Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

Hong Jian turned his head quickly, and suddenly saw Nietzsche.Lutheran was still sitting on the bench by the playground, so he hurried forward, stood between the two groups of people and began to persuade them to fight.

The leader of the Muslims also saw Nietzsche just like Hong Jian.Lutheran took a look at Hong Jian, and hurried up to persuade him to fight.

The two stood between the people on both sides, trying to separate the two groups.

Everyone knows, Nietzsche.What Lutheran disliked the most was a group of people arguing or fighting in front of him.

Therefore, before Xia Zuo and the others were released from prison, when the group of Italians followed Nietzsche Lutheran, they all stood obediently behind Nietzsche, smoking silently, instead of fighting Noisy, provocative and troublesome.

"Stop fucking making noises, didn't you see Nietzsche Lutheran there?!"

Hong Jian hurriedly pushed those quarreling people away. In fact, everyone felt that the quarrel was inexplicable, so it was about to be calmed down soon. The sound of the quarrel gradually became quieter, and no one pushed Shoving, but still chaotic, no order.

On the contrary, there is a man among the Chinese people who has been making a lot of noise—in fact, this man is the man Han Sen asked Feng Bai to send.

It was only then that Hong Jian realized that this man didn't seem to belong to him, but he was so confused that he didn't have time to think about it, he just wanted to persuade the fight quickly and let it all end quickly.

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"Who is the leader of that group of Chinese people?"

Nietzsche looked at the person who was arguing coldly, and asked Han Sen in a low voice, looking very unhappy.

Han Sen pointed to Hong Jian who was wearing a black hair band,

"The man with the black headband is their leader. His name is Hong Jian, and everyone calls him Ricky. The few troubles on the playground were when he was around."

Nietzsche nodded and looked straight at Hong Jian with a cold expression.

Nietzsche still remembered that when Han Sen came here for the first year, Hong Jian was the one who caused trouble on the playground, and Han Sen told him that.

Hong Jian seemed to realize that Nietzsche was looking at him, and he was taken aback for a moment. When he turned his head, he met Nietzsche's sinister gaze.

Nietzsche.Lutheran, the mafia lord who turned his hands into clouds and rain in Rome and even Italy, was born as a serious underworld prince, with red hair and green eyes, fair skin and snowy skin, extremely beautiful in appearance, but ruthless and merciless. Extremely.

Hong Jian was still quite afraid of this powerful man in his bones.

Only Hong Jian knew that that feeling was not fear, but a sense of fear from the heart.

In Hong Jian's impression, Nietzsche didn't seem to have much to say, and it was rare to see him smiling, but the cold and murderous aura all over his body was really frightening and made Hong Jian's heart tremble.

He also knew in his heart that such a man was not comparable to a rich second generation like himself who had been held in his hands since childhood.

And the powerful and oppressive aura in his body is not acquired or pretended, but innate.

Even if Hong Jian offended the warden, he didn't want to offend Nietzsche.A man like Lutheran.

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"Mr. Nietzsche, I'll go and see now."

Han Sen whispered respectfully, seeing Nietzsche nodded silently, since Nietzsche had no objection, Han Sen stood up and walked straight towards the group of noisy people.

Hong Jian watched Han Sen come over, and stood there looking at Han Sen, and the group of people who were making a fuss became quiet.

Everyone knows that Han Sen is Nietzsche.A man from Lutheran, he has been with Nietzsche for several years.

Han Sen looked at them straight, and said in a deep voice:

"Didn't you see Mr. Nietzsche here? I hope everyone can coexist peacefully, be quiet and don't make trouble. Mr. Nietzsche doesn't want to see everyone making trouble here either."

Nietzsche really didn't like people making trouble under his nose.

In Nietzsche's worldview, those who do not obey the rules should be punished.

Rules are rules and cannot be broken.

Nietzsche stared straight at Han Sen who was standing in the crowd and wearing a black coat.

"Okay, now everyone must continue to play basketball, or break up, okay, don't all gather here to make trouble."

Han Sen looked at the two parties, as if he was asking for their opinions, but he was actually conveying Nietzsche.Lutheran means.

The leader of the Muslim group nodded sensibly, looked at Han Sen and said:

"Mr. Han Sen, please apologize to me for Mr. Nietzsche Lutheran. We were not the ones who made trouble in the first place, and we didn't want to be like this. We always maintain [-]% respect for him."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and bowed respectfully in Nietzsche's direction, and then led everyone down wisely.

"what about you?"

Han Sen turned to look at Hong Jian.

Hong Jian looked at Han Sen, nodded and said:

"I'm sorry, we're leaving now. Please, Mr. Han, pay my respects to Mr. Nietzsche Lutheran on my behalf."

Han Sen looked at Hong Jian expressionlessly, then nodded, then silently glanced at the man standing behind Hong Jian.

After receiving Han Sen's gaze, the man rushed out, stood in front of Hong Jian, pointed at Han Sen's nose, and said fiercely, "Damn! Brother Jian, why are you asking Nietzsche Lu A thug from the mafia like Delan said sorry, why does the Lutheran family control this place!

You are the boss here!A few years ago, we were individuals, and three of us were with the Lutheran family!But that's been four years!

Now how many of us are from the Lutheran family? !Brother Jian, you are the boss here!The Lutheran family is nothing! !

Those white devils have always looked down on us, so why should we listen to them? !Why are you submissive to them? !

And you, Han Sen, you better get the hell out of here!Get the fuck out of me!Roll as far as you can! "

The man's voice was very loud, and I don't know if it was intentional. It was a heart-piercing shout. With such a big playground, Han Sen believed that everyone heard it, including the long man sitting over there. Nietzsche in the chair.

A few years have passed, and many people have left from Area C (the Chinese area). Nietzsche has never had any intention of recruiting troops, and there are indeed not many people from Nietzsche. This is a fact.

The main reason is that Nietzsche himself disdains to do this, because it is unnecessary.

Han Sen gave Hong Jian a cold look, without saying a word, his expression was very sinister.

When the man said these words, Hong Jian was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. When he turned his head again, he suddenly found that the man standing beside him just now had disappeared!

"Mr. Han, that man didn't follow me just now. I don't know him. He's not mine. I swear."

Hong Jian's handsome face turned pale with fright. If he really raised his hand to swear to Han Sen, Han Sen almost fell to his knees.

Han Sen turned his head, and Hong Jian also turned his head, and found that Nietzsche glanced at him blankly, then got up and walked towards the prison building.

"Mr. Han..."

Hong Jian suddenly felt inexplicable. The group of people behind him also looked at Han Sen with a look of bewilderment. It would be too easy for Nietzsche to punish them forever.

Han Sen narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Hong Jian, pulled his thin lips, and said coldly: "Mr. Hong, you should do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, Han Sen turned around, took steps, and walked straight in the direction of Nietzsche.

"Who was it just now?!"

Hong Jian turned his head abruptly, yelled angrily at the group of people behind him, and looked at the people behind him with annoyed expression.

Angry Nietzsche, this is not something that can be easily resolved, the previous lessons are vivid.

Once Nietzsche gets angry, he won't make it easy for them.

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Feng Bai, who was dressed in black and was standing in the corner with a peaked cap, leaned against the wall, seeing Hong Jian's fury and jumping, he smiled happily, and then stretched out his hand to point at Han Sen's nose and scold him. The man said: "Good job ~ brother, this is your reward, next, do me a favor."

Feng Bai stuffed the money to the man, then looked at the man, put his face close to the man's ear, lowered his voice, and said something.