Bandit [strong]

Mr. Shao couldn't hold back his face that day and was embarrassed, so he didn't give Luo Qiang a good face, and he wasn't as teasing as before.

To let one of the prisoners under him fight and fight and get angry, it's really fucking evil today.

Although Luo Er Er is not an ordinary prisoner, he is currently the highest ranking and most famous prisoner in a large group of more than 100 inmates. It is normal to nod each other, bump fists, and tease mediocrity. , Shao Jun was still a little bit upset.What is your identity?At any rate, he is the discipline of our first team, the "father" of your class seven cubs; what is your identity, Luo Qiang?Knead what rub, rub what rub?You want to make a fool of your "dad" and ask for a cheap price. The third grandpa still has to consider whether you are handsome or not, and whether your figure is good enough. Are we all involved?

A person like Shao Jun, on the surface, treats everyone well and hums with everyone, but in his heart, he is still a bit serious, with his young master's temper, he can't just post it to anyone.The problem of cleanliness is not only on the hands and feet, but also a kind of shallow psychological disease...

The third prison district had a lot of prisoners who wanted to curry favor with him, including among his colleagues. Shao Jun was separated from everyone by a layer, and he didn't have close friendships, and he didn't mix indiscriminately, so he knew it well.

Shao Jun had no idea about Luo Qiang.He thinks he has a unique spectrum and is particularly able to cover it, but he himself doesn't realize that he has lost his way for a long time...

When the lights were turned off at night, Luo Qiang stood by the cell door, waiting for someone across the door.

Shao Jun lowered his head, put his hands in his pockets, and swayed to the door of the seventh class. He was also looking for someone.

Luo Qiang took the initiative to speak: "Officer Shao, I was just joking around today, are you okay?"

Shao Jun shrugged nonchalantly: "What can I do?"

Luo Qiang sincerely praised a few words: "Officer Shao, there are two tricks, have you practiced?"

"That's it!" Shao Jun puffed out his chest, "I wasn't prepared for your sneak attack today. When we come to our training room, we two will practice seriously?"

Luo Qiang was very face-saving, showing a mouthful of white teeth: "Success."

The two looked at each other with a smile on their faces, and the embarrassment of a few hours ago was over.In fact, it's a big deal, isn't it just that a gun goes off in a careless scuffle? Between men, it's common for men to get out of play.Especially in a place like a prison, where the two-storey high wall encloses the land, within a few square kilometers, there are all gentlemen, even the crowing chicken raised in the kitchen and the two wolfhounds in the messenger room are all males. .

During the estrus period in spring every year, two male dogs would pull each other's necks and bark wildly during the day, and sleep in a litter of mean dogs at night, making life difficult.

Shao Jun got out of the police academy and went to prison, so he has seen some worldly experience.He reckoned that Luo Qiang was also that kind of person, so that's a good one.Shao Jun has seen a lot of things like two male dogs getting into the same bed and rubbing against each other in the cell.

Luo Qiang took a small box of plaster and passed it to Shao Jun through the door: "If it hurts, just apply a plaster, and it will be fine in two days."

Shao Jun snorted coldly, took out his pocket silently, and took out a bottle full of safflower oil...

Don't think that Luo Qiang had the upper hand during the fight, and pushed Shao Jun into the tree pit. He was lying in bed that night, and he didn't feel comfortable.

Lying under the quilt, Luo Qiang unbuttoned his clothes, rubbed it with safflower oil for a long time, and turned his head to look at it reluctantly, his shoulders and back arms were bruised, and he couldn't even lift his arms.

The small size of San Mantou looks like his waist is very soft, but his leg is really tough. It looks like he has been fighting with sandbags for a long time, and he is quite a strong kid. Luo Qiang thought to himself...

Luo Xiaosan of his family is about the same age as this guy, and about the same size, but he is a little stronger than the little guy. He usually laughs and jokes in front of people.

Luo Qiang is now sitting alone in the prison, the familiar people around him are gone, and there is no one to lean on his shoulders, he is awkward, he is lost, he is really not used to it.He likes to fight with San Mantou, have fun, and enjoy some kind of indescribable feeling of appropriateness and refreshing.He likes it.

Shao Jun didn't stop when he went back. In fact, he was still very strong in front of Luo Qiang, and he was limping when he walked out of the prison...

That night, Shao Jun took off his trousers for a long time. One leg couldn't be bent, and he jumped into the bathroom.

He was ashamed to let his colleagues see him, so he put his shower in a corner of the bathroom, turned his back and exposed his butt to others.

When Luo Qiang blocked it, he hit Shao Jun's thigh with a palm, and the part of his groin that was neither soft nor hard was swollen...

