Chapter 289 Witchcraft Next

When the little brother was looking forward to the imagination of hugging left and right, his cold face was slapped, and the slap was so strong that he rolled his whole body on the floor.

"Brother, why did you hit me?"

The dizzy little brother, who was slapped by this slap, got up, opened his mouth and spit out two teeth, and shouted sadly and indignantly.

"I... my hand, my right hand can't be done!"

What the little brother didn't expect was that before he finished his words, Fei Hewei wailed loudly, and his voice was more miserable than him.

"Brother Wei, what's wrong with you?" Dalong, who was closest to Fei Hewei, came forward and hugged him, "My hand, my right hand seems to be broken. It hurts so much!"

Fei Hewei's face was sallow, and the bean-sized sweat kept dripping from his forehead. He just slapped his little brother's right arm. At this moment, he was softly hanging in front of him, but he couldn't move.

"Brother Wei, how can it be like this?"

Looking at the boss's painful face, the little brother around him was a little confused. The wine was good. Why did Boss Fei's hand break? Could it be that the slap just now was too hard?

The little brother who was slapped couldn't help touching his red and swollen face. Is this also made of meat? It's impossible to break Mr. Fei's hand, right?

"It hurts, damn it, call someone, take me to the hospital, it hurts me so much!"

At this time, Fei Hewei felt as if his shoulder had been cut off with a knife. The severe pain almost made him faint. He couldn't help howl loudly, and his sad voice echoed in the prison room.

Dalong kicked the dazed little brother beside him on the ground and roared, "Hurry up, go and call for discipline!"

"I can't stand it!"

Just as the little brother fell and crawled to the door of the prison, there was another scream in Fei Hewei's mouth. His left hand, which was originally holding his right arm, suddenly punched the face of the big dragon in front of him. When he followed Qiu Wendong a few years ago, he also carried a stone lock every day. Although he is None of these young people in the field are his opponents.

So this punch suddenly clicked, but the bridge of the dragon's nose was interrupted by him. Two strands of blood shot out of the dragon's nostrils, and the white shirt on his body turned red.

"Big brother, you... What are you doing... What are you doing?" Dalong was confused by Fei Hewei's punch. After a long time, he covered his nose and asked.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much!"

Fei Hewei didn't hear the pain from Dalong's arms at all, which made him unbearable, but he could clearly feel that his nerves were on the verge of collapse.

"What's going on? What are you making trouble? Do you want to enter the detention center next to you?

Fei Hewei's tossing was too big. He didn't wait for the little brother to run to the door, but the discipline came first. There were many people in this detention center, and there were all kinds of them. Those addicts were more violent than this when they were addicted.

"Open the door, take me to the hospital, send... take me to the hospital!" After hearing the words of discipline, Fei Hewei jumped up from the floor with his arms hanging down, rushed to the door of the prison room in a few steps, and hit the iron door with his head desperately.

Discipline was so scared by Fei Hewei's madness that he retreated several times and scolded, "You...what do you want to do? If you are detained for 15 days, you will be released. Do you still want to escape from prison?

"Go to your mother's escape from prison. I'm in pain. Take me to the hospital quickly and give me a painkiller!"

Fei Hewei couldn't use his hands, so he could only put the iron door on his head desperately. The fresh blood on his head was on his face and the ferocious look was like a fierce ghost.

"You put up with it, put up with it, I'll ask someone to give you an injection!" Seeing that Fei Hewei's facial features were bleeding, the discipline also panicked.

After Fei Hewei hit his head, he began to kick the iron door with his feet and open his mouth and curse: "Fuck you, open the door quickly, I'm going to die!"

"You guys, hold him down quickly. This is a drug addiction attack!" After listening to Fei Hewei's words, he was not in a hurry. People with drug addiction are all like this. As long as they can survive this.

"Brother Wei, put up with it, put up with it!"

Dalong and several people rushed up together and pressed Fei Hewei on the floor with all their hands and eight feet. These brothers were also puzzled. The boss just said that he would let us put up with it when we had a drug addiction attack, but why did he want to die now?

"Damn it, let me go, let me go quickly, I'm in pain!"

Fei Hewei, who was pressed to the ground, wanted to cry without tears. Suddenly, another sharp pain came from the root of his right leg. The pain made him not know where the strength came from. Unexpectedly, he pushed everyone away and rolled on the floor.

