The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 29: A Ridiculous Lie
It's time to get some fresh air for another day.

It has to be said that for many illegal immigrants, this place where they can have food, sleep and no life-threatening situations is indeed a good place.

It would be even better if I didn't have to force-feed myself with puffs.

But if you’re the guy filling other people’s puffs, there’s no downside here.

But for Xiunuo, this place is still a little bit lacking.

Once you leave the cell, there is a surveillance device watching you everywhere.

Xiunuo searched his memory and roughly understood what was going on.

This kind of remote peeping technique can only be used by those in the Foundation Establishment Stage at least, but in this world, ordinary people can do it.

Being watched by someone, he couldn't do many things, which was quite restrictive for Xiunuo.

Fortunately, he also needs some time now.

Wang Fugui and Zhao Hong followed Xiu Nuo, paying attention to the people around them.

He looked like Xiunuo's bodyguard, but both of them knew that in this prison, being with this man was the safest thing.

At this time, a prison guard came over.

He held a piece of paper in his hand. After looking at the contents on it, he carefully compared the three people in front of him. Then he pointed at Wang Fugui and Xiu Nuo and said, "Follow me."

Wang Fugui suddenly became excited: "Can we go out now?"

The prison guard nodded with a strange expression: "Yes, your lawyer has arrived, and someone has paid a bail for you. I have a question for you."

"what?"

"You all have money to hire a lawyer." The prison guard looked very strange: "Why do you still want to be a stowaway?"

Facing the prison guard's question, Xiunuo stood up and nodded towards Fran, saying, "Isn't there a guy who comes in to play from time to time?"

"He can't afford a lawyer."

Fran noticed Xiuno looking at him and ran over: "What's wrong, sir?"

"Oh, it's okay. We're going out now. Say goodbye to you."

Fran suddenly became excited. "Is that so? That's great! Um, I mean, congratulations on your freedom, sir."

Zhao Hong, who was standing next to him, waited for a long time, then pulled Wang Fugui aside and asked, "Did he forget to mention me? Can you help me ask?"

Wang Fugui asked casually to help.

But the prison guard just looked at the documents in his hand and said, "I'm not mistaken, there are only two of you."

When Wang Fugui told Zhao Hong the news, the latter's face was already full of disappointment.

"Don't worry, Lao Zhao." Although Wang Fugui was comforting him, there was still some complacency in his tone: "Don't worry, according to this year's passenger flow, you will be able to get out very quickly."

The corners of Zhao Hong's mouth twitched.

He had already foreseen that from now until he got out, he would have to start the battle to defend his anus again.

Xiu Nuo saw Zhao Hong's expression, thought about it, and said to Fran: "If it's convenient for you, please help take care of this guy."

Fran was now hoping that Xiunuo would leave quickly, so he agreed without any hesitation.

"It's up to you from now on." Xiu Nuo patted Zhao Hong on the shoulder, then followed the prison guard out of here.

Everyone went to collect their own things first. Not only that, they also gave Xiunuo a phone card.

"Not bad." Xiu Nuo looked at the phone card in his hand: "It's free." "This is to make it convenient for the immigration court to contact you at any time." Wang Fugui explained on the side: "If you don't have a mobile phone, you will be given one here. Don't think these people are so good. You know, only by giving you these things can the telecom operators continue to send you bills. In the United States, there are sufficient benefits behind any gift. Otherwise."

"What else?"

"Otherwise, they would rather pour the milk down the drain than give it to you for free."

Xiu Nuo pursed his lips: "It sounds good."

After the two of them completed the formalities, they saw Jonas who had been waiting outside.

"Hey, Boss!" Jonas greeted him with open arms. "How's prison life? I hope no fools mess with you."

"Not bad." Xiunuo replied with a smile.

"Please forgive me for coming here only today." Jonas said with a repentant expression: "Please believe that it always takes time to go through the procedures in this damn place."

"I understand." Xiu Nuo looked around and said curiously, "But didn't the prison guard say we have a lawyer?"

"Of course." Jonas smiled.

Wang Fugui was surprised. "You are not a lawyer, are you?"

Jonas smiled. "It's the real deal."

Wang Fugui's eyes widened: "Aren't you a flour vendor?"

Jonas smiled. "Who says drug dealers can't be lawyers? In fact, drug dealers are the ones who need lawyers the most. I happen to be one myself, so I can save a lot of money on lawyer consultation fees, right? Not only that, I can also work part-time as a lawyer for other organizations, which is very profitable."

"The Bar Association will definitely send you to jail if they know about this."

"Hey, don't be so pessimistic, okay, Wang." Jonas smiled indifferently: "It's not their turn to send me away. The police have already arrested me. I mean, do we need to discuss these things at the gate of the prison?"

"I can confirm it now, boss." Wang Fugui leaned closer to Xiu Nuo: "This guy is really a complete bastard."

Jonas didn't care. "Same here."

Just when a few people were about to leave, the prison door opened again.

Two prison guards pushed a few people out at this time: "You have been locked up long enough! Freedom! Freedom, understand? You are free! Can you please leave quickly? We are very busy!"

Several prisoners left, and an Asian man grabbed the prison guard's arm and begged, "Please don't let us go so soon, can you? We can still stay in there for a while. You know how dangerous it was on our way here."

The prison guard looked helpless: "This is America, Mr. You are safe, really safe. In America, no one will hurt you, so, hurry up and leave!"

Xiu Nuo watched this scene with great interest: "What's going on? Is there anyone who is unwilling to come out?"

"Of course there are." Wang Fugui shrugged his shoulders. "Boss, you've seen how dangerous the journey was. It's so safe in here, so some people don't want to come out after entering. And there are quite a few of them."

"What's wrong with this?"

Wang Fugui thought for a moment, then said, "I usually call it the self-awareness of a waste."

"Why do I feel like it's more than just that?"

"Of course, there are also those whose dreams were shattered." Wang Fugui said, "You know what? The prison guard lied, a most ridiculous lie."

"Is it safe here?"

"No, compared to the places we have been to before, America is indeed countless times safer, but he actually said that no one would hurt him! And based on my experience..."

Wang Fugui paused and finished the next sentence.

"In America! You may lack everything, but you will never lack people who want to hurt you! Never!"

(End of this chapter)