Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

After Han Sen accompanied Nietzsche to finish breakfast, he accompanied Nietzsche to the bench on the playground and sat down. Nietzsche looked straight at the crowd on the playground. There was a group of black people dancing street dance, and everyone gathered around to watch. Han Sen saw that Hong Jian and Feng Bai were standing on the sidelines watching, while keeping time.

"Mr. Nietzsche~"

The muscular man came over and looked at Nietzsche with a smile. Nietzsche glanced at him coldly, and then said in a deep voice, "Go away."

The muscular man didn't expect to be deflated, so he obediently stood behind Nietzsche.

The muscular man is obsessed with Nietzsche.Lutheran, but he will never understand why this man, who can have sex with you crazily one day, acts as if he doesn't know you at all the next day, and even shows obvious disgust in his eyes.

Han Sen glanced at the man coldly, then whispered to Nietzsche:

"Mr. Nietzsche, I want to go to the bathroom."

Nietzsche didn't turn his face, just nodded silently.

Han Sen stood up slowly, and then walked towards the prison bathroom.

Standing in the crowd with a cigarette in his mouth, Feng Bai saw Han Sen walking towards the prison building, so he looked straight at Han Sen, his eyes fixed on Han Sen's face.

Han Sen turned his face to the side, looked at Feng Bai, and tilted his chin, signaling that he would follow him now.

Feng Bai turned his head and looked at Nietzsche.Lutheran, he sat there upright, didn't seem to notice the situation here.

Feng Bai threw away the cigarette in his hand, and quickly walked towards Han Sen.

Han Sen walked quickly towards the bathroom, and stopped in a deserted corridor next to the bathroom.

Han Sen's face changed slightly, and he held on to the wall beside him with one hand. Sweat burst out of his body. Han Sen took a deep breath, and quickly spread a thin layer on his forehead and back. thin sweat.

Before Nietzsche.When he was in Lutheran's room, he could feel Nietzsche's murderous aura. At that moment, Han Sen was sure that Nietzsche.Lutheran really wanted to kill himself!

But Han Sen tried his best to control his emotions, and didn't let Nietzsche see his strangeness.

The third time, when he shot himself in the head with that old-fashioned pistol, Nietzsche's eyes were full of murderous intent at that moment. Han Sen had imagined countless ways to escape, but he didn't expect At the moment of shooting, Nietzsche took the initiative to shoot the gun in his hand.

Han Sen touched the bruises on his face from the high-speed bullets. Han Sen was terrified because he escaped from the ghost gate.

No matter how calm and composed a man is, after he wandered through life and death, he would lose his composure more or less. Han Sen endured it until now before he began to break out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, he clearly knew that he was a human being, a man of flesh and blood, not a machine, as long as he didn't fight back for a day, his life would still be in Nietzsche's hands.In that perverted hand of Lutheran.

In any case, Han Sen knew Nietzsche at the moment.Lutheran definitely really wanted to kill himself. As for why he didn't do it in the end, Han Sen had no time to take care of it.

Moreover, there must be tricks in this negotiation.

There are so many people in the Lutheran family, and there are many capable people, and what happened to Akino has troubled Nietzsche for many years, and Nietzsche is such a proud man, now he can take the initiative to solve the problem with Akino. It is impossible to let Han Sen, a Chinese, do this, unless Nietzsche doesn't really do it at all.

Han Sen quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed Shen Zui's number.

When Feng Bai entered the door, he saw Han Sen standing in a gloomy corridor, holding a mobile phone and calling Shen Zui. The man's forehead was glistening with thin sweat.

"... That's right, Nietzsche Lutheran wanted to kill me. He must know something. You should investigate as soon as possible. Yes, it must be right to do what I just said. Someone may be investigating you recently. Pay attention to yourself, okay, that's it, I'll hang up."

After speaking, Han Sen quickly hung up the phone.