"Poor, this is the end of drug abuse. It's really time to take a picture of this scene and send it to a drug rehabilitation center. What a good theme to educate future generations!"

The discipline outside the iron gate is squeaking his lips. He has been working here for more than 20 years, and it is rare to see those addicts go crazy, but it is really the first time that it is as fierce as today.

"Open the door, damn it, my eldest brother doesn't take drugs. He's not addicted!"

Fei Hewei rolled on the pavement, but Dalong rushed to the door and shouted at the discipline. He knew that Fei Hewei had never been exposed to drugs. At present, there must be another reason in this situation.

"Kid, who are you fooling? What's wrong with the way he foams when he foams? The discipline replied angrily. If it hadn't been for these guys spending generously, he really wanted to teach them a lesson.

"It hurts me so much, I won't live anymore!!!"

While Dalong was negotiating with the discipline, Fei Hewei, who was rolling, suddenly let out a fierce scream. Unexpectedly, he stood up on the pavement with one leg. He desperately supported the ground with his left leg and hit the opposite wall.

"Puff!"

As Fei Hewei's head hit the prison wall, there was a sound like a watermelon falling to the ground, and a stream of blood splashed everywhere. Fei Hewei's screams also stopped, and his body fell softly along the prison wall to the ground.

In order to prevent prisoners from escaping, the prison and the detention center of the detention center are the same. The surface of the prison wall is made of solid cement. Fei Hewei hit his head, which is equivalent to touching a stone with an egg.

Fei Hewei fell to the ground, and the whole skull was smashed. The red and blood-white brain flowed all over the ground along his hair. His body, which had not completely lost consciousness, was unconsciously twitching.

"Sh...suicide?"

The discipline outside the door was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect this result. He quickly pressed the alarm at the door, and the whole detention center became lit in an instant, and the armed police stationed here also lined up.

"Damn it, it took me so much effort. I don't know if this secret skill can be done?"

In the quadrangle courtyard dozens of kilometers away, Ye Tian also collapsed on the ground with a big sweat. The portrait that was originally placed on the table became dilapidated at this time, and even half of his head was broken.

It didn't take Ye Tian much effort to make a portrait, but when using the secret technique to stimulate this carrier, he almost exhausted Ye Tian's whole body.

"It should be done, right? Otherwise, how could it be so hard?"

After sitting on the ground and taking a good breath, Ye Tiantian regained some strength and reached out to pick up the jade portrait with only half of his body left. Ye Tian sensed and found that the wisp of air in the portrait had disappeared.

Anyway, the steps are done according to the inheritance secret art. Ye Tian can't judge whether it is successful or not. He can only clean the jade debris on the ground and then go to bed.

"Sir, I'll give someone something."

The next morning, Ye Tian took a quilt from home, took a taxi and went straight to the detention center of Dongcheng Branch, and chatted with the old man at the door.

After so much effort yesterday, Ye Tian was also curious. He didn't sleep well all night. Just after eight o'clock, he rushed to the detention center.

"Who do you want to send something to? Come and register!"

The old man who was the doorkeeper yawned. He retired from the detention center and was hired. Originally, he had a good life, but he was ruined yesterday and couldn't sleep soundly all night.

Ye Tian wore a hat and lowered his head and said, "Uncle, that man's name is Fei Hewei. His family took off and sent him a quilt!"

"Zan...Fly Hewei?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this and blurted out: "The boy committed suicide yesterday, and the body has now been sent to the hospital morgue!"

Before the old man finished speaking, another man came into the duty room. He looked at the old man with a dissatisfied face and said, "Lao Wang, what are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense. You are also an old police officer. Don't you know anything about this?"

Some people commit suicide in this detention center, and the responsibility is not small. At least the main leaders should pursue the relevant responsibilities, and they don't want to take the one-year safety bonus.

"Hey, Liu Shuo, don't you think I'm going to say it? Anyway, their families will know sooner or later."

The old man relied on his qualifications and did not take the person seriously. He turned around and said, "Young man, the man named Fei Hewei committed suicide yesterday. Hey, where is the person? Where was that young man just now?

After talking for a long time, the old man found that the place where Ye Tian was standing just now was empty. He quickly chased out to have a look. There was not even a ghost at the empty door of the detention center.

"Damn, why is it so weird? Isn't this detention center haunted?

Even if the old man is well-informed, he can't help but get goose bumps at this time. Yesterday, the man died a little strangely. Was this young man even more strange just now?