violent love affair

The food in the prison can no longer be described as poor. A large bowl of mashed potatoes with diced onions, a few slices of stale white bread, and a cup of instant Guozhen are the dinners provided to all prisoners, and everyone is treated equally.

Of course, if someone can get access to some high-energy foods such as vacuum-packed meat or chocolate, and slip enough dollar bills to the guards who guard them, they will appreciate the "improvement of life" of these people. "Open one.

Friendly reminder: gold bars, jewelry and other equivalents are accepted.

Du Zhuoyang had no interest in the bad diet in the prison. He just picked up the juice glass to moisten his throat, but after taking a few sips, he frowned and put it back in place.

The taste of this glass of juice is extremely bad. Not only does it have an obviously inferior pungent artificial flavor, but it also has a greasy bitter taste in the mouth.So he licked his mouth a little and put it back.

Half an hour later, the patrolling prison guards took away the untouched food—they were familiar with this phenomenon. When most newcomers first came in, they would refuse food that looked as bad as eating it. food, but they will all wisely choose to give in after two or three days.

After dinner time passed, it was a more silent and dull time.Under the direct light of high-power incandescent lamps, the scene in each cell is clearly visible.

Living on the right side of the narrow room where Du Zhuoyang lived was a man who appeared to be of Latin race. At this time, he was slamming on the fence and shouting loudly for the prison guard to bring him some toilet paper.

"Hurry up! You sons of bitches! If you don't bring it to me, I'll greet your wives and daughters as soon as I get out!" the man said cursingly, "Let the warden come and talk to me, You are violating my basic personal rights!"

Du Zhuoyang lay back on the narrow plank bed. This terrible environment could not shake him in the slightest. He had experienced even more hell-like scenes when he was carrying out some secret affairs of the family when he was a teenager.

Ever since he took over the seemingly glamorous but arduous task of being the quasi-patriarch of the Du family, everyone saw only his response and promises under the stars, but rarely saw him do it for him. So much pressure and a mountain of responsibility to bear.

The history of the Du family's involvement in the underworld can be traced back to four or five hundred years ago in the last century. Such a long-standing and growing family has tied up the interests of too many people and provoked the hatred of too many people.It's hard to lose the tail, and it's hard to turn the ship around... Today, when the major families intervene in the military affairs of various countries to seek greater benefits, a small mistake in decision-making may become an ant nest that drags down the embankment of thousands of miles.

Especially after being forced to evacuate from Huaguo, how the Du family can maintain the normal operation of such a huge dark empire and even advance instead of retreating after losing the greatest reliance in the eyes of outsiders is the heaviest mountain in Du Zhuoyang's heart .

Now, staying in this narrow cell of less than 8 square meters, Du Zhuoyang can finally, in such an extremely closed environment, carefully sort out his thoughts, thoughts, desires and desires one by one, and turn them in his heart thousands of times. Then he calmed down a little.

However, this rare peace of mind did not last long, and Du Zhuoyang felt that something was wrong.

——How did the light from the incandescent lamp overhead become so intense?It was as if every ray of light could be concretized and pierced through the skin with the same scorching heat...

——Moreover, this inexplicable hot feeling not only evaporates on the surface of the skin irradiated by the light, but also silently drills into the deepest part of the body until there...

——Sweat billowed as if inspired, all the pores on the body widened, the senses seemed to be magnified a thousand times, and there was even the illusion of wind caressing the body...

Du Zhuoyang bit the corner of his lips hard, and his sharp teeth cut into the softness of the inside of the mouth. The sharp pain and the sweet smell of blood brought him back to his senses in an instant.

He suppressed the discomfort in his body, tried his best to maintain normal movements, and walked to the side of the shower pipe with only one faucet.

But after unscrewing it, the water droplets slowly dripping from the water pipe didn't even connect to the waterline that didn't make sense.

damn it!Du Zhuoyang punched hard on the alloy water pipe, punching the latter in a crooked arc.

Hearing the sound, the prison guard who came over to check out tapped on the thick railing with his baton and shouted loudly, "People inside, be quiet!"

Du Zhuoyang turned around and glared fiercely at the policeman.

The man in the iron blue uniform couldn't help but want to back away from this stare: this was not the first time he saw Du Zhuoyang's eyes, in fact he was among the eight policemen who escorted Du Zhuoyang into the cell.

At that time, when he saw this well-known underworld man being imprisoned quietly by them without any resistance or the legendary "dominant spirit", he joked with his colleagues that the so-called "Dark Emperor" was nothing more than in this way.

But now seeing Du Zhuoyang's eyes, he realized how wrong he was before: just looking at this eyes, he felt a shuddering feeling of shrinking.

