The Mongolian Army had a deep understanding of Lao Liao at this time, thinking: "It doesn't cost much money to enjoy the starving ghosts, and it can win their loyalty. It's so powerful. Everyone can add icing on the cake, but it's not that simple to help in time. When those prisoners come out in the future, it would be strange if they don't devote themselves to Teacher Liao."

His idea is only half correct, and he is right to be kind and righteous, but he needs to be strong himself so that others will respect and fear.

The prisoners in the 205 prison almost thought that it was the Chinese New Year. Xiaoqiang opened the plastic bag and grabbed the white-cut chicken pieces, tear off a piece of pork and put it into his mouth. The taste buds almost exploded. Drinking honey when full is not sweet, and eating bran as sweet as honey when hungry is not the case. This is true. Although the kitchen skills of the detention center restaurant are not very good, it is still enough to make him so happy that he faints and falls into shock, and then on the verge of death.

"Brother Bing, you are like a god in the sky. You are a Bodhisattva who saves suffering..." Xiaoqiang first ate a few pieces, then distributed the part with more bones to everyone, and everyone's flattery came in a steady stream.

Liao Xuebing saw Liang Ci, whose body was half inserted into the toilet, and asked, "Have you allowed them to receive a profound education?"

Xu Li curled up on the ground, covered in blood, and nothing was intact. It was like an Indonesian city passing by a tsunami, which was terrible. As his dear nephew, Liang Ci was stripped of all clothes, her skin was bruised everywhere, her face was purple from frozen, and her head was covered with feces and urine. Her eyes were full of fear. It seemed that if she had to move a few more times, she would be forced to become mentally ill.

"Our Murong family uses his own way to do it. If you put Guan Muyun in prison, I will naturally let you taste it. When you punish others, think clearly and think about it first if you were punished by yourself, so what?" Liao Xuebing stood in front of him and said condescendingly.

Liang Ci's spirit was almost at a loss and was beaten for more than an hour. He was tortured by any prison. When he heard Lao Liao's words, he only nodded and was at a loss.

Xiaoqiang was smart enough to come. I heard that Brother Bing just wanted this kid to taste the taste. He would like to mention what he had gone out later and filled a bucket of water with a broken plastic bucket on Liang Ci. In December, even in the southern city of Zhonghai, it was only two or three degrees. How high is the temperature in the prison room? It is still cold and frozen to the heart and lungs.

Liang Ci wanted to call for help, but first, there was no one to help her. It was useless to call her, but second, her tongue was so cold that she couldn't shout. Xiaoqiang poured a few more buckets of water until she used up the water quota in the prison today before rinsing the kid.

At the beginning, my whole body was like ten thousand needles. After a few buckets of water, I couldn't feel anything, leaving only stiffness and numbness. The tremor was like a 40,000-time impact drill per minute. The speed was so fast that it even produced a phantom. The prison friend said that he was confused about his eyes.

Xiaoqiang flew him out of the toilet and said, "Isn't this kid so fucked? It would be unlucky to die in our prison. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so don't let us live a year of uneasy."

"He seems to be so cold that he is almost out of reach." A prison friend told the truth.

Xiaoqiang said, "Then warm up his body so that he can exercise his muscles and not be afraid of the cold attack. I always exercise like this!" He raised his foot and stepped on Liang Ci, who was in a very unlucky manner.

Liao Xuebing smiled and said, "Okay. Are you doing nothing if you are full and you are full? Today, this distorted guy is an exception. You can't attack minors and the elderly in the future." He took off a stinky bed sheet and threw it on Liang Ci, saying, "Can you still get up? If you can get up, go out with me. If you can't get up, you will rest here for a few days. I'll pick you up after the New Year."

Liang Ci was so painful that she could hear this sentence. She didn't dare to say anything - she couldn't let it go. She shuddered and finally stood up with the steel pipe on the bed frame. She wrapped her body with the thin and transparent blanket, and then she got a little better. As for her uncle who was unconscious in a pool of blood, she didn't dare to take a look.

Meng Jun was already covering his mouth and laughing. Teacher Liao is really an awesome person.

Sitting in the car with heating, Liang Ci recovered a little and took the mineral water handed over by Lao Liao. He felt grateful and no resentment left at all.

Wipe off the nose blood, and gulp down a big mouthful of water. Teacher Liao said, "If you think your situation is rare and unparalleled, Guan Muyun, Li Yuzhong, and Zhang Jiawei are the same as you, and they are still recuperating at home. They stayed in the detention center for two days and two nights for a while, and they will only be worse than you."

Liang Ci shuddered.

"Your uncle dereliction of duty and abuses the law, so he needs to stay there for a while, and you are much luckier than him because I met the landlord."

Liang Ci couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

"Because I am very kind, I am kind! You just need to think deeply about it. If I didn't just leave you for an hour, but threw you there for a few days, what would you do? Those thirsty guys will poke you into anal fissures, and I'm afraid that you will be sent directly to the mental hospital as a research subject for experts when you leave the detention center."

