Standing behind the iron gate like Chris, waiting for a drip sound, the door of the cell opened, and Yang Yi stood outside the door with Chris.

In prison, every move has to follow the rules, and eating is of course no exception.

There were two people standing outside each cell, and one at a few of them stood at the door. After the prison guards roughly checked, the prisoners lined up in irregular lines and began to walk out one after another.

Eat together, take a shower, sleep on time, have an hour of air release every day, and then the prisoners who perform well can also be responsible for doing some work, such as washing clothes, distributing food, etc.

It's normal to say that, but for the newcomer Yang Yi, every opportunity to contact others is dangerous to him, but it also determines whether he can find Zhang Yong.

Yang Yi would not shout Zhang Yong's name during dinner, not to mention whether Zhang Yong was calling this name here, but that he would dare to shout, which would definitely lead to a violent beating.

So it's not possible to shout, so you have to rely on yourself to search and find Zhang Yong with your eyes, and then find an opportunity to talk to him. There is no other way.

Chris reminded Yang Yi not to look around, but to find Zhang Yong, you have to look around, so Yang Yi must try to observe with a more natural and smaller amplitude movement.

Having entered the collective cafeteria, the prisoners lined up in long queues and took turns passing by the place where they were picking up their meals. Basically all the misdemeanors were here, which was a good time to observe.

After receiving the food, the prisoners sat at the table in an orderly manner and started eating. There was no forced to sit there here, but the prisoners had a tacit understanding. There were rules for those who should sit there and who would sit together.

While Yang Yi followed the team slowly forward, he was observing the prisoner who had already sat down to eat.

Zhang Yong is also a Chinese, so it is actually much more convenient to find him. First, most of the prisons are black, then Latinos, and then white, and there are very few yellow people. Yang Yi looked at them in the cafeteria for a while, but even a yellow person has not found it. But this also means that as long as he sees Asians, especially the yellow people in East Asia, he can basically find Zhang Yong.

That's what Yang Yi thinks himself.

It was soon Yang Yi's turn to pick up the meal. He picked up a plastic plate, took a small and soft spoon, a fork that would never be used as a weapon, and then stood at the stall where he received the food.

A spoonful of sticky and black stuff was thrown on Yang Yi's plate with a slight slap. The unknown object looked like beans, and there were two slices of bread, and a cup of drink that was obviously a drink with excessive pigment.

What surprised Yang Yi was that there was a piece of meat, white, and it should be chicken. Although it didn't look delicious, it still had a piece of meat after all.

However, when Yang Yi was holding the plate and following Chris to find a dining table where he could sit down, he soon found a black man holding the plate standing on the side of the team.

But when the prisoner who had already taken the food passed by the black man, someone would put the piece of meat on his plate every now and then on the black man's plate.

Yang Yi immediately understood that this is the prison bully.

There is no buffet in the prison, and it won’t make people feel comfortable. The food here can make Yang Yi half full. For those big or big belly fat people, the things on the plate are just enough to get stuffed between their teeth.

Since you can't eat enough, it's secondary whether the taste is good or not. Filling your stomach is the top priority. In this case, it becomes normal for the prison bully to snatch food from other prisoners.

Seeing the prisoners silently hand over their most essential food without any complaints, and the prison guards turned a blind eye to all this, Yang Yi knew that this was the hidden rule in prison.

Yang Yi was about to walk to the black man who collected the slices of meat. He was wondering whether to hand over this piece of meat?

Yang Yi was not hungry for the first meal he had just entered prison, and he had no appetite for the food on the plate. It was still a question whether he could eat it, but he couldn't just hand over his food.

Because there is no resistance for the first time, it will be difficult to have the courage to resist in the future. This is one thing. Yang Yi must exercise regularly in the future. He needs sufficient food very much. This is the second thing. If he does not resist at the beginning and stops offering food when there is demand in the future, it will definitely attract more intense reactions. This is the third thing.

Therefore, Yang Yi will never hand over his flesh to others.

Chris was right in front of Yang Yi. He stopped for a moment in front of the black man standing aside with a plate on his back and handed over the chicken on the plate. Yang Yi could see that Chris was extremely reluctant to give up when handing over the piece of meat, but he did not resist at all, and even his dissatisfaction was not revealed.

Yang Yi followed Chris and wanted to walk by calmly, but the black man holding the plate was not begging, he was using his own power to plunder other people's food, which was a big difference.

"Hey, you, stop."

Yang Yi looked at the black man beside him. The black man opened his mouth and showed his white teeth. After a demonstrative sneer, he whispered: "Are you blind? Be smarter, put your meat on this plate and get out, otherwise you will be dead, sissy!"

Yang Yi glanced at the black man. He did not say too tough words to stir up the conflict, nor did he choose to remain silent. He just said coldly: "Stay away from me, if you don't mess with me, I won't mess with you."

After saying that, Yang Yi continued to walk forward with a plate, while the black man just stared at Yang Yi fiercely, but said nothing.

It is certainly impossible for the matter to end like this. The prison bully naturally needs to take measures to maintain his authority. However, sooner or later, what should be faced, and Yang Yi is ready.

Chris sat at a table, and he was the only one. Yang Yi naturally walked to the only acquaintance and whispered: "Can I sit here?"

Chris didn't look up, but said lightly: "Yes."

Yang Yi sat opposite Chris, and Chris looked slightly raised his head after seeing the piece of chicken on Yang Yi's plate. He seemed a little surprised and whispered: "This is really not a wise choice."

Yang Yi chuckled in a low voice: "Thank you, but I'm not afraid."

Chris frowned and said, "Is there a gang protecting you?"

“Uh, no.”

Chris let out a light breath, then he shook his head and whispered: "If you don't want to be taken to the infirmary and have a few more serious wounds on your face, then you'd better find a way to solve this problem."

Yang Yi whispered: "How to solve it?"

Chris looked at Yang Yi, and then he said calmly: "There will be a solution soon, wait."
Chapter completed!