Bandit [strong]

Hu Yan was peeking at Luo Qiang walking the bird in the bathhouse, and someone was also peeking at Luo Qiang walking the bird through the monitor.

In the changing room of the bathhouse, there was a guard sitting at the door with a newspaper in his hand, supervising everyone taking a bath without a glance.Shao Jun never took on this job, and every time he asked other guards on the same shift to watch over the bathhouse.

Shao Jun couldn't stare at this.When he sat in the bathhouse, wasn't it the same feeling as an ordinary man sitting there watching a group of big girls with bulging bodies and spurting blood taking a bath?If you don't like any of them, it's okay, you'll be safe and sound, if you fall in love with someone on the spot, you'll be guilty on the spot...

Therefore, he hid in the monitoring room every time and watched with the camera.

It was very fresh at the beginning, but after seeing the injury, the optic nerve got used to that kind of stimulation, and the spirit was completely relaxed and tired.Seeing Hu Yan twisting his ass, a hedgehog picking his feet, or the sinewy flesh of the third class lame man and Wang Bao, Shao Jun has long been tired of watching it crookedly, but it is actually quite boring.

Shao Jun watched Luo Qiang walk out of the water curtain shaking the big bird, his forehead was as hard as a knife slicing under the brow bone, his eyes were still indifferent, and he regarded others as nothing.

Mr. Shao knows best which bird is big or not.There was a ruler in the drawer of the office. When he first came to Qinghe, he was extremely bored and dirty. He sat in front of the small surveillance screen, resting his chin in one hand and holding a ruler in the other. A ruler came out of the bathroom. Dear man, he quickly put the ruler upright, "snap" it to measure, and aimed at the size and proportion.

Having endured the strong physical impulse and fresh stimulation during that period, he now sees everyone as a white striped pig that has been scrubbed clean in a pool and ready to be slaughtered in a pot, without any feeling of sexual desire.

Sao Fox's small movements and careful thinking also caught Shao Jun's attention.

Hu Yan rubbed and rubbed, Luo Qiang looked down expressionlessly, couldn't help rubbing his fire, and slowly got up.

Luo Qiang shoved the towel down his shoulders, didn't go out, and wandered to the corner of the wall in the small bathhouse where people were coming and going.

Luo Er's back was facing the person, holding the wall with one hand, pressing his forehead hard, and stretching the other hand between his legs...

The monitor was silent and there was no sound. Shao Jun watched silently, watching Luo Qiang's extremely subtle and forbearing movements.The man's shoulders trembled slightly, the muscles on his spine trembled slowly, and then slowly tightened, and one arm was bulging with blue veins...

Luo Qiang seemed a little uncomfortable, rubbing his forehead against the wet wall, panting heavily, shaking his strong buttocks a few times, competing against the wall.

Shao Jun's Adam's apple also trembled, holding the remote control with one hand, as if involuntarily, his fingers followed secretly, rubbing the long, hard remote control.

He suddenly looked away, got up and walked around the room dejectedly, then sat back, opened his eyes wide, held his breath, and continued staring at the person in the video in a daze...

Luo Qiang pulled the back of his head slightly, his muscles suddenly relaxed, and he shot the shuttle full and free to the wall, finally feeling refreshed.

Shao Jun was watching nervously, and his fingers went down, crushing the battery cover of the remote control...

During that ordinary and special day, the captain and discipline officers of the first team gradually realized that every time Mr. Shao was on duty, he came earlier and earlier, got off work later and later, and his vacation time became shorter and shorter.

Mr. Shao often wandered around the prison corridor before dawn at five o'clock, watching and patrolling through the door in the dark.After the 24-hour shift, there was no sign of fatigue at all, and he was extremely energetic. The next morning, he shouted on the big playground, did exercises, and dawdled.Originally supposed to work for one day and rest for two days, Shao Jun would shift shifts with Tian Team and Wang Guan from time to time. He wished he could only rest for one day, and then ran back with his butt bouncing. The excess energy urgently needed to be vented...

Before the lights were turned off at night, Shao Jun walked along the prison corridor with a smile on his face, with the corners of his mouth crooked, nodding to the heads protruding from the small windows of each cell.

