Half an hour later, in the prison auditorium, the warden announced on the rostrum that the prison detainee Shen Desheng was confirmed because he reported a major criminal crime by others. According to the review by the superior judicial authorities, Sun Desheng was exempted from a six-month sentence, and after another seven days, he could be released early after the final review was no problem. Again, all prisoners in detention wanted to learn from Sun Desheng.

After a sparse applause, Fatty Sun went on stage to show off. The warden said again that he wanted everyone to reform with peace of mind and return to society as soon as possible, and announced that the plenary meeting was over. The prison guards began to arrange for prisoners to return to their respective prison numbers.

While the prison guards didn't notice it, someone was already whispering. Xi Jianjun, whom Sun and the others saw yesterday, whispered to the people around him: "No, the fat man clearly said yesterday that he was fighting and sent the person down. He said in person that he had been reprieve of death and had no life. Who did he report it? He suddenly lost all the life?"

The man next to Xi Jianjun was stunned and replied in a low voice: "Bad! You hear that fat man talk nonsense. When he came in, he was divided into Lao Hei and his prison. Yesterday Lao Hei told me in person that the boy had attempted molestation and had been sentenced to half a year in total. The bad intestine pulled others in, and the fat man was going around to have fun, damn it, what's the matter!"

Someone next to him lowered his head and smiled, saying, "Trying to molest? It's just a crime? I've heard of attempted to molest, and it's the first time I've heard of attempted to molest."

The person who was talking to Xi Jianjun just now replied: "I guess I just peeked at the girl who was peeing and letting her catch her. Unfortunately, the fat man was released immediately, otherwise he would have a good memory one day..." When this person was halfway through his words, he immediately shut up and lowered his head to stop talking.

After returning from the auditorium, Monk Xiao took Yun Feiyang with two cloth pockets to repair the seal of the night ghost. Fatty Sun was distinguished from Ximen Lian and the others and asked him to do some relatively high-level work. Xiaobei Prison was relatively relaxed in management of people who were about to be released from prison. First, he pushed a small cart to deliver some daily necessities to various prison numbers. When it was almost noon, he arranged for him and the old man to serve rice for the prisoners in the canteen.

Maybe Fatty Sun's reputation has spread throughout the prison, and every prisoner who came to serve the rice would glar at him. Fatty Sun seemed to have not seen it, and his face was still smiling. But when he served the dishes, his hands were shaking even better than the old man. It would be good if one-third of the soup served in the prisoner's bowl. When he was staring hard, he even broke him half of the steamed buns.

There was a prison guard watching behind him. These prisoners dared not speak out, and felt that they were embarrassed to complain to the prison guard. At most, they just turned around and left and said a few harsh words to Fatty Sun. Looking at the old man next to him, he shook his head and took the time to tremble and said to Fatty Sun: "Fatty, why are you doing this? What are the benefits for you to offend all the people here? You said that you are released from prison soon, aren't there still seven days? If you accidentally fall into their hands during these seven days, you can't avoid it. They can do anything bad. Once you lose some disability, you are the one who is unlucky."

Fatty Sun grinned and said to the old man: "Men, it's not me that it's just a few pieces of materials. If you don't do it, they're cheap. If you really start, you won't know who it is because of your disability."

Speaking of this, this wave of prisoners was taken back to the prison number by the prison guard after eating. The next wave of prisoners had not arrived yet. Fatty Sun returned the rice spoon in his hand to the vegetable bowl and said to the old man: "Men, then again, what did you do at such an age? I heard that there are no too many prisoners in Xiaobei Prison, so you should go out too, right?"

After hearing Fatty Sun's words, the old man's eyes suddenly became dim. He sighed, shook his head, and did not say anything.

But the more this happens, the more curious Fatty Sun became. He smiled at the old man again and said, "I'm all living in a bitter kiln. I'll just say it's a relief. It's not me, man, if my children go out in the future and don't support you, I'll come to the capital to find me. Have you heard of Lingyun Film and Television Entertainment? That's my business, and I can give you a full meal no matter what you say."

