I cut reality into a movie

Viewers who often watch American legal dramas may think so.

In the judicial practice of the United States, every case will be brought to court, and the lawyers of the pros and cons will fight fiercely, win the support of the jury in the verbal confrontation, and finally decide where the case will go.

But in reality, the United States can really enter the trial stage, and jury cases do not even account for 5% of the total number of cases.

A large number of criminal cases in the United States are based on prosecution and defense transactions. By allowing criminals to voluntarily admit to a relatively minor crime, they can convict criminals before public prosecution, thereby reducing judicial costs.

After all, in capitalism, everything is prioritized by efficiency, and everything is prioritized by cost.

As for whether the criminal got the punishment he deserved, the capitalist lord didn't care about it. Anyway, ordinary crimes couldn't bother them with perfect security facilities.

Thanks to this 'efficient' prosecution and defense transaction, it took only three and a half days for Romon to successfully complete the judicial process and enter Bay No. 2 Prison.

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"Why are you stunned! Hurry up, Lao Tzu! Do you still think of yourself as an uncle when you come to Haiwan No. 2?"

"No! You are here, you are not even counted as people! You are just animals, animals who only know how to obey orders, understand!"

Prison guards banged the iron fence with batons, urging the new prisoners to complete the medical examination as soon as possible.

"Hey! Little boy, what about you, raise your hands up and show your crunchy dimples! Don't try to hide things in there!"

In a closed examination room, Romon was completely naked, but even so, the prison guard in charge of the examination had to make him unfold his body, and even poked his lower abdomen with a baton constantly to make sure that there was nothing entrained inside his body.

"Okay, turn around!"

As Romon turned around, the prison guard in charge of the inspection froze for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "What is the tattoo on your back, why is it so dark?"

"Return to the sir! This is the totem of my tribe - Sakabarora Nanotutaya."

In the original Prison Break, in order to escape successfully, the male protagonist hides the entire structure of the prison in his tattoo. Therefore, as a remake, Luo Meng naturally wants to copy and restore it as much as possible.

And he doesn't need to actually get tattoos, he can make tattoos appear on his body with just one sentence, and after leaving prison, the tattoos can also disappear, further confusing the police's pursuit - what you want to catch is a tattooed rape Ni Silverhand, what does it have to do with my clean Romon.

"Okay, get out!"

It's very normal for a criminal to have a tattoo. After a brief look at Romon's tattoo, he didn't find anything special. The prison guard who was in charge of the inspection waved him to enter the locker room.

After changing into the prison uniform from the locker room, Romon bumped into a face full of pustules.

"Tsk! You have a pretty face, you little bastard!"

Pushing Romon's chin up with a baton, the jealousy of the pustular face was beyond words: "Little white face, use the things in your cranium to remember firmly, my name is Victor, the person in charge of the prison C area, who will be your prison life in the future." God."

"Here, the only thing you have to do is to listen to me, even if I order you to lick the soles of my shoes, you have to do it! Do you understand!?"

Facing Victor's face-to-face threat, instead of feeling displeased, Romon's heart was filled with a little excitement:

Good guy, is this dude so cooperative?

Didn't I need to devote myself to searching, so I rushed up to be the villain?

It seems that my prison scene will go well.

As a 'director', Romon is not afraid of troubles, he is only afraid that nothing will happen. After all, his system can only change everything related to him. As for people other than him, the system can't do anything.

If everyone else turned a blind eye to him, there was really nothing Romon could do.

But today he is very lucky, just after he entered the prison, he met a regional director who was jealous of his handsome face. Now he doesn't need to do anything, the stories will come to his door continuously.

Controlling the virtual camera, Romondo shot Victor's ugly face from an angle, making sure that the audience hated him as soon as they saw him.

Romon, who devoted himself to filming, didn't say a word, and even had a little smile on his mouth. This made Victor, who was anxious to stand up, furious. He slammed his right hand fiercely and poked the baton on Romon's chin:

"Boy, are you deaf! Can't you hear me!"

"No! Sir, of course I heard your question."

What Luo Meng wants to shoot is a cool version of "Prison Break", so the protagonist he plays cannot be obedient, but always has a confident smile that refuses to admit defeat: "Sir, you let me treat you as a god, but forgive me Frankly speaking, there is only one God in my heart.”

As Romon spoke, he raised his finger to the sky, indicating that the God he believed in was in the sky.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Victor laughed angrily. He poked Romon's heart with his baton, and said through gritted teeth, "Boy, remember what you said today, and I will let you know soon that the God you believe in, don't care Not here!"

