Chapter 4 Qinghe Prison 1

After Yang Qihu sent Zhao Daotu to Xuanmen Pavilion, he left in a hurry. Since Zhao Daotu had implemented this plan, Yang Qihu was absolutely convinced.

Zhao Daotu slowly walked into the Xuanmen Pavilion. Zhao Zheng was wiping the table with a rag. Seeing him coming back, he quickly closed the door. Then he looked at Zhao Daotu's expression and asked softly, "What's the matter? Things are not going well?"

Zhao Daotu shook his head.

"Then why are you still sad?" Zhao Zheng said again.

Zhao Daotu still frowned, sat in the chair and said, "I told Yang Qihu and Huang Que what I meant. They also agreed with me, but there are still some special gains today."

"Special gain?"

Zhao Zheng suddenly couldn't understand.

Zhao Daotu nodded and said, "Yes, just as we went out of the door of October Feng, the yellow finch stopped us, and he told us something we had been struggling with."

"What's the matter?"

"Huang Laoer, he has known about the four pieces of precious jade for a long time, and he also knows the words on the hot-blooded map."

"Does he also know those four sentences?"

Zhao Daotu suddenly nodded, "In the past, we doubted whether he knew about the four pieces of precious jade. Now it seems that he is very deeply hidden. However, there are pros and cons to everything. Do you know how the yellow finch knows this?"

"It will never be what Huang Hailin told him."

"That's natural!" Zhao Daotu leaned against the chair and said, "Who is Huang Laoer? He knows everything. He will tell the yellow finch frankly, which is really strange."

"Then how did he know?" Zhao Zheng is a little curious.

Zhao Daotu suddenly laughed and said, "Huang Laoer probably didn't know it. Inadvertently, he revealed his secret. Huang Que, he listened to Qin Yan, and Qin Yan could know, but it was what Huang Laoer said in his dream."

"Dream talk?"

Zhao Zheng was shocked.

"I think this is called God's will. This time, I am more sure that Huang Laoer must be hiding in a corner, and his disappearance is 100% a good play directed by himself."

Zhao Zheng nodded excitedly, "This Huang Laoji is really playing hard." As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Daotu again and said, "When are you going to spread the news of the ghost axe treasure box?"

"Of course, the sooner the better. Don't worry, I can't guarantee other news, but there are many people in the world who think about the four pieces of jade!"

After Zhao Daotu finished speaking, he leisurely took out a cigarette, but he was not in a hurry to light it. He smiled and said, "Just watch it carefully. I will definitely make Huang Laoer unable to eat it this time. Let's see who can laugh to the end."

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Qinghe City, in southern Xinjiang, China, is most known as the cold and heat place with the most difficult conditions in China. This place can really be described as poor mountains and rivers. The geographical location is complex, and the weather is strange and changeable. It is a place that people don't want to stay for one more day.

But here, there is a very famous place, that is, the only prison in Qinghe City, Qinghe Prison, which is known as the most terrible nightmare in the hearts of all criminals.

Criminals who are qualified to enjoy the level of Qinghe Prison must have two choices once they re-enter the society. First, completely become a good citizen, abide by the law, and dare not violate the bottom line of the law again. Second, it will become worse and become more robbed in the past. . Robbers, murderers, because the people who can enter here are definitely the best super brothers in society. When they come here, it is equivalent to re-cultivation.

The existence of two extremes, this is the most special place in Qinghe Prison.

As the New Year is approaching, the management department in Qinghe Prison is also planning to have a good New Year for the criminals here. After all, criminals are also human beings. Now it is not a slave society. Everyone has human rights.

An extremely tough military Humvee roared on the road to Qinghe Prison in southern Xinjiang. In the back seat sat a 25 or 26-year-old young man with short hair and a jacket, but on these basis, he also wore a yellow vest to mark the prisoner, and his face was full of unruly.

The military Hummer galloped all the way, stirring up smoke and dust all over the ground, and stopped at the gate of Qinghe Prison.

"Get out of the car!"

Two armed policemen escorted the young man in the back seat with live ammunition, and then quickly walked into Qinghe Prison.

The prison director of Qinghe Prison is named Xiong Biao. He is a tough man with a beard on his face. He looks extremely majestic.

Sitting in his office, Xiong Biao sighed about his life. He was wondering why he had been working in such a position for 15 years. At this time, the door opened and a 40-year-old thin high school senior came in.

"Prisoner, there is a new prisoner!"

The comer's name is Chen Jian. He is Xiong Biao's confidant. He is the secretary of the warden. He is a person who is flexible and good at dealing with many problems.

"Is there a new prisoner?" Xiong Biao turned around and said, "Secretary Chen, will a new prisoner come to inform me? Isn't there enough space?"

