Ray

But the boy was sticking to Eric like a gummy candy, crying desperately. When the group of men saw that the boy had found another newcomer as a backer, they all surrounded him with sneering smiles.

Eric sighed helplessly, he was always afraid of trouble, he immediately dragged the boy to Hal's side.

Hal was taking the cigarette that Clint handed him, and just took two puffs when he saw a blond boy walking towards him with Eric hanging on his arm, Hal gave Eric a surprised look.

"Boss, help." Eric said calmly.

Hal stared at Eric for a while, and suddenly burst into laughter, he laughed and said, "What are you doing Eric!?"

"They are looking for me, you are my boss, so I came to you as a backer." Eric narrated the causal relationship bluntly, and tried to get rid of the boy who was hanging on his arm as a koala for a long time But it didn't move.

Hal's smile became more and more cheerful, and he pointed at the big guys who surrounded him with his cigarette: "Can't you handle all this!? You really let me down! Eric."

"I don't want to fight." Eric shook his head: "If I look for you, I can solve it without fighting, so I recognize you as my boss."

"A coward like you dare to say that you are from SHIELD?" Hal said disdainfully.

"It's because I'm from SHIELD." Eric said flatly, "So I don't want to fight."

Hal squinted his eyes, and he instantly understood what Eric meant—if he made a move, these people would have to die, and those who came out of SHIELD only knew how to kill, not how to fight.

Those big guys hesitated when they saw Eric calling Hal the boss, but they still leaned over without fear of death, nodded and bowed to Hal: "Well, Hal boss, this boy..." said, pointing The teary blond boy crying on Eric's arm.

Only then did Hal take a look at the guy who was crying like a woman── he was quite fair and looked very thin, no wonder these people would attack him, and the persimmons had to be picky.

"I want it." Hal hugged his shoulders and waved with the hand holding the cigarette. The big guys nodded quickly, then glanced reluctantly at the blond boy, and walked out slowly.

The boy raised his head at this moment, glanced at Hal timidly, let go of Eric, and whispered: "Thank you..."

Hal squinted his eyes and took a puff of cigarette, beckoning to the boy, the boy slowly leaned over, Hal looked at the boy's face, smiled and said: "Not bad, he looks quite pleasing to the eye."

Eric looked at Hal from the side, wondering what he was going to do.

Hal touched the boy's blond hair, licked his lips, and tapped the ground with his slender fingers: "Kneel down."

"Huh?" The boy tilted his head in confusion.

Hal pointed to his crotch again: "Lick."

The boy's face turned pale again, and he looked at Eric pleadingly.

Eric frowned slightly.

"To seek protection, there is always a price to pay." Hal narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Gang-raped by them, or, give me oral sex here now, you choose."

The boy hesitated for two seconds, finally knelt down, took a deep breath, unzipped Hal's pants, and opened his mouth to swallow the obviously unresponsive desire.

Hal was expressionless, smoking a cigarette, letting the boy in his crotch swallow his desire, fixed his eyes on Eric, and smiled slightly.

Eric looked at Hal, and felt that this man was more chilling than he imagined—he let this boy give him oral sex in a public place, which was tantamount to declaring ownership of the boy, and the way he looked at himself, It is obviously saying: I have helped you, and you owe me a favor.

Hal looked at Eric's knowing expression, and raised his eyebrows in satisfaction—everything in this world has a price, if you want me to help you, you have to tell me that you are worth it.

Two days later, a small incident happened, Clint missed and seriously injured someone else, when Hal knew about this incident, Clint had already been locked in the confinement room.

Hal smoothed the loose hair back from his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "What's going on?"

"During dinner... Clint was about to help you cook, and then it seemed that someone bumped into him, so he..." Hal's other younger brother replied submissively.

Hal licked his lips, he knew Clint's temper, he was not that impulsive, there must be other reasons, but even if he asked them now, he couldn't figure it out, Clint had been with him for so long, and he was still with him A prison cell, suddenly without a small follower behind him, Hal couldn't adapt for a while.

"I... Let me cook for you." The blond boy that Hal saved a few days ago stood behind Hal carefully and said.

Hal glanced back at the boy, frowned and said, "...you..."

"My name is Andrew..." the boy replied timidly.

"Oh, okay, let's go." Hal said, pulling away the chair and waving his hands. Andrew immediately ran over to get the dinner plate. Everyone knew about the incident in the square, and when they saw Andrew It was inevitable that they would point fingers, but no one dared to touch Andrew. When Andrew was cooking, someone would automatically let him out of the window.

"Boss... Boss, here you are..." Andrew handed the packaged meal to Hal, Hal nodded, and started to eat in silence.

When the wind was released, Andrew graciously took Clint's place and handed Hal a cigarette. Hal took a look at the cigarette in his hand and said, "Who gave it to you?"

"Hey, it's the person who gave Mr. Clint a cigarette before, and today he handed it over to me, saying that I will light your cigarette instead of Mr. Clint." Andrew replied obediently.

Hal nodded, took a sip, his brows furrowed slightly, his green eyes flickered coldly, he turned his head to look at Andrew, Andrew was a little nervous, he lowered his head and didn't dare to meet Hal's gaze, Hal raised his eyes and saw Sean was looking at Hal not far away, but as soon as Hal's gaze turned, Sean immediately withdrew his gaze, leaning on the barbed wire and chatting with others.

Hal didn't say anything, just finished smoking the cigarette silently.

Afterwards, this boy named Andrew took Clint's place, followed Hal, ran for Hal, fetched food, handed cigarettes, and even finished what Hal should do when he was working. Everyone thought he was Hal's 'Bitch', and they had to give up three points when they saw Andrew alone.

Eric has been following not far behind Hal, he is neither very close nor far away, this distance is a good illustration of his relationship with Hal──Hal's younger brother, the kind that is not very popular, Hal In the prison, there are too many little brothers like this, but as long as Eric doesn't take the initiative to make trouble, trouble won't come to him, Eric thinks that's all right.

After a week, Clint finally came out of the confinement room. He became a little haggard, and his black hair, which was already messy, was even more tangled. The moment he saw Hal, Clint barely used his chapped hair A smile formed on the lips.

Hal walked up to Clint, didn't say anything, just patted Clint on the shoulder.

The next day, Clint followed Hal again, but there was an extra Andrew on Hal's right.

Clint looked at Andrew, and teased, "Boss, you finally found a permanent one? This is the little blonde beauty who came in with Eric in the same batch. I said you still like this, let me know you better." .”

Hal glanced at Clint amusedly, but said nothing.

When the wind was released, facing the cigarettes being handed from both sides at the same time, Hal glanced at Clint and said lightly: "I don't need you to give me the cigarettes from now on, Andrew just light the cigarettes for me."

"Ah, boss, you're so quick to value sex over friends!" Clint looked a little frustrated.

Hal smiled and rubbed Clint's hair: "You have to give my little 'Bitch' something to do." Saying that, he took the cigarette from Andrew's hand, and Andrew glanced at Clint provocatively, and said Give Hal a nod.

Eric, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw this.

One night, there were screams of pain in Hal's cell, and then the sound of fighting.

The prison guards arrived soon, and Hal's cell was opposite to Eric's. Eric could clearly see Hal pressing Clint to the ground in the cell and beating him violently. The prison guards rushed to pull Hal away, and Hal The red eyes were a little crazy, and there was a hoarse growl from his mouth.

Afterwards, it became a small dispute.