Love revenge: wife's mask

The ventilation cage in the black building looks no different from that in prison area 1. If you have to find a difference, Qin Yijie believes that there are more prisoners here than in prison area 1. Looking at it, you don't have to count. The people standing in the cage should be twice that in prison area 1.

So many people crowded in one place has both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that everyone is doing their own things, enjoying this precious and relatively free time and space for an hour, and even doing a few things they like, such as singing or reading in the sun. Otherwise, they can play basketball under the basketball frame in the middle of the cage. Oh! By the way, basketball can still be played in this cage, which is really a treatment that No. 1 prison district can't enjoy.

However, Qin Yijie soon figured out why there is a basketball court here. For prisoners who are energetic and have nowhere to vent, playing basketball is always much better than hitting people. At least it is basically the same in essence. The result is nothing more than consuming their physical strength and depressed mood.

Perhaps because there were too many people, Qin Yijie's tension and panic seemed to ease a lot. Especially after seeing the basketball court, Qin Yijie believed that these people intended to vent more on basketball than on themselves. Therefore, when Qin Yijie walked in, it didn't seem to attract too many people's attention.

Just when Qin Yijie secretly felt happy and relaxed, he soon found the disadvantage of too many people in the cage!

The prisoners standing in the cage are all wearing the same prisoners, so when Qin Yijie walked in, he found himself soon submerged in a sea of yellow prisoners. No one would notice that there is a drop of water in the sea, but the problem is that Qin Yijie can easily integrate into it and will also be easily submerged, If you want to paint the barbed wire fence around the cage, you must pass through the dense prisoners, and Qin Yijie's position is just blocked by others from the sight of the patrolling armed police and prison guards outside.

Just like now, Qin Yijie has been tightly surrounded by seven or eight people, and the peripheral crowd just becomes a natural barrier, completely blocking the peripheral monitoring line of sight.

Qin Yijie sighed heavily and stood still. According to Zhou Ping's reminder, he tried not to raise his eyes and look directly at the people opposite.

"You just rolled over from the rat's nest?"

Rat's nest... Qin Yijie was stunned for a long time before he reacted. It turned out that in the eyes of the prisoners in the black building, the No. 1 prison area where he was serving his sentence was called the rat's nest. There was also a sense of superiority and hierarchy in the prison. For these felons in the black building, the prisoners in No. 1 prison area were just some inferior criminals who couldn't get into the stream, So the place where these people are imprisoned naturally becomes a rat's nest.

Qin Yijie bit his teeth and thought. He suddenly raised his head and stared at the people in front of him calmly.

"Yes! I came from the mouse nest over there, but I can't see the difference between the mouse nest over there and here. If so, I think there may be more mice here than there... "

The man standing in front of Qin Yijie was stunned first, then turned his head and looked at the others around him. Suddenly, Qin Yijie burst into laughter. Qin Yijie twisted the paint in his hand and laughed with disapproval.

The two reminders by Zhou Ping seem to have been completely forgotten by Qin Yijie. In fact, they are not. Qin Yijie kept repeating Zhou Ping's reminders in his heart until he came in. However, for other people's provocations and insults, Qin Yijie suddenly found it difficult to exercise restraint and patience, which can be said to be impulsive, but Qin Yijie thought he was safeguarding his dignity, After all, there are not many things that belong to you after you go to prison, and the rest is just this point of human dignity.

Then the actual result was no different from Qin Yijie's imagination. The foot kicked from somewhere kicked heavily on his back. Qin Yijie fell to the ground, followed by raindrops of fists on his body and face. At the same time, a pair of extremely powerful big hands held the dust in the cage and tightly covered Qin Yijie's mouth.

The third point reminded by Zhou Ping... Qin Yijie still didn't do it. Even the prisoners playing outside seem to have not noticed Qin Yijie's existence and the ongoing beating, not to mention the armed police patrolling outside the cage. Qin Yijie desperately hugged his head and vital parts of his body. The only thing he can do now is to minimize his physical injury.

When the people around him dispersed slowly, only Qin Yijie, who was covered with bruises and footprints, was curled up on the ground with a painful groan.

Qin Yijie bit his teeth and used a lot of strength to get up from the ground. He touched the bruises on his face and body. He bent hard to a corner where the sun could not shine, sat down, gasped heavily, closed his eyes and endured the pain of the body.

When you open your eyes again, from the perspective of Qin Yijie, you can just see that the people standing on the high sentry tower, while the armed police with guns are facing their back to themselves, and the other person who is watching Qin Yijie carelessly with smoke in his hand is smiling at him meaningfully.

Zhou Ping!

