Hearing Hong Dali's order, the male lackey left like a gust of wind. Not long after, he ran back with a big black plastic bag. There were at least 20 cartons of cigarettes inside. Just by looking at the packaging, one could tell that they were all good stuff.
"Not bad, not bad." Hong Dali beamed with delight. "You have good eyesight." Then, he ordered, "Open them all." Thus, a group of people started to open the cigarettes in front of the prisoners.
Very quickly, the floor was filled with boxes. Hong Dali picked up a box of cigarettes and threw it out. He smiled and said, "Catch this. Help me do something later."
The prisoner's eyes instantly went wide. He caught the cigarette like a professional baseball player and hugged it tightly in his arms. Like a beggar who had won a five million lottery, the ecstasy and satisfaction in his eyes were indescribable.
With this example, earth-shattering noises came from all the other cells. Countless prisoners squeezed towards the door, looking like ghosts demanding the lives of their enemies.
Hong Dali laughed and threw the cigarettes out. After throwing more than half of them out, he said, "Help me do something later."
The words of the God of Fortune were always effective. The prisoners directly knelt down. "Young Master, please tell me what you need. I will do anything for you!"
The cells further in were still empty. Nothing else happened. Hong Dali and his group quickly arrived at the door of cell 205.
This was a single cell at the end of the corridor.
As the warden of this prison, Cao Jianrong naturally knew what kind of place cell 205 was.
It could be said that it was a concentration camp for the most ferocious prisoners on the second floor. Everything followed the law of the jungle. Only the most ferocious and powerful person could become the boss of cell 205 and the entire second floor.
Standing at the door of cell 205, Warden Cao Jianrong carefully said, "Young Master Dali, why don't I ask someone to call Ling Mufeng out? I don't want to spoil your mood. I don't feel good about it. " Here, Cao Jianrong felt as if he was in front of the gates of hell. He could only muster up his courage and put up a last-ditch struggle.
Hong Dali completely ignored Cao Jianrong's words and pulled him aside. "We are already here. How can we not go in and take a look?"
Cao Jianrong's head was full of cold sweat. He hurriedly retreated to a corner, trembling all over, not daring to say another word.
Cao Jianrong could not be blamed for being so afraid.
Cell 205 was different from other normal cells. The people locked up here were the most vicious criminals on the second floor. The rules of this prison had to be mentioned.
The first floor was usually filled with petty thieves and mischievous criminals. Usually, after being locked up for ten days or half a month, they would be released. Therefore, the first floor was the closest to the outside, and it was also the best for them to be released for the longest time.
The second floor was completely different. Most of them were between one year and ten years old. Which of those who were sentenced to this kind of punishment did not have their hands stained with blood? Fighting was a common occurrence, there was no suspense.
And 205 was the group of people who had served the longest sentences on the second floor. All of them were dangerous criminals who chopped off people's limbs and maimed others.
Ling Mufeng was secretly sent here by Liu Yu. One could imagine what would happen to him.
As for the third floor, most of the prisoners there were more than ten years old. Even their release time was staggered with the people below. Most of them were lucky to be alive. Of course, most of them were just worthless lives. They would get out if they could, but it did not matter if they couldn't. On the third floor, fighting was even more common. It was a place where the strong preyed on the weak.
Actually, what Hong Dali was most worried about was not that Ling Mufeng would be bullied inside.
Being bullied in 205 was simply a small matter. It was not worth mentioning at all.
What Hong Dali was really worried about was the group of prisoners in 205 who were as thirsty as hungry wolves. To these vicious men, a long sentence of close to five years was the most dangerous period when they had nowhere to vent their desires.
Not to mention women, even if it was a picture of a seductive woman, they would fight over it. He was afraid that Ling Mufeng would lose his chrysanthemum after entering here. That would be very troublesome. Once a shadow was left in his heart, his future would not be easy.
Hong Dali took a deep breath and said, "Okay, open the door."
"O … okay …" Cao Jianrong reluctantly opened the door of the cell. Cao Jianrong brought a few prison guards and led the way.
Hong Dali brought Tang Muxin and a group of lackeys and followed them in.
Compared to the other cells, 205 was more than twice the size of the other cells. The room was ten meters long, eight meters wide, and about four meters high. The lighting was relatively dark. Of course, this was the effect created by the prisoners in the cell. This was the kind of environment they wanted.
There were a total of sixteen bunk beds in the room. All of them were welded to the wall. Generally, a strong man with slightly more strength would not be able to move them. This way, they could prevent fights and murders from happening inside.
The middle of the cell was spacious. There was a vent at the top of the wall, and the iron fence was welded shut. There was a bathroom in the corner. Although there was a toilet, it still smelled bad.
But even so, the bathroom had become one of the sources of frequent disturbances. It was not an exaggeration to say that if one did not mix well in here, going to the bathroom would be a big problem.
