Chapter 77 Prison No. 4

At this moment, Zhang Jun was being escorted to the prison, and the escorts were no longer those few policemen, but four heavily armed men. His hands were shackled to the roof of the car, and his feet were shackled, making it impossible for him to escape.

The road is very long, halfway there, one of the narrow-eyed men said: "This kid is about to be sent to Prison No. 4 after being arrested. It's totally out of order. There's a good chance he offended someone."

Another long-faced man immediately glared at him and said, "Shut up!"

The latter immediately fell silent, and the person who spoke out and scolded was obviously the leader of several people, and was more authoritative.

Zhang Jun sighed and said: "Brothers, I really offended someone, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out once I go in."

The long-faced man glanced at him coldly, but didn't speak.

Zhang Jun said again: "Before I go to prison, I want to make a phone call with my family. Can the big brothers lend me my phone?"

The long-faced man immediately refused: "You have been deprived of your personal freedom and cannot make phone calls. This is the rule."

"Are there any rules?" Zhang Jun sneered, "According to the rules, I shouldn't be taken directly to prison, but should wait for the court to judge. What's more, my so-called crimes were all fabricated by others. Is this considered a rule?"

The long-faced man stopped talking, obviously he didn't want to talk to Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun continued: "If you are willing to help me, I am willing to give you one million yuan in return."

The muscles at the corners of the long-faced man's eyes twitched twice, and he turned his gaze to the other three, exchanging glances with each other. After a long time, the long-faced man said: "Boy, you are quite rich, and you can say four million. But I want to know, how can I get the four million?"

Zhang Jun smiled, as long as the other party likes money, things will be easy.

"Lend me a phone, and the person on the phone will transfer the money directly to your account. I've come this far, I can't lie to you, it's very bad for me." Zhang Jun said.

The long-faced man is a decisive person. He immediately took out his mobile phone and said to Zhang Jun, "You tell me the number, and I'll dial it for you. Boy, don't play tricks, or it will look good to you!"

Zhang Jun said: "I can't run away, I don't dare to play tricks." Then he said a number, which belonged to Zhang Wu.

After the call was connected, the long-faced man handed the phone to Zhang Jun's ear, and said, "Fifth brother, I'm Zhang Jun."

Zhang Wu's voice came from the receiver: "Brother, what do you need from me?"

Zhang Jun smiled "hehe" and said, "Fifth Brother, I'm in some trouble. I'm being escorted to Prison No. 4. I don't know what the hell it is."

Zhang Wu was taken aback, and said, "Have you offended me? I've heard of the name of No. 4 Prison, which is dedicated to detaining extremely dangerous criminals. Several domestic tycoons are serving their sentences in it. In this life, they are not Figured it out. It seems that someone wanted to put you to death, so they sent you to that place."

Zhang Jundao: "There are two people who attacked me. One is Zeng Yong. He used to work in the Police Inspectorate of the Ministry of Public Security. I don't know the other. I taught Zeng Yong a lesson, and I also punished a man named Yang Hao next to him. I didn't expect his revenge to be so violent."

"Okay, don't worry, with the boss around, no one can hurt you." Zhang Wu said in a very confident tone.

Zhang Jun: "There is one more thing, you put one million into each of the four accounts immediately, and you will be paid back when you go back."

Zhang Wu didn't ask much, and agreed directly.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jun asked the four long-faced men to send Zhang Wu the account in the form of a text message. After only five minutes, all four of them received a message from the bank, reminding them that their bank accounts had an extra million.

Suddenly owning one million, the four of them felt like they were dreaming, and their impression of Zhang Jun suddenly improved a lot. The long-faced man was no longer so cruel, and asked: "Brother, thank you, with this million, our life will be much easier."

The faces of the other few people were also full of joy. One million can save them ten years of struggle, and the more they looked at it, the more they felt that Zhang Jun was pleasing to the eye.

Zhang Jun said indifferently: "You're welcome, everyone takes what they need." Then he asked casually, "How much do you guys know about Prison No. 4?"

Speaking of Prison No. 4, a trace of fear flashed across the faces of several people, and they said with long faces: "Brother, Prison No. 4 is actually nothing. Its area is not big, it only covers an area of ​​100 acres. There are not many prisoners in it, no more than two Hundreds of people. However, the prisoners in this place are all vicious, vicious and dangerous criminals."

Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Is it that scary?"

"Terrible is not enough to describe those people, they are the devils in this world!" said the thin eye, "About 20 prisoners are sent in every year, but the number of prisoners in the prison has been maintained at 136 People, no more, no less."

"So, those newcomers are all dead?" Zhang Jun was surprised and asked.

Slim Eyes nodded: "This is not the most terrifying thing. Three or five of the managers in Prison No. 4 disappear every year. No one is alive or dead."

Zhang Jun felt strange now, and asked, "Even the prison guards will disappear? Where can they go?"

His thin eyes sparkled, his voice trembled, and he said, "There are rumors that those who disappeared were eaten by more than a hundred people."

