Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

"Okay, get out of the car."

On the afternoon when Han Sen entered the prison, another Italian Chinese man was sent in.

This man's name is Shen Qingyang.

Under the escort of the jailer, Shen Qingyang got out of the car with his belongings, and then entered the gate of the prison.

He was a new transfer from another prison in Italy that did not give an official explanation when he was transferred.

But the private reason was that when someone in that prison tried to kill him, and he was about to succeed, Shen Qingyang was lucky, probably before his death date, and he was lucky enough to escape through many plots.

In order to save his own life, he immediately made a formal application to the warden, asking for a change of prison.

After getting off the car, Shen Qingyang followed the guards of the Roman prison with his belongings and walked towards Area C where the Chinese were located.

Different from Han Sen's handsome oriental appearance, Shen Qingyang is a typical handsome guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks very mature and stable.

But his expression was unusually indifferent, his head was slightly lowered wherever he went, as if he was afraid of being seen.

Following the jailer from the first second he entered the door, he carefully looked at the surrounding environment, a bit like a cautious hunter or a careful prey.

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"Is he Shen Qingyang?"

In an event room in Area B, a group of Italian men gathered together.

One of them, Xia Zuo, a handsome man with curly black hair, stood at the door of the activity room, looking straight at Shen Qingyang who had just passed by here.

"Yes."

The muscular Michael standing beside him nodded, looking straight at Shen Qingyang with his blue eyes, with an undisguised sarcasm in those eyes.

Besides Xia Zuo and Michael, there were three other men in the activity room, and Matthew and Joe were sitting on the floor playing Texas Hold'em.

There is a large table in the middle of the activity room.

The table was covered with goodies—salami, baguettes, fried chicken, caffeinated drinks, and a couple of premium cigarettes.

Different from other activity rooms, this activity room is specially set up for the few of them. There are special refrigerators, TVs, VCDs and water dispensers in it.

Matthew and Qiao heard the conversation between Xia Zuo and Michael just now, and they all turned their heads to look at Shen Qingyang's back in unison.

Compared to other people who were chatting or entertaining, there was only one man sitting there quietly, looking down at a morning newspaper that he hadn't finished reading in his hand, from beginning to end, without saying a word, without raising his head .

The four men Xia Zuo, Matthew, Joe and Michael all looked at him one after another, as if they were waiting for him to make a statement. He was the boss of these people.

Xia Zuo twisted his waist and walked over, stood silently behind the man, put his hands on the man's shoulders, and said softly: "Boss, did Shen Qingyang go to jail because of Qiu Ye's case?"

The man nodded, put down the newspaper in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Yes."

"Then what should we do?"

Xia Zuo's behavior is a bit bitch, because he is a homosexual through and through, and he is the queen's bed partner of the man in front of him. Everyone is not surprised when he sees him making intimate gestures with the boss, because everyone is used to it. ——Everyone knows that in Xia Zuo's eyes, this man is his god and everything to him.

The man stretched out his hand and swung Xia Zuo's hand away from his body, without raising his head, he said, "From now on, he is already a dead man."

Then, the man put down the morning newspaper in his hand, picked up a piece of bread, tore it up, took a bite, and drank another cup of coffee. After a while, he said to Xia Zuo expressionlessly, "Go and call Loni."

"Okay, boss."

Xia Zuo smiled lightly, as if very pleased with himself, Xia Zuo was a very thorough slut at heart, he really liked the way this man gave orders to him.

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Loni is the biggest jailer in this prison, responsible for helping the warden manage the prison in a unified manner, and his power is only under the warden.

However, Loni knew very well that the man named Nietzsche Lutheran in front of him was the one who really controlled the entire prison.

This man has short crimson hair, deep emerald green eyes, whiter skin than snow, and a slender figure.

Under the strong visual impact contrast of hair color and eye color, Nietzsche's appearance is really amazingly beautiful.

However, Loni knew that this handsome man controlled almost the entire prison, and his local power in Rome was also amazingly powerful—everyone in the prison knew that he was the biggest leader of the local mafia.

Nietzsche was not only a thug, he was also an outright torturer in private, with extremely cruel methods of killing, abusing lynching, and using everything to the extreme. Even in the underworld, he was notorious for being too cruel and full of evil.

When encountering any problems, as long as the other party hears his name, they usually run away upon hearing the news.

The reason why he was in jail was that a year ago, he led several of his subordinates to massacre and kill the policemen of a police station in Italy in an extremely cruel way, almost like an execution.

It is said that when several experienced forensic doctors went in, they all vomited out within a minute, which shows the bloody and horrible scene of torture and killing.

The whole incident shocked the whole of Italy at the time, but after the limelight passed, with his strong underworld background, he still only needs to spend a few years in prison for a symbolic period, and then he can continue to be released from prison, dealing drugs, killing people, committing crimes, turning clouds and rain, and serving Disastrous.

Moreover, within less than half a year after entering the Roman prison, he had his outside men manage the warden and jailer, as well as several senior judges, and took control of the Roman prison at an astonishing speed.

Here, all the jailers bowed to him, and he himself covered the sky with his hands, spending his prison life like a vacation.

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"Boss, Loni is here."

Xia Zuo was Nietzsche's queen bed companion. Although his behavior was a bit motherly, he was also a typical example of a person who should not be seen by his appearance. When he was lynching, he was like a vicious devil.

He came to Nietzsche's side with a smile, wishing he could stick to Nietzsche's body all day long.

He is not only Nietzsche's current bed partner, but also one of his right-hand men.

Nietzsche doesn't need a good-for-nothing sissy to be his bed partner. Over the years, he has chosen a bed partner like Xia Zuo—coquettish, beautiful and obedient on the outside, vicious and vicious in private, clean and efficient in doing things.

It is not only a powerful assistant, but also can be used to fuck on the bed, it is simply killing two birds with one stone.

Loni walked tremblingly to the activity room where Nietzsche was, and seeing Nietzsche's slender white fingers holding a white cigarette without a trademark, Xia Zuo hurriedly bent down to light the cigarette for Nietzsche with a smile on his face.

Loni was also obedient to Nietzsche, and never dared to disobey his orders in private, because the last disobedient jailer had been opened by Xia Zuo with a blade, drained the blood, and died innocently.

Nietzsche took a deep drag on his cigarette, then looked at him blankly,

"Sit down, Mr. Loney."

"Please don't do this, Mr. Nietzsche, just call me Loni."

Loni hurriedly waved his hand nervously and said.

Nietzsche still looked at him with a blank expression on his face. When Loni was almost trembling, Nietzsche pulled his lips and smiled, "We are good buddies, don't be so nervous, Loni."

Before Loni could speak, Nietzsche asked him directly:

"Which cell did the Chinese who came just now live in?"

Loni said without hesitation, "Cell No. C[-]."

Nietzsche nodded, turned his head and looked out the window expressionlessly, then reached out and pressed out the cigarette he was only taking a puff from, and didn't intend to ask any more, but waved his hand and said, "Please, Loni , if there is any problem below, I will naturally come to you."

Nietzsche reached out and patted Loni's face,

"The remuneration will naturally not be small."

Loni smiled, knowing that he should leave, he stood up quickly, nodded with a smile on his face, then turned and walked out.

When he went out, Loni found that his head was covered with thin sweat.

Every time Nietzsche called him to speak, Loni was so nervous that he couldn't control himself.

That unusually beautiful man did too many evils, and his whole body exuded a sinister aura. Even when he smiled at him, the smile couldn't reach his eyes, but instead deepened the murderous aura.

That pretty face was actually put on with a fake mask, right?