"Officer Shao, thank you for your hard work, see you back!"

A prisoner greeted him, knowing that he would be off work tomorrow and would come back the day after tomorrow.

"I won't be here tomorrow, you guys practice hard for me, and I'll show you my strength the day after tomorrow!"

Shao Jun pointed at each of them with his fingers.

With his back turned, Luo Qiang turned his head to the side and gave Shao Jun a look.

Shao Jun hooked his hands at this person.

Luo Qiang walked to the front slowly, through the door, his oppressive eyes enveloped him, but there was no hostility.

"Go to our training room another day, I'll teach you how to do it, let's practice." Shao Jun issued a challenge.

"..." There was a mocking smile on Luo Qiang's lips, and you are the only one who still practiced with me?Who of us will practice whom?

"Success, let's practice."

Luo Qiang also thought of the man who was overwhelmed in the small bush that day, and smiled involuntarily, a rare smile, with lines full of vicissitudes in the corners of his eyes, very sexy.

Shao Jun was talking about going to the court the day after tomorrow to cheer up the third grandfather, and he was talking about Qinghe's basketball league this year.

They Qinghe Prison has a good tradition of playing basketball. These days, serious institutions and schools have all kinds of sayings such as football traditional school and swimming traditional school, and there are also such things in the prison system.

The basketball team in Qinghe Prison is very good. In the most glorious year ever, their two basketball teams, the prison guard team and the prisoner team, both won the championship in the annual cup competition held by the Beijing Prison System.It has declined in the past few years, not as sharply as before. The former main high center forward and scoring champion were transferred to other jobs, and those who were released from prison after serving their sentences were released.Even so, the rest of the crooked people can barely organize a decent amateur league.

Precisely because it is a prison for serious criminals, there are a lot of young and strong prisoners with strong firepower, well-developed limbs and not simple minds. If you don’t find some leisure activities for them to fully vent their remaining energy, they will find you other kinds of prisoners in a blink of an eye. Illegal channels have vented.

The organization of the league is also very interesting. It imitates the east and west divisions of the American professional league. They also set up divisions. The first, second and third divisions belong to the eastern division, and the fourth, fifth and sixth divisions next door to the west five miles away belong to the western division. The schedule is drawn by lottery. , Cross cycle, eight games in a row every Sunday, not to mention how lively it is, the prisoners are very happy to play.

The four classes under Shao Jun's command included all the players who could play, and they formed a team. The strength was not weak. In their Eastern Division, they had already won two games in a row at the beginning of the season.

In the third game, they were bound to win, and their opponent was precisely the team composed of several squads under Captain Tian.Everyone lives in the same supervisory lane, and they usually don't see each other when they look up, so they are all acquaintances.The more acquaintances you have, the more competitive you are. No one wants to lose in this match, and no one can afford to lose. If you lose, you won't be able to hold your head up while eating cucumbers in a cafeteria.

Even before the game started, the audience was very lively.

"Master Shao and his team will definitely win, we are the favorites to win the championship in the Eastern District!"

"Shit, their team doesn't have a center forward, a bunch of little guys! Team Tian wins!"

"What's the bet?!"

"One big China, bet?!"

Shao Jun ran to each cell in the morning, brandishing his baton, mobilizing before the battle. Several main team members were gearing up, eager to fight.

Shao Jun noticed that Luo's second child was a little silent, and he was a different person from the time when he was making fun of the poor poor a few days ago, just sitting on the bed dumbfounded.

"Hey, what's your status? Can you make it? You can start!"

Shao Jun yelled at this person: "Poke it straight for us! I'm pointing at you to get points!"

Luo Qiang glanced at Shao Jun, with an indifferent expression and two red spots under his eyes, he got out of bed silently, tied his pants and put on his shoes.

Shao Jun was a little confused.Although he had been in contact for a long time, he was still uncertain. He felt that he had never really understood Luo Qiang.Recently, the prison has been calm, and there is no need to hold back and plot against others, and no one dares to plot against Luo Qiang. What is this man thinking about every day?

