So, everyone understood that this King Yama is a soft-hearted person, and he is deeply disgusted by that, and it is impossible to do something like this.
So, he really regarded Su Mobai as his younger brother. People are happy to have a younger brother, and they are happy to carry it with them, and others are only jealous.
However, even if everyone said so, there are still some who are skeptical, after all, these two people are too sticky every day. You say, a prison tyrant, a prison flower, tired of being together every day, what can you do
At the time of release, the much-discussed party was walking on a small road in the green belt, leisurely and leisurely.
"Brother, have we come too close recently? What everyone said is particularly ugly." Nan Xun was a little confused.
"Oh? What are you talking about?" Yan Luo raised his right arm lazily and habitually put it on the child's shoulder.
"They said, what else can prison tyrants and prison flowers do together?"
"What else can I do?" Yan Luo asked with raised eyebrows.
"I don't know." Nan Xun shamelessly refused to answer this question.
Damn, he misses Xiao Ba so much, and misses smashing it into a cake with his fist. Now when he goes to the toilet, he is numb enough to face his body, especially his lifeblood. These are all tragedies caused by Xiao Ba's mistake, which left a great psychological shadow on him.
The two months of prison life have made Nan Xun hear more dirty jokes than the previous N years combined, as well as a lot of hot-eyed scenes. He lives with a group of rough men all day long, and he is getting more and more manly. , No matter what you say or do, Nima is no different from the real man.
Nan Xun was particularly worried that when he changed back to a woman in the next world, he would not be able to change back for a while.
Nan Xun was poking at Xiaoba's little man in his heart. He didn't want to turn the corner of the road. One person suddenly rushed over, slammed in the direction of Nan Xun and Yan Luo, knelt on the ground, and slammed his head on the ground, "Yan, please help! Lord, save me! Lord Yan, I beg you! I have old and young, I have been working for so many years, and I am finally going to be released from prison, please save me, Lord Yan!"
After being stunned for a short time, Nan Xun couldn't help but look at the man beside him.
After two months of "education" in prison life, Nan Xun is already familiar with the prison rules and the darkness inside.
Those vicious people who spend their whole lives in prison can't see that the brothers who had mixed together before were released from prison, so every time someone is about to be released, these people will most likely be retaliated against.
If you are lucky, you will lose an arm and a broken leg. If you are unlucky, you may die in prison just like that.
Nan Xun has seen this kind of thing several times, once in the basketball court, once in the green grass slope, and even once in the cafeteria.
The prisoner kneeling on the ground was in his fifties and his hair was gray. He kept kowtowing his head, begging while kowtowing, until he finally broke down in tears.
Nan Xun didn't know what happened to this person who came in, but he should be considered a kind person by looking at his eyebrows. Maybe the years have dispelled his anger, or maybe he was not a wicked person in the first place.
Nan Xun tugged at Yan Luo's sleeve and called softly, "Brother, help him."
Yan Luo looked at him and was a little surprised. This kid is quite strong, and he never made any request to him. He didn't expect to make an exception for an outsider now.
"Xiao Bai wants to save him?" Yan Luo asked.
Nan Xun nodded, "I saw this old man when I was in the education reform class. He is a man who sincerely repented, so please help me."
The man on the ground slowed his kowtow. He looked up at Nan Xun and gave him a grateful smile.
Yama asked when the man on earth would be released from prison.
The other party immediately replied: "Yan Ye, it will be two months later, on July 10th."
Yan Luo nodded, "It's still early, starting next month, you follow me and Xiaobai."
If they really want to do it, those prisoners basically do it one month before the other party is released from prison.
When the man heard this, he was so excited that he kowtowed a few times, "Thank you, Lord Yan!"
After getting the exact answer from King Yama, the man ran away with his forehead swaying, for fear that King Yama would go back on it if he was a step behind.
"Brother, thank you, I know that brother doesn't like to be nosy, but this time, because this big brother has really reformed." Nan Xun pursed his lips and said, he also knew that once a precedent was set this time, later There must be more people pestering Yan Luo, but Yan Luo will be released from prison in three or four months, and these people will not be bothered for a long time.
"Xiao Bai, you can ask for more." Yan Luo said, rubbing his head dotingly.
Nan Xun is already immune to the fact that Yan Luo touches his head at every turn. Just touch it, you will lose two hairs at most, and you will not lose a piece of meat.
The two got tired of having lunch together, and then went back to their respective cells.
During the lunch break, several rough men in Cell 242 were lying on their own beds and talking nonsense.
The fourth scolded and said: "Damn, why is it our turn again, my waist almost flashed last time."
That afternoon, some of the prisoners went to the mine to move stones, while the rest were still working in the factory. The prison adopts a rotation system, and this time the prisoners who happened to be on the second floor of the A prison went to the prison.
The second child rolled his eyes at the fourth child, "It's me and Xiao Liu'er who should be called. Among the few of us, except for me and Xiao Liu'er, you guys are doing rough work."
Du Pan is engaged in cheating work, and it is indeed not a material for rough work, not to mention Su Mobai, he is a child in the eyes of everyone, even if he can fight, he is just a "scholar" who knows martial arts.
Nan Xun was very curious about this, and couldn't help but ask, "Is there a hard requirement? Does everyone have to do enough work?"
The third child immediately said: "Isn't it true, we have done this job before, with ten people in groups, and each group has to carry a truckload of ore."
"One truck? One truck? When is this going to be moved?" Nan Xun almost scolded his father.
Du Pan laughed twice, "Stupid Liuer, how can a truck be a small car the size of a tractor."
Brother Tie, who was already asleep, was woken up by a few people, and he yelled, "Go to bed, you have to work in the afternoon!"
Several people sadly lay down on the bunk and went to sleep.
Nan Xun's sleepiness also came. When he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
Boom, boom, boom.
The sound of knocking on the door was neither light nor heavy, neither fast nor slow, without the impatience of ordinary people knocking on the door, very calm.
After the man knocked three times, he paused before continuing to knock three more times.
The extremely rhythmic knocking on the door would not arouse any resistance at all, even if it was the second son of the sleeping ghost, he would only murmur a few words after hearing this.
Nan Xun's eyes moved, and he hurried over to open the cell door.
Outside the door, a tall man was leaning against the wall with his hands in his trouser pockets, giving him a feeling of laziness and comfort.
After seeing Nan Xun, the person's thin lips twitched slightly, "Xiao Bai, can I go in and sit?"