Strongest Guard

The vulgar young man just glanced at Lee Nanfang's clothes and immediately rushed forward with a face full of smiles, making a gesture of fawning and shaking hands.    

Lee Nanfang did not hold out his hand.    

He looked him up and down in a rather haughty manner.    

This person called out to his superior as soon as he entered the door. If Lee Nanfang didn't put on a manner that matched his status as his superior, then he would have let down this title.    

No one knew where this mysterious person came from, but it was hard to tell that they were fellow prisoners.    

You're still so respectful here, how stupid.    

Lee Nanfang stared at the wretched youth until he felt a bit uncomfortable. He wiped his hands on his clothes and was about to shake hands again, but he stopped halfway and retracted his hands.    

This person wasn't a fool. He could tell that the other party wasn't in the mood to shake hands. He knew that if he were to continue asking for more, it would only cause trouble.    

He raised his hand to scratch the back of his head and asked with a smile, "Chief, what's your name?"    

"Call me your sister, or call me Chief instead! I'll give you two layers of skin." What kind of brain is this? You've seen a head of a household go to jail. "    

These were Lee Nanfang's inner thoughts, but he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he turned his head to look at the window.    

After all, Boss Lee, who had a high IQ, had no reason to lower himself to talk to this guy who was either a real fool or a fake smart person.    

"Ah, I see. You're not allowed to say your name here. "Then I'll call you, I'll call you —"    

The wretched youth obviously didn't know how to read words, but he had to pretend that he understood the ways of the world. A pair of bean-sized eyes glanced back and forth at Lee Nanfang's uniform before finally seeing the number on his chest.    

"Number 1, ah, then I will call you Chief Number 1."    

The wretched youth thought that he had found a suitable address.    

Who would have thought that this honorific "Chief Number One" would make Lee Nanfang unable to hold it in anymore. He turned around and shouted, "Shut up! Can't you see that I'm in jail like you? Number one, what are you talking about? Can you call me that so casually? "    

Lee Nanfang wanted to slap this rat to death.    

The title of # 1 wasn't something that anyone could afford. If he accepted the name of this wretched mouse, then someone would drag Lee Nanfang out and ask him whose number one was and feed him a bullet.    

"In prison? "No, you're not here to interrogate me."    

"I'm still waiting for others to interrogate me!"    

"Then who are you?"    

"Who do you care?"    

"Then I …"    

"Don't tell me who you are, I'm not in the mood to know."    

Lee Nanfang's few words stunned the wretched youth.    

To be honest, Boss Lee was not in a good mood.    

He had been here for three days and there was a window on the old door, so he could naturally see who had been brought in.    

In these three days, there were countless intelligent, good-looking, high-spirited young men like Lee Nanfang. Occasionally, a few hot and charming girls would be brought in.    

Lee Nanfang had been wondering what his fellow prisoner would look like.    

He was looking forward to see how many great beauties would be locked up with him. Even if it was just for a day, it was better than enduring loneliness alone.    

Instead, she threw him a mouse.    

That's right, in terms of appearance, disposition, and physique, the fellow before him is no different from a mouse.    

Shouldn't you have provoked the first pig to enter the pig farm by sending a mouse?    

Why did he mention the word "pig farm"?    

This was the nickname Lee Nanfang gave to this place.    

Has anyone ever enjoyed such a life in prison?    

For three days and three nights in a row, he ate beautiful meals with a variety of patterns and basked in the world's brightest sunlight. However, he had no TV to watch, no entertainment to play with, and he could not take even half a step out of his cell.    

No?    

Lee Nanfang enjoyed it.    

Directly opposite the cell window was a row of low stone houses.    

There was not a single window in the long line of stone houses, except for the door leading in and out.    

On the wooden door in the middle of the stone house, there was a small wooden board with the words "Office" written in red. Other than a few second lieutenant officers and cooks who could be considered locals, no one else could be seen entering or exiting the door.    

Lee Nanfang didn't know what was going on behind the door.    

All he knew was that the seafood and other delicious foods he had eaten in the past few days had all been taken out of there.    

With the sign for the office and some kitchen work, anyone would have thought the room was strange.    

Unfortunately, Lee Nanfang didn't have any chance to flip out of the window and check out the other side to satisfy his curiosity.    

Outside the cell window, there were fully armed guards guarding the cell. They guarded the cell from three steps to five steps.    

Lee Nanfang had reason to believe that once he leaned half of his body out of the window, the soldiers would not hesitate to shoot.    

It's like being in a breeding ground.    

Each piglet sits in an extremely comfortable little apartment and no one locks them down, but if they dare take even half a step out of the door, they are beaten back with sticks by the pig breeders.    

Lee Nanfang could lie on the wooden bed in the cell with a cigarette in his mouth, his hands behind his head, with his camouflage cap covering his eyes, and his right leg on his left knee, swaying slowly.    

When his right foot stopped moving, anyone would think he was asleep.    

But he did not dare sleep during the day, and even his eyes remained round under the brim of his hat.    