Fatty Sun was about to continue talking, just as the next wave of prisoners came to eat. Fatty Sun closed his mouth and began to serve the dishes tremblingly. After lunch, as usual, the prisoners let the wind out. Each prison account has its own activity area, only Fatty Sun and the old man can go around and provide these prisoners with some simple sports equipment.

Because there was a prison guard watching from the side, it was normal that nothing could be said. Fat Sun was guarding next to the small cart equipped with sports equipment. When someone needed it, he would send one or two pieces. Seeing that the time for the noon was about to pass, a huge sound like a landslide and cracked came from under his feet. At the same time, the ground under his feet began to tremble violently.

Both the prisoner and the prison guard were shocked by the sudden scene. Then, someone suddenly shouted loudly: "The earthquake is coming! Run outside quickly!" This shout was a reminder to the stunned person. The prisoner started to rush towards the gate with a "boom".

"Dadada..." The prison guard on the wall raised his submachine gun and fired a warning point at a place where no one was there. Then the loudspeaker on the wall rang: "No movement is allowed! Whoever dares to take a step forward will be judged as the jailbreak, killing without any attention! Repeat again..."

At this time, prison guards had already gone up the wall, and dozens of submachine guns were facing down. The loudspeaker rang again: "All the prisoners squat on the ground. If they think of any more actions, they should be punished as escape from prison and kill them!" The prisoners on the ground looked at each other, and several of them took the lead and squatted down with their heads in their arms. The remaining prisoners followed suit and squatted on the ground.

At this time, the prison guards around began to work hard and asked everywhere about why such a big deal had just happened.

Not to mention others, just Fatty Sun. He squatted down on the spot without looking at the surroundings. Just when Deputy Chief Sun was about to see what was going on, a fat, dark face came over and looked at Fat Sun and said, "Hey, Fatty, we are really destined to be together. I thought you were hiding the fight you came in, but I didn't expect that Feng Shui would change, so wouldn't it be back again?"

The person who spoke was the black fat man Sun and his friends met on the first day of prison. Sun Fatty looked at him and smiled provocatively, saying, "Fatty, you can make a louder sound, but the gun on the city tower didn't hear it. Didn't I say, if you have the courage, you should do it now. I bet you can hit you at most three times, and then you will collect the body. You said that so many bullets hit you, can your family still recognize you?"

After saying these words, the fat black man blinked his eyes and gasped for a few heavy breaths, but he still didn't dare to take action. However, he couldn't get out of this breath. The fat black man snorted, shook his arms and shook his prison uniform, revealing his dark upper body.

The fat black man had a dragon tattooed on his body, with the dragon's tail on his waist and the dragon's head appeared on his chest. The dragon appeared vividly and looked a little cunning. After the tattoo was exposed, the fat black man's courage became a little bigger out of thin air. Although he still squatted on the ground with his hands in his arms, at least his body straightened up and he was more confident in speaking.

"Fatty, you will have a week to go out. Don't be alone next time when you come out to let the news. It's not that you have such good luck every time, and you have a gun to support you..."

When the black fat man was talking, Fatty Sun also sneered, then took off his prison uniform, revealing his shaking and trembling 'meat mountain'. After seeing Fatty Sun's 'tattoo', the black fat man was stunned for a moment, then looked at the dragon head on his chest, and finally picked up the prison clothes on the ground and put them on himself. His eyes kept glancing at Fatty Sun, and finally said, "You might as well tattoo a black coat directly..."

I saw that the upper part of Fatty Sun's upper body was covered with various "tattoos". The density of tattoos here is too concentrated. Looking from a distance, Fatty Sun really seemed to have been tattooed with a short-sleeved black top.

Guan Gong alone has three or four shapes of holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. Then, among all the gaps that can be used, the tattoos of the evil ghost of Zhong Kui are densely covered with each other. I don’t know how to pay attention to the position of his chest, and he also has a pangolin tattoo...
Chapter completed!