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When the old ghost heard the big man's words, he didn't say anything. He just stood up tremblingly, poured himself a glass of water, and then sat in front of the TV with his eyes still staring at the screen.

"I'm old and I've been here for a long time. I also know that I may be here for the rest of my life. I don't want to have trouble. I don't know the new comer. He is the same to you. I just want to live a safe life for a few days." the old ghost said slowly after a long time.

There was a proud look on the big man's face. He knew that the old man didn't dare to do anything, but in the end, the old ghost was also a respected person here, and the instructors would take care of his thin face more or less.

The big man is not a person who won't come. He took out a small bag of cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed them directly into the old ghost's hand. Then he didn't allow the old ghost to say anything, so he staggered out.

The old ghost clutched the half pack of cigarettes, but he still didn't accept it. Finally, he sighed and kicked it directly into his clothes pocket. It seems that as long as the big man is in this room all day, he can't help the new comer too clearly.

However, he didn't intend to meddle in his own business from the beginning. He just thought that the newcomer looked dull. He didn't have the heart to see him bullied so much. He just gave a friendly suggestion.

I didn't expect that the new guy dressed up as a pig and ate a tiger this morning, but he directly put the thin monkey in and locked up. This is beyond the old ghost's expectation. It seems that the new guy is not so stupid.

It seems that it's better to mind his own business in the future. After all, he has no worries about food and clothing here, and he won't be too embarrassed. He'd better do his own thing. As for others, it depends on their own luck.

Soon it was off work in the train room. If he hadn't finished it, he had to work overtime after dinner. After Zhang Feng handed in the number, he went to the dining room for dinner. At this time, the old ghost had finished their meal. Zhang Feng walked over with a plate. He still remembered the chicken leg at noon.

But Zhang Feng didn't say so much this time. He already knew his goal and the direction he was going to struggle. It seems that there are really many ways here. When he can play cards with those people, it is estimated that his good day will come.

In the evening, Zhang Feng simply washed and bathed. After taking a bath, Zhang Feng sat on the bed and sat cross legged involuntarily. He put the Buddha statue. He used to practice the posture of internal power. Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Feng himself didn't know why he suddenly did this, but soon he lay down, pretended to stretch, then wrapped his quilt and closed his eyes. After a tired day, he wanted to rest for a long time.

Although I know those people will get up later, I don't know if they will gather to smoke today. Anyway, he is not interested in these things. He might as well hurry up and sleep more.

This night, Zhang Feng kept dreaming. In his dream, there were Wang Yu's face, Ba song's face and Huang Weiwei's face. Everyone affectionately called him brother Feng. Zhang Feng dreamed of calling the wind and rain in the mall.

All this made him feel very real, as if he was not in a dream, but in reality, so that when he woke up in the morning, Zhang Feng sat foolishly in bed for nearly an hour, and he kept thinking about those people and things in his dream.

But in addition to the sporadic memory of Wang Yu and his several voices calling him brother Feng, the rest of the clips couldn't remember at all. His brain wanted to explode. Zhang Feng couldn't stand the pain. He went directly to the sink, put his head in, turned on the tap and poured his head with cold water.

He soon saw bursts of heat in his mind. Because the water was too cold, Zhang Feng's lips were white with cold. He wiped his head with a towel and stood next to the heating. He was very regretful. Why was he so useless? He couldn't remember anything.

Everyone was stunned by Zhang Feng's sudden abnormal behavior. The young man was in good health. It was too scary to wash his hair with cold water early in the morning.

As soon as the old ghost saw him like this, he felt trembling all over. He went over and looked at Zhang Feng and asked, "new comer, are you okay?"

Zhang Feng shook his head and signaled that he was fine. His mind was chaotic now. After washing the cold water, he couldn't remember anything. He even forgot how many people he dreamed of last night.

Zhang Feng can't help feeling a little frustrated. What's the matter with him? Has he been like this all his life and has no impression of the previous things? Zhang Feng is a little unwilling.

He must remember what happened during this period, why he became like this, and what he was arrested for. Did he really hit the dead, or did they say that the victim was lying dying in the hospital?

But after so many days, he was left here without anyone's attention. Isn't this matter investigated? No one questioned him. Is he going to stay here all the time?

Yesterday, he also asked the old ghost about them. Except for some individual reasons, such as the old ghost, he wants to stay here all the time. Like the big guys, some of them are in the palace.

The rest of the people went out in less than three months or more than a year and a half, but everyone came in and will be notified soon. When will they be brought up for trial.

But no one told him how to deal with his affairs. Now he is like a headless fly. Although he has only come in for two days, Zhang Feng doesn't want to stay here too long.

Looking at the sky outside, Zhang Feng suddenly felt how magical it was to have freedom. Zhang Feng thought that he hadn't contacted his family for so many days, and didn't know whether his parents would worry about him. When he thought of it, his heart was full of guilt.

In a villa in Huashi

Wang Yu got up early in the morning, sat on the sofa in the living room and kept dialing Zhang Feng's phone, but what came from the other end of the phone was still familiar with "sorry, the user you dialed is turned off, please redial later."

Wang Yu was unwilling. He called Zhang Feng again and again. Obviously, he had memorized these phone numbers, but he couldn't get through anyway.

Basong and Deng Liang also came out of the room. They looked at Wang Yu with worry on their face. Deng Liang asked with concern, "how's it going? Can't you get through?"

Wang Yu shook his head. He didn't know why. He felt a little uneasy in his heart. It's been three days. Brother Feng seems to have evaporated from the world. No one can find him and can't be contacted by phone.

Yesterday, Wang Yu asked Yun Piao Piao. Yun Piao said that Zhang Feng never found them when he returned from his birthday party that day. Now several such large projects in the company are being promoted. If Zhang Feng is missing, it's OK. These projects can't continue at all. Someone will come across the river and tear down the bridge soon.

Without Zhang Feng's guard, Wang Yu is really not sure that he can look at these family businesses. Moreover, in case Zhang Feng really meets any rare treasures, he becomes very interested in playing for a time and goes to find treasure himself. In this way, it is not impossible to go missing for a week.

If Zhang Feng comes back by himself at that time, wouldn't it be criticized? Therefore, we must not call the police unless we have to.

As soon as Huang Weiwei heard that Wang Yu refused herself, she was very upset immediately. She pulled her face and questioned Wang Yu: "why can't you call the police? Why are you so stubborn? When is it now? If you don't call the police, what will happen to your eldest brother? Aren't you in a hurry? Or don't you care about your eldest brother's safety at all?"

Huang Weiwei sternly asked Wang Yu. Wang Yu didn't care about Zhang Feng's life and death. She thought Wang Yu was procrastinating.