Physician’s Odyssey

The two strong men who rushed in were the players Hans bought with his money, and they were local players and idle bastards. Hit someone and you'll get ten red tickets, which sounds comfortable. When they arrived at their destination, they were shocked and did not expect to be able to swing into the police detention cells and beat people up.

What does that mean? Beating people up gets the acquiescence of the local police station. When it's a real mess, you don't have to blame yourself. Someone will resist things, so the two of them don't have any mercy, call the stick, and greet them up.

The stick came fiercely and hit his head specifically. Once the stick went down, he basically had a concussion. It was really dark and harsh for both of them.

Su Xiao frowned and sighed at himself. There was some loss in his heart. Two Huaxians were bought by the Germans and killed their fellow countrymen. This is obviously a hateful and inexpensive thing.

However, Su Xiao was not able to do what he had hoped, despite the handcuffs he had on his hands, but he did nothing to deal with the two gangsters.

Before the first gangster reacted, he felt hit hard in the chin and lost consciousness. The other found something wrong, prepared to retreat, was kicked in the abdomen, then kicked in the face and passed out leaning against the wall.

After Su Xiao discovered the endless practice of martial arts with Yan, he used the hidden power of his body points and became more and more comfortable with it.

These people are exploited, so Su Xiao is only a minor punishment.

Another moment later, the door of the detention cell was opened, walked into a civilian police officer, saw the bastard who was unconscious on the ground, frightened, hurriedly retreated out, locked the door and reported to the top.

Su Xiao sighed helplessly and took care of himself. I'm afraid he needs to be upgraded, not just with handcuffs.

The door was opened again, and someone pointed a gun at him, silently commanding him: "Don't move, raise your hands! ”

Su Xiao raised his hand honestly. A civilian police officer rushed over and pressed Su Xiao in haste.

Su Xiao felt the pain coming from his stomach and snorted. These civilian police treated themselves as violent criminals, so the small movements on his hands did not stop during the capture of him.

“Director Yang, I'm afraid we can't hold him here.” One of the civilian police whispered, "Why don't we send him to the third prison? It's safer there. ”

Director Yang nodded and glanced at the civilian police in a complicated manner, whispering: “OK, send them to the third prison! ”

Director Yang saw that Su Xiao did not resist. He was asked to drag the two gangsters out and then dial the number of the third prison. The third prison in Bashu province is the nearest to Baitan town, where many prisoners are held under heavy sentence, and the guard force ranks high throughout the country.

Half an hour later, a ballistic-proof convoy entered the police station, walked down from the vehicle with live ammunition and escorted Su Qiu out of the holding cell.

Sitting not far from here, in an off-road vehicle, Hans cut open the cigar and lit it with a lighter and swallowed the smoke.

It's just the first step.

As the siren went away, Hans dialed a number and asked, "Are we set? ”

The other side laughed, “Boss, just give the money in place, those people dare to do anything, don't say the whole person, it is his life, and he is not talking. ”

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Su Xiao sat in the escort car and was held by prison guards with a gun to his waist. He did not expect that one day he would become a criminal and be taken to jail. Although he occasionally did not do well, he was somewhat insidious and cheap in his life, but in general, he was a good citizen with greater merit and sense of responsibility.

Of course, his mood is not so pessimistic either, mainly because he is well-deserved, so many people out there are concerned about themselves, and getting out of poverty is only a matter of time.

Moreover, he felt that this trip to prison was also a rare experience. When he succeeded, he wanted to write a book, he had to record the story. A generation of famous doctors had been framed and stayed in prison, which had to add a lot of legend.

The worse things go, the more relaxed Su Xiao feels. It's hard to attract attention to cleaning up a high level opponent like Hans if you don't make a big deal out of it.

In his view, Hans seemed smart, but in fact he was digging his own grave step by step. Of course, given the current state of affairs, he was in a terrible position, and Hans became the winner.

The most depressing part is that when he was just held in the holding cell, he was beaten by the civilian police for a few dark circles. Though he could not talk about serious injuries, his heart was cool. He really felt helpless and disappointed about the situation at the grass-roots police station.

Su Xiao could also understand that he had been treated like this, mainly because he was an outsider, and if he was in Hanzhou, he would not have encountered it; on the other hand, with the permission of Hans and certain officials in the town, who were behind the scenes.

The third prison in Bashu Province, located in Chenhe City, 30 kilometers away, is already at 10: 00 late at night, surrounded by deserted people, cold buildings lie quietly there, tall concrete walls pull the grid, dark iron doors illuminate under the light, like alligator blood mouth, next to a small door, which is a passage for staff to and from.