When everyone lined up to go out, Hu Yan deliberately dragged him to the end and grabbed Shao Jun.

Hu Yan tiptoed to his ear, lowered his voice and said a word quickly.

Shao Jun's eyes widened suddenly: "Really?"

Hu Yan nodded vigorously: "Brother Qiang's face completely changed when the letter was sent in last night. We didn't know what was going on, but he just didn't say anything. This morning I, I took advantage of him to go to the toilet, I I took a peek at the letter..."

Shao Jun didn't expect this to happen again on the spot: "Damn, that, then this person..."

Shao Jun thought for a while, then quickly said, "Don't let Luo Qiang do it, let someone else do it, I have to talk to him."

But as soon as they entered the basketball court, the atmosphere of the game quickly mobilized everyone's emotions. The starting lineup rolled up their sleeves and tightened their belts. At this time, Shao Jun wanted to call this person back, but he didn't stop.

This game is considered to be a match between two strong teams, evenly matched. The first two groups of players came up and fought hard. From the first whistle of the game, the rhythm was very fast and the competition was extremely fierce.

The Iron Triangle in Class [-] cooperated tacitly, but the opponent had a high center forward, and the overall altitude obviously had an advantage.

Before playing in class seven, there was Dahei, with a height of 1 meters, a natural Airbus, one stop in the three-second zone, and others would feed the ball to him like a duck, that was enough.But Dahei has already retired from the team and was released from prison. With this group of people, Shunzi and Luo Qiang can handle it well, but they are not tall, only 88 or 1 meters, and they can only play double forwards.

The score kept rising, and the gap couldn't be widened. Both sides were in a hurry. Luo Qiang dribbled the ball in and directly let the two opponents collide.

His weight can make people fly, holding the ball in his arms and flying sideways past the basketball stand.

"Foul! Damn it's a foul!!!" Shao Jun stepped on the stool and howled.He is in a hurry than anyone else.

When Luo Qiang got up from the ground, the ball was caught in the crook of his arm, and he didn't throw it directly back to the referee, his eyes were cold.

Shao Jun watched from the sidelines, and quickly said to the referee in a low voice: "Our team has a substitution, quickly replace Luo Qiang."

He could see that Luo Qiang was in a bad mood and was in a hurry.These days are calm and calm, Luo Er has really not been so gloomy and irritable for a long time.

He instinctively felt that something was going to happen, and he didn't want something to happen to Luo Qiang.

The referee gestured to change players, Luo Qiang gave Shao Jun a hard look, and refused to leave the field.

Tian Zhengyi's team was not a good team either, there were old mangy and Wang Bao from Class [-] in it, and they never got along with Class [-], [-], [-], and [-].

Especially the last time Wang Bao was blasted by Luo Qiang with a toothbrush, many people saw it.Luo Qiang has now been rehabilitated, and Wang Bao still hasn't recovered from that scene.

Hu Yan is also in the lineup.Although this person is not tall, he is barely tall enough to be 1 meters, but he has quick hands and feet, and has always been the point guard of their class.

Hu Yan's eyes were fixed on Luo Qiang, and he fed a few very comfortable balls, quickly opening up the score.

The little fox slipped between people, slipping like a fish, turned around and swung away his markers, turning his back and trying to shoot a three-pointer.

Unexpectedly, someone behind him reached out a hand and wiped his palm hard. Hu Yan's three-pointer missed...

As soon as something happened with this palm, Hu Yan turned his head angrily: "... Get lost!"

"What's the matter with you?" The people in class three were also very aggressive.

"You fucking touched me!" Hu Yan said.

"Playing ball, who touched you?! Are you just thinking about Grandpa touching you?"

"..." Hu Yan bit his lip.

If there is a foul on the court, it is natural to blow the whistle, but the rules do not say that it is nothing to touch the buttocks close to the body, so Hu Yan suffered a lot.

It is Wang Bao who insults the fox.Luo Qiang turned his head and stared at Wang Bao indifferently...

At the moment of the transition between offense and defense, the opponent took advantage of Hu Yan's miss, the high center grabbed the rebound and launched a fast break, and attacked the basket in a blink of an eye.

