The most dangerous thing in prison is not the prison guards, but the prisoners, especially those suffering from mental illness.

I pasted a cardboard box in the workshop of my cell for a day, and I stayed up until the evening, and finally got off work. Unexpectedly, I could take a shower here. I lined up into the bathroom with towels, toothbrushes and other items. The prisoners lined up in front of me and smiled badly.

In the locker room, I quickly took off my fat clothes, and the big guy next to me immediately stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. I immediately understood that this guy was gay, it was so disgusting, I had to stay away from him.

After standing for a day, I felt that my hemorrhoids were getting again, but I took a shower first, otherwise there would be no hot water.

The prisoners came in to receive the shower with a whistle. I quickly put soap on my body, then closed my eyes and saw the every move of these guys.

The big guy pushed the little guy next to me, and the little guy immediately bumped into me, and I avoided him sensitively, but the soap in my hand fell to the ground.

All the prisoners laughed strangely at me, and the big guy even signaled me to pick it up quickly.

I hesitated, and the big guy shouted, "go    on,boy!"

It seemed that these guys were about to attack me, so I squatted down and picked up the soap. The prisoners showed surprise eyes.

Just now, the small prisoner made a sharp voice and said to me in Thai: "Sawadika!"

The big guy pushed him away, reached out and grabbed my shoulder, and the other two prisoners also grabbed my arms from left to right. I immediately understood what they were going to do to me, so I resisted and shouted for help from my mouth.

But as soon as my mouth opened, the big guy stuffed the towel into my mouth.

I lowered my head and saw a large stream of blood flowing to the ground. The prisoners were also surprised. The big guy let go of me and cursed: "the     deuce!"

The two prisoners next to me also let go of my arms. I sat on the ground and pulled out the towel from my mouth. My hemorrhoids saved my life. The little sissy asked me in English: "you're   not    thai?"

I shook my head, why can't I stop the blood?

The sissy screamed and shouted in English: "he's   bleeding!" and then hid aside.

Two prison guards walked in and signaled the two prisoners to pull me up from the ground, wrap my wounds with towels, and pull me to the bathroom door. Sally and Lei Bo raised me, walked through the cells, walked through the playground, passed an iron gate, and after several twists and turns, they arrived at the prison doctor's infirmary.

A yellow-faced man in a white coat stared at the place where I wrapped my towel and asked: how   do?    his    got    cut?”

The two prison guards did not answer. The yellow-faced man ordered me to lie on the rubber bed and drew a towel. After roughly checking, he showed a look of contempt. He quickly drew a potion to inject me.

The blood finally stopped. The prison doctor used alcohol cotton balls to disinfect his hands and asked me at the same time: "What   nationality     are     you?"

I didn't understand, I just felt uncomfortable and a little thirsty.

The prison doctor emphasized: "nationality!"

Lei Bo replied lightly: "he's ese, steel     fighter!"

The prison doctor immediately understood, prescribed the medicine for me, and wrote the method of taking it on the paper that wrapped the medicine.

I responded in English: "i'm    also    a                                                                                                                 

The prison doctor nodded and replied: "wele     ald    there  a      lot  of    serious       items    here!"

I returned to the cell almost naked. The Sally prison guard ordered the sissy to throw my prison uniform into the room before I put on my clothes.

The prison guard Lei Bo knocked on the iron door with a rubber stick and shouted to me: "No need to work at night, the prisoners are playing basketball, but you don't have to!" He turned and left.

I lay on the bed, quickly closing my eyes and falling asleep.

In my sleep, my soul and body quickly separated, and then floated out of the iron gate, preparing to go to the office of the Satan prison officer to find a phone call for help.

On the side of the cell, behind an iron gate was a small blue court. Large prisoners were fighting for a basketball, while small prisoners were fighting for a football. Five or six prison guards were on the side to monitor them.

My soul passed through the iron gates and access controls all the way, and finally floated to the third floor. I saw a prison guard standing at the door of a room, and the door sign stated "the    warden's    office" (the prison officer's office).

This is the prison officer's office. When I was about to float in, a light emitted from the iron door, blocking me outside.

The prison guard guard at the door looked at me and showed a ghostly face. I was immediately surprised.

The ghost guard spoke to me in pure English: "how   did   you    io    ghost    king?"

I understood his words and answered in English: "i'm    a    new   er,    and     i'm    lhost    king,       i   don't   khe     ghost        king    is.”

The other party said: "Come with me, I will take you to see the Lord Ghost!" It also speaks Chinese, and its tone is very standard. I followed it to float upwards.

After floating across the dome, we left the area of ​​the cell, but still inside the prison, the ghost guard took me into the sewer again. Our souls quickly shrank and entered a mouse hole.

I saw the Ghost King here. It turned out to be a big mouse full of fluffy and bearded. However, the Ghost King asked me as soon as he opened his mouth: "Your body is still there, you are not here to report to me. What is your identity?"

In this small mouse cave, there is actually the Ghost King on the Demon Island.

I immediately explained to it: "I am a reserve ghost trooper in central China. I have been framed here because I am framed. I hope that the Ghost King can help me escape from here. I will be grateful!"

The Ghost King let out a dry and sharp smile and asked me: "Didn't you listen to the warden's lecture when you came in? On Devil's Island, only the ashes can leave!"

"Then can I use the ghost phone number of the Ghost King?"

The Ghost King shook his head and said, "I don't have a phone number, Satan has a phone number, but you have to defeat its guard before you can enter his office and use the phone number!"

"Then please take me to Satan's guards, I will defeat it!" The ghost guard sneered, and the ghost king said, "You are just a reserve ghost servant, and Satan's guards are at the level of the ghost emperor, two levels higher than me!"

At the level of the Ghost King, Satan's guards are higher than those of the servants. What is Satan's identity?

The Ghost King laughed and said, "What is the identity? Don't you read the Bible?"

The ghost guard said: "Satan is an angel who betrays God and the master of hell!"

I only know that there is a Ghost King above the Ghost King, and above the Ghost King is the Ten Kings of Hell, and at the top is the Underworld Emperor. Are Satan and the Ten Kings of Hell at the first level?

The Rat Ghost King did not introduce me in detail, so he ordered the ghost guard to take me back to his body.
Chapter completed!