"Go in!"

Pulling Romon with a baton and pushing him into the iron fence behind him, Victor looked at the roster in his hand and grinned, "No. 287415, Johnny Silverhand, from the Creek Tribe of Oklahoma, very Good! This native savage is very good!"

It was good to say it twice, Victor turned his face to look at the registration room behind the bars, and ordered: "287415, Johnny Silverhand, let him live at No. 25 West, and I want his little Daisy, today It blooms at night!"

On the other side, Romon, who officially entered prison area C, didn't know that he had been counted. Instead, he looked at the cameras all over the prison, as if he suddenly remembered something, and corrected to the system - the system, in our During the time I was in prison, the prison’s cameras could take pictures of me normally.

Romon hurriedly added a patch to his 'unphotographable physique', otherwise the camera system of the entire Bay Prison would be scrapped during his sentence, which would undoubtedly attract unexpected attention and affect Romon's filming progress.

After adding the patch, Romon can finally relax and go to take pictures of the prison scenery.

Area C of the Bay Prison is roughly in the shape of a 'Chuan', with a vertical aisle in the middle and six floors of prisons on both sides.

There are dozens of cells on each floor of the prison, densely packed together, like a honeycomb of bees.

The new prisoners walked in the central aisle, and the old prisoners staying in the prisons on both sides kept knocking on the iron fence and cheering like it was Christmas:

"Hey! Another batch of fish is here!"

Fish, fish, is a unique name for new prisoners in American prisons, derived from fresh, fresh.

And calling the new prisoner a fish is also a bit of a Chinese meaning, people are swords and I am fish. I have to say that there will always be some strange coincidences in different civilizations of human beings.

"Give me peace!"

The prison guard let out a growl, and after slightly suppressing the booing of some old prisoners, he began to arrange for the new prisoners, Romon, to move in.

"Donald Eric, 133 West; Joseph George, 104 East; Barack Hussein, 106 East..."

When the new prisoner moved in, the first few people were safe and sound, until Romon's name appeared: "Johnny Silverhand, West 25th."

"Hey! Fuck! Did you hear that! This little boy lives on West 25th!"

"Hahahahaha, did this little boy kill Pustuleface's family? Why was he thrown to West 25 when he first arrived!"

"Hey! Little boy! Cry a little softer at night, don't disturb our sleep!"

Facing the booing sound like a tide from all directions, Romon's reaction was also very straightforward. He raised his hands high, and at the same time raised his middle fingers to the prisoners in the cells on the east and west sides.

Then maintain this posture and walk all the way to the door of the West 25th cell.

Didi!

The prison guard took out the electronic key and pressed it on the cell door, and the solid cell door, which was welded by stainless steel, bounced outward.

"Bob, come out, from now on, you go back to your West 97 cell, and let the newcomer here."

Holding the door frame, the prison guard hooked his hands at a short man in the cell. This male prisoner named Bob ran out crying with joy.

Shouting thank you sir all the way, clutching his butt all the way and walking towards the west stairs.

That limping posture, it seems that he has received a lot of "care".

"Slow down baby, I welcome your tight little ass anytime."

The voice of saying goodbye to Bob was full of lust in the banter. Immediately afterwards, a fat man who was nearly two meters tall, covered in fat, and walked stoutly appeared in front of the cell door.

Facing him, Romon felt as if he was facing a thick wall. The oppressive feeling, how should I put it... is really not photogenic.

Officer Victor, you understand me too well!He even took the initiative to arrange such a caring actor for me!If I have a chance, I will definitely sing "Listen to Me Thank You" for you.

Luo Meng was very satisfied with the big fat man in front of him, and when the big fat man looked at Luo Meng, he wanted to stare his eyes out.

Panting a few times, the fat man gulped down a big mouthful of saliva, and opened his big yellow teeth at Romon:

"Come on honey! I happen to have a brand new bar of soap!"

"New soap? What a coincidence, I like new soap best because it's so easy to clean off the grease stuck on my hands!"

Under the incredulous eyes of the prison guards, Romon smiled and walked into the West 25 cell, and closed the cell door behind him.

Chapter 005 It's okay, my Jerusalem will make a move

How to use the camera to build a powerful enemy.

One of the most commonly used methods is to take advantage of poor body shape.

