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Seeing that Lao Xie ignored him, Mad Dog wanted to speak to stimulate Lao Xie.At this time Han Lin said: "Mad dog, if you don't want to stay in the dark room, just shut up."

The mad dog shut up obediently, the 'black room' is a square three-dimensional building with a height of 1.5 meters and a width of one meter.It is said to be a dark room, but more accurately, it is a standing coffin of a child, with only one door and one ventilation hole.Adults can't straighten their backs when they go in, and they can't stretch their legs when they sit. It's so uncomfortable.Anyone who went in and came out the next day was like a serious illness, his whole body was limp and weak, and his bones and tendons were in unbearable pain.So no matter who is mentioned that place, everyone feels fear.Mad Dog is no exception, because he only went in once, and it took more than half a month to recover after he came out.

Han Lin took them to Ning Haiqing's office, and the mad dog slumped onto the sofa opposite, "Prisoner Ning! What did you ask us for? I haven't violated any discipline during this period of time."

Ning Haiqing frowned and glanced at him, and then said to Lao Xie: "Xie Jinchang! Kuang Long and one of his subordinates died, and Lao Qi was seriously injured and sent to the hospital. I don't know what happened."

"Haha,,,," the mad dog laughed wildly: "It's a good death, such a scumbag should have died a long time ago."

Lao Xie suddenly raised his head and glanced at Mad Dog, a cold light flashed in his eyes and asked, "How did you die?"

Ning Hai said coldly: "That's why I came to you. Kuang Long and his subordinates were killed by the prisoner who came in just now, and he also injured the old seven." Speaking of this, he pointed at Lao Xie, "I I warn you, this matter is over, don't go to trouble with that prisoner. And you,,,, "point to the mad dog, "Be more honest with me in the future, don't fucking bite people everywhere."

Lao Xie was fiddling with a ring on his middle finger, "Could it be that the mad dragon died just like that?"

"No! Not at all, death is death. If you think your life is long, you can go to him, but don't blame me for not reminding you, not only you can't afford this person, but even I can't afford to provoke him."

Lao Xie lowered his hands and clenched his fists violently, then quickly released them: "Is there nothing I can do?"

Ning Haiqing glanced at him: "Go back."

On the way back, Mad Dog laughed wildly: "Haha,,,, he's dead, why isn't the old Xie dead?"

Lao Xie's face turned livid, and he returned to the cell and kicked on the wall with a "bang".

"What's the matter with the boss?" The one who spoke was Dadong, in his thirties.He, Kuanglong, Lao Qi and sitting on the bed trimming his nails with a cold face, the 30-year-old young man is Lao Xie's right-hand man.Now that one died and one was seriously injured, it was equivalent to cutting off one of his arms, why wasn't Lao Xie furious.

"The wild dragon is dead, and the seventh child is seriously injured, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead." Lao Xie's tone was full of murderous intent.

The young man raised his head suddenly, only then did he see that what he was holding to trim his nails was actually a scalpel.Dadong asked sullenly, "How did you die?"

"That's what the new account did just now." Lao Xie's tone was still full of murderous intent.

"There is no explanation from the prison?"

"Hmph! They came to me just to make this big thing into a small one, and to suppress it."

"No! The mad dragon can't die in vain." Dadong said.