The Best of The Worst

Chapter 8: You know your sister

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On the side, the two prison guards had already watched, the grinning smiles on their faces had not faded, but they suddenly turned pale, looking like ghosts.

"You, who the hell are you! You can't be the one who dredges the sewers!" The bearded prison guard raised the remote control in his hand in horror, and fiddled with it, seemingly wanting to remove Langfeng, who was sitting with Erlang's legs up. Power down.

"Your tattered stuff has long been awkward. Didn't the White House tell you the identity of people like us?" Langfeng squinted his eyes and spoke to the two of them in authentic royal English.

"White, White House, you are..." The beard seemed to think of something, and suddenly threw the remote control in his hand to one side, suddenly got up, and saluted, while the prison guard on the other side seemed to have found something, and followed Quickly got up and gave a military salute.

"Okay, don't say it if you know it!" Langfeng, who had squinted his eyes, suddenly opened, smiling and walking towards the two prison guards.

"Now that you know, then you die!" Langfeng's original sitting body instantly appeared as the two prison guards rushed away in military salute, and their forearms were like sharp knives, and they slashed at their heads.

Seeing the two hand knives that appeared on top of his head for an instant, the two prison guards did not even reflect between them. They were struck dumbfounded, and the sour bone fragmentation sounded, but Langfeng had quietly left. go with.

In the room, the two corpses were motionless, and even the blood "liquid" did not flow out, but under the dim light, two clearly visible dents were particularly obvious on the top of their heads.

Langfeng didn't even deal with the corpse, so he walked in the direction of the exit with his hands behind his back. The footsteps made noises, for fear that others would not hear him.

The special number directly leads to the main entrance of the prison. Generally, only prisoners who have executed the death penalty or have some special circumstances will be brought into the special number. At this moment, the guards who were standing at their posts looked sleepy on their faces, and did not notice that anyone came out of the passage.

"Cough!" Langfeng coughed vigorously, and woke up the two prison guards who slept with their guns, their hands behind their backs, and staring at the front.

"Hey, how did you come out?!" A prison guard suddenly discovered that there was a criminal standing beside him, and the criminal looked a bit arrogant.

"Me? Haha, it seems that the organization still attaches great importance to this matter!" Langfeng shook his head and smiled, sighed secretly, looking at the two confused prison guards, as if he had seen his own children. His eyes are full of understanding.

"Little guy, don't worry about this, take me to see your warden!"

With the awe-inspiring righteousness of a world-famous person, Langfeng looked far away again, looking at the sniper who was aiming at him on the tower not far away, with no expression on his face.

"Niang Xipi, I don't know if this bronze body and iron bone can survive the 13mm diameter bullet. I'm afraid it hurts if I touch it..." No one knows what Langfeng is thinking. The two prison guards are even more surprised, but look. With the safe and sound Langfeng, I felt a little drumming in my heart.

"This, I don't know what you are?" a prison guard asked cautiously.

"Boom, you bounce! Brother is the leader of your boss!" Langfeng gave the interrogating prison guard a shudder, not afraid that the other party would run away, but stared at him impatiently.

"Well, okay, wait a moment!" The two prison guards looked at each other, and then one was left looking at Langfeng, and the other quickly ran towards the warden's office.

This is indeed not to blame them. I have never heard of them in any prison. I dare to have prisoners pretending to be their bosses. Unless there is a mental problem, no one dares to do this as long as they want to live well. What's more, prisoners beat prison guards. His head is like "touching" a tiger's butt. Who dares if there is nothing to be able to bear

At this moment, in the warden's office, a bald, obese old man was looking at him with a happy face as the little nurse next to him was "touching" himself with a gentle little hand.

The space in the warden's office is not large, and at this time, on a rear-projection TV, several hot beauties are dancing and undressing.

"Oh, there has been too much pressure from above recently, Kenny, you are awesome, go back to work!" Along the thigh of the little nurse, the old man took the remote control and dialed the news program, but closed The blinking eyes betrayed the charm he was reminiscing just now.

Glancing at the old man in disgust, the little nurse named Kai Ni twisted her butt and walked out, which was very attractive.

"report!"

"Enter!" The warden's closed eyes opened slightly, and his voice was a bit tired.

"The warden, someone said that it was your boss and wanted to see you..." The warden's voice was hesitant, and the expression on his face was a bit wonderful.

"What, boss, the boss has come and take me there quickly, don't you want to drive me!" He glanced at the prison guard reproachfully, and the prison director quickly tidied up his clothes and walked out with the guard.

"Warden Tony, it's him!"

The warden in a hurry along the way was already sweating profusely. Looking at Langfeng, who was standing at the door of the prison not far away, "rubbed" his eyes, his face flushed and asked, "This is what you said. My boss?"

"Yes... Yes..." The guard seemed to feel a little outrageous, and turned his head down.

"You, you, let the chef stew your fucking brain!" Taking the baton from the prison guard, Tony strode towards the wave crest with a furious expression on his face.

Watching this scene quietly, Langfeng didn’t move. Perhaps the warden’s presence made the surrounding prison guards refreshed. They straightened their backs and pulled out their military postures. They didn’t seem to be there anymore. The decadence before.

Tony walked to Langfeng and watched Langfeng, who was in prison, looked up and down. Although his nostrils were still turning, his mind was turning quickly.

"What kind of identity is this kid, and why is he so confident? Even if Lao Tzu killed him here, he didn't have the slightest move. Could it be Obama's illegitimate child? No, that's it. Obama gave birth when he was a teenager. Is it?" Tonypi looked at Wolf Peak with a smile, and the baton in his hand swung around, but he didn't gesture in the direction of Wolf Peak.

"Do you know who I am?" Langfeng raised his head and looked at the warden with his nostrils, looking arrogantly as if he was the warden.

"Boy, be honest!" The prison guard on the side stepped forward and was about to handcuff Langfeng with his handcuffs, but suddenly his arm sore and found that the handcuffs had appeared in Langfeng's hands, and there was no one in the whole process. see.

With the silver dangling handcuffs in his hands, Langfeng's mouth with a hint of smile, lightly clenched, the hard handcuffs instantly turned into iron balls.

"Tony, do you know who I am?" Langfeng ignored the others and walked towards the warden step by step. The top of his bald head was reflecting the light in the sun, but no one dared to stop him.

"I know, of course I do!" A drop of cold sweat fell from Tony's forehead.

"You know your sister!" Wolf Peak grabbed the baton and cursed, pointing to Tony's nose.