Shao Jun hissed in pain, cursed in his heart, and took cold water to wash.

After washing, he hid in the bathroom and fiddled with the plaster Luo Qiang gave him, such as musk and tiger bone swelling and stasis ointment, the smell was strong and smoky.

Fortunately, that palm didn't hit too squarely, so if it hit the egg, the egg would explode, and the egg yolk would be gone... Shao Jun was so angry that he looked at the mirror again and threw the second uncle and the third uncle of the Luo family. Fuck it again.

He lowered his head and crossed his legs in a frog-like posture, and carefully applied a large piece of tiger bone paste to his place.

Then I took photos before and after, and I was very dissatisfied, feeling that I was not handsome anymore.

The rosy, plump, firm, and delicate parts are originally self-contained, with whole parts and parts, front and back, and now a large white plaster is pasted next to it, can it look good?

Shao Jun glanced at the mirror for a few times, and involuntarily remembered that when the two of them were stacked together, he had a physiological reaction.

Luo Qiang's hard, thick guy with a different size than ordinary people pressed against his thigh with a sense of presence, which made him a little hurt. The violent oppression and ravage made him erect all of a sudden, a little bit There is no ambiguity.

Looking back now, Shao Jun felt normal, he had nothing to do with Luo Qiang, he was just holding back and needed to vent his anger.

Can you hold back?That part of the man is too sensitive, your third grandfather is alive and well, and he is in the middle of his vigorous youth, why don't you rub me with a wooden washboard without temperature, our little third grandfather will be hard too!What's more, the person pressing on me was a big living person, and Nima pressed me tightly, rubbing me...

Shao Jun knew that there was something wrong with him, he had always known that he had reactions to men.

Since he was a child, he always played with his buddies. Except for one or two childhood sweethearts who were lucky enough to ride on the back seat of his bicycle, he didn't have a particularly close girlfriend.

Of course, Chu Xun and Shen Bowen's group also hang out with their buddies all day long, but it feels different. Those people chat about women, talk dirty, discuss various lewd topics related to women, and go to nightclubs together , pick up girls.Shao Jun doesn't even bother with girls, so he doesn't have that kind of strong and excited desire.Every time this group of people sat in a circle in the nightclub, each of them ordered a girl to cuddle and chat with. The girl sat on Shao Jun's lap and flicked his breasts, her ass was dangling like a pump, and he couldn't even get hard.Niu'er said that this man was sick, so he didn't raise it; he thought Niu'er was too stupid and impatient.

He likes to watch football, read comics, play games, and stay up all night without sleep. Later, he practiced taekwondo, played with guns, and entered the police academy.He likes things that boys play with, and the 79-type micro-charger in the police academy was his girl. Later, he realized that he might like men.

It's a pity that the two of them were so young that they couldn't be straighter anymore. The girls have changed for several generations; they have known each other since they were young when they wore open crotch pants.

Young Master Shen is not handsome enough, and Young Master Chu is handsome but not thick enough, no matter how you look at it, you feel a bit uninteresting... Shao Jun actually watched a lot when he was young.

Half-year-old boy, seventeen or eighteen years old in puberty, is very fierce, and wants to sneak out every night when he sleeps.In Shao Jun's small room at home, the four walls are covered with posters of his favorite football stars.Among the stars of that era, he admired Batistuta and Cantona the most, and felt that those talents were pure men.At that time, he couldn't hold back his swelling at night, and he imagined Batty, who was roaring and running wildly at the wall, panting heavily, and he could ejaculate quickly...

Batty's poster hung for many years. After he was admitted to university, he packed it into his luggage and hung it next to his bed in the police academy dormitory for another four full years. When he graduated, the painting faded and his facial features were blurred. Not even willing to throw it away.

Shao Jun's four-year college youth, full of passion and enthusiasm, were all confessed to that poster in the dead of night...

Shao Jun also didn't have a boyfriend with whom he had a particularly deep relationship.It would be a lie to say that I have never had one at all, but there is no one I particularly like, and none of them can last for more than four months.

In his heart, those friends are not as deep as the poster that has been used for many years.

Of course, the person he has the deepest affection for is his mother. After his mother left, he has never had a deep affection with anyone.

That late autumn, Qinghe Prison was warm, the cells were heated, and a thin layer of white mist covered the window panes.

Everyone began to add bedding and clothes.People like Luo Qiang had wounds on their legs with cuts, and were especially afraid of the cold, so they added sweaters and fleece pants to their prison uniforms.

There are two inmates in the same prison. They are from rural areas, and life is relatively difficult. No one sends this to that. They wear sweaters and fleece pants given by Luo Qiang.

