The cell was completely airtight, and everything was enclosed in this small square world.
There was a window at the end of the corridor, but it was nailed to death by an iron fence.
The cold wind entered the night and blew a light in the middle of the corridor, shaking.
The light bulb was covered with a layer of gray, and the light was extremely dim.
The next morning, the jailer came, and he stuffed breakfast into every cell.
At eight o'clock in the morning, there will be a time for wind.
The cells here are narrow and airtight, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
If these prisoners stay in such an environment for a long time, their mood will become more and more depressed.
They are wicked and wicked people, and if the prison is only blindly put under heavy pressure, the result will be counterproductive.
Most of the people detained here are not afraid of life and death. No one dares to bear the consequences of pushing them urgently.
There was a precedent for criminal riots in Hanyang Prison. In order to punish them, the prison kept them detained for more than ten days.
Unexpectedly, many criminals joined forces to suppress the jailer, and the scene fell into chaos for a while.
In the end, even the warden did not dare to report the death toll, but gave a rough estimate.
In order to prevent this from happening again, the warden gave orders to the people below.
Every day at 8 o'clock in the morning, all criminals must be released from the cell and go to the open space outside.
No matter what happened, no one was allowed to stay in the cell.
The time is almost up.
There was a bed in the cell, and Lu Huai sat there with his back straight.
His gaze is always fixed at his feet, and he seems to be indifferent to everything around him.
It's like the most common criminal.
Lu Huai was waiting for the release at eight o'clock.
At this time, a jailer walked in with a stick, with the gun pinned to his waist.
He came to the end of the corridor, stopped and stood still.
The jailer was a tall, sturdy man with a fierce face and a great deterrent.
In the face of these desperadoes, one must choose a jailer who can also give them a sense of oppression.
Although the prison did this, it was of no use.
The jailer took the stick and knocked on the wall a few times. His voice is loud and loud.
"Break time."
All criminals know that at this point in time, they will be released from the cell, and it has become a common practice to let them go.
The doors of the cells opened one by one, and the prisoners came out one after another.
Lu Huai mixed in and walked out with the crowd.
Although the air time is indispensable, but during this time, it often causes commotion.
Therefore, the prison sent many jailers to guard around these prisoners.
Everyone is equipped with a gun, and if the prisoner tries to attack the jailer, they can be killed at any time.
But under normal circumstances, the jailer will turn a blind eye to the prisoner's behavior.
As long as the prisoners do not take their lives, the jailers will not intervene in their affairs.
The open space for the wind is not small, it is a small square courtyard.
However, there is a power grid surrounding the open space, standing high, and as long as the prisoners want to escape, they will be blocked by the power grid.
There are also four turrets near the prison, which are located in four directions: southeast, northwest.
Looking down from above, we can see the whole situation of the prison.
The guards with guns there monitor day and night, as long as the prisoner changes slightly, he will shoot down from the turret, regardless of life or death.
From the perspective of others, Lu Huai's expression was suppressed, as if he only wanted to spend his days here quietly.
Lu Huai inadvertently scanned the entire open space, seeing everyone's behavior in his eyes.
He was looking for someone, one of the chiefs of the dark pavilion, pavilion Wei.
Pavilion Master Wei has been washing his hands in the golden basin for many years and no longer intervenes in the affairs of the rivers and lakes.
It is said that pavilion master Wei devoted himself to the Buddha after quitting the dark pavilion.
Although he killed all bad people, he still had a lot of lives on his hands.
Pavilion Master Wei thinks that he has committed too many sins, and he did so to atone for what he had done before.
It is not difficult for Lu Huai to find him.
Lu Huai glanced over everyone and saw the figure of Pavilion Master Wei, who was in a corner.
Pavilion Master Wei seems to be incompatible with this prison, he is different from others.
He sat quietly in the corner, as if the surrounding noise did not exist, immersed in his own world.
Pavilion Master Wei looked calm and calm. He hadn't been involved in the world for a long time, and nothing worries him.
It stands to reason that in prison, people like Pavilion Master Wei are best bullied, but no one dared to approach him.
Because everyone knows his identity, even though he looks like this, he is actually the most skilled here.