The old mangy has been in the supervisory corridor for so long, let the class [-] boss dominate the limelight, unwilling to be reconciled, but he dare not be stabbed, this time he caught a chance to show off on the basketball court, caught the ball, and saw Go over all defenses and run to the basket quickly.

The moment the ball was released, Luo Qiang jumped up from the crowd and made a dunk head-on. It wasn't a dunk, but he dunked the old man with his palm!

Even with the ball and a pot, this palm knocked the old lame down...

The old lame jumped up from the ground suddenly, burning with anger, this was like making someone slap his mouth, and Luo Qiang's eyes were red...

The head of the third class ate Luo Qiang's hot pot, what can the third class do?Wang Bao was the first to rush over, but before he could make a move, Luo Qiang swung his arm violently, and sent Wang Bao flying with another palm!

The scene buzzed into chaos.

Shao Jun turned pale in a hurry, stepped on the stool in the auditorium and rushed down...

If the process of this matter is investigated, Luo Qiang's two extremely bad fouls should be directly punished by the referee.This time he was indeed wrong, unreasonable.

But in the scene at that time, no one cared about arguing with the referee about who fouled, Luo Er Er had no reason to say in front of him, and his eyes turned red.

Luo Qiang's two fists were as strong as eight palms, and he fought with the four opponents.

Seeing Luo Qiang being besieged, Hu Yan turned his head and picked up a stool, ran forward without saying a word, and slapped a person on the head with a stool, bleeding out.

Luo Qiang is destined not to be a good stubble, and the fox is not a good stubble either, and his hands are black enough. Can good people, good people, and people with a bodhisattva heart sneak into Qinghe Prison?

Originally, Luo Lao Er was provoking alone, but it soon turned into a group fight.

The foxes have joined the battle, can the cubs of the seventh class watch the little fox be beaten, is there no pure man in the seventh class?So Shunzi and Hedgehog rolled up their sleeves...

Someone stole a stool from the auditorium, sneaked up from behind, and smashed it at the back of Luo Qiang's head.

If this hit hits, Luo Qiang will be smashed into a hole, and the blood will be splashed three feet for sure.

Shao Jun's face turned pale, and he rushed into the crowd with a roar. With one baton, the stool that was attacking Luo Qiang was blown away, and with another baton, the man from class three was knocked down.

Luo Qiang turned his head to see this scene, startled, a little surprised...

Before Luo Qiang could react, Shao Jun hit Luo Qiang's shoulder again with a stick, this time, mercilessly, causing Luo Qiang to stagger a few steps, and a blood-red mark instantly swelled up on the collarbone side of his neck.

Tears were about to burst out of Shao Jun's eyes, and he shouted: "You are like this, you are like this again!"

"Hit it? Do you still hit it?! You fucking hit another one?!"

At that time, Shao Jun thought of the person curled up in a small cage with two broken ribs, the person lying on the hospital bed covered in wounds and bleeding, and the bloody hand of Lao Sheng who was cut off and hung on the wall...

"Luo Qiang, you're stupid! How stupid are you? Can you do well! Can you fight for me! Can you stop messing with me, okay, okay, okay!!!!!!!"

Luo Qiang stared at Shao Jun in a daze, and the two of them stared clearly, their eyes almost bleeding.

For a long time, Luo Qiang lowered his eyes, his eyes were scarlet, his lips were muttering, his voice was choked and hoarse, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Shao Jun put down his baton in frustration, and felt extremely uncomfortable. He suddenly grabbed Luo Qiang's arm and whispered, "Follow me."

A group of people were hitting Xing's head, rolling up their sleeves and watching Shao Jun dragging Luo Qiang and dragging him away, they stopped beating.

Hu Yan threw down the bloody stool and wiped his eyes vigorously.

Hu Yan said to everyone: "...his father is gone."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Shao Xiaojun [silently took out the ever-changing treasure ruler from the drawer, and slapped it to measure it]: "Well, I have been in Qinghe for more than three years, and I finally found it. This is the biggest one, and I have taken a fancy to it."

The second elder brother [glaring at the camera sideways]: "It's small, don't fucking watch it, come down, wash it with me!"