After hearing the question called Reuben, Yang Yi almost didn't hesitate because what he said was really what he wanted to do the most.

"The first thing is to find a car to drive it out and have fun. I like it, I like it very much."

The prison guard named Clint suddenly felt energetic and said, "Is that so? I love cars too. Do you like to watch Nasca?"

NASCAR is the most popular motorsport in the United States. Yang Yi suddenly looked at Clint and looked at Clint without a trace. He also said excitedly: "Of course I like it, do you still need to ask? Sir, I am a loyal fan of Joe Gibbs Team!"

Clint stood up all of a sudden, and then he said in surprise: "Joe Gibbs Convoy?"

"Yes, Joe Gibbs Racing No. 20, uh, I haven't seen it for two years, but my favorite is the No. 20, the driver is Matt Kenseys, do you know this driver?"

Clint laughed, and Ruben laughed from the side, "You ask him if he knows? Oh man, he is a loyal fan of Joe Gibbs. What kind of car do you like the most?"

Clint spread his hands, grimaced at Yang Yi, and smiled and said, "No. 20!"

Yang Yi stood up in surprise and shouted: "What? Wow, wow, tell me quickly, how are the grades in the past two years? Damn, sorry, I'm a little overly excited."

Clint tilted his head, then stretched out his hand towards Yang Yi. Yang Yi reached out without hesitation and held Clint heavily.

Yang Yi likes f1 and watches rally, but he is not interested in the circling racing that Americans are passionate about, because he grew up in the UK and his interest in racing was cultivated from the UK, so he only feels contempt for the Americans' favorite racing method.

Those are just circles around the elliptical track, and then the highlight is what's good about the crashing events.

But contempt does not prevent Yang Yi from understanding this event.

The most important thing is that contempt does not mean that Yang Yi doesn't understand these events. Who can remember them? So, after seeing the keychain on Clint's waist, he casually guessed the team that this person's favorite.

Then Yang Yi guessed it right.

So Yang Yi and Clint started chatting enthusiastically. After both of them were chatting enthusiastically for more than twenty minutes, Yang Yi accidentally looked at the clock on the wall and said in surprise: "Damn it, I forgot the time, I have to go to work."

Clint looked unsatisfied, but he looked at his watch and said helplessly: "Then go quickly, come back early and don't worry about the place where there is no need to be cleaned."

Yang Yi immediately started to mop the floor, but Clint picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and shouted: "Add more lunch, some of us have a bit more appetite."

Just said on the walkie-talkie, Clint smiled at Yang Yi and said, "Come here for lunch, there are only two of us here, a little benefit, haha."

Yang Yi pointed at Clint. He didn't say anything respectfully this time, and he just said nothing. He just made a gesture to Clint that you understand and continued to mop the floor quickly.

After cleaning the lounge, Yang Yi said excitedly to Ruben and Clint: "I'll be back soon, I'll be back soon."

Yang Yi closed the door outside. After watching Yang Yi leave, Clint breathed a long sigh of relief, then smiled at Ruben and said, "It's very interesting and a very interesting person, right?"

Ruben laughed and said, "He is a fan of Joe Gibbs, so he is a good person, haha."

I don’t know the conversation between the two people in the lounge, but Yang Yi knew that he had a very good start, but the most important thing is to do his job well.

Yang Yi continued to clean up the entire prison area, including the posts of gun guards.

Before a three-sided barbed wire and facing the sentry where special prisoners were closed, Yang Yi said to the prison guard inside: "Sir, do you need to clean it?"

The prison guard looked at Yang Yi, opened the door from inside, and said, "If you need to, sweep the cigarette butts."

The sentry was not very large but not small, and it was more than enough to accommodate two people. Yang Yi stood outside the sentry with a disgrace and said, "But you shouldn't come out and I can get in."

The prison guard said impatiently: "Okay, I'm out, hurry up."

Yang Yi remembered that prison guards were not allowed to smoke while on duty, but looking at the cigarette butts everywhere in the ward, he knew that this regulation seemed to be not well followed.

"I haven't cleaned it for two days, and I'm really worried about meeting the police. The bastards in front of me knew that they could smoke but not clean it. What's your name?"

"Benjamin, sir."

"What crime? How many years' sentence?"

"Driving drunk intentionally hurts people, with a five-year sentence, and you will go out in another three years."

The warning smiled and said, "Then you are almost there, three years will pass soon."

Yang Yi had already cleaned the post, and he walked out, three meters away from the prison guard, and said, "I've finished cleaning, sir."

The prison guard shrugged and walked into the sentry. Then he waved to Yang Yi and said, "Don't be so scared, come in and chat with me."

Yang Yi said in surprise: "Ah, this is not in line with the regulations, sir."

"It's okay, you're still here. Are you smoking? Leave the car over there and pretend to be cleaning it, no one cares."

He threw a cigarette for Yang Yi, and the prison guard said with a wink: "The cameras here were all installed five or six years ago. At that time, it was high-tech. Now it's broken, but no one cares about it. The cameras here are just broken, otherwise why would you dare to smoke here?"

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, stepped forward to take the cigarette, and whispered: "Thank you."

Not only did he give Yang Yiyan, but he also lit it for Yang Yi himself, the prison guard said with a mysterious look on his face: "You're welcome, do you know what prisoners are all imprisoned here?"

"I don't know, but I heard that they are all very important prisoners."

The prison guard's clothes looked mysterious and pointed at a cell, whispering: "Look where, do you know who is locked up? There is a cannibal in it! He eats people!"

Yang Yi pretended to be shocked and said, "Eat people?"

"Yes, he killed and ate seven people, man!"

Looking at Yang Yi, both frightened and curious, he kept looking at the cell he pointed to. The prison guard smiled proudly, and then pointed to the cell next to him and said, "Do you know who the cell is in charge?"

"Who? Or pervert?"

"No, no, the people in the lockdown are different, spy! They are just a double-faced spy, our traitor."

Yang Yi approached the prison guard a little, and said curiously: "It's just that everyone here is full of big shots, right?"

The prison guard nodded heavily and whispered: "You have only five years in prison. Do you know how long the longest sentence is here? Five hundred years! Man, you are just hurting people, and the people here are really good at eating people!"
Chapter completed!