Bandit [strong]

The old man Jia who collects garbage, the unfathomable Cun Tou Huizi who delivers goods in the cafeteria, and the guy who is hidden in the bathhouse and various places in the prison area by the boys of the second brigade, several different clues are connected together. I guessed it roughly, someone planned to bomb the prison and escape from the prison.And this time it's for fun, it's obviously much more careful than Young Master Tan digging a broken tunnel full of methane gas in the vegetable field...

Shao Jun's handsome face in black and white, and his stubborn and willful expression flashed in Luo Qiang's mind.

Tan Long's arrogant face kept flashing in his mind, and a bloody steamed bun lying on the ground covered in bright red...

Going to the roof of the building at night, Luo Qiang put his hands on his hands, and just as his head came out of the vent pipe, he was grabbed by the collar of his clothes by the cat who had been hiding on the roof for a long time.

Shao Jun was impatient, grabbed Luo Qiang and dragged him up to the roof. With a powerful leap of his thigh, he threw Luo Qiang down and gnawed on it.

"Um……"

Luo Qiang groaned in his chest: "What are you doing, baby..."

"Miss you, bite you!"

"I'll bite you to death! I'll bite, uh... um..."

Shao Jun sucked on Luo Qiang, gnawing, biting, with small grunts from the corner of his mouth, a perennial beast of desire and dissatisfaction, always wanting to eat.At his age, the physical desire and the desire for emotion have reached the most mature perfect combination point at the same time. In the past few years, he has been suppressed and depressed, and he will not be bored every minute and every second with Luo Qiang, but now How can you bear to have a sneaky pleasure once a week or even a month?

Luo Qiang sucked out Shao Jun's mouth job, pressed the person from behind to do it again, hugged and gasped after it was done.

Luo Qiang put his arms around Shao Jun, straightened his messy hair with his fingers, and said in thought, "Mantou, you are on duty recently, you are alert, and you have all the batons and self-defense devices."

Shao Jun: "Take them all."

Luo Qiang: "Don't sleep in the office at night, go back to the county town to sleep, don't stay in the prison area."

Shao Jun opened his half-closed eyes: "What are you doing? The sofa bed is comfortable, and the third son of your family gave it to us as a filial piety!"

Luo Qiang snorted coldly: "It's comfortable, but it's not safe. Don't stay in the prison area at night."

Shao Jun: "...Second brother, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Qiang was worried about something, and his face showed a gloomy and gloomy expression, but he didn't want to involve Shao Jun.He knew this kid's tough temper so well, if Shao Jun knew about it, he would definitely not stay out of it.It's hard to guarantee that there won't be a second mad Tan Long in this prison, but can Mantou have a second set of organs to be ruined?

This matter will be resolved sooner or later, but Luo Qiang hopes to control the depth and intensity of the whole matter within his ability to control, without implicating Shao Jun.

Luo Qiang said: "Mantou, last time you took me out of prison, do you still remember how we got out together? How did you hide from the infrared detection source?"

Shao Jun smiled and said, "Why did you hide? I said you hid in the refrigerated truck, but you hid in the water tank under the truck."

Luo Qiang looked at Shao Jun with deep eyes: "You go back and quickly inform their company commander about this, so that every child on guard in the future will check carefully, including the compartment and the chassis of the car. Fingerprints and eye masks Please keep an eye on the guy's business."

Shao Jun raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing? They've made a strict investigation, how can I take you out in the future?"

Luo Qiang frowned: "Fuck, if I can get out, everyone else can get out!"

Shao Jun's eyes slowly became alert: "Second brother, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Luo Qiang was expressionless: "I'm just telling you, block this road for them, block it to death."

Shao Jun: "..."

That night, Luo Qiang kept the words in his mouth and didn't tell the truth to Mantou.

Shao Jun felt that something was wrong, and he became more alert in the next few days. He didn't talk nonsense to Luo Qiang in private, so he turned around and went to check the cafeteria.

Shao Jun ransacked the cafeteria inside and out, especially the back door and storage room, refrigerator, freezer, and boxes of vegetables. He wanted to dig out bugs from the big eggplants and potatoes; Tiao Zi's occupational disease , Suspicion is great, I feel that there is a ghost in everything I look at.

Shao Jun also checked the orchards and vegetable fields in the third prison area.He walked the same way he used to investigate the escape case of Tan Long back then. As long as there were no secret passages in the orchard and secret doors in the vegetable field, he really couldn't figure out how to get past those four corners if there were prisoners with unreasonable desires in the cell. There is a tightly guarded electronically controlled gate, is it possible to fly out over the wall with wings?

That night was also the last time Luo Qiang and Shao Jun dated on the roof of the factory building.

Two days later, Luo Qiang pushed the garbage truck to the downstairs of the cell, took the garbage bag, stepped into the prison corridor, and went to various cells to collect garbage.Entering a certain class of the second brigade, there was no one in the room. Luo Qiang's eyes quickly scanned all the hidden corners, and finally took out a huge and eye-catching paper ball from the trash can in the corner...

