In the detention center, Jiang Zhengmin pouted his lips and kept shouting.

"What's the storm you're going to get?!"

Hearing Jiang Zhengmin's shout, the former discipline officer who added toilet paper to him came over again with a rubber stick: "What are you going to do? Are you so shocked day by day, aren't you tired?"

"I asked the lawyer to meet, I want to meet the lawyer! I am a foreigner, I have this right!" Jiang Zhengmin grabbed the fence with both hands and shouted with frosting mouth.

"Bang!"

When the discipline comes, he just hits Jiang Zhengmin’s squirming mouth with a stick.

"Woo~"

Kang Zhengmin was knocked and rolled around with his mouth covered with his mouth, tears of pain flowing out.

"Remember it to me. Here, let alone you are an alien, it's not easy to use it." The disciplinary put down Jiang Zhengmin with a stick, turned around and went back to the office area to watch TV.

...

at the same time.

In Changji No. 1 Prison, Che Si, who was shaved with a big bald head, was wearing a blue-white shabby cotton jacket and carrying a big broom to sweep the snow in the yard where the air was blowing.

The fourth car was a dragon warrior, so he was covered with heavy shackles on his feet, and there was also an electric pulse releaser in the center of the shackles.

This is a special method taken by the prison to prevent dangerous figures such as Dragon Warriors from rioting. If an accident occurs, as long as the prison guard presses the remote control, the strong current will instantly knock down the rioters.

Che Si was lowering his head to sweep the snow. Suddenly, a bald young man with air flowing out of a small shed in the corner of the courtyard. He stretched out his hand and greeted Che Si from afar.

"Hey! That short guy, come here."

When Che Si heard this, he frowned and stood there. He was not seriously injured and was put in the detention center on the day he was arrested.

Left in the detention center for a few days, Lei Zhenfang started a cold war with the police department, and Che Si was directly transferred to Changji First Prison, waiting for the court's judgment while working to reform.

Although Che Si was honest, he was not a fool. He knew that Lei Zhen would never see him being sentenced to severe punishment, but it just took a process to operate.

Since it is only a matter of time to be released, there is no need to cause trouble for the superiors while waiting.

Therefore, whether in the detention center or in the prison, Che Si should minimize friction as much as possible and try not to cause any trouble.

Whether he was on duty or asking him to work, Che Si didn't say anything and just thought he was suffering from it when he came in.

"What's wrong, is there anything wrong?" Che Si put down the broom and forced a smile to ask.

"Where do you have so much nonsense? Hurry up!" The bald young man frowned and scolded loudly. After saying that, he turned around and crawled back to the small shed.

This small shed is located in the northwest corner of the large yard. It was temporarily built by the prison guards to stack snow cleaning tools. Today it was Che Si and three other people who were on the turn of scheduling the snow cleaning work.

But after getting the tools, the three of them ran directly to the small shed to smoke, and handed over all the work to the four cars and one person. It was a huge playground, which was for prisoners to prevent wind and run.

When Che Si was alone, how long did he have to sweep? Seeing the other party leaving without looking back, Che Si sighed softly, a little helpless, but he could only put down the broom, bent down and carried the shackles on his feet, and followed him.

In prison, except for serious prisoners, only those who make serious mistakes will be shackled, because this thing is very heavy, and basically the lightest ones start at five kilograms.

The shackles tailor-made for the dragon warriors on the four legs of the car weigh 38 pounds.

Che Si has been struggling with Lei Zhen since he was a child. When Lei Zhen was not working in Tabei District, Che Si had already helped him run around the road.

Therefore, Che Si is not unfamiliar with the Seventh Management Office, Detention Center, Prison and other places, and is even a little familiar with it.

Therefore, he also had his own set of methods for this torture instrument that was very terrifying for ordinary people. He tied a rope made of thatched to the iron chains of the two shackles.

Whenever you need to walk, Che Si bends over and holds a rope, which can help your feet bear part of the weight, and you will feel much more relaxed and comfortable when walking.

Not only that, Che Si also wrapped a layer of cloth strips where his feet were in contact with his shackles. Although doing so still would not prevent the ankles from being damaged, at least they would not be damaged by the flesh and blood, which would affect normal life.

"Crazy~Crazy~"

Che Si bowed his body and walked into the small shed with his shackles step by step.

The light in the small shed was extremely dim. Only two small orange dots were seen in the corner not far away, flickering lightly and darkly. They were two people smoking.

Before Che Si could fully adapt, the light in the tool shed heard a muffled "bang!", and Che Si suddenly suffered a heavy blow in the back of the heart.

This elbow staggered Che Si, but it didn't hit him. The bald young man who was using a black hand in the dark was stunned. Che Si was so strong that he was beyond his expectations.

"damn it!"

I don't know if it was to hide his embarrassment or something, the bald young man kicked Che Si hard in the back.

"Bang!"

This time, Che Siji fell to the ground with "cooperation", bowed his body, kept panting, rolling on the ground in pain.

"Damn it, what a shitty dragon warrior, that's it?"

Looking at Che Si who was knocked down by his own blow, the bald young man's vanity was greatly satisfied and he smiled and came to Che Si's side.

"How many brothers, I am a newcomer, I don't know where I offended you. What's wrong with me? You point me at me and I'll click again."

Che Si was lying on the cold ground, so much pain that he could only smoke the air conditioner.

The other two strong men who were squatting in the corner of the wall smoking also stood up when they heard this, approached Che Si, looked down at Che Si and said, "Do you know why you are punished?"

"No... I don't know, the elder brothers drew a lesson for me, and I'll go on." Che Si said with white mist sprayed in his nose and gasped.

"Haha, you know the rules very well, but nothing you say now is useless."

A leading scarred man slowly squatted beside Che Si, and said with a gloomy look: "We are the prince's brothers. Have you helped Ling Tian fight the prince outside?"

"·····Hmm." Che Si pondered for a while and nodded slowly. He knew that the other party was specifically staring at him, and it would be useless to deny it himself.

"Since you admit it, then we will be fine if we mess with you."

The scar man said, and winked at the bald young man beside him. The latter understood it and immediately bent over and held Che Si's arm tightly.

"I will destroy one of your arms and give you a long memory."

The scar man raised his foot and stepped on Che Si's wrist, then raised the snow shovel in his hand high.
Chapter completed!