It is not possible to impress these vicious prisoners in a short time, but tough methods are necessary. The evil will only surrender to the strong.

Fox performed radiation tests for me, but he was relieved after not finding any abnormalities. Zuo Yi rushed to ask me about the situation. From the chat, she learned that she was imprisoned in hell by Satan, but was allowed to leave for a short time, but she had to bring some souls back to report.

Now Satan has left hell, and the hell messenger Si Wang has strictly supervised her. Zuo Yi can only leave hell and go to wander on the island when Si Wang is sleeping.

"You should take care of yourself and never get hurt anymore. If necessary, I will convince the Hell Messenger to help you defeat these prisoners!" Zuo Yi told me, and I agreed, and said, "Okay, take some time and I will negotiate with it!"

Zuo Yi turned around and left. My soul was about to wander around the prison, but when I heard Rice calling my name, I had to go back to the treatment car, merge with my body, and open my eyes.

Rice asked me: "Don't sleep, you've just suffered some skin trauma and been beaten, and there was no serious injury. You can go back to the cell!"

I hurriedly asked, "Then you don't need me to be a guide for your colleague?"

Rice said: "I'll notify you when they need it! Don't cause trouble anymore, otherwise I'll let the prison guards put you in a lockdown!"

Fox found me a set of trousers and shirts, and I was still a little big when I was wearing them. Rice took me back to the prison cell. Yingnan Yoshio and the others were ready to go to the workshop to start their work. When they saw me being sent back, they said resentfully: "That big Titan and Che Minshu were locked in the confinement room, and all the prisoners were disqualified from breakfast, and we still had to go to work on hunger!"

I lay on the bed and continued to recover from my injuries. Lei Bo walked to the prison door, pulled out a cigarette and lit it, and asked me: "Iron Soldier, do you want to smoke a cigarette?"

He stretched the cigarette through the baffle on the door, but I didn't answer and replied: "Thank you, no need, I won't smoke!"

Lei Bo continued to smoke and asked me: "Why did you push that Korean into the cesspool?"

I answered seriously: "He looked down on us Chinese, and relied on the support of Officer Warren to yell at us prisoners!"

"Scream five or six?" Lei Bo expressed his doubts about my words, and I explained simply: "He looks down on me, I don't like him!"

Lei Bo stepped on the cigarette butt with his feet, looked inside from the door baffle, and said to me viciously: "Although you have a deal with FBI, I have the final say here. You don't have privileges, and don't want to make trouble, otherwise I will deal with you!"

I was a little dissatisfied, and Lei Bo knocked on the prison door and shouted at me, "Get up and go to work, I won't keep idle people here!"

He opened the door of the cell and I lay on the bed pretending to be pain and couldn't afford to stay in the bed.

Lei Bo said, "Stop pretending, your injury will not affect your start-up!"

I said, "But I can't even get out of bed now, let alone walk and work!"

The other party used the walkie-talkie on his shoulder to send a wheelchair, pulled me from the bed to the wheelchair, and pushed me into the workshop.

These prisoners looked surprised when they saw me being pushed by the prison guards in a wheelchair.

I sat in a wheelchair and continued to paste paper boxes. Yingnan and Zhu Jianfang looked at me secretly. If someone went to the toilet in the middle, they needed to raise their hands to report to the prison guard. I took the lead in raising my hand to express my desire to go to the toilet.

The black prison guard frowned, then pointed to Yingnan and asked him to take me to the bathroom. Yingnan hurriedly refused: "I can't take care of him alone, and I have limited strength!"

Zhu Jianfang stood up and babbled to the prison guard that he was competent.

The black prison guard agreed, and Zhu Jianfang threw down the glue in his hand and pushed me into the toilet.

As soon as he entered the toilet, he was about to start asking me, but I signaled to stop the sound.

The black prison guard was standing at the door of the toilet. I don’t know if he can understand Chinese and dare not speak.

With the faint light in the toilet, Zhu Jianfang asked me about what happened in the morning with his eyes, and I also replied with his eyes: "It's okay, I just suffered a skin trauma, so I don't have to do heavy work, otherwise the prisoners will come to cause trouble for me."

We didn't stay in the toilet for long, and the black prison guard knocked on the toilet door with a rubber stick, indicating that it was time for us to come out.

Back at the seat, I continued to paste the paper box.

After enduring hunger, I finally waited until lunch started. In the restaurant, Yingnan and Zhu Jianfang pushed me together to line up to make meals. The big guy whose throat was cut by me in my dream was also there. Another big guy was castrated into a eunuch in my dream. When they saw me, they showed fierce eyes.

Zhu Jianfang looked at me, and I said there was no need to be afraid.

The forks I used for meals were made of plastic. Although they were sharp, their teeth were short and not strong. When it was my turn to make the meal, Lao Wu put a toothpick in the dining plate.

After cooking, we returned to the table to eat. While we were eating, Yingnan and Zhu Jianfang were patted on the shoulder by two prisoners and signaled to give up their seats.

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The prison guard looked at us, but these two big guys said everything was normal.

I hurriedly held the toothpick in my mouth. When the prison guard turned his head, they quickly used one hand to hold my hands. A male prisoner with long golden hair on the opposite side grabbed the fork and stabbed it at my right eye.

However, this guy suddenly lay on the dining table, and the fork in his hand also fell into my dining plate. Behind him, Zhu Jianfang hurriedly passed by.

The prison guard rushed over with a whistle, and the two big guys around me hurriedly let go of their hands.

The guy opposite was still lying on the dining plate, but his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted, leaving saliva. The prison guard knocked on the dining table with a rubber stick and ordered him to stand up. I said slowly: "Report to the police officer, he seems to have suffered a stroke!"

The prison guard asked: "Stroke?"

I quickly explained: "cerebral    heme!i'm   a     brain   surgeon!"

The prisoners were in an uproar after hearing this. The prison guards quickly reported to their superiors on their shoulder intercom and then signaled us to continue eating.

After the prison doctor arrived, he asked the two big guys around me to lift the blonde man up from the dining table and take him to the infirmary for treatment. Zhu Jianfang sat opposite me, pushed open the blonde man's plate, and asked me questions while eating.

I didn't answer, but just quickly used lunch, and then stood up from the wheelchair while the prison guards were not paying attention, and shouted to the prisoners coldly: "Don't think we Chinese are easy to mess with. Who else you don't agree with me, stand up and we will fight alone!"

The prisoners did not respond, and the prison guard rushed over, pressed me on his wheelchair, and asked in English: "What    are    you    doing?"

I also answered in English: "i    finished    my        meal           said    goodbye                                                                                       �

The white prison guard was a little disbelief, but he still asked the British man to push me back to the workshop.

When work started in the afternoon, the prisoners whispered to me while working, and I pretended not to hear it.

I wanted to test whether the remaining prisoners were hostile to me, so I asked the prison guard to go to the toilet. This time, Zhu Jianfang hid aside and stopped helping me.
Chapter completed!