Chapter 116 Chapter 11

In the early morning, Baishan Pavilion, a new day begins again. In the basement death row cell of Building No. 1, Liu Mingyi drew another orthographic stroke on the wall.After finishing the painting, I stared at the word "正" on the wall in a daze.With the sound of "crash, clatter", the cell door opened, and the guard who brought food came in carrying a big bucket, followed by Feng Biao, Lao Tu and Liu Zi.Lao Tu and Liu Zi held a stack of paper and pens in their hands. Feng Biao looked around the room and raised his head slightly.Lao Tu and Liu Zi stepped forward and distributed a piece of paper and a pen to everyone.The prisoners were all stunned, not knowing why, Liu Mingyi silently took the pen and paper.

Feng Biao's voice was gloomy: "Listen to me. If you have anything else to say, if you want to explain to your family, write it down, write it down clearly, and write down the address. We will convey it to you. Listen clearly. No?" The prisoners are dumbfounded. A strong-looking prisoner tremblingly asked: "Sir...sir, are you... going to shoot us, we... are all wronged!" Feng Biao looked at the man, but did not answer: "Let's go!" With a bang, the prison door closed.In the cell, the prisoners looked at each other.