Son-in-law's Romantic Life

This new prisoner had snatched away a prison guard's gun on the first day he arrived. This situation made Lin Guodong feel quite embarrassed.    

    

He recalled Chief Zhang's previous instructions. If this fellow was furious and started a massacre here, he would be finished. Who knows, he might even break out of prison?    

    

Suddenly, all kinds of possibilities appeared in Lin Guodong's mind.    

    

However, none of that had happened.    

    

A smile suddenly blossomed on my face. Then, very amiably, I returned the gun to the dumbfounded prison guard in front of me.    

    

This fellow actually didn't reach out to receive it. In the end, I forcefully stuffed it into this person's hand.    

    

Just as I got the gun, this person instinctively aimed the gun at me once again.    

    

This made me feel a little helpless. I stretched out a hand and pushed the gun to the side.    

    

"I just said that I don't like being pointed at." I said quietly.    

    

There didn't seem to be any particularly strong anger in the voice, but those words caused the prison guards to tremble in fear.    

    

The two prison guards held the thing in their hands. They couldn't lift it up or put it down. For a moment, they felt a little awkward and looked helplessly at Lin Guodong.    

    

Lin Guodong had no choice. He rubbed his forehead in distress and said to his two subordinates, "Put down the guys in your hands."    

    

After the two of them heard Lin Guodong's order, they finally put down the guy in their hands.    

    

"Let's go." Lin Guodong said.    

    

At the same time, he had a bad feeling in his heart. This guy was really a thorn in his head.    

    

He had smashed Ah Hai's face on the first day of his arrival. He had no idea what would happen in the future.    

    

At the end of the room, Lin Guodong opened the door and let me in.    

    

"Don't you need to open this door?" I raised the handcuffs on my hands and asked.    

    

"You're too dangerous. It's better to wear these things on your body." Lin Guodong said.    

    

I just had an indifferent expression on my face. "Forget it. I can do it myself anyway."    

    

It wasn't just the handcuffs, there were also shackles.    

    

To me, these things can't be restricted at all. Their existence is basically the same as decoration.    

    

Good fellow, isn't this a little too arrogant? To say that these things can't trap me in front of me?    

    

Lin Guodong was somewhat helpless. He gave a look and asked a prison guard to pass me the blanket and other stuff. He hugged those things and went into the room.    

    

The conditions here were much worse than the detention center in Binhai City.    

    

In that place, there were four people in a cell. There were six of them here.    

    

There was an empty space on the lower bunk of the first high and low bed on the left.    

    

There was originally another person living there. Because Chief Zhang had told him in advance, Lin Guodong had ordered someone to inject that person with anesthesia, and then throw him out, giving me an empty space.    

    

There were people on the other five beds.    

    

The moment I entered, I could clearly feel the gazes of the five people on me.    

    

In a place like this, bullying newbies was a common occurrence.    

    

Every newbie who appeared here would receive all sorts of provocations and would not be at ease.    

    

However, these people were not fools. They were not every rookie that entered. They would all be stupid enough to go up and cause trouble. These people would also judge the strength of the enemy. If the enemy was a very powerful guy, he would go and find trouble. That would be courting death.    

    

It seemed that he was just a young man with a slightly thin figure.    

    

He was in his twenties.    

    

Such a person should be the easiest target to bully in a place like this.    

    

But this person seemed to have something wrong with him.    

    

This person was even wearing handcuffs and shackles, this kind of treatment was something that had never been seen before.    

    

After all, it was not prohibited to fight here. If one was not careful, one would kill. Thus, things like handcuffs would be opened.    

    

For someone like me, when I came in, I still had these things on me, this is definitely the first time in history.    

    

This special treatment made the remaining people in the room not act rashly. All of them stared at me with strange gazes.    

    

I don't care. I slowly tidied up my bed. Because there are too many messy things on my body, my movements are quite slow. After a long time, I finally finished tidying up and lay down. It was quite comfortable.    

    

His head hurt a little. In his pocket, there was also the painkillers that Lin Guodong gave him. It was one day's worth of painkillers. He took out two of them and stuffed them into his mouth.    

    

No one around said anything. It was quiet.    

    

Suddenly, there was a crack.    

    

A strange sound rang out. That sound was inexplicably familiar. That was... the sound of a lighter, right?    

    

Immediately after, I saw a circle of smoke gradually drifting out from my position.    

    

The smell of cigarettes is absolutely correct. The smell of cigarettes.    

    

After being stimulated by the smell of cigarettes, those people couldn't take it anymore. One by one, they stuck out their heads from the bedside, only to see me lying quietly on the bed, smoking quietly.    

    

That appearance made the five people's eyes burn with greed and desire.    

    

Cigarettes.    

    

That was a top quality.    

    

To put it bluntly, how many people in this kind of place didn't smoke?    

    

But being imprisoned here, no matter how much you liked smoking, there was nothing you could do. There were no cigarettes for you to smoke here.    

    

But what's wrong with this kid, he can actually smoke? He can even bring a lighter in, could it be that he didn't have a body search before coming in?    

    

That's impossible, everyone who comes in will have a body search.    

    

For these old cigarettes, it had been a long time since they had smelled this kind of smell. Each and every one of their noses kept twitching, afraid that this kind of smell would be wasted.    

    

It could even be said that at this time, even if there was a naked beauty standing in front of them, these people would most likely choose cigarettes.    

    

At this moment, the man who lived on the top bunk finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He suddenly jumped down from the top and his eyes were filled with intense greed.    

    

"Kid, give me the cigarettes."    

    

The man said in a low and muffled voice.    

    

Is this guy from China? He doesn't look like African, but he looks similar to African. Judging from his accent, he should be from China.    

    

However, this guy's attitude makes me a little unhappy. Who should I call a kid?    

    

Frowning, I feel a little unhappy in my heart, but I didn't care and threw a cigarette to this person.    

    

The man lowered his head and looked at the cigarette in his hand. The greed in his eyes that were like copper bells was even greater.    

    

"Kid, don't you understand what I'm saying? I want you to bring that packet of cigarettes over!"