The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Chapter 165 Prison Time

"It's a bit ominous. We are not waiting for arraignment in ordinary cells. Here are some serious criminals."

Lei Che said something bad, but his expression remained as usual.

Paul was a little panicked. He stupidly came to the corridor and looked around. He was so frightened that he ran back immediately.

Jack climbed back onto the canopy bed and lay down, and began to recharge his batteries. Today was a bit sad. He had always been single in the past and had never tried to fight a group.

"Why are we being imprisoned here?" Paul asked in panic.

"That's not what you should be concerned about right now." Rachel also climbed back into the upper bunk of his bed. "It's better to worry about yourself more."

"Why?" Paul was even more panicked.

"They're exchanging cigarettes, magazines, even meat from today's lunch, all to be the first to fuck you."

Reacher began to threaten him seriously, "You will not be treated as a human being here, but as currency. Don't be so nervous and save your energy. You will be busy later."

Jack almost laughed out loud. Although this big guy was unhappy with being used as a gunman by Finlay, it was impossible for him to just sit back and watch Paul being picked up. After all, he also knew that if this guy revealed some information earlier, he would also be able to do it sooner. Get rid of this trouble.

Paul looked up at Jack on the other bed. He hesitated for a moment and said nothing. He just hid in the corner of the cell and curled up as much as possible, which seemed to be a cover-up.

Seeing Rachel also turning his playful eyes towards him, Jack was a little confused, and then he realized that compared to Paul, he seemed more like a pretty boy.

Damn it, Jack couldn't help but feel a chill. It wasn't because he was afraid, but because he felt a little nauseous when he thought about the intimate contact he would have with those damn G guys later.

Sure enough, not long after, a big old black man with a thick beard appeared at the door of their cell, whistling and looking inside.

"Ah ha, look what's here, oh, the girl has white and soft skin, and she also wears nice glasses."

Big Black completely ignored Jack and Reacher lying on the bunks on both sides, and squeezed into the small cell with three Black followers.

Among the three of them, only Paul wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. When he saw that the other party was really coming for him, he was so frightened that he huddled tightly in the corner. He looked like a little daughter-in-law who was being bullied.

"Come here, take off your obstructive glasses and come here."

The elder Heiyin ordered while unbuttoning his pants with a smile.

Jack couldn't stand it anymore. Although it wasn't directed at him, he was afraid that he would see something disgusting later and wouldn't be able to eat at lunch, so he made a sign of invitation to Rachel across the aisle.

Lei Che chewed his teeth in displeasure, jumped off the bed, and landed in front of Da Lao Hei, startling him.

"Wow, look at this gorilla, what do you think?" Big Black looked at the three younger brothers behind him and took a step forward to challenge.

"I'll give you a choice, fat pig. You came into my room uninvited. You and your friends can leave now, or let them carry you out, fat pig."

Lei Che was full of energy, lowering his head and looking down at Big Black, full of pressure.

"I'm counting to three."

"One"

"Bitch, do you know who you are talking to?" Da Laohei was obviously panicked, but he was still bluffing.

"two"

Before 'three' could be said, Reacher hit Big Laohei with a headbutt, and then with lightning speed, he pressed the side of his head to the bed frame, and banged his elbow against his ear. Two critical hits.

Da Laohei had no resistance and fell into a deep and sweet sleep in less than two seconds.

Maybe many people have the impression that a huge guy is powerful but slow in movement. This time, Lei Che told everyone present that this is just your illusion.

Jack had fought against Chris many times when he was treating him. Chris and Reacher were both about the same height and weight, but in terms of unarmed combat alone, he believed that Chris was definitely no match for Reacher.

He even felt that if he and Reacher were confined to a small space like a cell, without using healing techniques, he would be the last one to fall.

Paul, who was huddled in the corner, was stunned by Reacher's lightning-like blows. His whole body trembled, his eyes widened, and he took a deep breath with his mouth wide open.

"Now, get out of my room."

Lei Che casually took off a pair of punk sunglasses from the face of the younger brother behind Big Black, wiped them, and put them on his face.

"Take this dead fat pig with you."

The three younger brothers hurriedly carried the unconscious Da Laohei away in panic.

"Go out and bask in the sun?" Reacher, who had just pretended to be a big boy, looked at the two inmates and pushed up the punk sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Let's go, it stinks here." Jack jumped out of bed, grabbed Paul, who was still huddled in the corner, and asked him to walk between the two of them.

One thing to say is that although he has always been a law-abiding citizen in his previous life and has never seen the real situation behind the high walls with his own eyes, Jack has also heard on the news about a certain big star who went there and worked on a sewing machine every day. In comparison, the old man The prison of America seems to be much freer.

Probably because this is not a private prison, there are quite a lot of people outside during the break time. There is a simple basketball court, and a group of black guys are sweating their youth freely on the court.

The three of them sat down by the basketball court and passed the time leisurely.

"Stay away from me, I'm not interested in your ventriloquism, don't get so close." Reacher said to the cowering Paul next to him.

"He will protect you, trust me." Jack ignored Reacher's glare and patted Paul.

"Thank you, thank you. I know I'm in big trouble." Paul was obviously frightened by what he had just experienced.

Lei Che glanced at him speechlessly, implying that you are not talking nonsense. How could you come in if you didn't cause trouble?

"Everyone who comes in feels they are innocent." Jack remembered the role he played and patted Paul on the shoulder to express comfort.

"I'm really not a criminal. I'm a fucking money manager. Someone forced me to use some financial means. I was forced."

Paul looked a little excited.

Reacher pretended not to care, but in fact he was cooperating with his words, "I know everyone who is caught will say this."

"But I was really forced." Seeing that neither of them seemed to believe what he said, Paul became a little anxious.

"Those people made it very clear to me if I got them into trouble."

"Are you going to risk your life?" Jack complimented him at the right time.

"I really hope that's all, my boss said if I interfere with their plans they will"

"They would nail me to the wall in front of my family, cut off my balls, force me to eat them, and let me watch my wife and children slowly bleed to death."

Jack and Rachel did not continue to talk to Paul, but looked at each other. They both discovered that there was another wave of malicious guys nearby who were paying attention to this area intentionally or unintentionally. This time there were more people, about seven or eight. , and looks more fierce and sturdy.