Why didn't he dare to sleep?    

Could it be that sleeping here was prohibited during the day?    

Of course not.    

When Lee Nanfang arrived here, the second lieutenant who pushed him into the cell said, "You'd better take advantage of these days to have a good sleep, as long as you can."    

Since the locals weren't restraining Lee Nanfang from sleeping, they even advised him to sleep longer.    

Then why did he keep his eyes wide open and alert all the time?    

The reason was simple, he was afraid that if he were to fall asleep during the day, he would be too bored to sleep at night.    

On his first day here, he had slept through the night. When he woke up, it was a very quiet night.    

Sleeping at night was quite torturous.    

There was scientific evidence that men who got up early in the morning struggled to get erection, but that was when a man's mind was the purest and most physically driven. The men who got up in the middle of the night rarely struggled to get an erection, but at this time, the men were always thinking about something unspeakable, which then drove their physiology psychologically.    

Unbeknownst to them, more than 30% of the people in the world obtained the origin of life from their parents who woke up in the middle of the night.    

After a few days of leisurely living, Lee Nanfang had a deep impression of the base, "Pig Farm".    

Only the pigs in the pig farm ate, slept, woke up and ate.    

It was the kind of life he led.    

The only difference between a human and a pig was that a pig could fall in love at any time, but Lee Nanfang could not.    

Not in this place.    

Whether it was outside the prison or outside the cell, all the people in his line of sight were male figures with three legs.    

It would be useless if he really wanted to do that.    

Of course, there were men who had been lonely before. Who didn't know the benefits of being left behind?    

Lee Nanfang could use his hands, but the infrared surveillance camera in the upper right corner of the cell's room stopped Lee Nanfang from using his hands.    

Men always have a good face. When Boss Lee went crazy, he didn't mind if someone saw him doing that thing with a woman. But when he wasn't crazy, would he let others watch him use his hands under surveillance?    

Sorry, Lee Nanfang is still someone who wants to show his face.    

Thus, after the first day of an extremely depressing and sober night, he forced himself to wake up during the day.    

As a result, as soon as he woke up, he saw countless people being locked up in the prison.    

Within three days, at least eighty odd people were locked in this Custody Area, and among them, there were five women.    

That's right, Boss Lee could lose count of the number of men, but he had to know how many women had come.    

When the women arrived, they were obviously not locked in a cell.    

Lee Nanfang also clearly heard some of his peers' wolf whistles, heard the women's pouting and cursing, heard the screams of some men after they were beaten up by the women, and also heard the mockery and applause from other men when they saw the women beating people.    

In other words, the five women were each locked in a cell with a man.    

Lee Nanfang couldn't see anything like this.    

Ask the two locals at the door — they're like wood, they don't react at all.    

The more they couldn't get an answer to that question, the more agitated they became.    

Therefore, after being tortured to the point that he couldn't sleep at night and knew that a woman would appear, Lee Nanfang's only thought was that a beauty would enter his cell.    

Wait, wait.    

In the end, a mouse came.    

The kind with a tail on the back and a mouse in the front.    

Boss Lee was already giving the rat a lot of face by not kicking it with his foot.    

Do you expect him to look good?    

"Number 89, this is your training uniform!"    

A shout came from outside the cell door, breaking Lee Nanfang's awkwardness.    

The camouflage training uniform that was exactly the same as Boss Lee's was thrown in. Lao Shu hurriedly caught it and was at a loss for words.    

Lee Nanfang wasn't in the mood to see what kind of reaction the rat would have. He turned around to face the window and put his hands behind his back, leaving behind the image of an expert.    

In reality, he was observing the outside world. Looking around, he could see that many people were still being flown in by the helicopter. They were all wearing hoods, and he was looking for beauties that he could hope to bring here.    

Lee Nanfang admitted that if there really were beauties sent in, he wouldn't be able to do those unsuitable things in an open cell.    

However, it was still okay to think about it.    

Peeping was reasonable, but YY was innocent.    

"Cough cough. Number 1, do you mind if I change my clothes here?"    

Having tidied up his mood, he saw Lee Nanfang, who was once again a rookie that was filled with the radiance of a female, walk down from the helicopter. Just as he raised his interest, he was disturbed by the timid question from the mouse behind him.    

He turned his head abruptly and wanted to curse. "Change your clothes, don't disturb my YY!"    

In the blink of an eye, he saw a skinny butt raise up towards him.    

That damnable mouse, why are you asking such a boring question when you've already stripped your pants off!    

Lee Nanfang raised his foot and turned around.    

It was really dirty of his shoes to be kicked by such a person.    

"Number1, how did you get in?"    

"You know, when I was thrown on the plane, I thought they were going to shoot me in secret."    

"Hey, say something, where is this place? What do they mean by bringing us uniforms? "    

"Don't tell me, this outfit is quite suitable. It can't be custom-made, right?"    

The mouse went on and on, and Lee Nanfang was on the verge of collapse.    

Right at that moment, the door to the cell opened again. A woman had been sent in!