Chapter 317 You Don’t Think I’m Taking Revenge on Someone Else, Do You? ! !

In order to seek understanding, Lou Rui had to turn his eyes to the two people who followed Guan Zhong. He carefully pointed at his head with his finger, and then asked with some caution and doubt:

"Guan Zhong, has he encountered any stimulation recently, or is he suffering from a serious brain disease?"

The two people who followed 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. Their faces showed unconcealed understanding and...envy? ! !

Lou Rui looked at the strange expressions on the two people's faces, and confusion slowly creeped into his fierce eyes. For a moment, he actually felt a little cold in his bones.

Lou Rui likes to bully people, but the ones he likes to bully are normal people. He doesn't want to bully people with mental illness, not to mention there are still three of them!

Lou Rui turned around and was about to leave, not even planning to ask for the trolley.

However, at this moment, Song Pingan and Jiang Li, who had never made any move, suddenly stood in front of Lou Rui.

They didn't stop Lou Rui just now because Guan Zhong didn't give a signal. They understood that Guan Zhong wanted to catch up with old friends and they didn't want to disturb him easily.

Now it seems that Guan Zhong is reliving and enjoying it, but Lou Rui is not enjoying it, and he is somewhat ignorant.

Wang Ping'an turned his neck slightly, then steadily pulled out the electric baton with his right hand and flicked it, making a crackling arc sound in the air.

Lou Rui was not afraid. He was somewhat confident in his own power. Then, he saw Jiang Li slowly take out a pistol from his arms, and the dark muzzle was aimed at his eyebrows without hesitation. .

Yes, in order to ensure that Guan Zhong could enjoy the perfect "reward" time, Feng Mu specially asked them to go to the security office to collect the guns.

Of course, all this is still done in the name of the warden.

Lou Rui's pupils shrank suddenly, and the expressions of several prison guards who were passing by to watch the excitement also changed.

In the Second Ward, although colleagues are not prohibited from reasoning with each other to solve problems, the nature of using firearms is completely different.

At such a close distance, Lou Rui was not sure of avoiding the bullets. However, he did not show too much fear. Instead, he snorted coldly:

"Aiming a gun at one of your own people, do you know what the crime is?"

Bang--

Respond to his crisp gunshot!

Lou Rui's eyes almost bulged out. He touched his eyebrows in horror, but did not touch the warm blood that he expected.

He was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to realize something. He lowered his head stiffly and saw a hole in his knee. Blood was pouring out of the hole and wet his trouser legs.

At this moment, the dull nerve endings finally felt sharp pain. Lou Rui's knees softened, he leaned forward, and fell heavily to the ground.

He lay on his side on the cold ground, hugging his injured knee tightly with both hands, and pressed his cheek against the blood-stained ground. The cold and wet touch stimulated his face to become twisted and ferocious. He stared at the man coming behind him. silhouette.

Guan Zhong walked up to Lou Rui calmly and looked down at him. This was the first time in his life that he appreciated Lou Rui from this angle. He felt that his soul had been purified and he smiled like an innocent child. Children are average.

Guan Zhong couldn't help but flash Feng Mu's calm and gentle face in his mind, and murmured to himself:

"Thank you to fate for hearing my prayers and allowing me to finally meet Feng Mu today."

For three full seconds, Guan Zhong seemed to have fallen into some kind of trance, and then he came back to his senses and took a greedy breath of air.

Immediately afterwards, Guan Zhong glanced around, as if he was questioning Lou Rui, and seemed to be explaining to the watching prison guards:

"Then, Lou Rui, what is your crime for secretly participating in planning a prisoner riot and killing hundreds of colleagues?"

Lou Rui stared at Guan Zhong, his eyes unblinking as Guan Zhong moved his hand back and forth, aiming at his chest, throat, and the muzzle between his eyebrows as if playfully. His throat was as dry as if he had swallowed sandpaper.

He couldn't understand what Guan Zhong was saying at all, and it was as if his brain was shut down. He could only squeeze out a few words instinctively:

"I didn't, you..."

Guan Zhong stepped on Lou Rui's knee, and the sole rubbed hard. Lou Rui immediately felt as if he was being shocked by an electric shock, his whole body convulsed, and he let out a heart-rending scream.

Guan Zhong remained unmoved. There was even a hint of intoxication on his face, as if he was listening to a beautiful piece of music. He said quietly:

"We are all prison guards, so there is no need to say such things, it is meaningless.

All the prisoners in Ward No. 2 claim that they were wronged, so even if you want to talk about it, you have to say something new, or do you think..."

Guan Zhong did not hide his villain-like evil face at all. He reluctantly removed the soles of his shoes and slowly squatted down. His voice was low and slow, revealing a chilling viciousness:

"We have no evidence to come to you. You don't think I want to take revenge on you, hahahaha——"

Guan Zhong's face was too villainous, and finally a prison guard who couldn't stand him stood up and said coldly:

"What are you doing? Who allowed you to shoot? You said he was related to the riots in the 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, and quickly took out a mobile phone.

He turned on the phone, opened the address book, and found the phone number dialed by the "murderer".

At this moment, the corner of his mouth curled up with a "Sure enough" arc, which was a cold and confident smile, and then he asked Lou Rui sinisterly:

"Explain to me why this person killed the palace worker and then called you immediately. 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 revealed in his words, even if it was not detailed, was really arousing to everyone's ears.

Anyone with some brains seemed to have heard something, and looked at Lou Rui with a gloomy expression, waiting for his explanation.

Lou Rui's eyes were fixed on the inexplicable number on the phone screen, and he felt like his brain was in a mess.

He looked at the angry gazes of the prison guards around him, and then at Guan Zhong's gloomy eyes. His face was flushed and red, like a cooked shrimp, his tongue seemed to be tied up, and his words became stammering:

"I, I really...don't...don't know!!!"

Guan Zhong was so angry that he laughed and said with a sneer:

"Ha, I don't know. Haha, it seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Whatever, if you don't want to confess in public, then come with us and talk slowly."