Zhang Jun shook his head, he didn't believe it was true. It's just a group of imprisoned people, no matter how powerful they are, it is impossible to compete with the country. Rumors are rumors after all, not enough to be believed.

Half an hour later, the car drove into the mountain area, and soon entered a tall and fortified iron gate, then the second iron gate, and the third iron gate. Zhang Jun counted, and the car passed through six iron gates in a row before finally stopping.

Three heavily armed prison guards walked out from a small door to complete the formalities. The long-faced man took out a stack of documents and handed them over to the other party for inspection. The man took a few glances and said, "The arrest of this person is not in accordance with the procedure, we will not accept it."

The long-faced man said: "We follow orders, please contact the people above for specific matters."

The man glanced at Zhang Jun, and then dialed a number. Humanity on the other side of the phone: "This person has committed a felony and is extremely dangerous. Our Ministry of Public Security believes that he should be sent to Prison No. 4 for detention. Of course, he will eventually be tried and convicted by the court. This person is not suitable for detention. I have to temporarily put them in your No. 4 prison."

After listening to the prison guard, he said: "Prison No. 4 can take you in on your behalf, but the time cannot exceed one month. After one month, you can come and pick them up."

"Okay." The person over there said quickly, "We won't cause trouble to Prison No. 4."

After hanging up the phone, the prison guard said coldly, "We'll accept him, you can leave now."

The long-faced man glanced at Zhang Jun, and said, "Brother, let's take care of ourselves. I hope you can come out alive." His words were so insincere that even he himself didn't believe it. Because no one can get out of Prison No. 4 alive, even if they are detained on behalf of them.

Zhang Jun smiled lightly and said nothing.

After several escorts left, three prison guards led him through a small iron gate and into a simple small room. Here, the relevant personnel asked him to sign several documents, press his fingerprints, and take photos and videos.

After doing all this, he was taken to another small room. Here, he was forced to undergo a meticulous medical check to make sure he was not carrying dangerous items. Afterwards, I changed into the prison uniform, and entered the fingerprint file and iris record.

Followed by physical health checks, physical tests, psychological tests and other links. By the time everything was over, it was already early in the morning. But at this time, he still couldn't rest, and was brought into a small room full of metal texture.

The room was very dark, with an area of ​​less than twenty square meters, but there were six tall and burly prison guards standing there, each of them standing there fiercely, staring at Zhang who was sent by ### with wolf-like eyes. all.

Zhang Jun could still laugh out loud at this moment, he raised his hand to greet the people in the room, and said, "Big brothers, please take care of me."

A prison guard snorted coldly, took a step forward, swung a rubber stick as thick as his arm, and slapped him hard in the face. If this is true, Zhang Jun estimates that at least half of his teeth will fall out.

He turned slightly, and the shackles on his feet slammed, and he moved back half a meter, with a smile still on his face, and said: "I would like to advise you, if you touch my finger, someone will pay you back ten times. I think you know , I'm not the one who should be here."

The man hit nothing, and was annoyed in his heart. He didn't listen to him, and shouted: "Boy, I won't beat you out of the shit today, and walk backwards later!" Amidst the loud shouts, he swung his stick and hit again.

Zhang Jun moved on his feet and reached his side in a flash, and then hit his elbow hard, hitting the opponent's lower abdomen with a "poof". The latter opened his mouth and said "Ah", his face was pale as paper, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he squatted down slowly, covering his stomach.

The other five people surrounded him with cold faces, with a sinister light in their eyes.

Without fear, Zhang Jun put on an air. If an expert sees his frame, he will find that it has the shadow of the Xingyiquan three body style, but upon closer inspection, it seems to be not true. His boxing posture is actually the mind-handed, masculine gesture in Shaolin's highest martial arts.

There is one matriarchy in mind, which is pouting. Twelve major movements, namely wing-spreading handle, anti-body splitting handle, progressive splitting handle, body-shifting handle, oblique handle, homeopathic handle, reverse push handle, swing handle, swing handle, spread wings handle, push handle, Tiger pounce. The well-known Xingyiquan was formed after the fusion of Xinyiba, Yuejiaquan and Daqiangshu.

Xinyi is a secret skill of Shaolin School that cannot be passed on to outsiders, and it is also a secret skill of Dharma protection that Shaolin monks are eager to learn and master. Because this method is incomparably wonderful, its lethality is astonishing, and it is not easy to obtain it, so it has always been kept secret. Even the Shaolin disciples are cautious and careful when they teach it, and they are selected repeatedly. Hua Buyi once said that very few people can practice the mind to the sixth.

This mind is exactly one of the thirty-six secret books that Hua Buyi fetched. Zhang Jun's first practice was mind control, and he already had experience.

As soon as he put on airs, five people bullied him. Only his figure swayed, and the shackles on his feet did not affect his movements in the slightest. Without knowing how to move, one of them felt a tightness in his chest, and was knocked out of the air, while the other four were also thrown into space.