Feng Bai was stunned when he heard what Han Sen said, and he didn't say anything for a long time. If Nietzsche really wanted to kill Han Sen in the hall, it would be a breeze.

"Han Sen, what's going on? Did Nietzsche Lutheran know?"

Feng Bai looked straight at Han Sen.

Han Sen nodded, "I'm afraid so, well, come here now, let me tell you something."

Feng Bai quickly leaned over, and Han Sen dragged Feng Bai to stand inside.Looking around, he said in a deep voice: "On Saturday, that is, three days later, I will be released on parole. Nietzsche Lutheran meant that I should go to negotiate with Akino. I guess he wanted to take this opportunity to get me out. Get rid of them, and they will be besieged when they are intoxicated.

But the prison is still relatively safe. Nietzsche will not make any big moves. Now he must serve his sentence honestly and dare not openly launch a large-scale riot in the prison. At three o'clock tonight, you come to my place Come on, I'll show you how to do it. "

"Okay, I know!"

Feng Bai nodded sharply.

Han Sen gave a low hum, reached out and patted Feng Bai's shoulder, then passed him by, and walked out quickly.

Feng Bai turned his head, feeling that this matter is indeed of great importance.

Han Sen's slender and tall figure had already walked out, walked out of the corridor, walked to Nietzsche's side on the playground, and sat down.

Han Sen had been behind Nietzsche's back for everything before.Lutheran was doing it secretly. Nietzsche really didn't expect Han Sen to develop to such a point, because Nietzsche thought that Han Sen was just doing small business in prison, but he didn't expect that he would pose a threat to himself now, so, Han Sen It can be felt that Nietzsche intends to completely eliminate his power this time.

Nietzsche.Lutheran's family has been a powerful family in the Italian underworld for many years, and Nietzsche himself has been through the storm, ruthless and evil.

Even if Han Sen is [-]% calm and introverted, it doesn't mean that he is not under pressure at the moment.

A man who can control his emotions is powerful, but a man without pressure will die horribly.

——especially when he met Nietzsche.Against an opponent like Lutheran, if there is no pressure and vigilance, it is like waiting to die.

Nietzsche has never been an easy person to deal with, and not everyone has the guts to challenge the Lutheran family. At this point, Han Sen has entered a dead end.

Han Sen can only fight with his back to the wall now, and it will be under Nietzsche's unexpected circumstances. , Give him a fatal blow!

Winner and loser, if his conjectures are true, then Han Sen can only use his tricks. Han Sen, Shen Zui and Feng Bai are very clear at this moment, victory or defeat depends on one action!

If you win,.From then on,.Han Sen was no longer worried about anyone's threats, and he didn't need to bow his head before Nietzsche's forces.

If he loses, Nietzsche will not hesitate to eradicate and uproot the power that Han Sen has cultivated for many years. Nietzsche will definitely torture Han Sen in every possible way.

However, Han Sen is very fortunate that Nietzsche is trapped in prison at the moment. He is a big drug lord who has been doing crimes in Italy for many years. The procuratorate, the police station and the authorities are all eyes on him.

Even if Nietzsche still dared to commit crimes, he would never initiate anything openly to attract the attention of the authorities. He had to control all aspects of the situation and proceed in a low-key manner, so as not to be caught by the authorities who had been eyeing him.

Therefore, Han Sen can be sure that even if something happens this time, Nietzsche will be beyond his reach in prison. As long as he finds a way to trap him, Nietzsche will not be able to get in touch with the outside world. The dragon in the deep pool cannot fly out to the sky.

Feng Bai lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. While puffing, he leaned on the railing and looked straight at Han Sen who was sitting on the playground.

The white sunshine of Roman summer fell on Han Sen's handsome face, and those dark eyes became more restrained.

Nietzsche turned his head and said something to Han Sen. Han Sen lowered his head and listened with a respectful expression. It seemed that the man standing in the corridor with thin sweat was not him.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Han Sen is the loyal subordinate and servant who has been with Nietzsche all year round.