One could imagine someone squatting and taking a dump. Then, someone smashed the door from outside and kicked him.
At this time, there were about twenty prisoners with stubble on their heads sitting in the middle of the cell. Four of them were playing poker, and about fifteen to sixteen prisoners were watching and cheering.
At the outermost part, there was a young man busily cleaning up the room. He was about 1.78 meters tall and had delicate features. He was handsome, and his skin could be said to be fair. He must be Ling Xiaoyi's brother, Ling Mufeng.
However, the originally good-looking young man was now wearing a singlet and shorts prison uniform. His exposed skin was covered with purplish bruises. His nose was red and swollen, his eyes were black and blue, and the corners of his mouth were torn, revealing a faint trace of blood. As for his hair, it had been shaved long ago, leaving only about five millimeters of stubble.
Hong Dali looked at him and secretly nodded. This was not bad. At least he looked more masculine. This way, he would not be seen as a trap by these vicious prisoners. He should still be able to keep his chrysanthemum.
Seeing her brother again, Ling Xiaoyi was already sobbing.
Hong Dali secretly shook his head. No wonder she was crying like this. Luckily, he came early. Otherwise, this kid would have suffered a lot.
Cell 205, which had never had anyone come in for many years, now had so many people. For a moment, everyone curiously stared at Hong Dali, trying to guess the purpose of this young man who suddenly came here.
When Ling Mufeng saw the scene, especially the warden and his sister, he hurriedly ran over. Immediately, a male lackey protected him.
At this time, a muscular man with an eagle tattoo on his arm stood up and looked at Hong Dali. He smiled and said, "Yo, young brother, what's the matter? Are you here to visit your relatives?"
"Yes, I'm here to visit my relatives." Hong Dali smiled and asked, "How do I address you, big brother?"
"No problem, just call me Old Eagle." Although he said that, he was secretly thinking in his heart. This is cell 205. Ordinary people without some background would not be able to come in so easily, not to mention the warden leading the way. Who exactly is this kid? What is his relationship with this young man called Ling Mufeng?
Hong Dali ignored him and turned to look at Ling Mufeng. "Is your chrysanthemum still there?"
Ling Mufeng was startled. He subconsciously touched his buttocks and hurriedly nodded.
Old Eagle and the others suddenly became quiet and then laughed loudly. Old Eagle held his stomach and laughed especially loudly. "Hahahaha, did you hear that? This kid actually asked if his buttocks were still there. Hahahaha! It turns out that his lover is here to visit him. It's not that I don't understand, but the world is changing too fast. Hahaha! "
Everyone laughed extremely arrogantly. Cao Jianrong was about to call the alarm to teach them a lesson when Hong Dali turned around and walked out. "Let's go out first."
"Young Master Dali, that's it?" Cao Jianrong asked.
"Of course not." After coming out of cell 205, Hong Dali looked at Ling Mufeng. "Do you remember who beat you up inside?"
"All of them. They all beat me up." Ling Mufeng gritted his teeth and said, "I can't even go to the toilet peacefully."
"That's simple." Hong Dali walked back and shouted, "Brothers, come out and help me!"
The prisoners outside responded loudly. "Young Master, just tell us what you need!"
Hong Dali sniffled and grinned. "Do you see the cell inside? Everyone, go in and beat them up for me! Don't let any of them off! Everyone who does it will be rewarded 1,000 yuan. You can spend it however you want! "
Releasing prisoners outside of the break time would result in punishment. However, at this time, Cao Jianrong didn't even think before asking someone to open the door. Anyway, things had already come to this point. With Hong Dali, this Young Master, holding the fort, what was there to be afraid of?
The door of the cell was opened, and a brawny man with a height of about 1.9 meters ran out. He was bald and had the word "Loyalty" tattooed on his neck. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, thick lips, and a body full of muscles. He should be the leader of these people.
Hong Dali was very satisfied with his appearance and asked, "How do I address you, Big Brother?"
The brawny man said, "My name is Cheng Quandao. Young Master, you can just call me Xiao Dao."
"En, not bad." Hong Dali stepped forward and pinched the muscles on his arm. "You have some talent. Reward, 2,000 yuan!"
The three male lackeys instantly stepped forward and started counting the money. Xiao Dao, Cheng Quandao, 2,000 yuan, and the rest 1,000 yuan each. The prisoners spontaneously lined up in an unprecedented manner and stood by the side to wait for orders. After everyone had received the money, Hong Dali sniffled. "Brothers, go!"
One thousand dollars was an astronomical figure in this place. The group of prisoners were so excited that their faces were flushed. It was as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
"Open the door." Hong Dali snapped his fingers. "Just don't kill them."
Cao Jianrong sighed and opened the door of cell 205 again.
Then, he saw a large group of prisoners howling and rushing in. Cao Jianrong was so scared that his little heart almost jumped out. "God, I didn't see or hear anything!"
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