Luo Qiang unfolded the ball of paper, glanced at it, and his face changed drastically!

Luo Qiang turned his head quickly.

He jumped out of the prison door, and a dark shadow flashed in the distance.

He ran out of the supervisory corridor like lightning, dragged his figure into the corridor, and passed the activity room, billiard hall, small auditorium, and several doors in front of him.The gate of the prison building opened and closed in front of his eyes, and the figure had already disappeared without a trace, unable to catch up.

Luo Qiang gritted his teeth, and his clenched fingernails were almost embedded in his flesh.

Just now, following that figure from a distance, he looked over from a distance, that figure looked like Liang Zi of the Second Brigade, a bastard in the same litter as Zhang Dahu and the others.

On the crumpled piece of paper, a line of words was written:

"Second boy, if you are on the road, be smart, don't let the mother want to investigate further, don't get in the way. On the night of New Year's Eve, you were not in the auditorium, you fired a wild cannon in a certain room in the office building! As the saying goes , tortured in a prison cell, 'Three flats are not as good as one round, fuck your ass is the Chinese New Year', you are happy, you are celebrating the New Year, don't get in the way of others!"

There is also a picture drawn under this line of words. At first glance, it is the kind of low-quality pencil tip used to make blueprints by factory workers. The few strokes are extremely rough and scribbled, but it is enough to make the back of Luo Qiang's head tingle with red veins, and his face is ferocious!

Luo Qiang understood it at a glance. The other party drew a factory building, a roof, a quiet and hidden roof under the moonlight...

Luo Qiang ruthlessly crushed the paper, clenched it into a ball, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it bit by bit with his teeth until it became a piece of paper, and his gums bleed from biting.

He spit out a ball of fuzzy bloody paper, and his eyes were scarlet.

This is the second time since Luo Qiang went to prison and killed Tan Long, the desire and murderous intent to get rid of this person welled up in his heart.

Originally, he didn't want to get involved, but now he's looking for someone to do things, to drive them away, and to get him right in front of his eyes.

He doesn't care what he does, he will never allow anyone to blatantly threaten Shao Jun's safety!

That weekend, the basketball league kicked off. Luo Qiang evaded the opponent's rough foul on the court, made a steal in the middle, made a layup with a whirlwind speed, and made a dunk with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, directly dunking the metal basket!The superintendent had to blow the whistle to temporarily suspend the game and replace the basket with a new one.

When Luo Qiang dunked and landed, he turned his head, facing tit for tat, not giving an inch, his dark red eyes squinted and stared at the opponent behind him, the pack of wolf cubs from the second team...

The hot sweat on the top of Luo Qiang's head flowed down the gully of the skull, through the raised veins, and onto his chest.

He raised a finger and slapped Zhang Dahu and Liangzi fiercely, his cold gaze carried the ferocious force to cut off each other's arms, legs and throats.

Under the hoops at both ends of the basketball court, a lineman was sitting on one side, Lai Hongbing from the first team was sitting on this side, and Jia Fugui from the second team was sitting on the other side. Two half-disabled old guys, expressionless, Coldly, staring at each other from afar...

The forces of all parties are secretly competing with each other, and the underground river under the Qinghe prison is surging, and the mountain rain is about to come and the building is full of wind.

In the evening, when the lights were blown, two permanent lamps were lit in the cafeteria hall. The kitchen stove was cold, but it was cleaned cleanly, and the pots, pans and pans belonged to everyone.

The cafeteria was empty.

A dark figure flashed through the door, and its body hit the door curtain made of plastic silk, making a slight rattling sound.

The body of the black shadow cast a long and thin shadow under the lamp, tiptoeing, with his back arched into the posture of a civet cat, and sneaked into the back kitchen.

Luo Qiang has always been responsible for the important area of ​​the kitchen.He is now the chief chef of the third prison district, and he finalizes the weekly menu recipes, and then reports them to the district chief for routine signing.On the window sill in the back kitchen, there was a row of ceramic jars, each weighing more than ten kilograms.There are pickles and pickles pickled by Luo Qiang, small pickled melons, snails in sauce, dried radish and edamame, pickled potherb mustard. Prisoners have to eat millet porridge for their daily breakfast.

Luo Qiang has mastered the pickling technique handed down from the old Luo family since he was a child, and his cooking skills are not inferior to those of the time-honored Liubiju pickles.The warden and the head of the warden love to eat it. Every time he comes with a lunch box, he takes it home from the jar and eats it.

Heiying gently lifted the lid of the pickle jar, took out a cigarette, and knocked the contents of the cigarette into it bit by bit like knocking soot...

A body like a cheetah jumped out of the freezer that had already been cut off from the power supply in the storage room. Luo Qiang stretched out his two iron arms and pinched his opponent's wrist!

Thick fingers wring out the horrible sound of muscles twisting and bones almost snapping, screams of struggle and pain are crowded between the throat, lips and teeth, and the scarlet and protruding eyeballs almost splash out crystals during the struggle. s room!