This is an absolutely dangerous person. He has seen too many bombers, murderers, even corpse dismemberment and serial murderers, but no one has more powerful eyes than this person.

For Du Zhuoyang, incomplete self-control is the lowest limit of his tolerance—and the degree of humiliation without control this time is even far higher than that damn night on the way to be hunted down last time.

Surrounded by a kind of murderous aura that no one should enter, he stepped in front of the railing in two or three steps, grabbed the end of the baton stretched between the iron bars, and pulled it violently, even pulling the prison guard who was holding the baton. It has to be attached to the railing.

Then Du Zhuoyang let go of the baton in his hand, stretched out his hand to grab the prison guard's neck, and said to him coldly: "Water, ice water... Also, if I hear your nonsense again, I will let you die for the rest of your life!" Neither can speak."

"You are assaulting the police!" The man whose neck was strangled by him said in horror, "Do you know the consequences of assaulting the police here?...You will have your arms broken and locked in a claustrophobic room for 24 days. hours and then being…”

Du Zhuoyang interrupted him: "You still have five seconds to decide whether you want me to really attack the police."

After feeling the tightening of the fingers pinching his neck, the prison guard almost yelled, "I'll get you water!"

After hearing the noise coming from the direction of Du Zhuoyang's cell, Vajim turned his attention to it.

—Have you started yet?

He once met Du Zhuoyang in an arms transaction in South Africa six years ago. Although Du Zhuoyang at that time was not as restrained and steady as he is now, he had brought out his youthful flamboyance to the fullest. Compared with Europeans and Americans, Asians have thinner physiques and delicate oriental features, which made him say a few teasing words with his mouth bigger than his head.

He has already forgotten the content of those words that he said at that time. He only remembers that when Du Zhuoyang gave an order, the men who followed him rushed up... The seemingly thin yellow-skinned monkeys were extremely difficult to pass. And Shang's style of play seemed messy but coordinated just right, causing him to be overturned to the ground in a short time.

Then the man sitting there with his legs crossed as if he was watching a play casually said something that he still remembers until now.

Du Zhuoyang said: "Since the mouth is so bad, let's wash his mouth properly."

Vajim stuck out his tongue and licked his broken front teeth.

For so many years, he has not changed any dentures, just to remember the man who sat there and watched his teeth being broken indifferently. I have had evil thoughts.

Thinking of Du Zhuoyang's posture of changing clothes and his disappearing body line in the afternoon, Vajim felt that his lower body was getting harder with the spread of memories...

Time passed too slowly.

Time passed too slowly.

Fang Shuping kept looking at the gold-plated rolling curtain white crane birthday clock in the northeast corner of the living room. In his eyes, the swinging pendulum was almost at a standstill.

So, he simply stepped forward and grabbed the bell pillars on both sides, vigorously shook them left and right a few times, and finally stretched out his hand and patted them hard several times.

"Stop it!" Second Master Du was unhappy, "That's a good thing that came out of the palace. If it's not serious or serious, I'll break it and I'll pay for it with your life!"

"I have one at home that is exactly the same, and I will compensate you." Fang Shuping waved his hand casually, then turned his face and wanted to tinker with this clock again, "Besides, your clock is broken, and you don't move the hands for a long time. Let me fix it for you." Fix it."

"Get lost!" Du Zihong saw that he was about to make trouble again, and hurriedly pushed Fang Shuping aside, "Your old grandpa doesn't understand these good things at all, and yours is no match for me. Give it to me to fix it, it will be fine if you don’t dismantle it for me!”

Fang Shuping stopped holding his hand, glanced at the watch on his hand and began to fidget again: "I think my watch is broken and can't go away, as expected, foreign products are not a good thing!"

After Du Zihong rescued his precious treasure, he heaved a sigh of relief and went back to his seat to drink his own tea. Regardless of Fang Shuping's burning with anxiety, he shook his head and said, "Young people don't know how to cultivate themselves. I like When you were your age, you also had a fiery temper. Now that you are older, you realize that you can’t spend your whole life screaming and killing, and you must first nourish your heart to nourish your body."

After tossing around for a while, Fang Shuping also felt a little tired and dry mouth. In a blink of an eye, he saw that "father-in-law" was holding up a small saucer, squinting his eyes and muttering something about "nourishing the heart", and immediately walked over in twos and threes. Also said: "Taste your good tea."

He spoke politely, but his actions were not polite at all. He picked up the teacup that Du Zihong had poured for him and wiped it down in one gulp. Feeling that he didn't taste anything, he reached out and picked up the purple sand teapot on the side, opened the lid and poured it directly. down.