The shooting light struck Su Xiao's body. He looked up subconsciously. Armed police, carrying guns, stood on the far post building and looked calmly at the courtyard. In real life, it is completely impossible for prisoners to escape from prison. In addition to the armed forces on patrol, there is a barking of dogs and protective measures on the third and third floors inside, making the atmosphere quiet, sombre and sombre.

After a simple handover, Su Qiu was led over by a prison guard who looked under thirty years old.

The guard is not tall, about one meter, six or eight, but he is thick, walking with his bladder, like a crab, walking without taboos, suggesting that this is his own territory, no matter what character you are outside, you must obey your own discipline here.

Su Xiao followed the prison guard inside, the long walkway, only the dim lights, the prison had a unified working arrangement, at which point all the prisoners were asleep.

The guard walked to the end of the corridor and opened a door. Su Zheng looked inside. It was a pavilion, just like the lobby of the bathroom, and lay under black pressure. Despite the fact that many people have heard the movement, no one dares look up. After all, this is a prison, and they are used to the rules.

At this late hour, prison guards sent people here. They must be the new inmates.

The guard pointed to one of the empty beds and whispered: “This is your bed! ”

The person behind him pushed hard, and Su Zheng took two steps forward.

When the guards were about to leave, they pulled out the baton, knocked on the position in front of the pavilion to the right, and then banged and closed the iron door outside.

The smell of the cell was cloudy and the air smelled bad. Su Qiu lay down for a short time. It was estimated that the prison guards had gone far and the inmates who had been lying quietly on the shop suddenly jumped. These dragons and tigers, there's no such thing as just falling asleep.

“Newcomer, what's your name?” The middle-aged man who had just been knocked over by a truncheon came together and asked lightly.

“Sulu!” Su Qiu answered honestly.

“What have you done?” The middle-aged man touched his bald head and continued to ask.

“Unrighteous!” Su Xiao looked very submissive. A 20-year-old young man, eyebrow-show, fell into the prisoner's eyes. At first glance, he felt like a young calf, without passing the market.

“How many of our brothers are not wronged!” Naked laughed and scolded.

The guard just knocked three times on his bed, he was an old bird, knew what it meant, let himself clean up this guy, just don't make a scene. His nickname is Blackskin, he is one of the bosses of the third prison. He was originally killed and sentenced to death. Later, his meritorious performance was changed to life. Recently, his life sentence was changed to just 30 years, and his sentence can be continuously commuted because he can be a human being and his relationship with the prison guards is good.

This cell is reserved for violent prisoners, and when new recruits come in, they are handed over to the blackskin for instruction and vicious treatment, which is a common method in prisons.

However, it is also very uncommon for the guards to suggest that the new man has offended someone outside, and the guards ask him to greet him extraordinarily.

“Brother Blackskin, this boy is so young, play with me!” There was a skinny, woody skinny guy next to him, laughing and hissing.

“Well, just play around and don't kill yourself.” Blackskin patted the skinny shoulder and took a step back, feeling a lot more fun in jail because of this new guy.

The thin man pointed at two people and grinned: “Hold his hand!” Yan Bi walked over to Su Xiao and prepared to take Su Xiao's pants off.

Su Xiao tried to swear, so that this guy could really touch himself. That would be disgusting for the rest of his life.

However, before the thin man was close, he felt people flying up, pressed against the audience sitting on the opposite bed smoking a cigarette and watching the play, causing a chatter.

After the others had not had time to react, Su Qiu quickly walked to the iron gate and squeezed his voice and shouted, “Is there a cadre here? Somebody hurry up and hit somebody! ”

Prisoners in prisons call prison guards, and there are usually three types of shouting, correctional, cadre or government. Su Xiao chose to call a second name, which also implied that he was not particularly unfamiliar with the prison.

Blackskin stared at Su Xiao's emotional expression. What is this kid doing? Where's the fear? It's all about trying out the reaction.

If not, there's no movement outside, dead silence.

Su Zheng turned around slowly, pressed his fingers against the bone joint, shrugged his shoulders, and looked at a group of violent criminals who were stuck like wooden chickens, revealing a very dragging look.

Blackskin walked to the skinny man, took a look, his arm was folded into a strange arc, only intake, no exhalation, suddenly he felt both strands tremble, there was a bad feeling, this young man was not young at all, he just looked like a good boy, completely faked it.