Liang Ci made two shivering battles.

"Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you, so if you want to do something bad in the future, think about it first, if it is yourself, so what if it is yourself? I heard that you are a narrow-minded guy, tell me how to be lenient?" Lao Liao took a pack of tourniquet and threw it to him: "Band bandage yourself, don't die in my car, it's unlucky to celebrate the New Year soon."

Xiaoqiang's group of people hit the ground with skin trauma. Only Meng Jun's sword was so powerful that it stabbed it about an inch into the flesh, and it had a lot of blood. It has begun to condense now, but it was so painful that it could not move. He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know, please teach me."

"Oh, I'm finally willing to receive education. This is the reason for the incident. You like a girl in the workplace, but she doesn't like you, so you find Zhang Jiawei, the girl's good friend, to vent your anger? This is a big problem. It's your own reason to not catch up with girls. Don't think that the whole earth is revolving around you. In the final analysis, it's still a problem of worldview and outlook on life."

Liang Ci was unable to think at all. He couldn't understand what he said, so he could only smile and said with apologies: "Teacher Liao is right." His voice was hoarse and ugly, his tongue was knotted, and he couldn't even hear clearly what he said.

On the Zhuque Street, the car parked in a small market on the side of the road. Lao Liao threw him 100 yuan and said, "Go down to buy a piece of clothing yourself, and then find a car to go back by yourself. We won't be with you anymore."

Liang Ci looked at her body wrapped in a dirty blanket and said, "Teacher Liao... I, isn't this good?"

Meng Jun laughed: "There is nothing wrong. If someone asks you, you can say you are experiencing life." He opened the car door for him and said, "Go down quickly, otherwise I won't be polite."

In the end, I don’t know how Liang Ci returned to school, but it can be imagined that he must have been regarded as a homeless man and a mental patient, and suffered major trauma.

I didn’t have Chinese classes in the afternoon, so I returned to school and wrote lesson plans for a while. I couldn’t help but run to the back door of the classroom to peek at the students’ class. It happened that I was caught up with chemistry class.

Daiwan explained that it was a method to check whether ammonia has filled the test tube. Of course, the process is very simple, but the chemistry class focuses on hands-on and observation and thinking. He placed the glass rod on the mouth of the test tube and said, "This is a glass rod dipped in concentrated hydrochloric acid and put it on the mouth of the test tube. If white smoke is generated, it means that ammonia has filled the test tube. Please pay attention to observation."

Ding Liujing raised her hand and asked, "Teacher, will there be an explosion?"

Dai Wan said confidently: "Of course not. This classmate, please try to rest assured that under the air conditions in the classroom, there will be no explosion when concentrated hydrochloric acid and ammonia are mixed." He leaned over the glass rod and suddenly there was a loud bang, and everyone was shocked. Dai Wan shook his fingers. The test tube fell to the ground and fell into pieces.

Ammonia filled the entire classroom with a irritating smell. Dai Wan looked a little unnatural and said to herself, "It didn't explode, why is it so loud?"

Chen Younian quietly gave Ye Yuhu a thumbs up. It turned out that this guy had just lit a firecracker, and the classroom space was not large. The sound was stirred and mixed together, and the source of the sound could not be heard at all. Dai Wan was psychologically affected by Ding Liujing's friend prompts, and he thought it was the loud noise made by the test tube on his hand.

Sweep the test tube fragments and think that it should be a safer method. He said, "Put the wet red litmus test paper on the mouth of the test tube. If the test paper turns blue, it means that the ammonia is filled with the test tube. This method is actually very convenient." As he said, he carefully opened the bottle filled with thick ammonia water and said, "Let's make another tube of ammonia, and ask everyone to review the production process of ammonia."

Siyan suddenly shouted, "Oh, my stomach hurts! It hurts so much!" Without saying a word, he jumped out of the seat and rushed out of the front door. Daiwan followed him and shouted behind him, "Hey! Let the infirmary issue a certificate, otherwise I will remember you to leave early!"

He returned to the podium angrily and muttered, "It hurts so much, it's too fake. You can tell at a glance that you are making excuses to not attend class. It's such a rare scum."

He picked up the ammonia bottle and thought to himself, "Why did it suddenly become so much lighter? Did it all evaporate in a few seconds? The lid has not been opened yet." Seeing that the alcohol next to him had already ignited, and the white and green flames jumped out, he couldn't help but curse, "Who is this classmate so bored? Don't you know the classroom discipline? The things on the podium cannot move randomly. Who will be responsible if they are broken? Are you responsible?"

Because I was holding an ammonia bottle in my hand, I did not extinguish the alcohol lamp first under my inertial thinking, but chose to turn on the ammonia bottle first, and only smelled a strange smell.

"Bang!" A ball of flame spurted out from the bottle, burning Dai Wan's beard, nose hair, eyelashes and eyebrows into a bright light.
Chapter completed!