After finishing the work, he wiped his mouth and said, "Good tea!"

Du Zihong was stunned by the sidelines, so he snatched the purple sand pot from his hand in anger, held it tremblingly in his hand, and couldn't speak smoothly: "You bastard with no tutor! How did your grandfather teach you?" your!"

"I usually drink my grandfather's tea like this." Fang Shuping said sincerely.

"No matter how rough your grandfather is, he won't let you do this!" Du Zihong was furious, and directly called the old man of the Fang family a "rough guy"... God is so pitiful, Mr. Fang obviously values ​​education and family rules the most one of.

"Uh..." Fang Shuping replied in a low voice, "No, so he usually beats me."

"I'll beat you to death, you little bastard too!" Second Master Du picked up Chen Xiang Ruyi at his hand, and beat Second Young Master Fang shamelessly.

"What did you just say?" Fang Shuping was deeply conscious of "being a son-in-law", so he didn't dare to hide too completely, so he could only persuade him while being beaten by "Ouch", "Nurse The weight of the body is to nourish the heart, to nourish the heart! Don't look back on your wishful discount and count it on me, it's not worth it..."

Du Zihong stopped his hand immediately after hearing the words, and pointed at Fang Shuping with the Ruyi in his hand in the style of the old world: "I now regret the proposal of a high-quality grandson you said! With you making such a fuss There is no way my grandson will be any better with my genes!"

"How is it possible?" Fang Shuping said righteously, "I grew up with my grandfather when I was young, and your grandson will grow up with you in the future. Can this be the same?"

After thinking about it, Du Zihong nodded emphatically: "That's right! I know how to teach my grandson more than that old man, and I will definitely not be able to make you look like you in the future."

"Look at the Zhuo Yang you brought out, and then look at me that my grandfather brought out." Fang Shuping flattered him repeatedly, "So what you said is right, absolutely right."

Du Zihong glared at Fang Shuping, knowing that he was worried, so he used such a method to divert his attention and cover up his emotions. He felt his sincerity towards Du Zhuoyang, but he never lost his temper again. .

Just when Fang Shuping couldn't hold back the anxiety in his heart again, even if he was blocked by his future "father-in-law", he would rush out regardless, find his grandfather, father and elder brother, and no matter what method he used, he would fish him out When he came, he finally got the good news that he had been thinking about.

As soon as he received the news of Du Shao's accident, Ji Boda stopped all his work. After nearly a day of running around, he came to Rocky Mountain in a dusty suit in the evening.

"Master Du," Jiboda, who has always been described as a "venomous smile", hardly smiled at the moment, but looked very tired, "The Ministry of Justice has issued a warrant, requiring the FBI in Vail City to Release him immediately."

"It's finally done!" Du Zihong slapped the armrest and stood up. He didn't have the appearance of a good old man who has cultivated himself in recent years, and his aura of a hero is so strong that you don't need to look directly at him. "My Du family endured humiliation and evacuated from their homeland , and finally made this step that everyone thought was impossible!"

——Gain the trust of the U.S. government, and then use this to completely enlarge the Du family's control over the underworld forces on the entire world map, and then gain absolute control over the gray area, and even exert a terrible influence on the entire hierarchy of forces force.

The forced evacuation from Huaguo is only a superficial deception, or a test of the Huaguo government: if you can retreat safely, you can cut off the seemingly inextricable connection with the Huaguo government. Then use this identity similar to the "voting certificate" to gain limited trust from other governments.

It doesn't have to be all, just a limit.

Otherwise, how could the Du family's power not only not weaken but grow stronger after retreating from the Hua Kingdom?

This is because under Hua Guo's laissez-faire, the Du family never lost their rule over Hua Guo's underworld forces!

At that time, after Du Zhuoyang was attacked, he once reminded the old man of the Qi family: "Although the Hua government drove my Du family out of Hua country, why is my Du family unscathed until today?—— If you think about this, you can live longer."

After thinking about it, the old man Qi broke out in a cold sweat: What does this mean?This shows that the Huaguo government does not want any damage to the Du family!

But now, the warrant issued by the US Department of Justice finally showed its acceptance of the Du family.

Du Zihong pointed to Ji Boda and ordered without a doubt: "Go and rest."

"I'm going to pick up Young Master Du." Ji Boda argued hastily.

"No, let him go." Du Zihong pointed at Fang Shuping, "Let him go and slap those FBIs in the face!"

The reason why Du Zhuoyang was detained this time was that he was suspected of intentionally hurting someone, but the person who went to pick him up at this time was the one who was intentionally hurt.

What a slap in the face this must have been to the FBI who forcefully took Du Zhuoyang away that day.