Chapter 599

San Diego, in a heavily guarded prison, it's time to relax.

Little Lori put his hands in his pockets, yawned lazily, and moved step by step with the people in front of him.

“Yo……”

Led by the guards to the barbed wire playground, the inmates scattered freely. He looked up at the small place and saw Pablo sitting on the simple stand composed of several rows of broken wooden chairs, looking at himself, and hastily lifted his chin to him and walked over.

"You smoke in the morning? Don't waste it before you go out! "

Pablo gave him an ungrateful look and winked at a fellow Latino African American.

Little Lori sat down in the place where the man stood aside. After a hard time in prison, Pablo gradually set up a small Gang in the prison, mainly composed of Latin immigrants of black blood, supplemented by a small number of black Americans. There were about seven or eight people in the stands. This stand was their territory. "Did Barron send news?"

"Well, the next court session will be 15 days, no, after 15 working days." Pablo said, "you'll be better in court."

"Didn't Barron say that without AK, the prosecution would not have enough evidence to dismiss the appeal?" Little Lori yawned again. "I can't afford to hire that vampire lawyer," he said

"Little Binny will help. Barron has to work hard if he doesn't want to die."

Pablo saw a white man approach cautiously, shut his mouth, kick his foot in the lower stand, squinting in the sun.

The man looked around warily, then reached into his clothes, groped for a small plastic bag, and quickly exchanged a green rice knife with the white man.

"From tomorrow, stop business."

Said Pablo, putting the rice knife he had handed in into his pocket.

“Waht？” His men were looking at him.

"Little Lori is coming out of jail, OK?" Pablo glared at them. "He can't have any accidents at this time."

"Well, Congratulations, lorry."

"Congratulations."

The gang members suppressed their jealousy and extended their fists to celebrate.

"I'll make money and keep fishing for you when I go out." Little Lori said to Pablo, choking after he touched his fist.

A large part of Pablo's 12-year sentence is to help himself with his crime. Even without AK, the key witness, it is much harder to overturn his confession.

"Well, little Binny will arrange everything. Aplus must be scared by AK. He doesn't dare to do anything to you."

"When you get out, keep an eye on Barron for me, and let him come. I need a new testimony that's safe," Pablo said

"Hey, hey, don't worry."

He spent ten minutes in the sun with Pablo. "I'm going to play ball?"

"Go ahead."

He pulled up two accomplices and walked to the bottom of the basketball rack step by step. Without saying a word, he only stared at some black people who were playing with cold eyes.

The other side found their presence did not speak, tacitly put the ball down, back away.

"Bang, bang, Bang..."

He picked up the basketball, deftly and skillfully carried it a few times, and then three-step layup. The basketball was beautifully hollow into the frame. He put out his tongue and cheerfully clapped with his friends.

"Chicago, Chicago, Chicago, Chicago, rapgod, rapgod..." His friends fawn on his song.

"Shut up!"

The good mood disappeared in an instant.

"Lorry! Lori II And then a C.O. called out his name.

"What's the matter?" And Pablo looked at each other suspiciously and walked up to the C.O.

"You're going to be transferred back to Chicago." Said the C.O., looking at the papers in his hand.

“What？ Why? I still have 15 days to appeal... " "I want to see a lawyer! I have the right to see a lawyer! Pablo, Pablo

"I don't care what kind of lawyer you have. I only work according to superior documents." The other side answers, make a wink, two guards draw out batons to approach.

"Don't fight lorry!"

Pablo quickly called out, "I'll call Barron!"

"Quiet, prisoner!"

"I only have 15 days, 15 days..."

He was so anxious that his tears came down. He remembered that there were still goods hidden in his room, and he yelled, "I'm going to pack my personal belongings!"

"It will be sent to you."

Two c.o.s. set him up and took him all the way to the waiting escort car.

"Congratulations on going home, big star..."

The guard in charge of the escort in the car grinned and handcuffed him to a special iron cage. Then one of them sat in the car with a shotgun in his arms, and the other went to the co driver's seat.

The car started and left the prison after several checkpoints.

He looked back at the prison wall which he had only seen when he came, and fell asleep in a confused mood."It's the place, prisoner!"

After waking up in the action of releasing the handcuffs of the prison guard, he was pulled out of the car rudely. He heard the roar of the plane and stretched out his hands in a reflexive way. Another police officer standing opposite him put his hands on his hands, and then he accepted a search.

It seems that not only one of them has been transferred to prison, but there are also about a dozen prisoners of various types and colors. Some of them seem to be felons, with fetters on their feet and their heads covered.