Chen Jian smiled bitterly, "Yes, he's here!"

"He's here again?"

Xiong Biao was excited and frowned, "This boy, I think he didn't want to fight with me. Why didn't he shoot him?"

Chen Jian continued to smile bitterly, "He is very accurate, and he won't die."

"Hey..." Xiong Biao sighed. "You arrange it. Just find a place for him. Anyway, it's the same everywhere. This guy really has a headache. I can't figure it out. He is not short of money, food, nothing. Why do you like our place? I think he is a psychopath."

"Who said no? I've never seen such a person in my life."

What was on Chen Jian's face was still the bitter gourd face.

"Okay, okay, you can arrange it first. In the evening, I'll go to him for a cup of tea. I'll ask why I'm back this time."

After Xiong Biao finished speaking, he sighed heavily and looked very helpless.

Chen Jian quickly went out of the door.

The young man who was escorted to Qinghe Prison by the military Hummer walked into the number with a smile on his face, and then closed the iron door. All he could see was a number plate on the number, No. 1120, which was a very ordinary cell.

"Who, why did you let people in again? I can't sleep here."

"Grandma, there's a newcomer again. Let me have a good look. Is the skin tender? ** is not tight."

Obviously, the guys imprisoned in this room are not good.

"Guys, I haven't seen you for a few months, so I don't know old acquaintances!"

The young man said with a smile.

"Who is it? The voice is so familiar." A black-faced strong man crawled out of the dog kennel and looked listless.

"Brother Hei, I've lost weight." The young man said with a smile.

"Yo, it's Wang Pao."

"Damn it, it's Wang Pao who is back."

"Brother Cannon!"

Everyone was scared and gathered the young man together. The young man smiled. Obviously, he had a sense of home when he walked into this place.

A young man named Wang Pao seemed to have made five inferior cigarettes from his body. He took out another piece of phosphorus fire, lit the fire with a loud smile, and said with a smile, "I haven't smoked for months. I'm suffocating it."

Although it's just inferior cigarettes, the five guys in the room still smoke with relish.

"Wang Pao, I know you have a conscience. Don't worry, when Brother Hei goes out, Brother Hei will give you a truckload of cigarettes."

The strong man with a black face said with a smile, and then took two sips fiercely.

Wang Pao waved his hand and said, " Come on, Brother Hei, you still have seven or eight years left. When you go out, your little brother will become a big brother. I guess you won't be a bird."

The black-faced strong man looked ugly, but he still wanted face and said, "You boy fart. When I go out, those guys dare not give me face. I chopped them to feed the fish. Damn, I come in. That's loyalty."

"These days, fools talk about loyalty and courage!"

Wang Pao said with a smile.

"Wang Pao, how long are you going to stay in this time?" Another short man asked.

Wang Pao touched his hair and said, "It's not interesting outside, so I'm going to stay for a while. This year is coming soon. I have to spend the New Year with you guys here, right? Brother Dao?"

A man with a scar on his right face smiled and said, "Wang Pao, you have the ability. Others tremble when they hear this Qinghe prison, but in your opinion, it's more comfortable here than home."

"Wang Pao, you boy, I admire you!" The black-faced strong man said again, "I heard someone say some time ago that there is a very popular TV series in the United States recently. What's the name, jailbreak, yes, yes, it's called jailbreak, and told me a paragraph. I laughed at that time. The American, the more fart it is. Compared with your boy, they are almost the same as the thatched house!"

Wang Pao laughed and said, "Brother Hei, that TV series is out of date. Why did you hear about it? I said, you, you are not well-informed, and you are also known to be well-informed in those years."

The black-faced strong man's face was iron blue, with purple in the black, but he couldn't say a word.

"Wang Pao, you are so good. I said, when will you take your brothers to escape from prison? Let me tell you, brother, my old gun has been useless for three or four years. I'm really afraid to go out then, mother. It rusted. When I fought against the seven fairies in heaven and earth, it was a golden gun, and the wind swept through the clouds!"

A small man said with an obscene smile.

Wang Pao sat among the crowd against the wall and said, "Brothers, don't count on me when you go out. Seriously, people should do things on conscience. If I take you out, I will be so sorry for our Mr. Xiong. Are you right?"

"Xiong Biao, don't worry about him."

"You can't say that. After all, Mr. Xiong is the stewul here. He gives people a lot of face, and the road will be wide in the future."

As soon as Wang Pao finished his words, the door was opened again. Chen Jian stood at the door and shouted, "Wang Pao, come out!"

Wang Cannon stood up, waved his hand to the crowd, and walked out.

The black-faced strong man lit the hidden cigarette again and shook his head. "It seems that Mr. Xiong should invite our cannon to tea again. He is envious and hateful."

These five words are fashionable words that black-faced strong men have learned for a long time.