Chapter 317 You don’t think I’m taking revenge on someone in public, do you? ! !
In order to seek understanding, Lou Rui had to turn his gaze to the two people who followed Guan Zhong. He carefully pointed his finger at his head, and then asked with some caution and doubt: "Guan Zhong, has he encountered any stimulation recently, or is his brain seriously ill?"
The two people who came with Lou Rui, Song Ping'an and Jiang Li, looked at each other, and looked at Guan Zhong who was laughing wildly with extremely complicated eyes, and their faces revealed unconcealable understanding and...envy? ! ! Lou Rui looked at the strange expressions on the two people's faces, and confusion slowly crept into their fierce eyes. For a moment, he even felt a chill in his bones.
Lou Rui likes to bully people, but he likes to bully normal people. He doesn't want to bully those with mental illnesses, especially since there seem to be three of them!
Lou Rui turned around and prepared to leave, not even planning to take the cart.
However, at this moment, Song Ping'an and Jiang Li, who had not taken any action, suddenly stood in front of Lou Rui together.
They didn't stop Lou Rui just now because Guan Zhong didn't give any signal. They understood that Guan Zhong wanted to reminisce with old friends and they didn't want to disturb him easily.
Now it seems that Guan Zhong is reliving and enjoying the experience, but Lou Rui does not appreciate it, which is a bit ungrateful.
Wang Ping'an gently turned his neck, pulled out the electric baton with his right hand steadily and swung it, and the air made a crackling sound of electric arcs.
Lou Rui was not afraid. He was more or less confident in his own fighting power. Then, he saw Jiang Li slowly take out a pistol from his arms, and pointed the dark muzzle at his forehead without hesitation.
Yes, in order to ensure that Guan Zhong could enjoy a perfect "reward" time, Feng Mu specifically instructed them to go to the Security Department to collect guns.
Of course, all this was still done in the name of the warden.
Lou Rui's pupils suddenly shrank, and the faces of several prison guards who were passing by to watch the excitement also changed.
In the Second Prison Area, although colleagues are not prohibited from resolving problems through reasoning, the nature of using firearms is completely different.
At such a close distance, Lou Rui was not sure he could dodge the bullet. However, he did not show much fear. Instead, he snorted coldly: "Pointing the gun at your own people, do you know what crime this is?"
Bang--
Respond to his crisp gunshot!
Lou Rui's eyes almost popped out of his head. He touched his forehead in horror, but did not touch the warm blood as expected.
He was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize something. He lowered his head stiffly and saw a hole in his knee. Blood was gushing out of the hole, soaking his trouser leg.
At this moment, the sluggish nerve endings finally felt a sharp pain. Lou Rui's knees softened, and he leaned forward and fell heavily to the ground.
He lay on his side on the cold ground, his hands tightly hugging his injured knees, his cheek pressed against the blood-stained ground. The cold and wet touch stimulated his face to become twisted and hideous. He stared at the figure walking behind him.
Guan Zhong walked calmly to Lou Rui and looked down at him. This was the first time in his life that he admired Lou Rui from this angle. He felt his soul was purified and smiled like an innocent child.
Guan Zhong couldn't help but think of Feng Mu's calm and gentle face, and he muttered to himself:
"I'm grateful that fate heard my prayers and allowed me to finally meet Feng Mu today."
For a full three seconds, Guan Zhong seemed to be in a trance, and then he came to his senses and took a greedy breath of air.
Then, Guan Zhong glanced around, as if he was questioning Lou Rui, or explaining to the prison guards around him:
"Then, Lou Rui, what crime should you be charged with for secretly participating in planning a prisoner riot that killed hundreds of your colleagues?"
Lou Rui stared at Guan Zhong, his eyes fixed on the muzzle of the gun that Guan Zhong was swinging back and forth in his hand, aiming at his chest, throat, and between his eyebrows as if playing. His throat was so dry as if he had swallowed sandpaper.
He had no idea what Guan Zhong was saying. It was as if his brain had crashed, and he could only instinctively squeeze out a few words:
"I didn't, you..."
Guan Zhong stepped on Lou Rui's knee and rubbed it hard with the sole of his shoe. Lou Rui immediately felt like he was electrocuted. His whole body spasmed and he let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Guan Zhong was unmoved, and even showed a hint of intoxication on his face, as if he was listening to a beautiful piece of music. He said faintly: "We are all prison guards, there is no need to say such things, it is meaningless.
All the prisoners in Ward No. 2 claimed that they were wronged, so even if you want to talk, you have to say something new. Or do you think…"
Guan Zhong did not hide his evil villain-like face at all. He reluctantly moved the soles of his shoes away, slowly squatted down, and spoke in a low and slow voice, revealing a chilling viciousness: "We don't come to you without evidence. You don't think I want to take revenge on you, do you? Hahahaha——"
Guan Zhong's face was too villainous, and finally some prison guards who couldn't stand it stood up and said coldly: "What are you doing? Who allowed you to shoot? You said he was related to the riot this morning, do you have any evidence?"
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Guan Zhong was waiting for someone to ask this question. He held a gun in one hand and reached into Lou Rui's pocket with the other hand, quickly pulling out a cell phone.
He turned on his phone, opened the address book, and found the number the "murderer" had called.
At this moment, the corners of his mouth curled up into an arc that said "as expected", a cold and confident smile. Then he asked Lou Rui grimly:
"Explain to me why this person wanted to kill Gong Lao and then called you first. Don't say you don't know!"
Guan Zhong did not explain to the prison guards around him, but directly questioned Lou Rui. However, the information leaked in his words, even if it was not detailed, was really intriguing when heard by everyone.
Anyone with a bit of brains seemed to have heard something, and they all looked at Lou Rui with gloomy faces, waiting for his explanation.
Lou Rui's eyes were fixed on the strange number on the phone screen, and his mind was in a mess.
He looked at the angry eyes of the prison guards around him, and then looked at Guan Zhong's gloomy eyes. His face flushed red, like a cooked shrimp, and his tongue seemed to be tied, and he spoke in a stammering manner: "I, I really... don't... know!!!"
Guan Zhong laughed in anger and sneered:
"Ha, I don't know. Haha, it seems you won't cry until you see the coffin. Well, if you don't want to explain in public, then come over and talk slowly with us."
(End of this chapter)
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