Luo Qiang pinched the opponent's neck with five fingers as rough as steel bars, and nailed him firmly to the wall.

A face flushed red from being pinched, showing his face under the lamp, turned out to be Liang Zi from the Second Brigade.

Luo Qiang's face was cold: "Little bastard, today you are the one who will die by yourself, and put it in the palm of my hand."

Liang Zi was almost suffocated in Luo Qiang's palm, his feet hung in the air on the wall, struggling in vain.

Luo Qiang squeezed the cigarette from the other party's fingertips, and snorted, "Is this the purpose of your poisoning in the prison area?"

Liang Zi was too frightened to speak.

Luo Qiang asked coldly: "Who is behind you? Tell me."

Liang Zi gasped wildly for a while: "You...you... Luo, Luo's second child, you dare to block our way..."

There were a few clicks of the throat being pinched, this one almost crushed the person to death!Luo Qiang and the other party looked at each other's faces, and said fiercely: "Stop threatening me with that kind of trick! I'm afraid of you?!"

Liang Zi: "I...we...know...you and Shao...Shao...you guys are shameless!"

A murderous look flashed in Luo Qiang's eyes, he tightened his fingers inch by inch, and slowly exerted force to squeeze out the oxygen in the opponent's lungs, and said with a sneer, "You son of a bitch, you know too much, I will let you never say it today." talk."

"Luo... Luo second...you...you dare..."

Liang Zi's eyeballs protruded in horror, struggling to die.

"Hmph, I dare not destroy you?"

Luo Qiang said word by word: "I will kill you today, without anyone noticing, I dismembered your body on the spot, threw it in that meat grinder, and threw the meat, bones, and scum into the sewer. Look at me. dare?!"

Out of the corner of Liang Zi's eyes, he caught a glimpse of an oversized canteen-use meat grinder on the chopping board. A whole big fat pig could be ground into a sack of minced meat in half a day, not to mention that he was a skinny, medium-sized man!

Liang Zi trembled with fright, his pupils gradually dilated...

In the darkness, Luo Qiang felt a wind blowing from the back of his head, and with a savage move, he slashed the back of his neck with an extremely vicious palm.

Luo Qiang had been on guard for a long time, he pulled his shoulders and dodged, the black and sharp palm hit the person hanging on the wall impartially, and the palm cut to the vital part of the trachea, Liang Zi slid out like a deflated ball and slumped to the corner of the wall, Can't wake up for half an hour.

The situation in the hut changed suddenly. The person who came was thin and strong, and his hands were extremely sharp. His fingertips even had a bit of a demonic air. bloodstains!

Fist collided violently, knees bounced mercilessly...

Iron arm scimitar, cut legs like a whip...

The two evenly matched people were fighting fiercely in the house, and radish seedlings and cabbage gangs were flying on the ceiling!

Luo Qiang punched with blades in his eyes, and the blade between his fingers slammed into the opponent's carotid artery, sweeping across fatally.

The opponent's waist leaned back to avoid the blow, one foot went up to the wall, flew over the eaves and walked over the wall, condescendingly pressed down to attack, and a weird whip leg smashed the top of Luo Qiang's head vertically!

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A hole was pierced in the water dispenser in the house, and the water gushed out and flowed all over the floor.

A basket of eggplants in the corner is turned into eggplant puree, which can be served directly on the table after being mixed with garlic juice.

Luo Qiang propped his palm on the ground, his chest heaved violently, tilted his head and spat out, there was blood between his teeth.

Just now, in order to avoid the fatal kick, he received a heavy blow on the ribs and held on for more than ten seconds.

The opponent didn't take advantage of the situation to continue the fight, knowing that if the fight was really going to be a desperate fight, it would be impossible for both sides to kill the opponent for a while.

The result of head-to-head confrontation can only hurt both sides. There is really no need for this, and it has not yet reached the point of life and death.

The dry and thin man slowly walked out of the shadows, his slightly hunched back slowly stood up straight, his uneasy hands suddenly became sharp, and a pair of black cloth shoes stepped on the water marks all over the ground, making a slight "pop" sound.

The visitor nodded, smiled hoarsely, and said, "Second brother, get up. I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still the same."

Luo Qiang stood up from the ground, squinted his eyes, looked at this face coldly, and murmured: "Old man Jia...is really a fake old man."

The old man laughed dryly twice.

Luo Qiang was expressionless, raised his hand over his chest, and gave his opponent a firm fist.

The other party's seniority is older than him, this is the etiquette rule on the road.

"You still show your face... Second Master You."

What Luo Qiang was waiting for was for the real person to show his face, to force out the person hiding behind and let this person reveal himself.

The fake old man of the Second Brigade of the Third Ward, You Erye You Baochuan.

[Note] "Three flats are not as good as one circle, and fucking the ass is the New Year" is a popular saying in the Kuomintang army before liberation, which means that men in the army are messing with the base.