the prisoner who was still beating, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, don't let him simmer it!" When he finished, he retracted his head and closed the window with a bang.
The prisoners hurriedly helped Wang Meng up, and carefully patted the dust off Wang Meng's body.
The marijuana seeds hurriedly helped Wang Meng sit back on the bunk.
When Wang Meng sat down, starting from the marijuana seeds, these prisoners began to introduce to Wang Meng how they got in.
This is an unwritten rule. Every prisoner must tell the prison guard about the crime.
The marijuana came in because of a fight, and the other party was not seriously injured and not enough to judge the marijuana. But the other party knew the people at the police station and was detained because the marijuana seeds had no money to pay for them. He has been squatting in this cell for two months, and it is estimated that the other party is waiting for the marijuana family to raise money. If it hadn’t been for the marijuana to enter the palace a few times, and to know the prison guards, he hadn't paid tribute before, and it is estimated that he would not be a prison tyrant and would have to be cleaned up.
The lean old man was detained for prostitution.
Wang Meng is speechless, no wonder this old man is so thin.
The rest of the people did not have many serious crimes, gambling, posting small advertisements, fighting, attempting to touch porcelain, and violating the law and order. The young man who squatted in the toilet actually caught a 30-year-old daughter-in-law who was the head of a police station because he was stalking his sister online. They met Qiaodongzi, but they were arrested by the highly vigilant director before they had any business.
After coming in, I was so fat and beaten, I was almost beaten to death. If it weren’t for the marijuana guy who thought this kid had a seed, he would have dared to talk about the police wife, and almost did it. I thought this kid was a talent, so I didn’t feel very uncomfortable. , Otherwise this kid is at least half disabled now.
Looking at the young man, Wang Meng couldn't laugh or cry.
Everyone looked at Wang Meng after they described themselves. It stands to reason that after they finished their statement, the prison tyrant also wanted to talk about their own situation.
"Hehe, the reason why I came in is very simple. Today I went to the Construction Bureau to do errands. I happened to see the director and his female secretary making villains in the office. I thought about the rare opportunity. This is a real-life performance. ! Then watch it on the spot, then take a short video and enjoy it. Damn, I was caught in." Wang Meng said with a grin.
Everyone laughed.
"Really?" The thin old man swallowed his saliva with bright eyes.
"Of course it is true, or will they let you "take care" of me as soon as I can come in?" Wang Meng said seriously.
"Speak in detail!" The marijuana seeds also glistened, and said eagerly.
Those prisoners also straightened their necks and stunned their ears, looking at Wang Meng hopefully.
Wang Meng knew that Huang Duan was absolutely popular here, and he spoke vividly without ink.
Wang Meng is also okay. He is purely amused. He is not in a hurry to go out. He believes that someone will invite him out at that time, but he may not be willing to go out at that time.
Wang Meng is simply a storytelling artist. With a vivid storyline, all the men who have been holding back for a long time blush with thick necks and pant with their lower bodies.
Ding jingle, there was the sound of a cart in the hallway.
It's dinner.
The lights in the room turned on suddenly, and the lights dimmed.
Wow!
The iron door makes a sound of pulling the bolt.
Everyone sat down immediately. Looking at the iron gate together.
When the door opened, the lights in the corridor were much brighter, and the light came in at the door.
The black-faced prison guard walked in first with an electric baton, and behind him was a short fat man in a white apron and a white hat. Humpty Dumpty was carrying two red plastic buckets, one containing seaweed soup and the other full of cornmeal.
Because it is in Beihai, kelp is the cheapest thing, so it is used as prison food. If this is in another detention center, kelp would be good food.
Throwing down the two plastic buckets, the prison guard and the short fat man left.
Before leaving, the black-faced prison guard also looked at Wang Meng and the marijuana seeds, showing a look of surprise, because the position where Wang Meng sat was on the side, this was the position of the prison tyrant, because it would not be squeezed here, so it was supreme.
The marijuana shivered when he saw the guard's face.
"It's okay, brother will fish you out today." Wang Meng patted the marijuana on the shoulder and said.
"Thank you brother!" Although hemp seeds thanked him, he didn't quite believe it.
Wang Meng does have the ability, but that is the ability to fight. It does not prove that he has power. If Wang Meng has power, can he come in?
Without Wang Meng's hands, someone brought soup and wotou to Wang Meng.
Cannabis seeds will naturally enjoy this treatment.
Even the lean old man has this treatment.
A small wotou worth one and two dollars per person, and a bowl of seaweed soup. It's hard to beat people to death, and the seaweed soup is so salty.
Wotou is too hard and the soup is too salty.
Wang Meng ate with relish.
He didn't eat the marijuana seeds, but watched Wang Meng finished eating, and then handed the wotou in front of him to Wang Meng: "Not enough, right?"
"You eat! I'm not hungry!" Wang Meng pushed Wotou back.
The marijuana seeds are no longer polite, and they gobbled up.
In less than ten minutes, everyone had finished eating.
The big iron gate rang punctually, and Humpty Dumpty came in and took the bucket.
The plastic bowls of the crowd were cleaned by the young man at the plastic faucet in the squatting area, and then placed in the individual washbasin.
At this point, you can urinate and defecate, because water is only given during the meal period.
Wang Meng took a pee and then went back to the bunk and lay down.
Others are also convenient, some urinating, some shit, and they all come in the order of the berths.
The house smelled suddenly.
Wang Meng actually didn't care, lying on the bunk and slumbering.
Prisoners are allowed to sleep at noon, and they can only sit cross-legged.
Others also sleep when they are full.
In fact, I can’t get enough to eat at all, so I’m hungry after sleeping for a while.
It's hard to be hungry.
For a time, snoring sounded everywhere in the cell.
There are not many rules in the detention center, unlike the prison where there are morning and evening classes and labor.
In the detention center, it usually lasts more than ten days in jail. No one will be more serious. Some make money, and then go out in just three or two days. An existence like marijuana will not have to work even if you squat for two months, because there is no "work" here.
The dinner at night is still wotou seaweed soup.
Wang Meng moved forward to the detention center. At that time, it was two meals a day, but now it is three meals. This is also an improvement.
In the middle of the night, there was a bang, and the cell door made a loud noise that did not break the silence.
Wang Meng and others were awakened.
When the prison door opened, it turned out to be the black-faced prison guard.
"Wang Meng? You can go out!" the black-faced prison guard shouted into the cell
"It's fine here, I won't go out!" Wang Meng turned over and fell asleep again.
"You have the final say here? Don't let him know what is good or bad, hurry up and get out!" The black-faced prison guard was taken aback for a moment, and then he cursed.
"I'm **** fucking, you guys come in when you want Lao Tzu to come in, or go out when you want Lao Tzu to go out? The detention center is yours?" Wang Meng sat up and pointed to the prison guard at the bright door. Curse...