Hearing someone interrupted his thoughts, Xiong Baizhou opened his eyes and stared at the typical Southeast Asian race in front of him with dark skin, slightly curly hair, and a beard on his lips.

This man is short and strong, and his eyes look fierce.

"You're not from Singapore, are you?" He asked and answered: "Hong Kong or from the mainland?"

You should know that when Xiong Baizhou was thinking about problems, Sheng Yuanqing held his breath and did not dare to disturb him, let alone Xiong Baizhou was planning things now, so he had no time to waste these things.

"My name is Saiman. I came in with a fight, the boss here."

This person began to introduce himself and indicate his status.

This is the surname of Indonesia. Xiong Baizhou didn't want to pay attention to it at all. He glanced at it and suddenly asked, "Is there any cigarette?"

Xiong Baizhou's cigar was placed outside the prison room, but he knew that these people could still find resources even in the prison room.

Saiman was stunned when he heard this. He was a regular visitor to the Singapore imprisonment room. He knew that some young people were rebellious and impulsive, but Saiman was not disgusted. Xiong Baizhou's physique and facial features were the best choices. If he was well trained to be a younger brother, he would be extremely majestic when he took it out.

The only thing that Saiman didn't understand was where Xiong Baizhou's high-end suit came from. He was sure Xiong Baizhou was not a rich man. Although Singapore's laws are very strict, they never catch rich man.

"Give him cigarettes."

Saiman ordered, and immediately a thin black man found a bag of unopened Marlboro from under the bed.

Xiong Baizhou frowned when he saw this kind of cigarette, but thinking about it was better than nothing, so he took it and teared it open the packaging.

"What, still dislike it?"

Saiman was very upset: "This is the best cigarette, do you know what Alida smokes, they smoke"

The thin young man seemed to be named Alida, but Xiong Baizhou didn't want to understand these trivial matters, so he interrupted casually: "Where is the fire?"

Seman had to swallow half of what he said, but he felt that the young man in front of him was very personal and dared to shout in this environment, which was much more backbone than the others in the imprisonment room.

"Give him fire."

Saiman waved his hand and asked Alida to look for fire, but he himself circled around Xiong Baizhou three times. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became. It only took a lot of effort to subdue him.

But it doesn't matter. Time is very good, and it can always make this young man surrender.

The thin black and thin Alida found the match and handed it to Xiong Baizhou with some admiration. He admired Xiong Baizhou's courage. He was still so arrogant in front of Boss Saiman, which was not as if he was frightened by Saiman's eyes and his legs were weak.

However, Xiong Baizhou did not pick up the match. He glanced at Saiman, pointed to the cigarette beside his mouth, and raised his chin again, meaning that Saiman would light the cigarette for him.

"Hold!"

Saiman was furious first, then was overjoyed. Such a young man was so arrogant. If he hadn't been in the imprisonment room, Saiman would have thought that this person was a drug lord from the Golden Triangle before.

If he could be subdued, it would be awesome to have such a guy to support the scene.

Saiman felt happy in his heart. He turned his head and looked at Alida in a daze without movement, and shouted angrily: "Let's click, do you really want me to click?"

With Xiong Baizhou in front of him, Saiman felt that the other little brothers were too useless.

Arida didn't understand what was going on, why the young people who just came in were treated so well, and why the more they were, the more they scolded and beaten.

Although he was afraid and awe in his heart, Alida still obediently picked up the matchstick. Because of his nervousness, he did not light the match, two or three times.

Saiman couldn't see it. He felt that Alida's performance was too embarrassing. In anger, he kicked it over with a "bang" and directly kicked the thin young man and sat on the ground.

This kick was not light. Although the pain was about to stay, Alida still had to endure the pain and continue to slam the match.

Finally, a match burned with a "sneer". Alida was about to send it to Xiong Baizhou's mouth, but the fire was swaying because of the silence of the imprisonment room and wanted to chat with more like-minded people. Follow "Popular Online Articles or rdww444" on WeChat to talk to more book friends about their favorite books.
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