Chapter 521: Devil in prison

Chapter 521 The Demon in Prison
When Huang Yibo was abducted, his wallet was all in his schoolbag, and the schoolbag was lost to Wan'er's house, so there was no dime on his body, only a public car rental card.
So I bought a green bicycle and stepped back.
I also do n’t know which airport car rental agency is set up by a lack of government unit. This airport is 30 kilometers away from the urban area. There are also uphill and downhill roads. It ’s not an athlete.
Not to mention Huang Yibo or two people?
Fortunately, Linhai City is no longer the sun, the moon is clear, the sea breeze is blowing, it is very comfortable, and it is not hot at all. Waner, who was lying on the front of the car, was almost asleep, and Huang Yiboden was also more relaxed.
"Why don't the young master give you something you don't want?" Waner suddenly asked without any sign.
"Ah? I didn't do anything. The gift was not very good." Huang Yibo lied, apparently he didn't like to be with his rivals.
"What didn't do? The two days he ate and drank Lazarus, you waited, and the hospital caregiver also asked for money? What's the embarrassment of accepting him?" Waner was furious.
"Yuaner, do you like him?" Huang Yibo asked nervously.
"Like, have you ever seen such a stubborn person? That power is just a humanoid monster. I guess even a brother may not beat him!" Waner's like is discussed from the obsession with the strong .
"Yes, Master Feng Quan is really terrific. He can continue to fight with such a serious injury. He has also become the head of the family. He has a generous shot and is so handsome. Compared to him, I really have everything ??" Before Huang Yibo's self-pity and sorrow were finished, Wan'er suddenly had a brain crash on his wide forehead. "Oh!" Wan'er's hands worked hard, causing Huang Yibo to bleed. Imprint.
"Are you an inferiority star? What's the point of inferiority here? What's so good about Master Shit? Can he pass the exam and get me a copy? Can he step on the car every day and never send me to school? Can he come on call, whether it ’s for me to buy food or to send my aunt ’s towel? Can he be afraid to urinate, and will not leave him with me? Wangcai, you can be in front of people all over the world To say that you are a miser, but only by my side, you must straighten your waist and say that you are strong, because in my opinion, you are very strong. "Waner educated in a serious way.
"Am I really that good?" Huang Yibo was flushed by Wan'er.
"Don't give me pride and complacency, you still have a lot of things to improve. Follow me well and I will tune-teach you." Waner lay on the car head again after the wind, and the wind blew her shawl. Curly hair, the unique sakura body fragrance in the air, radiates freely regardless of the four seasons.
Yeah, he may be the only boy in the world who can follow Waner and experience the unique body fragrance. How lucky he is to be favored by the gods. No matter how long past, no matter which man Wan Waner was by, as long as she needs herself, as long as she is willing to sit in her car, she is the luckiest boy in the world. What else can she lose?
Ignorant puberty love, continue shyly ??
On this night, Waner slept soundly, even if the long-term victory over newly married Shen Ming and Xiao Yi was another 300 rounds. The sound insulation of the new home also ensured the quality of sleep, but only in the first prison in a remote suburb of Linhai City. In China, there was such a group of prisoners that they couldn't sleep.
In an expanded cell that is half the size of a basketball court, it is time to sleep. There are no more than 20 beds with high and low beds. All prisoners in prison uniforms are concentrated together. Some of them have In his hand he held a sharpened spike with a toothbrush, and some held a small knife made of long screws. Various weapons showed the full imagination of a combative animal like human.
Looking at their fierce looks, none of them felt like they were wrong. The lowest one was a robbery wounder sentenced to 15 years. Take off their clothes, the smoothest guys have at least two belt fishes on their bodies, for fear that others may not know that they are bad people.
This group of guys who can be immediately turned into criminal gangs when they are thrown into the countryside, but one by one, nervously follow the guillotine. Some people are sweaty in their hands, and they have even been obviously scared.
And their opponents did not have three heads and six arms, nor were they humanoid monsters like Shen Ming. They did not even know any fighting skills. He was a middle-aged man who looked extremely sven and was sitting alone on the bunk of a high-bed in the corner He is the favorite of the guys with fine skin and tender meat, let alone tattoos, not even a scar can be found.
Not just like a criminal, but also a hobby of learning, even when there is a pair of food to eat around him, he is still holding a foreign economics book in his hands, watching books in English, many professional vocabulary without the aid of tools Books, even university professors, do n’t understand them, but he can read them as comfortably as novels.
