My Best Wife

Chapter 1163

"That's right, we are brave and disciplined." Another prisoner roared beside him. Then a group of people laughed. Discipline is of course unbelieving, but I also know that these things happen every day in the prison. It is not unusual at all. As long as no life is caused, no one wants to manage. Anyway, there is no good person here. The guard impatiently knocked on the door with his baton: "Come on! Give me honesty, otherwise the food will be deducted."

As a result, there was another violent storm after the guard left. That night Zheng Mingjie didn't even have the strength to get up and eat. Of course, no one planned to feed him. His meal was directly given to the prison head.

This was just the beginning, and every subsequent day was like a nightmare for Zheng Mingjie. The new prisoner himself was the object of the old prisoner's oppression and play, not to mention that he didn't know the sky and the earth, thinking that he was still a young master, and it made this group of rough masters look unpleasant, and stubbornly wanted to fix him. At first, Zheng Mingjie wanted to try to make a report or resist, but the later he knew that the price of resisting was worse, and he had no intention of struggling anymore.

But the hatred for Fang Zhiqiang continued endlessly. He will not forget that it was Fang Zhiqiang who caused him to lose Yamei and everything, and finally ended up like this.

At this time, the bald head quietly came to the detention center to visit the prison, but the person he was visiting was of course not Zheng Mingjie, but the head of the cell. The two were whispering something, and finally the bald head whispered: "This matter, I beg you."

"Wrap it on me. How honest and honest I have cleaned him up these days. This is a trivial matter. The people in it are old fried dough sticks, and they know what to do." The cell boss smiled very proudly, and then again. Seriously said, "My brother, please take care of him. Don't let people bully him, and don't let him follow me."

"Leave it to me, don't worry about it." The bald-headed answer was also very simple.

When the bald head left, the cell leader's visit was over, and when he returned to the cell, Zheng Mingjie was still lying in bed, anxious for the upcoming court session tomorrow.

He didn't notice either. The head of the cell quietly called a few people together, gathered by the sink in the bathroom, and quickly said something, then everyone nodded their heads, and then quietly dispersed.

"Damn!" Zheng Mingjie thought, couldn't help but slam the wall down. He regrets how he thinks now, and he hates more and more why he didn't kill Fang Zhiqiang at that time.

The prisoner sleeping in his lower bunk immediately jumped up: "Hey! You are sick, you just loosened your bones, and your skin is itchy, right? Isn't it too tidy?"

What Zheng Mingjie didn’t notice was that when he finished speaking, the prisoner in the lower bunk had already exchanged glances with the head of the cell. Before he could explain, the prisoner named Dongzi in the lower bunk had already directly and roughly He pulled down from the upper bunk, and then slapped his face heavily with a slap.

"Fuck you..." Zheng Mingjie was hurt all over his body from being smashed, and the slap was a star of gold, and he opened his mouth to curse.

"Damn, I even scolded. Come on, brothers, don't be polite, let's say hello together." Dongzi flexed his hands and said excitedly. "Well, if he goes to court tomorrow, then we can't have a good time, otherwise we may decide how to judge when the time comes. If he is not here anymore, then there is no fun."

Immediately there was a roar, and the entire cell was surrounded, but it was not just punches and kicks, it was the simplest.

Zheng Mingjie was so painful all night that he was full of brains and his consciousness was already dizzy. These people had made up their minds, not letting him sleep, and forced him to stay alive. In fact, Zheng Mingjie hadn't slept well for a day since he came in. His nerves had collapsed and he was about to break.

"You bastards, have the ability to kill me." Zheng Mingjie gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes and said. "Or wait for me to go out...Wait for me to go out and kill you one by one."

Several people laughed together like they heard a joke: "Will you go out? Didn't you wake up in your dream?" Dongzi patted his face: "Just like you, kill someone and expect to get out? Prepare to sit in jail. Wear it."

As he said, he greeted again: "This kid is enthusiastic today, and he hasn't been subdued yet. Brothers, let's stop sleeping and keep playing with him."

"All right, Dongzi." The prisoner who had been lying comfortably watching the battle turned over and finally said: "Let him go first. He is about to appear in court tomorrow. Going to court, if this is stabbed out, you think that the discipline will not cause us trouble. I will be long in Japan, what will I do this night?"

Dong Zi was shocked: "Brother, he will be sentenced tomorrow. Isn't he murdering? That is a severe sentence. He will definitely not be in our cell by that time. How can we still have a chance and shouldn't take advantage of this night? "

The head of the cell sneered and turned over again: "It's easy enough for you to think, don't you know the origin of this guy? At least you know that he is a rich man, he must be the super rich kind? This After a few years of sitting in jail, you still don’t know the routines? But for those who are rich, how many of them end up with a capital offense? He did not kill people when he murdered. When the time comes, he will kill people intentionally or intentionally hurt people. I told your mother that someone like him, if he has money in his family and smashes hard, even if he kills, as long as he doesn’t die, he won’t be sentenced to death. But even if the same is sentenced to ten or twenty years, don’t forget. Prisons are different. I guess that whatever his family said would have to be changed to intentional harm, then it will not be his turn to go to prison, and he is still here. Slowly toss him.

After the cell boss said this, he suddenly slapped his horse: "Brother, you still know how to do it."

Dongzi also beamed his eyebrows: "Brother, you are really too. I only said until now that I'm so tired this night." Then he greeted the two prisoners next to him: "You two watch, don't let him fall asleep. Can't govern him, nor can he make him too happy."

Zheng Mingjie is already like falling into an ice cave, and he hears every word of the prison boss's words. This kind of life was a torment for him every minute, and he couldn't survive long ago. Previously, the lawyer also told him that he was asked to find a way to get rid of the crime, and firmly refused to admit that it was a murder. But how does the lawyer know what kind of life he is living here?

Zheng Mingjie closed his eyes in pain, two lines of tears flowed down. The prisoner next to him was immediately kicked up: "Don't pretend to be dead! I told you not to let you sleep, and open your eyes!"

If intentional injury is the same as serving time, how can he live here? Zheng Mingjie was desperate.