Is the world in front of you the place where the old warden and the dangerous elements taught by Jiang Hao gathered?

The prison I was looking forward to was a quiet area like an ancient Chinese garden. In this area, some people were scattered, sitting or standing, and some were simply lying comfortably on the ground, enjoying the sunshine above my head scattered by the transparent glass.

A few people can sit together and talk, but most of them have nothing to do with each other. The people here are not as fierce as Zhao Li imagined. Except for the occasional toughness that can be seen, the others are all gentle and elegant. The age is very wide, with white-haired elderly people and middle-aged soldiers.

Is this prison? Zhao Li's mind was blank. It was not that Jiang Hao pulled him, he didn't know how to enter the door. The metal door was silently closed behind him, but Zhao Li still stood there.

Someone had seen the movement here, and when he saw Zhao Li's stupid appearance, someone immediately laughed out loud. The laughter seemed to be contagious. Soon, everyone saw Zhao Li's embarrassing appearance and laughed out loudly.

Jiang Hao did not stop him and waited quietly for Zhao Li to wake up. Zhao Li was indeed a person with strong psychological quality. He was in a daze for a moment, ignoring the laughter of so many people, turned his head to look at Jiang Hao: "I haven't come to the wrong place, right?"

"That's right." Jiang Hao smiled rare: "This is Mountbatton Special Prison!"

Zhao Li finally knew that he didn't know who had heard of it before. Even criminals in prison may enjoy the treatment at the level of some people than the military and police who were responsible for taking care of them. Now he finally experienced it with his own eyes. The prisoners enjoyed such an environment, but Zhao Li could only live in that pigeon cage. The difference in treatment is simply from heaven and earth. If you say it out, who would believe that these people are in jail, and Zhao Li is responsible for taking care of them? Maybe it should be the opposite.

"Hey, Xiaojiang, where did you come from?" Someone had already started asking Jiang Hao, and his name was very Aimei.

Jiang Hao didn't care about this title at all, but instead replied with a smile: "It's indeed a newcomer, sir!"

When Zhao Li heard the title of chief, he was even more puzzled. Is this still a prisoner? An active lieutenant called a criminal chief?

"Although they have been found guilty, the military has not revoked their ranks. Therefore, according to the regulations, I must call them the chief!" Looking at his rank of lieutenant, then looking at Zhao Li's sergeant rank, and emphasized: "You are the same!" Hearing this, Zhao Li was surprised again.

"Hahaha, this little guy is so cute!" A voice from behind came, but it focused everyone's attention more and more. Several people had already started to move towards this side.

At this time, Jiang Hao did not have the idea of ​​taking care of the newcomers. He only left Zhao Li with one sentence: "You should do it yourself!" He disappeared quickly with no loyalty, not knowing where he went.

A few seemingly tough guys gathered together, which was the third aspect that surprised Zhao Li. There was no separation between the military and police and criminals. Although the same was true when venting in ordinary prisons, most of the time the prisoners were imprisoned or worked, which was completely different here.

Isolated from the world, such a small place, I guess there is no place to do hard work. And looking at their appearance, they are comfortable and natural, and it seems that they have always enjoyed it like this. If this is a prison, then where do those who are busy working and working every day live?

However, what does the sentence "You are so good at taking care of yourself" mean by Lieutenant Jiang Hao? A bad premonition arose in his heart, and his hand involuntarily grabbed the baton.

These people are all criminals who are conscientious and extremely dangerous. These thoughts immediately surged into Zhao Li's mind. What are these people doing?

"Stop, what are you going to do?" Zhao Li couldn't help but shout. After making a sound, he realized that he was a little over-necked. This was a prison for the crime, and there were people on duty around him. It was impossible for these people to do anything out of order.

"Hahahaha!" Zhao Li's overreaction caused a burst of laughter. It seemed that Zhao Li was not the military and police who came here to serve, but an actor of a funny sketch, who came here to perform for everyone. His shouting was too loud, and even the indifferent person in the distance laughed.

Looking around, I saw only a few vague figures in military uniforms, and seemed to be looking at this side, but I just looked at it, but I didn’t take any action. Zhao Li knew that he had just arrived, and there was no friend, and those people had not accepted that he had become a comrade-in-arms. After all, comrade-in-arms can be made by building enough trust through long-term relationships, rather than simply accepting a newcomer. At this time, everyone only thinks you are a partner at most, but they will not regard you as a comrade-in-arms.

"Hey, where did you find the children? Are you here to entertain us specifically?" A big black man who looked very tough and looked very tough and asked Jiang Hao, who had just left, in a muffled voice.

Jiang Hao did not answer, but signaled Zhao Li to come out and introduce himself. This is really a strange place. Almost all criminals are at a higher level than the military and police who are in charge of guarding, and they even call their superiors, and introduce themselves in such embarrassing situations.

The big men approaching each other stood within a few steps. It seemed that they knew clearly what they should do. Zhao Li knew that he must be safe, but the disdain and contempt in the eyes of those people were naked and unconcealedly shot directly on Zhao Li, making Zhao Li seem to be baked under the flames.

This feeling was very uncomfortable. Not only the criminal's eyes, but even the indifferent eyes that those who should be comrades saw him, also made Zhao Li very angry.

When Zhao Li asked Balang how to avoid suffering, Balang's answer appeared in his heart again.

"Fight! As long as you win, others will not dare to bully you. Or like you do today, use your skills to impress a group of people, so that no one will bully you. However, if you swallow your anger and want others not to bully you, that is the idea of ​​a fool. If you bully such a person, who will bully you? "

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The third update is a little late, everyone understands!
Chapter completed!