Qin Yijie believes that Zhou Ping should be able to see everything that happened just now, but he didn't stop it, and even deliberately asked the armed police to turn around. Qin Yijie doesn't understand why Zhou Ping did this, but he's sure that Zhou Ping won't help himself no matter what happens to him in the black building cage

"You are so arrogant from the rat's nest. You deserve to be beaten. It's enough for you that you can't get up without beating today. You'd better think about how you'll endure in the next few days. What you just provoked is not a good fault!"

Qin Yijie covered his face and turned his head. He saw a middle-aged man sitting nearby with few hair on his head. He was laughing at himself with schadenfreude. Qin Yijie ignored him and silently lowered his head and pressed his kicked ribs. It's OK! It's not broken, but it's obviously swollen in several places.

The bald middle-aged man seemed to be particularly interested in Qin Yijie. After discovering that Qin Yijie was unwilling to talk to himself, he walked slowly to Qin Yijie, squatted down and sat next to Qin Yijie's handle and said with a smile.

"The man you provoked just now is Xu Rui. He killed someone. He has four lives on his hands. He is also the Lord who is not afraid of heaven. You offended him today. I'm afraid you won't have a good life here in the future. Today's punishment for you can only be regarded as a small punishment. See, there will be a good play tomorrow. I advise you to wear more clothes. It's estimated that you won't last long, ha ha, By the way, you come from outside. You may not know much about the situation here. The infirmary is at the corner of the playground. You'd better get familiar with the road first. I think the infirmary should be the place you go most in the future. "

Qin Yijie took a deep breath and spit next to him. It was all beaten blood. Qin Yijie wiped the corners of his mouth and still didn't speak. The bald middle-aged man looked at the rebellious Qin Yijie, smiled, took a cigarette from his body and handed it to him.

"Come on... You have a bad attitude. Don't use your intuition to look at problems or analyze someone in an environment you're not familiar with. Your attitude is no different from Pushkin. Do you know Pushkin... If you don't know, I can tell you that he is basically similar to you, but the result is that he died in the end, and his death has no value..."

Pushkin?!

......。

Qin Yijie was surprised that he could hear Pushkin's name from an unknown prisoner in prison. Suddenly, he had an impulse to laugh. Anything can happen in the black building. What's strange when someone told him about Pushkin? Since there are even divine figures like Huo Cheng and Qiu yaoyang, what's not surprising in the black building.

Qin Yijie turned his head to look at the bald middle-aged man, looked down at the cigarette he handed over, thought about taking the cigarette, nodded slightly to express his thanks. The pain still made Qin Yijie unbearable, but he whispered with his teeth.

"Thank you! My name is Qin Yijie, and you? "

The bald middle-aged man lit a match, glanced at Qin Yijie and said carelessly.

"They all call me bald thousand three. You can call me that. Anyway, it doesn't make much sense to have a name."

Bald thousand three

This may be the happiest thing Qin Yijie heard today. It turns out that a person's name can be so funny. Looking at the appearance of bald Qiansan, he is really a little happy. He is full of meat all over. The cheeks on both sides of his face are falling off. As soon as he laughs, he starts to swing around. Everyone will want to laugh and say that fat people have a good face, It seems that this sentence is still somewhat reasonable. At least now, the bald appearance and the simple smile on his face make Qin Yijie more or less like him.

Qin Yijie lit a cigarette, took a hard breath and asked curiously.

"Thousand three... How can you take a woman's name?"

Bald Qiansan was more curious than Qin Yijie. He was stunned and soon laughed again.

"Who says a man can't be called Qiansan? In ancient times, there was Shen Wansan who was very rich and good at doing business. It is said that he was rich because he had a cornucopia, but I didn't, so I didn't have as much money as him, so I can only be called Qiansan..."

Qin Yi couldn't think of any excuse for bald Qiansan's explanation for a while.

"By the way, did you just say Pushkin I'm like Pushkin? What does that mean? "

Bald thousand three smoked a cigarette and replied disapprovingly.

"Why, do you know Pushkin?"

Qin Yijie tries to squeeze out a smile from his face. He can see that bald Qiansan is very proud now. It seems that he knows more than Qin Yijie.

"I know... But I don't know much, and I don't know. What are the similarities between me and Pushkin?"

Bald Qiansan pointed to the dense prisoners in the cage and suddenly asked Qin Yijie meaningfully.

"Are these people all hopeless social garbage in your eyes, or are they all heinous bad guys?"

Qin Yijie didn't want to answer without thinking.

"Yes!"

Bald Qiansan calmly pointed his finger at himself and asked Qin Yijie very seriously.

"What kind of person am I in your heart now?"