MTL - Start with Psychologist-Chapter 681

"drunk driving, assaulting the police"

"Hehe, you are quite courageous."

After reading Fang Ze's information, the police officer in charge of the verification waved: "Boy, hand over what you have on you."

Fang Ze was already wearing an orange prison uniform, he rummaged through his pockets expressionlessly, and then put a pack of cigarettes on the table.

"only this."

The police officer picked up the cigarette case, poured out the cigarettes and inspected them carefully, then said with a half-smile: "Treasure this pack of cigarettes."

"You're going to miss it over the course of two years."

After speaking, he threw the cigarette case to Fang Ze again.

Cigarettes are not prohibited.

In this prison, you can take it in.

And inside, you can buy and sell.

Fang Ze put away the cigarette case, and said calmly: "I believe these people are very friendly, and they will give it to me."

"Ok"

The police officer looked up at Fang Ze, apparently he did not expect this young yellow man to speak so loudly.

"good luck."

He smiled slightly, taking this sentence as bragging.

He has seen this kind of person too many times.

Anyone who can come to this prison is not arrogant.

Unfortunately, most people can only choose to compromise in the end.

Survival of the fittest.

You are crazy, there is someone crazier than you.

You are ruthless, there is someone more ruthless than you.

In this place, it's better to be honest.

"0098, No. 10 cell."

Soon, Fang Ze was taken away.

After going to the warehouse to get the toiletries and bedding, Fang Ze stood in front of the door of Cell 1, No. 10.

Bang! The cell door is opened.

"Go in!"

The police officer next to him shouted lightly, and also gave it a shot.

Fang Ze didn't care, and walked in.

Behind him, the door is locked.

Inside the cell, three eyes shot straight at Fang Ze.

"Hey, here comes a boy with thin skin and tender flesh."

The short-haired man closest to Fang Ze got up and walked towards the door.

"Boy, what crime did you commit to be locked up here?"

"Killed"

Fang Ze didn't even look at him, but went straight to the bed near the window.

Stopping in his tracks, he turned his head to look at the bald man on the upper bunk, and said softly, "Come down, this bed is mine now."

Hearing this, the bald man was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Ha ha!"

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The two also laughed.

They found this kid to be quite cute.

The short-haired man walked over and said with a smile: "I said little guy, you think this is a hotel dormitory"

"It seems that this is the first time in prison, and I don't know the rules."

"Why don't I teach you"

"Well, take off your pants first."

As he spoke, the short-haired man licked his lips, and raised his hand to touch Fang Ze's cheek.

At this moment, Fang Ze threw away his things, and his left hand clasped the short-haired man's arm like lightning.

The next moment, he raised his right hand, pressed the opponent's head and slammed it against the bed frame next to him.

Bang! A loud sound echoed in the prison cell.

The short-haired man let out a muffled grunt, fell directly to the ground, hugged his head and howled.

Seeing this scene, the bald man on the upper bunk stared and sat up instantly.

"you"

Fang Ze continued: "I repeat, come down."

"you wanna die!"

At this moment, the last long-haired man shouted angrily, picked up the iron bar under the bed, and rushed over.

Accompanied by the whistling sound of piercing through the air, the iron rod hit Fang Ze's head directly.

Fang Ze raised his eyelids, and before the iron rod fell, he put his foot on the opponent's chest.