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Hanwangshan Prison.

"Boss, are you back?"

"Boss, the beds have been made for you."

"Boss comes to smoke a cigarette, don't be surprised!"

As soon as Fan Tong and Zhong Wentao returned to Warehouse 2, a group of people greeted them, all sycophanting like grandchildren.

"You guys just came out? Zhang Qiang waited for Fan Tong and the others to get to the edge of the bed and said with a look of surprise: "The guy you beat up tonight is a hard guy, and he will definitely do something behind his back. "

Zhang Qiang, who has been in the palace for the third time, is naturally familiar with the rules in the prison.

Hanwang Mountain is his second home, and staying here is more comfortable than other people outside. Apart from freedom, he can be regarded as a person who can do whatever he wants as long as he is within the confines of the prison.

"Whoever he is!" Zhong Wentao said indifferently, "Even if it's the warden, I'll kill him."

"That's right, explode his chrysanthemums!" Fan Tong said eagerly, "As long as the medical expenses are not covered, I'll see and explode one of them for free." Decided to carry forward this kind of non-entertainment culture.

"By the way, can you tell me where Wan Chaoyang lives?" Zhong Wentao looked at Zhang Qiang and asked.

"He lives in a villa next to the administrative building." Zhang Qiang replied, "It's a rest area for VIPs, and it's also the accommodation area for the warden and others."

"Live in a villa?" Fan Tong asked interestedly, "Is it the villas on the left side of the gate?"

"Yes, that's right there." Zhang Qiang nodded.

"Forget it, go to sleep!" Zhong Wentao thought for a while and said to those who looked at him with horror faces: "Go to sleep!" Then he lay on the bed alone, lit a cigarette, and fell into deep thought.

The next morning.

Today, Zhong Wentao finally saw the rules of Yibin Prison, which is quite different from other prisons.

There is no roll call for morning exercises here, all stand in a row, run two laps along the 500-meter playground, and then go to the cafeteria to have breakfast. There are four large warehouses in the southeast, northwest, and four living areas, which are different.

The Nancang side is the women's area, which is a restricted area for male prisoners. Fan Tong and Zhong Wentao are in the North District. They are in charge of the farm. There are 100 inmates in the North District. Zhong Wentao and Fan Tong walked to the playground this morning. At that time, both of them couldn't help being shocked, there were more than 1000 people!

They stood together neatly, forming a large black mass.

breakfast room.

"Hey, those two newcomers, are you good at fighting?" A short, medium-sized but very strong man walked up to Zhong Wentao and looked at him, "I heard that you played the game last night. My brother was beaten to the hospital, wasn't he?"

"Hey, who am I!" Hearing this, Fan Tong raised his head and said with a mocking face when he saw the man, "Isn't this the defeated man?"

"You?" The man glanced at Fan Tong, widened his eyes and said, "Okay, I didn't expect to meet you here, now our grievances can be settled."

"Accompany me at any time. A few years ago, you were not my opponent. Now I am even less afraid of you."

Fan Tong said without fear: "I will definitely beat you into a pig's head."

"What a big tone, see you at the farm later." The man left after speaking.

"Do you know him?" Zhang Qiang, who was sitting next to Fan Tong after the man left, looked at Fan Tong suspiciously and asked, "He is the eldest brother of our Beicang Farm, and his skill ranks third in the entire prison!"

Zhang Qiang's question was also what Zhong Wentao wanted to ask. Seeing that Zhang Qiang asked, he put down his chopsticks and was ready to listen to Fan Tong's answer.

"I know this man, but I don't know his name." Fan Tong looked at Zhong Wentao and replied: "He used to be the champion of underground boxing matches for two hundred times in a row, but a few years ago I also went to fight because of lack of money. After black boxing, he was the first opponent, and I put him down in less than 10 minutes." After speaking, Fan Tong did not forget to smile at everyone.

It means nothing, it's just a little bit of fur, this forced pretending has a good appearance.

But what Fan Tong said is true. Fan Tong, who just started out as a professional killer three years ago, has been cheated by those kids since he couldn’t even afford instant noodles, so he finally fought for 20 yuan. A boxing match and a meal of bread.

I don't know if this guy is really stupid or fake, so I went to fight such a boxing match with just 20 yuan.

But he became famous in that boxing match, and the boss gave Fan Tong 200 yuan without saying a word! !Speaking of these are the bitter history of Fan Tong!

Hanwangshan Prison Farm.

The area of ​​this farm is relatively large, full of two or three hills, with greenhouses, vegetables, sugar cane and all the crops that are often found in Sichuan.

After breakfast, the leader of each group took people up the mountain to work.

When he got to the mountain, Zhong Wentao finally understood why the prisoners in Beicang had skin as black as coal. They worked under such high temperature every day, with their faces turned to the loess and their backs turned to the sky. A layer of skin peels off when you take a cold shower.

The entire vest and the neck were in burning pain, and people could only sleep on their stomachs when they slept.

Zhong Wentao and Fan Tong were newcomers, so they were assigned to Group 7, who were responsible for digging the ground with a hoe. This job can be said to be the most tiring in the whole farm. The temperature was 36 degrees, and the whole body was soaked within 10 minutes. Well, the others are fine, with straw hats to shade them, and the two of them have nothing.

"Mom, I can't stand it anymore." Fan Tong flicked his tongue like a dog, looked at Zhong Wentao sweating profusely and said, "This is clearly bullying the two of us! There were two more, but he didn’t give them to us, he took them and sat under a shaded tree as a fan, what the hell.”

Fan Tong looked at the man sitting under a plane tree, his eyes were full of anger.

"Then you go over and give him a good meal." Zhong Wentao said, "I have long disliked him."

"I'm waiting for your words!" After finishing speaking, Fan Tong threw away the hoe and walked straight to the man who was holding their straw hat as a fan.

"Oh, I hit someone..." In the blink of an eye, the man lay on the ground and yelled.

Fan Tong happily walked towards Zhong Wentao with two straw hats.

The armed police who are in charge of monitoring the inmates don’t care when they hear the yelling, they just take a look. Fights happen every day in the prison, and they are not under the control of the armed police. There was an accident before. There was a fight on the mountain, and several armed policemen stepped forward to dissuade them, but they were shot at, killing two armed policemen and then absconding.

Since then, the prison has stipulated that the armed police responsible for guarding the prison shall not participate in the fighting of prisoners serving sentences.