Chapter 41

"Brother Leopard, I know you are loyal, but forget it, I will take care of my affairs." Yang Ming shook his head.

"What! Look down on my old leopard, don't you?" Bao Sanli said angrily.

"How can it be? I don't want to hurt Brother Leopard. Wang Zhitao's family is very powerful. I heard that his father is the chairman of Xiongfeng Group in this city. We can't beat him for the time being!" Yang Ming deliberately used the word "temporary". Because he knew that this hatred had already been forged, and it would be a matter of time before Wang Zhitao returned! Originally, he didn't dare to say it, but now he is not an ordinary person, what is the Xiongfeng Group, he will be much stronger than him one day.

"Yeah, I misunderstood my brother, you are right, the Xiongfeng Group is not something we can fight against." Bao Sanli was also a little sad at the moment. Those who come out to hang out sometimes feel very unbalanced. They are also doing illegal things, but they will go to jail if they do it themselves, and those rich people even do things that are a hundred times worse than themselves, and they are still at large!

"Let's not talk about this, Big Brother Leopard, how did you get in?" Yang Ming didn't want to continue on this topic.

"Ah, what else can I do to fight with someone? It's because my brothers lost their eyes and didn't know the identity of that group of people! That day I went out to drink with a few brothers, and when I drank too much, I went to the toilet to drain the water. Coincidentally, the other person was also in a hurry to release the water, but there was a urinal, so we grabbed it, and I beat him up!" Bao Sanli said: "I thought it was over like this Unexpectedly, after this guy went back, he called five more people and found our box with a baton in his hand. Although there were only three of us, we still knocked out five of them. Later, when the police came, we found out , Those six people are all members of the Sanitation Inspection Brigade! We are punks, so you can imagine which side the police listen to. My brothers and I were detained for beating public servants! We have to pay for medical expenses!"

After hearing this, Yang Ming patted Bao Sanli on the shoulder and said: "Although those people are officials, you have something wrong with this matter, each of them will hit 50 boards, so don't worry too much about it!"

"I didn't think about anything else, I was just a little upset, why are those people enjoying themselves in the hospital, and our brother is in jail!" Bao Sanli said angrily.

"Pfft!" Yang Ming almost laughed when he heard this: "Brother Leopard, you are too funny, everyone has already been admitted to the hospital, so what is it called enjoying?"

After Bao Sanli heard this, he also laughed: "Brothers' hands are a bit heavy, I guess these guys will have to lie down for a while!"

It didn't take long for Yang Ming to get acquainted with the people in this cell. The man who looked like a bamboo pole was Bao Sanli's subordinate named Qi Wenrui. He was also responsible for the beating that day. Another subordinate Zhai Lei was locked up In other numbers.

The one who came in because of the robbery was called Li Da. He was an old man, and he couldn't remember how many times he came in. Li Da is purely in administrative detention, and it is estimated that he will be released in a few days. And that old man, Bao Sanli didn't know him either, he just said that he was a psychopath and had been locked up here for a long time. According to the old man in other cells, it must have been at least seven or eight years.

Seven or eight years? Yang Ming was stunned. How could someone in the detention center not appear in court for seven or eight years? Ask Bao Sanli, he doesn't know either, he just said that it may be a problem left over from history.

When Yang Ming came to the detention center, he had already had dinner, so he talked to Bao Sanli for a while, and then went to sleep on his bed.

In the middle of the night, Yang Mingcong was awakened from his dream by the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves.

"It's raining, it's sunny, don't forget to wear a padded jacket when it's sunny--! It's snowing, it's sunny, don't forget to wear a straw hat--!"

"Who!" Yang Ming sat up from the bed, looked up and found that everyone in the cell was awake. Seeing that Yang Ming had also been woken up, Bao Sanli shook his head at him with a wry smile, then pointed to the old man's bed, and said in a low voice, "That old man is like this, sometimes awake and sometimes confused, singing in the middle of the night. It's the first time!"

"Then nobody cares?" Yang Ming asked strangely.

"It is said that discipline came a few times at the beginning, but seeing that his nerves were a little abnormal, we ignored him." Bao Sanli said: "It's a poor old man, and I haven't seen any relatives of him."

Yang Ming sighed, and lay back on the bed. The old man sang for a while and then fell silent. After a while, the sound of even breathing came from the whole room.

The next day, Yang Ming paid special attention to the old man. When the old man was not sick, he was like a normal person. He followed them to eat and drink, but he didn't say a word.

"Hey, old man, you won't be afraid of choking to death with so many steamed buns. There are no people behind us!" A green-haired young man pushed the old man, and the steamed buns in the old man's hand rolled to the ground.

"Hahahahaha!" Several people around Lumao also laughed. These people are street gangsters who usually take pleasure in bullying the weak. Two days ago, they were arrested by the police for robbing an old fruit seller. He was sentenced to fifteen days of administrative detention.

Just as the old man was about to bend down to pick up the steamed buns on the ground, he snatched a hand in front of him, and the owner of the hand was Yang Ming!

Yang Ming grabbed the steamed bun from the ground, rubbed it on the sole of his shoe again, and then stood up. Lumao and the gangsters all looked confused, so they looked at Yang Ming who was smiling with a dirty steamed bun in his hand.

Yang Ming looked at the green hair in front of him, pinched his cheeks, and stuffed the dirty steamed buns into his mouth.

"Uh—ah!" Lumao struggled desperately to shut his mouth, but the force Yang Ming exerted on his mouth was astonishing, Lumao could only watch the dirty steamed buns being stuffed into his mouth.

"Since you're afraid you won't have one, then I'll let you have one!" Yang Ming said expressionlessly. In the end, he still didn't forget to use his right hand to forcefully press the steamed buns into Lumao's throat.

"Uh-cough-cough--" Lumao pinched his throat and coughed violently. The steamed buns made him unable to breathe, and his face turned purple. With his green hair, he looked like a Eggplants in the vegetable field.

"Your mother, you don't want to live anymore, do you?" A person next to Lumao was about to get angry when he was stopped by the person next to him and whispered something in his ear. Fearfully, he left with the green hair.