The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 165 Prison Time
"It's a bit bad. We are not waiting for arraignment in ordinary cells. Here are some serious criminals."

Lei Che said something bad, but his expression remained the same.

Paul was a little panicked. He went to the corridor and looked around foolishly, and ran back immediately in fright.

Jack climbed back to the canopy bed and lay down again, and began to recharge his batteries. Today is a bit sad. Before, he was single-handed, and he hadn't tried to fight a group.

"Why are we locked up here?" Paul asked in panic.

"This is not what you should be concerned about now." Reacher also climbed back to the upper bunk of his own bed. "Better worry about yourself."

"Why?" Paul panicked even more.

"They're exchanging cigarettes, magazines, even meat for lunch today, all for being the first to fuck you."

Reacher began to threaten him seriously, "You will not be treated as a human being here, but a currency in circulation. Don't be nervous, save your energy, and you will be busy later."

Jack almost laughed out loud. Although this big guy was very upset about being used by Finlay, it was impossible for him to just sit back and watch Paul being picked up by someone. After all, he also knew that the sooner this guy confides some information, the sooner he can too. Get out of this trouble.

Paul looked up at Jack on the other bed, hesitated for a moment, didn't speak, just hid in the corner of the cell, curled up his body as much as possible, a bit deceptive.

Seeing that Reicher also turned his playful gaze on him, Jack was a little confused, and then realized that he seemed more like a jerk than Paul.

Damn it, Jack couldn't help feeling a chill, not because he was afraid, but because he felt a little disgusted at the thought of having fist-to-flesh intimate contact with those dead G guys later.

Sure enough, not long after, a big old man appeared at the door of their cell, tall and thick, with beards all over his face, whistling and looking inside.

"Aha, look what's here, oh, the girl has fair skin and soft skin, and she wears nice glasses."

The big old black completely ignored Jack and Reacher who were lying on the canopy beds on both sides, and squeezed into the small cell with three little black followers.

Among the three, only Paul wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Seeing that the other party was really looking at him, he was scared and huddled in the corner, looking like a bullied little wife.

"Come here, take off your glasses that are in the way, and come here."

Big boss Heiyin smiled and ordered while unbuttoning his trousers.

Jack couldn't stand it any longer. Although he wasn't here for him, he was afraid that he would see something disgusting later, and he wouldn't be able to eat at noon, so he made a please gesture to Rachel who was across the passage.

Lei Che sucked his teeth in some displeasure, turned over and jumped off the bed, and landed in front of Da Lao Hei, startling him.

"Wow, look at this gorilla, what do you think?" Da Laohei looked at the three younger brothers behind him, and took a provocative step forward.

"Give you a choice, fat pig, you came into my room uninvited, you and your friends can leave now, or let them carry you out, fat pig."

Lei Che was in full swing, lowering his head and looking down at Da Laohei, full of pressure.

"I count to three."

"One"

"Bitch, do you know who you're talking to?" Da Laohei was obviously flustered, but he was still bluffing.

"two"

Before the word "three" came out, Reicher hit Big Black with a head hammer, and then pressed his head sideways on the bed frame with lightning speed, and put his elbow against the base of his ear. Crash twice.

Da Laohei had no power to resist, and fell into a sweet and deep sleep in less than two seconds.

Maybe many people have the impression that a huge guy has great strength but slow movements. Then Reicher told everyone present that this shot is just your illusion.

Jack had fought against Chris many times when he was treating him. Compared to Chris and Reacher, both of them were about the same height and weight, but when it came to unarmed combat, he believed that Chris was definitely not Reacher's opponent.

He even felt that if he and Reacher were confined in a small space like a prison cell, without using healing techniques, he must be the last person to fall.

Paul, who was curled up in the corner, was stunned by Reacher's lightning-like blows, his whole body trembled, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth wide to take a deep breath.

"Now, get out of my room."

Lei Che casually took off a pair of punk sunglasses from the face of the younger brother behind the big boss, wiped them off, and put them on his own face.

"Take this fat dead pig."

The three younger brothers hurriedly and panickedly carried away the unconscious Da Laohei.

"Go out to bask in the sun?" Lei Che, who had just put on Big Boey, looked at the two inmates and pushed the punk sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Let's go, it's too smelly here." Jack jumped out of bed, grabbed Paul who was still huddled in the corner, and let him walk between them.

There is one thing to say, although he was a law-abiding citizen in his previous life and had never seen the real situation inside the high walls, but Jack also heard on the news that a certain big star went in and stepped on the sewing machine every day. A beautiful prison seems to be much freer.

Probably because this is not a private prison, there are quite a lot of people outside during the wind break time, there is a simple basketball court, and a group of black buddies are wantonly swaying their youthful sweat on the court.

The three of them sat down by the basketball court, killing time leisurely.

"Stay away from me, I'm not interested in your ventriloquist, don't get so close." Reacher said to the timid Paul beside him.

"He will protect you, trust me." Jack ignored Reacher's stare at him, and patted Paul.

"Thank you, thank you, I know I have caused a lot of trouble." Paul obviously had lingering fears about what happened just now.

Lei Che glanced at him speechlessly, implying that you are not talking nonsense, how did you come in without causing trouble?
"Everyone who comes in feels innocent." Jack remembered his role and patted Paul on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

"I'm really not a criminal. I'm a currency manager. Someone forced me to use some financial means. I was forced."

Paul looked a little agitated.

Reacher pretended not to care, but he was actually cooperating with him, "I know everyone who gets caught will say that."

"But I was really forced." Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to believe what he said, Paul became a little anxious.

"Those people made it very clear to me that if I got them into trouble."

"Are you going to lose your life?" Jack laughed at the right time.

"I really hope that's all, my boss said if I interfere with their plans, they will"

"In front of my family, they would pin me to the wall, cut off my balls, force me to eat them, and make me watch my wife and children slowly bleed to death."

Jack and Reacher didn't continue to pay attention to Paul, but looked at each other. They both noticed that there was another wave of malicious guys nearby who were paying attention to this side intentionally or unintentionally. There were more people this time, about seven or eight One, and it looks more fierce and sturdy.

(End of this chapter)