Find an actor who is at least 10 cm taller than the protagonist, and then use the camera at the height of the protagonist's perspective to look at the enemy from bottom to top, and finally freeze the camera on the protagonist looking up at the enemy.

——"100 Tips for Building Shots, Chapter 3, Section [-]".

Recalling the photography textbooks he had read, Romon turned on the virtual camera and took pictures of the fat man in front of him from bottom to top.

The camera pans over his cracked feet, his hairy calves, his belly that looks like swimming rings, and finally freezes on his greasy, unshaven flat face.

"what is your name?"

After giving his opponent a frontal close-up, Romon started the dialogue.

"Jack, Jack Hoffman, but here, people prefer to call me Burst Bear, the Burst Bear from West Cell 25." Burst Jack looked down at Romon in front of him, with a playful smile on his fat face .

He knew very well that this was a prison, and everyone here was audacious bastards, and these little bastards couldn't spell the word 'respect' until they had taught them themselves.

And what Jack the Bear loves the most is this educational process, from the outside to the inside, a thorough education process.

Licking the corner of his mouth, Jack the Bear looked at Romon's eye-catching face, and he could already imagine what he would look like after he smeared it.

"How did you get in?" Romon continued to ask.

"How did you get in?"

Burst Bear Jack leaned over slightly, brought his flat face close to Romon, and exhaled a rancid tone: "There are too many reasons, illegal possession of guns, illegal possession of prohibited drugs, robbery, arson, intentional injury, and putting A few cuties like you got crippled."

"I still remember that my greatest joy at that time was to knock out all their teeth, and then feel the delicate touch of their gums. That feeling~~~~ Oh! FUCK! I will never forget it!"

The more Jack the Bear talked, the more fascinated he became, and the more he talked, the closer his face was: "Little Johnny, your teeth are very beautiful! Your mouth is also beautiful!"

No!

Can't stand it anymore!

The limit of this group of shots is here, and if it goes on, I will be filming a work-related injury.

Seeing the ugly face of Jack the Explosive Bear, Romon resolutely started to fight back:

His neck, shoulders, elbows, wrists, waist, thighs, knees, ankles, fourteen joints all over his body exert force and rotate at the same time, accumulating the power of the whole body on the right fist, pouring out at a speed invisible to the naked eye out.

Boom.

Like thunder on a bronze bell.

Romon's punch hit Jack the Explosive Bear's lower abdomen heavily. The mighty power that was poured out like a torrent easily tore apart the protective layer of fat that Jack was proud of, and twisted his fragile intestines violently together.

"Aw~~~~~!"

It's not like a human being making a sound, it's more like a beast howling.

Jack, who was suffering from pain, stared at him angrily. While reaching out to grab Romon, he roared, "Bastard, how dare you touch me!"

With a short body and side-sliding steps, he easily dodged Jack's grasp, and Romon walked around behind him, just kicking his leg.

bang.

Jack slammed into the iron bars of the prison door head-on, making his already flat and fat face flatten even more.

And at this time, I have to sigh with emotion, fat has its benefits, and with the blessing of fat, Jack's defense is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Even after taking two doses of Romon's heavy blows, he was still alive and well. He just leaned on the railing and shook his head, then he recovered, looked at Romon with a sinister smile and said:

"Little bastard, I underestimated you!"

Raising his hands to wipe away the blood under his nose, Jack the Burst Bear raised his hands in front of his chest, performing professional wrestling preparations.

It seems that in America, a country of crime, the criminals are indeed quite sophisticated. In addition to practicing good marksmanship and pre-emptive strikes in the American style of combat, they also need to learn close combat, just in case.

But for Luo Meng, the 'star' and 'director', the more he can play the villain, the happier he is.

Without wasting the fighting poses put by Jack the Bear, Romon also took the corresponding fighting poses. His knees are clamped in front, his anus is raised, his abdomen is retracted, his chest is slightly closed, his back is pulled out, and his hands are forward. The whole person is like a The fully charged bow confronted Jack Linyuan.

"go to hell!"

After a quiet confrontation for a few seconds, Jack the Explosive Bear took the lead. He roared and pressed towards Romon like a mountain.

Faced with such coercion, Romon naturally chose... to shoot a set of shots first.

Multi-angle, multi-camera shooting at the same time is bound to capture the strength and danger of Jack the Bear.

As for how to deal with Brother Jie's attack, how should I put it, as long as Romon says a word, even the monitoring equipment can't capture his figure, let alone an ordinary human being.