Lu Huai narrowed his eyes slightly, and the person he was looking for was right in front of him, but he would not approach Pavilion Master Wei at this time.
However, after Lu Huai swept here, he didn't know who was Mo Qinghan's stand-in.
In the next second, Lu Huai turned his head slightly, and he heard the people behind him talking about him.
They are not far from Lu Huai. But he didn't lower his voice at all, and didn't conceal his emotions.
"That's new here, right?"
"I heard that he is great outside, but now it looks like he has nothing to do with it."
Someone sneered, "Which one can come in here is not good?"
"..."
All these comments fell into Lu Huai's ears, but he didn't even hear it.
Lu Huai always stared at the front, ignoring the people behind him.
Lu Huai knows very well that where there are people, there is struggle.
Therefore, the criminals here also form gangs, each with its own accomplices.
When the wind blows, those people will gather together and occupy their positions.
The group of people on the right of Lu Huai happened to be the most deterrent group in Hanyang Prison.
After entering the prison, everyone's identities outside become less important, and everyone speaks only by strength.
And this leader has strong leadership abilities, and quickly subdued a small group of subordinates.
That man's surname is Ming, and everyone calls him Ming Ye.
The people on Mingye's side have been looking at Lu Huai, obviously having bad intentions.
Lu Huai's gaze swept lightly, his jaw straightened, and a slight smile appeared at the corners of his lips.
Lu Huai waited for the man to make trouble for himself.
Because Lu Huai must ask Ming Ye to do something for him.
Ming Ye's subordinate Black Panther walked beside him and spoke respectfully: "Ming Ye."
Ming Ye raised his eyebrows: "What?"
Master Ming's gaze stayed on Lu Huai, his expression darkened slightly.
"This man just arrived in jail last night. I heard that he was acting weird. It took a lot of effort for the police to catch him."
Black Panther told Ming Ye everything he heard.
Ming Ye sneered: "Really?"
Master Ming paused and said meaningfully: "The newcomer doesn't understand the rules. Go over and let him know what the rules are here?"
The color of disdain is shown.
Black Panther immediately lowered his head to respond, called a few people, and walked towards Lu Huai.
Master Ming looked at Lu Huai coldly, and scanned him up and down for a long time. He didn't think that Lu Huai could stay here safe and sound.
Looking at him like this, he certainly doesn't know the rules here.
Ming Ye watched the Panthers and they walked towards Lu Huai. He sat quietly, ready to watch the next good show.
"It's estimated that this person is the same as the one last time, and he won't be able to pass the three tricks."
Ming Ye laughed, wanting to see Lu Huai's desolation.
It's a pity that Master Ming couldn't do what he wanted.
When the Panthers came over, Lu Huai had already noticed it.
Before entering Hanyang Prison, Lu Huai knew the rules here.
Newcomers who come here will be taught a lesson.
If he wins, he will soon become the "upper man" of this prison, because he only relies on his fists to speak here.
If you lose, you will end up miserably, because the skills are not as good as the others, so it should be the case.
The Panthers quickly walked to Lu Huai's side. The Panthers first started, and the others stood by.
Black Panther thinks that Lu Huai is not very capable, he can solve it alone.
The Panther punched first, and while Lu Huai was still facing him, punched him in the back of the head.
Lu Huai didn't move, as if he didn't even notice it.
When his fist was about to touch Lu Huai's body, he tilted his head to avoid the Black Panther's attack perfectly.
The black panther's fist was lost.
Black Panther thought it was a coincidence, how could someone know the actions of the person behind him without turning his head.
He attacked again, this time he squeezed his fist, and hit Lu Huai's temple with all his strength.
Two fists hit Lu Huai's head at the same time. If Lu Huai was hit, then his skull was likely to be shattered on the spot.
The fights in prison are different from the small fights outside, all of them will be ruthless.
Lu Huai moved his feet and turned to face the panther.
The black panther's fists collided, only a few inches away from Lu Huai, and the fist wind brushed Lu Huai's face.
Because Black Panther exerted all his strength, he suddenly felt painful with his fist drilling.
However, the Panthers quickly slowed down and greeted him immediately.
Lu Huai's eyes sank slightly, lowered his head, and looked straight at the panther. He was very calm.
