Since he went to prison, his family used some connections to help Zhao Qing's life become less painful, much better than in the detention center.

But after a month or two, several tall and strong new prisoners came to the sub-prison, and the situation changed.

Not long after that group of people came in, he started to be targeted.

First, he deliberately had his food plate knocked over to cause trouble for him.

Then several people surrounded him, blocked the camera, and touched him inappropriately.

There are 12 prison blocks in this prison, each of which is divided into three sub-blocks, and each sub-block has about 150 prisoners.

Minor frictions between prisoners are inevitable, but fights are rare.

Today's prisons are not like the old-style prisons with prison bullies. There are 24-hour surveillance everywhere.

Therefore, even if there is a fight, it is a one-sided fight.

Those who are beaten usually do not fight back.

They also want to reduce their sentences and get out early.

Therefore, as long as it is not a fight, and is just a minor incident that can be resolved internally, the cadres will not interfere too much.

These people took advantage of the fact that Zhao Qing did not dare to take the initiative to complain to the squadron cadres. They knew that Zhao Qing's sentence was long and that he had to behave well if he wanted to get a reduced sentence.

When he first entered prison, Zhao Qing was desperate.

It was Zhao's mother who told him that he must control his temper in prison and not fight, otherwise there would be no chance of a reduced sentence.

He seemed to see hope.

Yes, reduce the sentence!

He will reform himself well in prison, strive for sentence reduction, and be released from prison as soon as possible!

Later, when the mother came to visit him in prison, she mentioned that Luo Yeqing had already received part of Fan Kunshan's property, and her eyes were full of disdain.

"I told you long ago that this woman was after Fan Kunshan's property. Now she has snatched the child away from her and taken half of the money. I think you are as stupid as Fan Kunshan, and in the end, Luo Yeqing got the upper hand!"

Zhao Qing was stunned at first, and then emotions gradually appeared in his eyes.

Luo Yeqing...!

If it weren't for her, Kunshan and I would have been fine at the beginning.

If she had obediently given birth to the child and given him one, his family wouldn't have forced him to find a girlfriend and get married every day.

If she could keep Fan Kunshan's heart at home, why would he go after other men?

Thinking that Luo Yeqing had become different since she aborted her second child and had been targeting him everywhere, Zhao Qing's eyes gradually became sinister.

A gentleman's revenge is never too late.

By then, Master Zhao will revive the martial arts world, and sooner or later he will make this damn woman taste the suffering and pain he has endured.

After that, the number of visits from my mother to the prison gradually decreased.

At first she cried and complained about her father.

Eight out of ten times, it is said that the bastards outside want to return to their roots.

She and her father quarreled about this every day.

After listening and comforting her several times, Zhao Qing became impatient.

The two visits every month are not for me to sit here and listen to Zhao's mother complain.

He thought that his family had loaded money into his card, so he would be able to live more comfortably when he entered.

Who knows that there are some things that cannot be bought with money and can only be obtained through labor points.

Therefore, in order to get better quality daily necessities and snacks, Zhao Qing learned to operate a sewing machine.

At one point he thought he was really awesome.

She can do business outside and sew here.

Tsk, Jin Lin is not someone who can be easily ignored. Those who bully me, just wait and see. When I get out, I will start with your families!

But every time he came to visit him, it was only Zhao's mother, who would cry and tell him the same thing over and over again.

After a long time, Zhao Qing began to feel a little resentful.

If I cry to him, will he run out and beat up those bastards?

He sneered inwardly: It's your fault that you have no ability at all, can't win over your father's heart, and let him produce a bunch of bastards.

The person he wanted to see most was not his mother, but his father.

Later, the frequency of his mother's visits to see him gradually decreased.

He felt upset again and missed his family.

Even his sister, who had never visited him before, came to see him once and said that his parents were wanting a divorce and they couldn't stop them.

From what my sister said, my father is planning to acknowledge those bastards.

The elder sister was very angry and said that if those people entered the house, she would take her mother and leave the Zhao family.

Only then did Zhao Qing realize that if his father had a new heir, would he still care about him?

After all, the old man had never visited him once since he went to jail.

But before he had time to think about his future position in the Zhao family, he encountered something that made him even more devastated.

Among the guys who bullied him in the cell was a guy with an eagle tattooed on his arm.

The "eagle" invaded him at night while he was sleeping.

They are all prisoners with long sentences who can't see women all year round. Why would he let go of a pretty boy who can be used as a woman?

Moreover, they had undergone a strict physical examination before coming in, and he believed that Zhao Qing was much cleaner than those outside.

"From now on, I will use you once a week. Do you hear me? If you serve me well, I will ask them to beat you less. If you dare to tell the cadres... hehe..."

The man threatened Zhao Qing that if he dared to tell the disciplinary officer, he would find more people to rape him.

Zhao Qing vomited.

Vomited in a public toilet.

Although the man acted covertly, there were cameras in the cell and the prison guards would not have missed it.

But the victims didn't say anything, so everyone turned a blind eye.

Until the evening of the second day of the New Year.

After everyone fell asleep, a figure stood up and walked to a lower bunk, patting Zhao Qing who was sleeping soundly.

Zhao Qing thought it was that wretched prisoner, so he rubbed his eyes and got up.

The two men groped their way to the squat toilet at the back of the cell.

Zhao Qing had habitually turned his back to the other person and took off his pants.

Unexpectedly, something strangled his neck from behind.

Before he could even open his mouth, the other person had already twisted the towel together.

Zhao Qing wanted to resist, but the other party was too strong and he couldn't loosen the thing wrapped around his neck.

The last thing that caught his eye was the small, gray, rusty iron window high up on the wall.

Luo Yeqing felt relieved for some reason.

She's not that saintly.

Finally died.

But I didn’t expect that Zhao Qing’s retribution would come so quickly.

Xie Lingdang always kept a trace of her spiritual consciousness beside Zhao Qing.

If one day she left this plane and Zhao Qing wanted to do something bad to Luo Yeqing, her spiritual sense would be able to deal with him.

When Xie Lingdang found out that someone was trying to kill Zhao Qing, she became excited.

However, this killer is too direct. Isn’t he afraid that the prison guards will find out and stop him?

There is also 24-hour surveillance in the cells, and the prisoners are monitored by prison guards when they sleep and go to the toilet.

Xie Lingdang was thinking about how to prevent anyone from disturbing the killer's actions, but she found that the prison guard who was staring at the surveillance camera actually hesitated.

When I looked closely, it turned out to be him...

Xie Lingdang took action after a brief thought.

She quickly mobilized her spiritual power.

For a moment, except for the space where Zhao Qing and the killer were, time everywhere else stood still.

Seeing Zhao Qing sticking out his tongue, the killer tightened the towel in his hand for a while, and finally touched his neck.

No pulse.

The killer loosened his grip on the towel.

With a dull thud, Zhao Qing fell to the ground with his naked buttocks.

The next second, the time around returned to normal flow.

The lights in the cell suddenly turned on, and a prison guard on duty ran over from a distance with a baton in his hand.

......

"So," Luo Yeqing muttered to himself, "who sent the killer?"

Who could hate someone so much that they would not let him go even if it meant going to jail?

"Could it be Fan Kunshan's mother?"

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