"Huff … Huff …"
As the effect of the Energy Booster had worn off, Zhao Yu began to pant. He knew that the side effects would make him more and more tired.
The places where he had been hit by the fighters also began to ache.
"Woo … Woo … Don't hit me, don't hit me …" Zhao Yu looked at the white man, who had been beaten senseless and was crying in the corner. "You are different from me. I have a strong background, so I won't be punished if I hit you!
"But you hit me, which is a violation of discipline. You will be sent to hell for punishment …"
"Mm, okay!" Zhao Yu forced his tired body to go up and kick him again!
"Ah … Ah … Stop …" The white man had never seen such a violent person before. He quickly knelt down and begged for mercy. "I was wrong, I was wrong, bro. Don't hit me …"
"Huff … Huff …" Zhao Yu was really tired, so he sat down on the bed and continued to pant.
"Woo … Woo …" The white man was like a wronged child, shrinking in the corner and wiping his tears.
"Let me ask you," Zhao Yu finally got to the point after he caught his breath. "Do you have a middle-aged man in his fifties, who looks like me, who is Asian?" he asked.
"Mm … Mm …" The white man thought for a moment, then quickly answered, "There are a lot of Asians. There are four or five in their fifties, right?"
"He smokes …" Zhao Yu said. "One of his arms is wrapped in bandages!"
"Oh … You mean 1896?" The white man quickly replied. "He is from China, but his English is very good! He said his surname is Miao? "
"Yes! Yes! "Zhao Yu suddenly became excited." That's him! Let me ask you, where is he now? "
"He is in Cell 101, the one by the stairs. He lives with a Central African terrorist!" The white man replied. "He is quite talkative. He doesn't even stop talking when he is being beaten …"
"Beaten?" Zhao Yu's heart skipped a beat and he asked, "What happened to his arm?"
"He was beaten by the prison guards!" The white man replied. "A few days ago, he stole a cell phone from a prison guard, so his arm was broken!
"Actually, the cell phones of the prison guards can't make calls at all. There is no SIM card in them. They are only used to listen to the radio …"
Oh …
Zhao Yu thought that Miao Kun must have called to ask for help and let the Secret Service know that he was being held in the House of Sin.
Tsk tsk …
Zhao Yu was getting more and more curious. How did Miao Kun get in?
What exactly happened to him?
"You … Do you know each other?" The white man asked carefully.
"What crime did you commit?" Zhao Yu ignored his question and asked him a question in return.
"Me?" The white man shook his head helplessly. "I'm a businessman. When I was doing business in Mauritania, I had a small conflict with them, and then they captured me and brought me here!"
"Sigh!" Zhao Yu sighed and raised his fist, ready to punch.
"Don't, don't, don't …" The white man was frightened and quickly corrected himself. "It's not a small conflict. I accidentally killed someone. I … I am in the arms trade!
"They wanted to set me up, so we opened fire …"
"Then …" Zhao Yu put down his fist and asked, "How many years were you sentenced to?"
"It depends on how much money I can pay," the white man replied helplessly. "If I can't pay a penny, I will be shot. If I can pay 1 million euros, I will be released directly!"
"But if I can stay here for a year, it will only cost 200,000. So … My boss chose to let me stay for a year in order to save 800,000 euros. This is a small punishment for me!"
"It seems that your boss is not very rich," Zhao Yu sighed. "Aren't you worried that your boss won't pay a penny?"
"No, my boss is my brother-in-law …" The white man said. "In fact, compared to most people, I am lucky!
"Because I really killed someone, so it's not wrong for me to spend a year in prison!"
"So, what crime did Miao commit?" Zhao Yu asked again.
"I don't know," the white man replied simply. "I don't know him well. He may have offended the Matt Gang and was beaten almost every day. I dare not get too close to him!"
As soon as he heard that his father-in-law was beaten every day, Zhao Yu clenched his fists.
"But," the white man continued, "in a sinful family, many people are innocent. Some are kidnapped, and some are sent here by their enemies. In short, there are all kinds of strange people!"
Oh?
Sent here by their enemies?
Zhao Yu pondered this sentence carefully. Could Miao Kun be in this situation? He knew that because of Miao Kun's special job, he had indeed offended many people.
But …
If it was really for revenge, why didn't he just kill him?
Tsk tsk …
"Um … I … I …" At this time, the white man begged, "Can I sleep on the upper bunk? I … I will make the bed. And … I have cigarettes and chocolate here …"
Seeing that the man was so timid, Zhao Yu was no longer in the mood to argue with him. He immediately waved his hand, and the white man quickly tidied up the bed and offered Zhao Yu cigarettes and snacks.
It didn't take long for the side effects of the Energy Booster to kick in. Zhao Yu stopped talking and went straight to sleep. Since the emergency alarm was triggered at any time, Zhao Yu wasn't worried that the white man would attack him while he was sleeping.
Maybe because he had changed to a relatively comfortable environment, he slept very well that night. When he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.
When the white man saw that Zhao Yu had woken up, he hurriedly stood aside respectfully and bowed.
This person was called Wright. When Zhao Yu saw his face, he realized that he had indeed gone a little too far last night. Such a white fat man had been beaten up like a piece of bread. His head was swollen like a pig's head, and his body was covered in bruises and bruises. It was a horrible sight to behold.
The Paradise District was indeed different from the ordinary district. There was breakfast here, and all the prisoners in this district could go to the second floor for breakfast.
Zhao Yu had been waiting for this opportunity. When the prison guard opened the cell door, he immediately walked towards the stairs with Wright.
At that moment, all of the prisoners had left their cells. When Zhao Yu passed by Cell 101, he deliberately took a look inside, but the cell was empty.
It seemed that Miao Kun had already gone upstairs.
So, Zhao Yu impatiently went up the stairs to the cafeteria on the second floor. He saw that all the prisoners in the Paradise District were there! At first glance, there were about seventy or eighty people.
Miao Kun … Miao Kun … Miao Kun …
Zhao Yu didn't line up to get his plate, but looked for his father-in-law in the crowd. He soon found that most of the prisoners here were foreigners, including Europeans and Asians.
However, Zhao Yu looked around and didn't see any trace of Miao Kun.
This time, he couldn't help but panic a little. He had worked so hard to get here. If he found the wrong person, it would really be a joke.
No, he suddenly remembered that Wright had said that there was a Chinese prisoner with the surname Miao here. This person must be Miao Kun.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yu quickly went to find Wright.
However, as soon as he turned around, Wright came up to Zhao Yu with an Arabian man and said, "This man is Miao's roommate. He said that Miao had a sudden illness last night and was sent to the infirmary."
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