He didn't feel that the panther's behavior would pose any threat to him.
Black Panther's heart tightened. When Lu Huai looked like this, he felt a heavy sense of oppression, and he almost knelt on the ground with his legs.
Lu Huai stood with his hands in his hands, his temperament was extremely cold, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Panther hesitated for a moment, but he gritted his teeth and hit it.
Lu Huai put one hand behind him, and the other hand raised and smashed into the black panther's shoulder.
It was clearly just a light blow, as if it didn't take much effort, but after the Black Panther was hit, he immediately knelt in front of Lu Huai.
Looking at it from the perspective of others, Lu Huai just raised his hand at will, but a tall person like the Panther actually fell down like this.
However, Panthers feel completely different from them.
When Lu Huai raised his hand to hit him, he also thought he could resist.
The action just fell lightly, but Black Panther felt that there was something heavy on his shoulders, and he couldn't get up.
The Panthers can't make any resistance at all.
Who is this person in front of you
Just now, when he came into contact with him directly, Black Panther found that he was more powerful than he had inquired, and he was really hidden.
Black Panther had a knife hidden in his body. He took it out of his cuff and drew it towards Lu Huai's ankle.
Lu Huai had already noticed that, raising his left foot, his toes hooked the knife in Panther's hand. The Panther's weapon was released instantly.
Lu Huai kicked it randomly, and the knife slid to the side.
Ming Ye originally wanted to watch a good show, but now frowned, he winked at the other men and asked them to come forward together.
The jailer next to him had already seen the situation here, but they would not take the initiative to take control before the deaths were caused.
Because a group of riotous criminals are very lethal, it is extremely easy to hurt them.
Compared to his own life, maintaining order in prison is not worth mentioning.
Lu Huai watched as a few people rushed towards him, his stern face remained unchanged, but he chuckled lightly.
After Lu Huai changed his face, his facial features were unremarkable, but a smile appeared unexpectedly.
But the next second, Lu Huai smiled, everyone thought that the scene just now was their own illusion.
The strength of those people is not small, and they were notoriously fierce before they were put in this prison.
The other people in the prison looked at him coldly, thinking that the newcomer should be more ill-fortuned.
Several people fisted at Lu Huai at the same time. Lu Huai just turned sideways and avoided all the attacks with a slight dodge.
Their fists didn't even touch Lu Huai's clothes, let alone their bodies.
They punched again and again, and attacked Lu Huai's vitals.
Under the eyes of everyone, if they join hands, they can't beat even one Lu Huai, it really loses their face.
Lu Huai didn't want to continue entangled with them, he attacked with both hands at the same time, hitting their weakness everywhere, and finally lowered his body and swept their feet.
In just a short while, everyone fell to the ground, unable to get up at all.
The person lying on the ground was in pain and screamed constantly, with a hideous face.
And Lu Huai stood among these people, with his backhand behind him, his slender body stood straight, without any expression on his face.
Although no drop of blood was seen at the scene, in their eyes, Lu Huai seemed like a murderous god, and people did not dare to approach it.
At this time, the scene was extremely quiet. The ridicule and laughter that had just sounded around ceased, and they all stepped back away from Lu Huai.
Ming Ye sat there, staring coldly.
He came over and said to Lu Huai, "You can join us in the future."
Lu Huai's complexion didn't show up, and he nodded.
His goal has been achieved.
What Lu Huai wanted was to enter the archives room, get the file of Mo Qinghan, and find out who entered Hanyang Prison at the same time as him.
Lu Huai knew very well that most people could not approach the archives room.
However, Ming Ye knows the people in the archives.
His subordinates will report to the jailer about what is in the prison and participate in the inclusion of the file.
Lu Huai could only enter the archives room with the permission of Ming Ye.
…
The night in Hanyang was extremely silent, and the moon was in the middle of the sky.
Ye Chu was lying on the bed, turning over and over, unable to fall asleep.
It has been a day since Lu Huai left here, and she was worried all day.
Last night, Lu Huai pretended to be the criminal and was sent to Hanyang Prison.
I don't know how he is now.
Ye Chu can only continue to live in this hotel, waiting for him to come back.
