V2.Chapter 720

In the back kitchen of the third prison area, prisoners have begun to prepare dinner. If some prison guards didn't walk by the door with blood bags, you can't believe that there has just been a massacre.

Sitting on the chair at the door of the back kitchen, Wang Fan, who was smoking, looked at each one with a relaxed face, the guards passing by from a distance, and the corpse bags they were dragging.

"Brother Jian!"

With a smile on his face, the uniformed Su changguan greets Wang Fan and comes to him. He takes out a cigarette box from his pocket and gives Wang Fan a cigarette.

After taking the cigarette from Mr. Su, Wang Fan skillfully put it in his ear, reached out and pulled him aside, and said, "don't stop me from counting. If I lose one, I can't get any money. Brother Hao will be angry."

"Brother Jian, the brothers all remember to count. There won't be less." Officer Su looked back at his men and said to Wang Fan.

"Well, no one can believe it these days. It's better to believe in yourself!" Wang Fan didn't say well, with a thick smoke in his mouth.

"Brother Jian, boss he wants to invite you to have dinner with brother Hao." Said Su.

"No! I haven't found out about brother Hao's poisoning last time. I don't have the courage to have dinner with boss he. In case we fall together, who can we talk to? " Wang Fan looked at the Su officer with distrust.

"Didn't brother Hao say that he wasn't poisoned because he didn't have enough activities and had a bad appetite?" Mr. Su asked foolishly.

"The trough! Mr. Su, are you really stupid or fake stupid? Brother Hao, do you really take it seriously? I don't have time now. If you like it, come to my back kitchen. Nothing else Wang Fan returned with a cold face.

The Su officer, who had been rebuffed, did not show any dissatisfaction. Instead, he said with a smile, "brother Jian, how are you going to tell these people in the third prison area?"

"Say what?" Wang Fan asked.

"It's about ironhand."

"Oh, you sell them to ironhands like pigs?"

"Brother Jian, you can't say that. It's all walrus. How can we do it? We're prison guards. We don't do anything illegal. "

Listen to Su's words, Wang Fan can't help but Tucao: "lie trough, you make complaints about yourself as a prison guard?" Are you right about the skin on your feet? "

The ruthless words made Su changguan's face hot. He brazenly said: "brother Jian, the situation on the island, you know, is a person with a beginning. Boss he is also very difficult. If boss he can be the master, naturally these things will not happen."

"What's the matter? Are you just throwing the pot? " Wang Fan asked scornfully.

"No, it's not. I'm just telling you the truth. Brother Jian is new here and doesn't understand the situation here. If you don't believe me, you can go back and ask brother Hao to see what he says." Mr. Su threw brother Hao as a shield to stop Wang Fan's mouth.

It's not that officer Su is afraid of Wang Fan. Even if Wang Fan's skill is good, he can't beat the pistol around his waist.

What really worries Mr. Su and he Tiankui behind him are the prisoners who are busy in the kitchen at this time.

As brother Hao said, in order to appease the prisoners, he Tiankui has been cajoling them with the conditions of early release, which really gives the prisoners hope.

People who have hope will not deliberately find fault, let alone do anything to embarrass the prison.

But now the situation is that these criminals who have been cheated have already known the truth of the matter, so what kind of way they will use next to retaliate against those who cheated them is really an unknown thing!

At this time, the officer Su who arrived here came just for this matter.

Judging from the current situation, Wang Fan has been firmly seated as the elder brother of the third prison area, and the prisoners who have been cajoled by he Tiankui have accepted his leadership.

Perhaps a lot of uncertain results, in "a Jian" here, will come to a satisfactory answer.

Wang Fan, who was smoking, didn't pay any attention to Mr. Su. His eyes were fixed on the busy prison guards until the last one left his sight. Wang fan then threw away his cigarette and turned to look at Mr. Su, who had been standing for a long time.

"Isn't it the rule on the island that you can't leave here alive?" Wang Fan asked scornfully.

"Yes, if it wasn't for this rule, we wouldn't have to do it!" Mr. Su returned with a smile.

What you see, what you say.

It's always been a hard truth to mix up in the world.

The strength of the other side is in front of you, and you can't stand to speak high, so if you want to live in the Jianghu, you must remember this hard truth.

If the tone of Wang Fan's voice was slightly wrong before the change, Su would use a pistol around his waist to hold Wang Fan's head and force him to kowtow and apologize to himself.

But now Wang fan is no longer the scum that people scold. Now he is the eldest brother of the third prison area, and he is the person responsible for thousands of prisoners.

Wang Fan was also very satisfied with the attitude of Mr. Su. He reached out and patted Mr. Su on the shoulder, put his body close to each other's ear and said, "in this matter, I think it's better for them to spread the fire on the iron hand. If the iron hand can carry the black pot, maybe we can all make a profit."

"Brother Jian, this can't be done!" Listen to Wang Fan's words, Su's face changes greatly.

"Do you want them to hate boss Ho?" Wang Fan asked with a bad smile.

"Of course not, but if it all comes down to the iron hand, it's going to blow up the pot?" Su asked nervously.

"Frying pan? It's better than blowing up the island. These people already know that they can't leave here alive. If they don't find a place to vent their anger, what do you think they will do next? " Wang Fan asked with a smile.

"Next?" Mr. Su did not dare to think about it or listen to Wang Fan's answer.

In fact, in his heart, there is a clear answer at this time, but he dare not say it or face it.

Thousands of prisoners know that they will die. What else can they do?

In addition to destroying everything here, how can they vent their discontent.

High walls, cold weapons, can only be a psychological deterrent, but in the face of completely desperate people, how much can play a role, this matter is not clear.

What worries Mr. Su even more is whether he and he Tiankui can hide from the people outside the island and have fun here if earth shaking things happen on the burning island.