A yellow fully enclosed prison car parked on the square inside the prison. Twenty prisoners wearing handcuffs and shackles and wearing prison uniforms stood in a long line one by one. Dozens of policemen with live ammunition were guarding the side. Fang Zhongxin and Wang Kunlun stood at the end of the line.
"I don't know what the environment in the new prison is like. In the desert, it's annoying to think about it," Fang Zhongxin muttered sadly next to Wang Kunlun.
"No, why do you want to change prisons? Isn't it good to be locked up here?"
Fang Zhongxin pointed to the prison area where the prisoners were held, and said: "You don't even look at how many people are detained here. Gamblers, drug dealers, and mafia are almost overcrowded. The crime rate in Las Vegas is still very high." High, a lot of people are locked in every year, and there is almost no room for it, so we can only open up a new detention area, and there are many people who have not been sentenced, such as you and me, who have to move there. Those who are repatriated and sent to other states will go there¡±
Wang Kunlun was very bored. He would have to start all over again if he had to evacuate within a few days after he was familiar with a place, especially in the depths of the desert, it was even more difficult to go out.
After all the formalities were completed, the police began to organize the prisoners to board the car. The yellow prison car was adapted from an ordinary bus, but the windows were welded to death by steel pipes, and the seat leading from the driver's seat to the rear was welded. The iron gate, the door will be locked after the prisoner is locked inside, and the outside of the car is also equipped with steel plates, which is very tightly guarded.
Wang Kunlun and Fang Zhongxin were the last to board the car. They started from the front row and walked backwards. When they got to the middle, Wang Kunlun paused for a while and turned to look at a man in his fifties with a gloomy face. white man.
"Shua" Wang Kunlun just glanced at him, and the other party seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look over, both of them were slightly taken aback at the same time.
The reason for being dazed was not because they knew each other, but because Wang Kunlun found that this person had a strong evil spirit, and the eyes that looked at him indifferently carried a fierce breath. The handcuffs and ankle shackles are much thicker than other mortals.
This must be an extremely dangerous felon, and was given special treatment by the prison.
"Let's go, what are you looking at? The police behind are starting to urge you. If you don't move away, it's time to draw up the batons." Fang Zhongxin pushed Wang Kunlun, and then the two sat at the end of the line: "What were you looking at just now?" ?¡±
"nothing"
"Hehe, did you just look at that man named Sanchez again?"
"Who?" Wang Kunlun asked.
Fang Zhongxin pouted his mouth forward and said, "The one in the middle, by the window, is the man you stood and watched before. His name is Sanchez."
"Just looking at him out of curiosity, do you know him?"
"If I knew him, a few lives would not be enough to die, big man"
Wang Kunlun asked: "How big is he?"
"Look outside and you'll know." Fang Zhongxin pointed to the outside of the car.
Wang Kunlun turned his head and looked out of the car. On his side, three armored vehicles were parked side by side on the left side of the prison car. They were equipped with heavy machine guns. Six policemen stood beside a car. He looked forward again. , There are two Hummer h2 parked in the leading position, and there are also three armored personnel carriers behind.
"With just this car, is it possible for twenty people to make such a big battle?" Wang Kunlun raised the handcuffs on his hands and said, "I also wear this thing, and there are also under the feet, and the zombies can't move. What are the police worried about?"
"Of course I was worried about that big man. We were transferred this time, and a large part of the reason was because of him. The prison in Las Vegas is too close to the city, and the situation is relatively chaotic. In order to avoid accidents, everyone was transferred to the prison. It was transferred, if it wasn't for Sanchez, we probably wouldn't have been transferred so quickly."
Wang Kunlun glanced forward. The man named Sanchez seemed to be sleeping on his stomach with his hands on the seat and his head on his arms.
"Who is he?"
"You don't pay much attention to the news?" Fang Zhongxin asked.
"I want to pay attention, but only if I can understand it"
"Ah, that's right." Fang Zhongxin continued: "The man named Sanchez is a big drug lord in Mexico. He is well-known. Every year, except for the Golden Triangle and Afghanistan, the rest of Sanchez's drug cartel is It accounts for nearly half, and it is said that he has more than a thousand private armed forces under him. He is very arrogant and domineering, and the Mexican police have always had nothing to do with him.¡±
Wang Kunlun asked in surprise: "How come the Mexican drug lords are in the United States?"?Caught it? "
"These two places are next to each other, just across the street, don't you know?" Fang Zhongxin rolled his eyes at him, and said, "Actually, he is also unlucky. He left Mexico to come to the United States to discuss drug business, and he was on the high seas." , but he did not expect to be betrayed by his subordinates. The Coast Guard stopped him on the spot, and then escorted him to a prison in Las Vegas. After he came, the defense force was directly strengthened, but the United States and Mexico was still worried about accidents, so we had to change places, and we were kind of borrowing his light, understand?"
"I understand what a fart" Wang Kunlun was itching his teeth with hatred. He could still think about it in the previous prison. He studied with Xiaoliang and the others. Now that he has changed places and the defense is deepened, how can he think about it?
Sanchez is unlucky, and he is not so lucky!
After waiting for more than ten minutes, the police outside seemed to be ready, and the prison car began to move slowly. The surrounding armored vehicles and the leading Humvee surrounded the car very tightly, and the siren sounded all the way towards the outside of Las Vegas. go.
Wang Kunlun sat at the back with a gloomy face, panting heavily, with a look of displeasure.
After driving for half an hour, Sanchez in the middle suddenly sat up straight and turned his head to look out the window. Wang Kunlun could just see his eyes from behind, and his fierce eyes became a little unpredictable at this time.
After the escort convoy drove out of the city, the surrounding area became desolate, with no human habitation and few vehicles. There was an endless desert on both sides, and a straight road led to the depths of the desert.
It was very quiet in the prison car, no one spoke, only a faint gasp.
At this time, Sanchez, who was sitting in the middle of the car, stood up suddenly and slammed his head against the railing on the window.
"Bang, bang, bang" was very loud, and after a while, Sanchez's face was covered with blood.
"What is this for? I can't think about it so much," Fang Zhongxin asked blankly.
Ahead, several policemen in custody knocked on the iron door, pointed to this side and said something.
Sanchez ignored the police's scolding at all, and continued to hit his head frantically.
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