In order to avoid leaks, Lu Huai's people will hide their identities, unless it is the content of prison work, they will not come out easily.
Therefore, Ye Chu could not inquire, and no one would come to send news.
Ye Chu looked down at his pocket watch. It was one o'clock in the morning.
But she was still not drowsy, and she was very clear-headed.
On this day, even if Ye Chu closed his eyes and wanted to take a short rest, he was just having a nightmare.
Perhaps after expecting this kind of thing, Lu Huai had already prepared the dark guards with medicine to calm the nerves.
Ye Chu had a headache. She poured a glass of water and swallowed a sleeping pill.
After a while, sleepiness hits quickly, and after Ye Chu fell asleep, he dreamed again.
This time is no longer a nightmare, but a matter of the previous life.
…
Ye Chu had always been with Lu Huai, and she followed him to Xijing that day.
They checked into a hotel in Xijing.
Xijing is in Shaanxi, belongs to the northwest region, and is not within Lu Zongting's sphere of influence.
Perhaps someone knew the news of the Marshal's departure from Shanghai and chose to do it in a place far away from Shanghai.
At night, someone sneaked into this hotel quietly with the intention of attacking Lu Huai.
The guests were already asleep, and Xijing Hotel was silent.
Lu Huai and Ye Chu have not yet fallen asleep.
In the room, they heard gunshots ringing outside, suddenly breaking the silence.
The two looked at each other and quickly understood their situation.
Someone wants to disadvantage them. While Lu Huai's subordinates were in this hotel, the dark guard also appeared immediately.
At that time, Ye Chu didn't learn from Lu Huai for long, her skill was not good enough, and her marksmanship was not accurate enough.
Lu Huai knew that the group of people came for him.
The gunshots sounded one after another, and the people seemed to have gone outside the room.
The danger was already approaching, and Lu Huai quickly thought about it.
His men and the group of people are outside the room, and they all have guns. Xijing Hotel was heavily guarded, and Ye Chu could not escape.
If she hides for now, she can barely delay for some time.
Lu Huai glanced briefly, he let Ye Chu hide in the closet
"wait for me here."
He put the pocket watch into Ye Chu's hand, his eyes firm.
"At most one hour."
She nodded.
As soon as the voice fell, Ye Chu's eyes went dark, and the wardrobe door was closed by Lu Huai.
Lu Huai left the room and Ye Chu touched his waist. There was a Browning M1910, which was sent by Lu Huai.
She clenched her pocket watch tightly, her knuckles turned white, and she was very nervous.
Time is ticking, every minute is suffering.
Although she was hiding in the closet, she could still hear the outside sound clearly.
There was raging gunfire outside.
Those people seemed to be deadlocked in a long gun battle.
How is Lu Huai
How is he now
…
Ye Chu didn't dare to think about it, but those images still kept coming to her.
However, she remembered a word.
Lu Huai said that he would be back within an hour.
She will wait for him.
Ye Chu hid in the closet, staring blankly at the pocket watch in his hand.
Watch the second hand keep walking, watch the time pass before you.
At a certain moment, the gunfire suddenly stopped.
The corridor outside the room was very quiet, and gradually, there were footsteps.
The hour hand came to one point, and it was extremely precise.
The door of the room was opened and someone entered the room.
Ye Chu's heart tightened.
The man walked towards here and stopped in front of the closet.
Ye Chu squeezed her pocket watch tightly, her heartbeat speeded up a bit, she was extremely nervous.
He opened the closet door.
Ye Chu slowly raised her head, her gaze fell on him.
Although they had known each other not long ago, Ye Chu knew that face very well.
Lu Huai.
His face is still cold, but there is a blood mark on his left face, which seems to have been left behind after being rubbed by a bullet.
Even if there was that blood stain on Lu Huai's face.
But it didn't affect his pure temperament in the slightest.
For some reason, Ye Chu's nose was sour, and tears suddenly fell.
It seemed that the emotion was squeezed for a long time, and it was vented at this moment.
At this time, Lu Huai leaned down and gently stroked Ye Chu's face with his fingertips.
Wiped the tear from the corner of her eye for her.
The hour hand stayed there for an hour they had agreed upon.
He spoke.
Don't cry, I'm back.