"Hua Ziqiang! Do you have to die today! Whatever you say, what method! Today, we must do it for you brother!" A big man who was obviously a prison fighter walked in front of a person, holding a wood in his hand. The slippers were converted into nail boards and used as weapons, yelling at the man in the corner.
"People are dead, or lighter than Hongmao, or lighter than Hongmao. The important things are repeated three times." Hua Ziqiang did not look at the prison prince, and said as he turned the book. I have n’t been mixing rivers and lakes for a long time, but I also know that I owe money to pay off my debts.
There are many people who want to play cards with me in the past few years. I owe a lot of money to the guys who owe me money. If you lose money like this, you will find a group of people who made creditors. I really do n’t see it. many.
But it's only seven million. When I go out, you can find your wife to accompany me to sleep for hundreds of times and you can pay the debt. Why use a knife and a gun? "Hua Ziqiang laughed extraordinarily.
"Well! Hua Ziqiang who killed a thousand knives, who owes you seven million! Obviously you only lost 100,000 at the beginning of the card game!" The prison fighter was truthful, but after owing money, he misunderstood Hua Ziqiang's rhetoric was added to a crowdfunding project, a leveraged investment model with the theme of improving the prison environment. Somehow, the debt is like a snowball. In just 3 months, including interest, etc. Ziba Ba owed Hua Ziqiang 7 million.
The most thing is that for every penny inside, Hua Ziqiang can give him a clear calculation. The prison prince even showed the bill to a professional accountant friend outside. Except for the pit daddy of the project itself, there is a bit of false elements. nothing.
All kinds of documents with legal effects are kept in his hands. Once released from prison, these are commercial contracts that can be honored. By that time, even in the second half of his life, the prison prince would confess to Hua Ziqiang and eat bran pupae until he died.
In this case, there is no minority in Linhai City's first prison. More than 80% of the prisoners are his debt slaves. Everyone has lived a life of forcing Huazi as an emperor, and has been oppressed.
The best thing is his, the easiest job is his, even the most airy squatting position is his. Even the most peculiar inmate is his ...
Others are in jail, this guy is just sitting in the palace, except that he can't go out, where his freedom is comparable to the warden.
Wherever there is so-called oppression, there is resistance. Since Hua Ziqiang has become the common enemy of everyone, the scene tonight is normal.
"So, Mr. Jieba, before you start, do you know what you really want?" Finally, when the big guy was only 5 meters away from himself, Hua Ziqiang put down the book in his hand and asked softly.
"Crap, of course I did you! Write off that scumbag debt!" The jailer said the voice of everyone.
"Then, in fact, your purpose is two, one is to kill me, and the other is to cancel the debt. If it is only the former, so many of you will be hugged and I am settled. Very good. But the second demand will not be because of me. Any change is dead because the debts are drafted through white and black contracts. If you pay careful attention, the first party of these contracts is not me, but an investment company, and the legal representative of that company is not me.
Even if I die, the debt will not disappear, and I quietly tell you that the chief warden of that company has many senior law enforcement officials involved. I am just a plan controller.
With me, I can also implement a variety of relief policies to help everyone get out of trouble and even get benefits.
For example, the introducer gambled with me, and even those who successfully signed a contract with me can get debt relief. Even the earliest executives have become shareholders of the plan and can get a certain share of dividends every year. Every word of Hua Ziqiang talked about everyone's heart, as if it was full of magic, which made people unable to break free.
"Let me describe to you what happens after I die? The investment company declares bankruptcy and all debt is resold to dozens or even hundreds of companies. The common debt of everyone will lose the relief mechanism, as many as tens of millions, as few as a few One hundred thousand debts will accompany you for a lifetime, immortal. You are fine in jail, but your family will be recovered daily by a professional debt collection company. Everyone should know the means of those people. Kidneys, old parents up to 80 years old, children down to a few years old, all live in the world of purgatory because of your impulse.
You are already sinners, you have accepted the sanctions of the law, but you still have to cause secondary harm to your family. Are you really such an asshole? "Hua Ziqiang felt compassion for humanity.
"No! I don't! I don't want my mother to be forced to be a daughter-in-law, she is 60 years old! Really will die!" A prisoner lost his toothbrush and cried.
Someone took the lead, and the other prisoners looked at each other and couldn't help but lose their weapons.
"Hey! Don't be fooled by him! He is a fool! He is the source of the nightmare. Kill him, our nightmares can be over!" The prisoner turned back to persuade, and is still making final efforts, but To no avail, the overall situation has been firmly grasped by Hua Ziqiang.