Perhaps it was the scum's assessment of the situation that had an effect. Chen Liang didn't settle accounts after autumn, so they all got up and went back to their beds.

An animal licked his face and tried to beat his legs to please the new big brother. As a result, Chen Liang refused.

He came to prison, not to take a holiday. As a suspect, he still has to have this awareness.

Ignoring the awe of the prisoners, Chen Liang lay in bed and couldn't help thinking about his conversation with Zhao Qingzi just now.

High society, the most low society.

I have to admit that the sentence "sister Zhao" is quite incisive.

In the past, when I worked in the downwind, although I was occasionally annoyed when I was a wage earner, I wouldn't worry about my life. Moreover, the people in the bottom world were not so dangerous.

Even Bi Guotao, the former manager, could not possibly have come up with such a poisonous scheme by swearing and changing his way to deduct his salary.

Zhao Qingzi is right.

When some enemies are formed, there is no room to turn fighting into friendship. Either you die or I die.

People need time to change.

When funeral Biao first planned the kidnapping, he was too nervous to sleep all night.

This experience undoubtedly formed the effect of catalyst and accelerated the process of Chen Liang's integration into the real upper class society.

Chen Liang suddenly sat up, got out of bed and walked in one direction.

Everywhere the prisoners passed, they were worried that they would become the second Liwei product of the new big brother. Under the nervous gaze of all the prisoners, Chen Liang came to Wu Zhiyuan's bed.

The animal in the upper bunk jumped out of bed and stayed away.

"What do you want?"

Seeing Chen Liang walking in front of him, Wu Zhiyuan turned pale and his eyes trembled. Obviously, he was also a little afraid.

Even such a strong mourning young tiger was beaten like that. If the other party wanted to deal with him, how could he fight back?

And he and Chen Liang have a grudge.

Wu Zhiyuan regretted very much at the moment. He ended up like this because of the big bet. If he was given another chance to reopen, he would not sit at the gambling table.

"You don't have to be nervous."

Chen Liang smiled innocuously and sat down beside the bed. Seeing this, Wu Zhiyuan quickly moved aside.

Chen Liang didn't mind, turned his head and said with a smile, "how did you get in?"

He asked this once before, but Wu Zhiyuan didn't have a good attitude at that time, but now seeing the dead Biao beaten down, Wu Zhiyuan didn't dare to express his feelings as before.

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you."

Although he still harbors hatred, his tone is obviously euphemistic.

"Do you want to know how I got in?"

Chen Liangping said peacefully that there was no domineering force that a prison head should have.

Wu Zhiyuan hesitated and looked at him. After all, he nodded.

He's really curious.

"Someone reported it in his real name, and then a group of plainclothes found half a kilogram of heroin from my house."

Chen Liang said it lightly, but Wu Zhiyuan's face shook involuntarily.

Even an idiot knows what half a kilogram of heroin means.

If he had known about it a day ago, he would have laughed, but now he dare not laugh and can't laugh.

"The key is that I don't know where it came from."

Chen Liang continued.

"... someone framed you?"

Wu Zhiyuan hesitated.

Chen Liang nodded calmly, "you can say so."

Wu Zhiyuan was silent.

Fate is so unpredictable.

About a week ago, the two were still sitting on the gambling table of hundreds of millions of gambling, but now they are in a prison as prisoners.

Perhaps, to some extent, this is also a kind of fate.

"I'm because of fraud."

Wu Zhiyuan suddenly made a noise.

Chen Liang turned his head and said, "is it Zhu Guorui?"

Wu Zhiyuan didn't say anything, but his face became ugly for a moment. The answer was obviously self-evident.

At this time, if only there were cigarettes, but unfortunately, tobacco is prohibited here.

"Is Zhu Guorui your boss?"

Chen Liang whispered, "in fact, I saw it from when you were on the table, but I didn't expect Zhu Guorui to be so cruel."

"Oh."

Wu Zhiyuan unconsciously clenched his intact left hand and sneered. His face was tense, and there was an undisguised hatred light in his eyes.

"People like him only consider their own interests. How can they care about the life and death of others? I've been with him for nearly eight years. What's the result?"

There is no doubt that Zhu Guorui is a model of the upper class in Zhao Qingzi's mouth.

Leave no room for future trouble.

I would rather bear the world than the world bear me.

It is not surprising that such people will succeed.

"I think we can cooperate."

Chen Liang suddenly said.

"Cooperation?"

Wu Zhiyuan's eyes contracted.

"That's right."

Chen Liang nodded.

Eight years.

This is not a short time. I think Biwu Zhiyuan should know a lot about Zhu Guorui.

It seems that Zhao Qingzi woke up and Chen Liang has begun to change.

"What kind of cooperation method?"

Wu Zhiyuan frowned and asked.

"I already know who framed me, and Zhu Guorui should not escape. We have a common enemy."

Wu Zhiyuan was stunned and then smiled.

"Why should I trust you?"

"Do you think you have anything to lose now?"

Chen Liang was very frank: "you were tortured inside, but he was at ease outside. Do you think it's really fair?"

Although this is not much of a level, it accurately stimulates the pain point in Wu Zhiyuan's heart.

His face twitched uncontrollably.

Compared with Chen Liang, Zhu Guorui is undoubtedly the culprit who makes him so miserable.

"I really want revenge and can cooperate with you, but don't forget that your current crime is heavier than me. Half a kilogram of hailuoyin is a capital crime."

Wu Zhiyuan has a hoarse voice.

"You can't protect yourself now. What cooperation are you talking about?"

"Since I'm looking for you, I can get out."

Chen Liang's eyes were calm, with an indescribable calm.

Although this strategy is more vicious, and it must be doomed to deal with an ordinary person, he is now a social celebrity and a philanthropist. As long as it makes a big deal, Duan Zheng wants to convict him like this, which is not so easy.

Moreover, he has money and retreats ten thousand steps. If Dong Dong and they really can't find evidence, he can also use money to expand his influence and create public opinion.

That bag of sea fell because it had nothing to do with him. He didn't believe duanzheng could really cover the sky with one hand.

It's just that things haven't come to that yet.

"Wait until you go out."

After watching him for a while, Wu Zhiyuan clenched his teeth and said with sharp eyes: "if you can go out, I can help you to wish Guorui that ten shots are not enough!"