"What's going on? Captain

It turned out to be a normal operating passenger plane. The passengers who had been seated immediately protested in horror when they saw the swarming of prisoners. After being told by the captain that there was no need to worry, they had to accept that the normal criminals were transferred. The plane took off soon. They watched the policemen and prisoners in front of the cabin with vigilance for a while. They felt that there was no danger, so they drove one after another He who begins to sleep sleeps and kills time.

"Yo, little Lori?"

He heard a black voice coming out of his back. Turning around, he saw a black guy wearing headphones, "Hey! It's really you! " The other side was excited, "I didn't expect that."

"Are you?" He had not communicated with ordinary people for a long time. He looked at the police officers around him in fear and asked after getting no feedback.

"I love your song..." The other side hum a few second-hand shop, "you see..." Turn on the Walkman again and take out the cassette tape inside.

It's a transcribed cassette tape marked with "Chicago rap." some of the handwritten song titles are hip-hop songs. At a glance, he can see the words of second-hand stores. Most of the others are aplus songs, "remember the name," "show me the money," and so on. There is also al's "ain't cha.".

"Thank you for remembering me." He had a sour heart and said with a bitter smile.

"Yes! Cool man, are you still writing songs? " The other side asked.

"Of course, I I saved some. "

"When you make a song, I'll buy it, touch one?" The opponent put his fist in.

"Er..."

He took his hands, which were handcuffed on the armrest, and looked again at the police officers around him.

"Don't think about it." I'm looking at the cold response from the other side of the newspaper.

"Sorry..." He had to smile at each other.

"It's OK. Sign it for me." The other side turned out his pen and paper and threw it over. He signed it hard with his handcuffed hand, "Er, can you..."

The police officer impatiently helped to pick up the pen and paper, handed it back, "don't talk to the prisoner too much." And warn the guy behind.

“OK，OK……”

Once again, it is quiet. Depending on the situation, it is just a common transfer. Maybe it is because of the need of appeal? He looked at the blue sky and white clouds all the way out of the window. Gradually, the skyscrapers in Chicago came into view. As soon as the plane landed, he smelled the familiar smell of Chicago: cold and strong wind.

"Come on! Come on! Don't stop

The prison guards pushed the shivering prisoners down the stairs, and then someone handed them bulky and ugly cotton padded clothes. They took a lot of clothes and got on the bus. It was boring driving, searching and transferring.

In the evening, he and his fellow inmates walked into a local prison in Chicago.

“GD……”

All of a sudden, a black prisoner who helped deliver prison supplies whispered to himself and clapped the bedding in his hand.

Yes, Chicago is also his own territory. He breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed out a smile, and raised his chin slightly to thank him.

The design of American prisons is almost the same. He followed the people in front of him and walked forward honestly. In the cells that passed by, those black brothers who looked at them with iron doors were all gloating. They were used to saying, "haven't you seen a big star, have you?" He cursed silently and bowed his head. He didn't want to talk to anyone.

"I'll set up a lawyer." In front of a cell, the C.O. stops, he says.

"Wait until the call time." He was pushed in.

It's a double room. It's not bad. The man in the upper berth sleeps very much. He often has a fight for the lower berth in prison. This time, it can save trouble. He is in a better mood.

The bed was made lightly. What was hidden in the bedding was a razor blade tied to one end and a sharp toothbrush handle at the other. It seemed that there were more than GD people in this prison

Anyway, get in touch with Barron first, and stuff it under the pillow.

People's ability to adapt is very strong, he turned over a few body, in the confused helpless slowly fell asleep.

However, I had a strange dream today, in which he was doing some disgusting things, no! He woke up from his dream and was lying on his back! Pants!? Pants off!

The other party's bad breath almost fainted on the spot, "you damn it!" He immediately yelled and struggled, "C.O! Prison guard

"Don't cry, girl. I'll love you."

The man said with a smile, "your figure is so good..."“Fxxk！ Fxxk！” He couldn't compete with each other in strength! help! HELP！”

"Let's not let people sleep!" "Stop shouting!"

"Boy, enjoy it. He is a famous lover of ours..." Someone in the cell next door laughed grimly.

“Fxxk！ You're going to die! Do you know who I am? Do you know my background!? Yeah! GD！ I'm from GD! "

"I'm so lonely. I'm sorry. I thought this prison would not send me a companion again..." The other side is not affected, continue to do.

"Fxxk! Die! Die

Struggling, the hand accidentally reached under the pillow, touched a cold thing, "go to death!" Hold it tightly and stab back.

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