As expected, Yang Yi didn't wait too long. As soon as he started eating his own food, a black man sat next to him with a meal.

"Hi man, I'm Buddy."

Buddy has a pleasing baby face. He is not tall, chubby, and a kind smile on his face, which gives people a very good feeling.

Yang Yi knew that Buddy was the kind of person who knows everything in prison. It seems that there is such a character in every prison movie. In reality, there is indeed such a character, because there is a demand, there must be a market, and there will naturally be someone who stands up to take on this role.

"Hello Buddy, my name is Benjamin, I'm happy to know you."

Yang Yi briefly introduced himself, but his self-introduction made Buddy stunned, so Yang Yi couldn't help but say, "What's wrong, man, is there any problem?"

Buddy suddenly said with a curious look: "You have a British accent, right? Are you British?"

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, then he nodded and said, "I have lived in the UK for a while."

Buddy said excitedly, "Say one more, Is this a London accent? It's so sexy!"

Yang Yi frowned. He didn't think there was anything sexy about his accent. However, his British accent was indeed quite heavy, and he really couldn't speak an American accent, especially those slang words that he couldn't understand at all, and this might be a problem.

"Brother! Brother, let me say another word."

Looking at Buddy's eager eyes, Yang Yi coughed lightly and said in a tone he thought was normal: "Hello, buddy! I'm very happy to see you."

Buddy has upgraded Yang Yi from a guy to a buddy. After hearing Yang Yi's words, he seemed very excited. He slapped his thighs with great joy and said with a smile: "Haha! This is the British accent, right? This is! I know! My cousin must have gone to fake London, and he was not talking about the London accent at all!"

Yang Yi smiled reluctantly and said, "The accent of London is also different. There is a difference between the East and West Districts. Uh, this one is very complicated, and that, do you have anything to talk to me?"

Buddy nodded, then he pointed at Yang Yi and whispered: "You're in trouble."

"Yes, I'm in trouble."

Buddy picked up the bread and took a bite, and then he smiled and said, "There are several newcomers today. I can't waste too long with you. I came here to tell you what I can get from me. I have cigarettes, lighters, and the prison shop does not provide these things. If you want to find out what you can come to me, oh, I can get it even if you are old. That's it, buddy, I'm happy to know you, I have to leave."

After Buddy said that, he stood up and was about to leave. Yang Yi said anxiously: "Wait, wait! That's all?"

"Is there anything else you have?"

"How can I solve the current trouble?"

Buddy grabbed the face in a little embarrassed manner, and then he whispered: "Brother, I strictly adhere to the principle of neutrality. If you make the boxing champion angry, he will definitely teach you a lesson."

Yang Yi looked back and happened to see the black man who collected slices of meat from someone else put the plate in front of a strong-looking black man, then pointed at what he was saying.

The little character was holding the plate. The one sitting at the dining table staring at Yang Yi was the boss. Seeing Yang Yi's gaze, the sitting black man suddenly smiled slightly.

Subconsciously, Yang Yi smiled back. This was his instinctive reaction, but then he saw the black man reaching out to make a throat-cutting action on his neck.

Yang Yi immediately turned his head and whispered: "That's the boxing champion?"

"Yes, he is the boxing champion. He is really a boxer. He is very powerful. Brother, there is some common sense in this prison. You have to know. Don't mess with the boxing champion's gang, don't mess with the big guy's gang. These are two African gangs, and then don't mess with the Latino's fangs. They are drug traffickers, and don't mess with the hellmen. They are not many people, but they are very powerful. They are those white people with skull tattoos on their bodies."

Yang Yi frowned and said, "So I offended the boxing champion, right? I want to know how to solve this problem, and who can I get involved here?"

Buddy smiled, then shook his head and said, "Brother, the people here basically belong to these gangs, those who have not joined the gang, well, the Chris in front of you belongs to the gangless person, but you'd better not mess with him, he'll stab you with a knife."

Yang Yi breathed out and said helplessly: "Okay, no one can afford to offend him."

"Not necessarily, some of the worst slaps you can kick their ass, such as those who came in after committing the crime of forced annihilation. What are your charges? How many years in prison?"

"Intentionally hurt someone, five years."

"Oh, that's fine. Just like that, buddy, I can't waste too much time with you, as it will delay others talking to you. If you need to find me, the price will be fair."

Buddy was leaving again, and Yang Yi said anxiously: "Wait, who will look for me?"

Buddy shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Whoever likes you will come to you, that's it, my buddy, I wish you good luck."

Buddy left in a hurry, Yang Yi breathed, and then he continued to eat.

Yang Yi didn't expect Chris to help, but he hoped that Chris could at least introduce him to the situation, but his roommate seemed to be completely unwilling to help and refused to even say more.

Yang Yi gave up asking for information from Chris. He would rather ask about it from Buddy, but at this moment, Chris suddenly said: "I'll give you a piece of advice, don't join any gang, otherwise you won't get rid of it in the second half of your life."

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, and then he whispered: "Why? What gang is joining?"

Chris stopped talking, but just ate what was on his plate very quickly.

Yang Yi shook his head and started eating his bread. At this moment, another person sat in front of him.

A Latino with tattoos on his face, he stared at Yang Yi and said in a deep voice: "What's the charge?"

"Intentionally hurt someone, five years."

The tattooed Latino said calmly: "The boxing champion will kill you. If you don't want to die, you can only add poisonous fangs. We will protect you, but you have to pass the test to join the gang."

Yang Yi understood what Chris’ advice meant, so he turned his head back again and looked back. He felt that no matter how the boxing champion was, he would not have killed him in the suggestion. After all, this was in prison, and serious injuries would require an extended sentence.

But Yang Yi looked back and immediately understood, because there was a young black man sitting next to the boxing champion, and the black man was the newcomer who came in the same car as him today.

If joining the fangs requires a test, then will the gang joining the boxing champion be tested?

Yang Yi sighed because he felt that he was the test of that young black man.
Chapter completed!