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Chapter 41

Words:1722Update:22/06/26 11:00:03

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"Brother Bao, I know you are a loyal person, but let's forget about it. I will settle my own matters." Yang Ming shook his head.

"Why? Are you looking down on me?" Bao Sanli said angrily.

"How could I? I just don't want to involve Brother Bao. Wang Zhitao's family is very powerful. I heard that his father is the chairman of the Xiongfeng Group in this city. We can't beat him for the time being!" Yang Ming deliberately used the word "for the time being". This was because he knew that this feud had already been formed. It was only a matter of time before he found Wang Zhitao and returned the favor. If it was before, he wouldn't dare to say this. But now, he wasn't an ordinary person. What was the Xiongfeng Group? One day, he would be much stronger than him.

"Yeah, I misunderstood you. You are right. The Xiongfeng Group isn't something that small people like us can beat." Bao Sanli was a little sad at the moment. People like them sometimes felt that it was unfair. They were all doing illegal things, but they had to go to jail. On the other hand, those rich people were doing things that were a hundred times worse than them and still got away with it!

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Brother Bao, how did you get in?" Yang Ming didn't want to continue this topic.

"Me? What else could it be? I got into a fight with someone. I made a mistake and didn't figure out the identity of that group of people! That day, I went out to drink with a few brothers. I drank too much and went to the toilet to pee. Coincidentally, another person was also peeing. But there was only one urinal, so we fought over it. I beat him up! "Bao Sanli said. Bao Sanli said, "I thought this was over. I didn't expect this guy to call five people after he went back. They came to our private room with batons in their hands. Although there were only three of us, we still beat the five of them. Later, when the police came, we found out that the six people were from the Health Supervision Brigade! We are small gangsters. You can imagine which side the police listen to. My brothers and I were detained for beating up public officials! We even had to pay for their medical fees! "

After Yang Ming heard it, he patted Bao Sanli's shoulder and said, "Although those people are officials, you have some problems with this matter. Don't worry too much about it!"

"I'm not thinking about anything else. I'm just a little upset. Why are those people enjoying themselves in the hospital while us brothers are in jail?" Bao Sanli said angrily.

"Pu!" Yang Ming almost laughed. "Brother Bao, you are too funny. She is already in the hospital. How can that be called enjoyment?"

After Bao Sanli heard it, he laughed and said, "We were too heavy-handed. I guess these people will have to lie down for a while!"

Not long after, Yang Ming became familiar with the people in this cell. The bamboo-like man was Bao Sanli's underling, Qi Wenrui. He was also involved in the beating that day. Another underling, Di Lei, was locked up in another cell.

The one who came in because of the robbery was called Li Da. He was a wily old fox. He couldn't even remember how many times he had come in. Li Da was purely in administrative detention. It was estimated that he would be released in a few days. As for the old man, Bao Sanli didn't know him. He only said that he was crazy and had been locked up for a long time. According to the other old people in the other cells, it was at least seven or eight years.

Seven or eight years? Yang Ming was stunned. How could there be people in the detention center who were locked up for seven or eight years without going to court? When he asked Bao Sanli, he didn't know either. He only said that it might be a problem left behind by history.

When Yang Ming came to the detention center, he had already eaten dinner. So, he talked to Bao Sanli for a while and went to sleep on his bed.

In the middle of the night, a cry woke Yang Ming up from his dream.

"It's raining. It's sunny. Don't forget to wear a cotton-padded jacket when it's sunny! It's snowing. It's sunny. Don't forget to wear a straw hat when it's sunny! "

"Who is it?" Yang Ming sat up from the bed. He looked up and found that the people in the detention center were all awake. When Bao Sanli saw that Yang Ming was also woken up, he smiled bitterly and shook his head. Then, he pointed to the old man's bed and whispered, "The old man is like this. He is awake for a while and confused for a while. He sang in the middle of the night. This isn't the first time!"

"Then, no one cares?" Yang Ming asked curiously.

"It is said that in the beginning, the prison guards came a few times. But, they saw that his mental state was a bit abnormal, so they didn't care about him." Bao Sanli said, "He is a very pitiful old man. I don't see any relatives."

Yang Ming sighed and lay back on the bed. The old man sang for a while and then became quiet. After a while, there was even breathing sound in the detention center.

The next day, Yang Ming paid special attention to the old man. When the old man was not sick, he was like a normal person. He followed them to eat and drink, but he didn't say a word.

"Hey. Old man, you are carrying so many steamed buns. Aren't you afraid of choking to death? There are no more people behind us! "A green-haired young man pushed the old man. The steamed buns in the old man's hands rolled to the ground.

"Hahahahaha!" A few people around the green-haired young man laughed. These people were the street punks. They usually bullied the weak for fun. Two days ago, they robbed an old man who sold fruits. They were caught by the police and were sentenced to fifteen days of administrative detention.

The old man was about to bend down to pick up the steamed buns on the ground. A hand snatched in front of him. The owner of the hand was Yang Ming!

Yang Ming grabbed the steamed buns from the ground and rubbed them on the soles of his shoes. Then, he stood up. The green-haired young man and the other punks were puzzled. They looked at Yang Ming who was holding a dirty steamed bun in his hand and smiling.

Yang Ming looked at the green-haired young man in front of him. He pinched his cheeks and stuffed the dirty steamed bun into his mouth.

"Ugh … Ah!" The green-haired young man struggled with all his might to close his mouth. However, Yang Ming's force on his mouth was shockingly strong. The green-haired young man could only watch as the dirty steamed bun was stuffed into his mouth.

"Since you are afraid of not having any, then I will give you one!" Yang Ming said expressionlessly. After that, he didn't forget to use his right hand to press the steamed bun into the green-haired young man's throat.

"Ugh … Cough … Cough …" The green-haired young man pinched his throat and coughed violently. The steamed bun was so stuck that he couldn't breathe. His face turned purple. Together with his green hair, he looked like an eggplant in a vegetable field.

"Motherf * cker, you don't want to live anymore!" The person beside the green-haired young man wanted to get angry, but he was stopped by the person beside him. The person whispered a few words in his ear. The person who wanted to get angry looked at Yang Ming and left with the green-haired young man in fear.

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