Hedgehog now shaves his face every day, instead of using his small razor that hums like a lame donkey, he rubs his strong brother's advanced 3D rotary razor and imported massage shaving cream.

Hu Yan used to have a set of things himself, but now he also starts to use Luo Qiang's, moisturizer, aftershave and so on.He wanted to make himself smell like Luo Qiang.He just likes the smell on Luo's second son.He can't smell a real person, he smells himself in bed every day.

Luo Qiang didn't care about these details, he would let anyone use his stuff.

A person who has been used to being a big brother for so many years does have the natural air of being a big brother.The restaurants and nightclubs under his name are all managed by his trusted brothers. In this regard, he is not stingy and unambiguous.

What's more, even if Luo Qiang is a tiger in Pingyang, temporarily impoverished and imprisoned, after all, the tree has deep roots, and there are brothers outside. Some people send things to Qinghe every three days, and some people send money to his shopping card.

Each prisoner has such a savings card, and the wages earned by working every month and the pocket money given by the family are stored on the card.Since the "Wumart Supermarket" was opened in Qinghe Prison, there is somewhere to spend the money.

Almost every Sunday in the No. [-] prison cell was like Chinese New Year. Luo Qiang took his card to the supermarket to buy food and two big bags.He walked in the middle, and Hedgehog and Shunzi each carried a bag to the left and right, and walked through the corridor arrogantly.The boys in the other classes saw it, but their eyes became greedy, and they said that the shop in the seventh class is the most luxurious, so don't be picky, and the boys in the seventh class have good cigarettes and snacks.

All the other classes smoked Baisha, but the brats who cleaned the toilet from top to bottom in their class all smoked Zhongnanhai!

The head of another class saw it, but his face turned green.Luo Er Er, your mother has only been in Qinghe for half a year, and you have already raised Fan Ersheng, the head of Qinghe Prison, to a new level. How can you let others mess around? !

One night, after dinner, everyone went back to the dormitory to put away the rice bowls, and according to the old rules, they lined up in the small auditorium to watch TV.

The small auditorium is next to the cafeteria, and there are two white writing boards hanging side by side at the door.

One of the small whiteboards is the cafeteria menu for this week. Everyone can memorize the content on it. Breakfast is steamed bun rice porridge with pickles; Cabbage or radish ribs, it's always the same over and over again.

Another small whiteboard used to be used for writing ideological reports and shouting political slogans. Recently, it is said that it was an idea of ​​a certain instructor in the team. Humanized management was changed to birthday wishes.

One person glanced at the small whiteboard and said "Yo", a row of people looked up one after another, and then everyone turned their heads in unison.

"Boss, happy birthday!!!" Someone from class seven shouted.

"Brother Qiang, is it your birthday today?!" the hedgehog chirped.

"Brother, why didn't you tell us, your birthday?" Hu Yan also said.

Luo Qiang was surprised by himself, staring at the writing board for a while before recovering from it. It was written with colored pens, [Birthday message: Happy birthday to Luo Qiang, No. 3709, happy work, full marks for labor, triple-double! 】When he returned to the cell that night, Luo Qiang saw an envelope on his bed.

He opened it, and it was a birthday card signed "Officer Shao".

Luo Qiang only glanced at it, but didn't read it carefully. He quickly looked around, and rushed to his upper berth as if nothing had happened, and laid his head on the quilt comfortably, and then opened the card...

The greetings on the birthday card are a few simple sentences, the style between men, two half-serious sentences, and another half-sentenced half-sentence with a bit of color.

Just those two sentences, Luo Qiang stared blankly for 10 minutes, staring at the words on the card in a daze, suddenly felt that this card was very cute and attractive...

Until the hedgehog on the next bed said: "Officer Shao is a nice person and careful, Officer Shao loves us the most!"

Luo Qiang glanced at that guy sideways, thinking, who does San Mantou love?How many of you can he still love?

The hedgehog lay sprawled on the bed, and said to himself: "Brother Qiang this month, you will receive a small card, and next month it will be my birthday, and next month I will receive a small card."

Luo Qiang's heart moved, and he asked, "He gave it to you? What did he write?"

The hedgehog reached out and rummaged through it, and found the card from the bottom of the pile of things beside the bed: "Here, Mr. Shao gave it to me last year!"

Luo Qiang: "..."

The hedgehog handed it over, not noticing the face of his boss, and collapsed in a flash...

Luo Qiang bit his lip and looked at the birthday card that the hedgehog received, and fell silent, with a hint of disappointment evident in his eyes.

Not to mention the same signature, even the few words written are similar. Did you, San Mantou, buy a book that teaches you how to write blessings?You fucking copied your little talent from a book!