Chen Zhao originally thought that he had been preparing for a long time, and had the intention to make plans but not the intention, so he could definitely capture Taoism.

But unexpectedly, the cat demon was extremely fast, and his body leaped and avoided Chen Zhao's attack.

At the same time, the cat demon still had its claws deep inside, scratching Chen Zhao's arm.

But even Chen Zhao's skin was not scratched.

Chen Zhao grabbed it with his backhand, and this time he was faster.

Seeing that the cat demon could not beat Chen Zhao, his body leaped and rushed to the ceiling, then jumped three times, landed at the door, and turned into white smoke and drilled out of the crack in the door.

call--

Morocco's whole person bounced up, his face full of fear.

"Boss Chen, Bai Mengyan, Bai Mengyan...that's Bai Mengyan...it wants to kill me, it wants to kill me..."

Morocco was really scared. He almost thought he would die.

If Chen Zhao hadn't beaten that Bai Mengyan away, he would have been dead.

Chen Zhao curled his lips, pinched Morocco's chin, and looked at the traces on his neck.

Morocco's neck was not very deep, but it left bruises.

"I can't die, I'll go to bed." Chen Zhao lay back on the bed.

Morocco could not sleep at this time, so he pushed Chen Zhao: "Boss Chen, don't sleep, what if Bai Mengyan comes again."

"Disturbate me to sleep, do you want to die, right?" Chen Zhao turned around and glared at Morocco.

"No...Boss Chen, what if Bai Mengyan attacks you?"

"No matter who disturbs me from sleep, I will kill you, whether it is you or it." Chen Zhao glared at Morocco fiercely: "Get out of here, don't disturb me from sleep."

Morocco was crying but not crying, and Chen Zhao was his only support.

Chen Zhao was fearless, but Morocco, who had just escaped from the gates of hell, dared not close his eyes.

I didn't fall asleep all night, so I just nestled in the corner of the bed, not daring to close my eyes.

The next day—

After breakfast, it is time to let the air go.

Morocco has become Chen Zhao's tyrant, following Chen Zhao in an endless manner.

He was really scared last night.

After thinking for a night, he felt more and more that Chen Zhao was not an ordinary person.

How could ordinary people not be afraid at all when facing such situations?

Yes, maybe Chen Zhao is a wizard from the East.

Maybe he came to prison on purpose and arrested the white nightmare.

"No. 013, someone will come to see you." The warning shouted.

No. 013 is Chen Zhao's number.

When Chen Zhao visited the place where he visited, he was not the kind of contact between a telephone through a piece of glass, but a table and two chairs, facing each other.

There were already several prisoners in the visiting room here. Chen Zhao saw David sitting at the table and walked forward.

"Chen, Inro, who had already died, surrendered to the police station last night. Do you know this?"

"Is he not dead?"

"No, and not at all injured, intact, he had completely pleaded guilty. In order to frame you, he deliberately hired someone who looked similar to you, and then staged that farce, but he seemed to be scared."

"Then when can I go out?"

"I'm stepping up the procedures for you now and I'll be able to go out this afternoon."

"Well, can you slow down a little bit? By the way, send Inro to this prison."

Before, Chen Zhao had been deliberately trying to get out, but now that he can get out, Chen Zhao didn't want to get out so quickly.

"Let me out tomorrow." Chen Zhao said.

"Don't kill anyone," David said, "I don't want you to be in jail."

"Don't worry, I won't."

After receiving David's news, Chen Zhao felt relieved.

However, West also informed him that it would take two or three days to go out for a secret mission.

Going back now will make Fali suspicious.

Chen Zhao has always reported good news but not bad news to Fali.

After all, Fali is full of belly now, and Chen Zhao doesn't want her emotions to fluctuate too much.

"Boss Chen, why are you so happy?"

When Morocco saw Chen Zhao coming back from visiting prison, the haze on his face seemed to be dispelled, and his face was filled with sunshine.

"The bastard who framed me will be sent here in the afternoon." Chen Zhao's smile suddenly became cruel again.

"Someone dares to frame you, Boss Chen?"

"Not before, but this time there are."

Suddenly, Morocco's face became very ugly: "Boss Chen, are you going out soon?"

"Yeah, I'll go out tomorrow."

Morocco became trepidated: "Then...what if White Nightmare comes to me again tonight?"

Chen Zhao glanced at Morocco. To be honest, if it were the case, Chen Zhao would never care about the life or death of a person like Morocco.

But when a person reaches another environment, his thinking will also change.

Chen Zhao felt that Morocco was not that bad at this moment.

"You are just robbing a few hundred dollars, you should only be imprisoned for a few days, right? I'll help you bail." Chen Zhao said.

"No... I even injured someone... I'll probably be imprisoned for half a year this time." Morocco said with a sad face.

"Didn't you come in for delivery? Why do you still hurt someone?"

"I was robbing and hurting people, and then a local little boss came to me and asked me to come in and deliver a batch of goods."

"Make ten thousand dollars and then lock in for half a year? I really don't understand what you think."

Chen Zhao shook his head: "Tell me, if you are released on bail, how much does it cost?"

"It's estimated that it's no less than 50,000 US dollars..."

Chen Zhao thought about it for a while and said, "I can lend it to you, but after going to court, the bail will be returned to me."

For Chen Zhao and Morocco, this place is a temporary prison. After being sentencing to court, there is a high probability that it will be transferred to other prisons.

The crime rate of the US imperialists has always remained high, and they also have the largest number of prisoners in the world, with more than four million prisoners in custody, so there are also many prisons.

There are more than thirty prisons in the large area of ​​Los Angeles.

Generally speaking, the larger the city, the more people there are, the more criminals there are, and of course the more prisons there are.

Unless Morocco is extremely lucky, it will be assigned here again.

Generally, prisoners assigned by judicial organs are randomly assigned to prisons, unless they are individual military prisons or special prisons. Most other ordinary prisons are divided into places where they have more empty rooms.

Morocco has been to prison six times before, and twice came to this prison.

If his luck is really bad, Chen Zhao can't do anything about it.

It is already a perfect end to help him pay bail.

If he comes here again, Chen Zhao will not be able to go to prison to protect him again.

And that white nightmare is very difficult to deal with.

It’s not that it’s so powerful, it’s just that it’s not smooth and can’t be caught.

"Hey, that big guy over there, come here." Chen Zhao waved to see the big guy he beaten yesterday.

The big guy stopped dodging and took the initiative to run to Chen Zhao.

"Boss Chen, is there anything wrong?"

"Do you have gays in your men?"

"Boss Chen, do you like this taste?" the big guy asked in surprise.

Chen Zhao glared at the big guy: "It's not that I like it, it's that a friend of mine wants to come in in the afternoon. He likes this taste."
Chapter completed!