I sat in the office with Ying Yibin for twenty minutes, and suddenly someone knocked on the office door.

"Come in." Ying Yibin shouted to the door.

The door opened, and five or six men in uniform stood outside the door.

President, let's make a handover." The man in the lead was about 40 years old. After entering the door, he looked at He Sheng with a gaze.

In the office, He Sheng was the only one left in Ying Yibin. Obviously, He Sheng was the one he was going to hand over.

"Here, I'm here, take it away." Ying Yibin pointed at He Sheng and said.

The man nodded and looked at He Sheng with a look. Then he walked to He Sheng's side and took out a pair of handcuffs.

"There is no need for handcuffs, this is my person!" Ying Yibin's tone was full of shock.

Hearing this, the man shrugged, then put away the handcuffs: "Okay, listen to President Ying."

"Boy, come with me." The man winked at the person behind him, and immediately two people came behind He Sheng, as if they were afraid that He Sheng would run away.

He Sheng glanced at Ying Yibin, and Ying Yibin winked at He Sheng. He Sheng immediately understood and followed the man.

After leaving the base, the man took He Sheng on a bus.

There are four cars in the front and rear, and this car is in the middle.

"I'm one of the heads of Prison No. 9. My name is Qian Zhennan. I'm just President Ying's person. After you arrive at the prison, I will arrange a separate room for you. You should know the rules in the prison, right?" Qian Zhennan looked at He Sheng.

He Sheng smiled: "I understand."

"Just understand, don't cause trouble, just stay calm and peacefully." Qian Zhennan said.

He Sheng smiled and said nothing.

Ying Yibin has made the arrangements, so He Sheng obeyed the arrangements.

However, what made He Sheng feel a headache was that after entering prison, he didn’t know when he would go out?

Moreover, Ning Wanghai's death created an opportunity for the Li family.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of the No. 9 Prison outside the eastern suburbs of Kyoto.

In front of him were two huge iron doors, with the words "prison" printed on them. After getting off the bus, Qian Zhennan took He Sheng to the two doors, and others helped to open the door.

Inside the iron gate is an open area, like a huge football field, and the entire open area corresponds to the past, two Changping buildings, the prison on the right, and the building on the left is an office area.

"It's not big here..." He Sheng looked at Qian Zhennan in confusion.

Qian Zhennan smiled: "Prison No. 9, why should it be that big?"

"You can be locked up here, which means you are still capable. To put it bluntly, because you are the one who is President Ying, I will bring you back in person. If there is no such relationship, the person who comes to invite you today will break your limbs first."

He Sheng's expression changed and he shrugged helplessly.

"Everyone here was carried in when entering this door and then cured in prison." Qian Zhennan said again: "You are the first one who walked in by yourself."

"Did you see it? There are many people watching you over there." Qian Zhennan pointed to the building with the lights on the right.

Sure enough, many people were lying on the window, looking in this direction.

"Be careful after entering and don't cause trouble everywhere. I can't control some guys here. Let me tell you the truth. The building over there is missile-proof, otherwise it would be impossible to lock up these guys."

Hearing Qian Zhennan's instructions many times, He Sheng couldn't help but smile: "I understand."

Follow Qian Zhennan into the office area in the prison. Here, He Sheng first had a physical examination to prevent any explosives in his body. Then, the staff put on a small vest on He Sheng.

The vest is not bulky when worn on the body, but it is a bit cold. Qian Zhennan said that this thing contains a strong current because many guys in the prison are not honest. The staff only need to press the corresponding number of remote control to immediately radiate the person.

And this little vest actually has a fingerprint lock. If the unlocking fails, it will release an electric current.

He Sheng couldn't help but smack his lips. This thing was a bit perverted.

Soon, He Sheng was sent to the residential area of ​​the prison. The building here has four floors, with hollowed-out in the middle. The place where he lives is on both sides, and there are many fierce faces on the balcony.

Some even whistled at He Sheng.

In addition to the people of our country, there are also foreigners.

After just a glance, He Sheng realized something was wrong. He saw many practitioners, and some of them could not see their strength. This shows that their strength was above him, and those who were weaker than him were all at the fourth or fifth level.

No wonder Prison No. 9 is very dangerous. Once the practitioners in this place are released, they will not be able to harm the entire Kyoto.

"Get in." He Sheng was in the innermost room on the first floor.

When the staff took him to this door, the entire building suddenly became quiet.

A few seconds later, someone started to talk in a low voice.

"No, right? This kid is just a sixth-level celestial master who lives in a special housing?"

"Maybe he's a tough guy."

There are only two types of people who can enter the special housing of Prison No. 9. Either they are cruel people, murderous and unafraid of any restraints; or they are people with hard relationships.

And these two types of people are not afraid to provoke ordinary people in prison.

Of course, there are also many tough guys who dare to cause trouble.

There are two beds in the narrow room, one squats and one table.

This should be a room where two people live.

"Hey, there is a schedule on the wall. When to have dinner every day, when to turn off the lights, and when to have activities, they are all written very clearly. Don't come out tonight, stay in it." Qian Zhennan patted He Sheng on the shoulder and took the people away.

The iron door was locked, He Sheng narrowed his eyes and took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket.

This was when Qian Zhennan stuffed it into He Sheng’s bag when he was changing clothes, and it was a special cigarette.

From this we can see that He Sheng’s treatment is still very good.

Smoking a cigarette, He Sheng sat on the bed on his left. As soon as he sat down, He Sheng smelled a strange smell. He frowned and lay down.

At this time, a sound came from the next door to He Sheng’s right.

"Brother, can you give me a few sips of smoke?" The voice was a little thick. When He Sheng saw it, he reached out with one hand.

He Sheng couldn't help but smile.

The gate is an iron fence and thick walls on both sides, so this guy has a pretty good nose.

He Sheng walked to the gate, took out a cigarette again, lit it, and then stuffed the cigarette into the man's hand.

The man immediately stretched his hand back. He Sheng couldn't help but smile when he heard the sound of sucking clouds and vomiting.

"Wow, it feels great!" the man said in amazement: "Brother, can I take a few more puffs?"

"Get them all, I have a pack here. After the draw, I will ask Qian Zhennan to get it." He Sheng replied.

"Niu Bi! Hehe, buddy, who are you? Qian Zhennan still has to send you a cigarette?" The man said with an accent.

He Sheng smiled: "I can't count as a person, just suck it."

After saying this, He Sheng returned to the bedside.
Chapter completed!