During breakfast time, Yang Yi habitually looked at the location of the boxing champion and his group.

The boxing champion has not appeared yet, but the younger brothers under the boxing champion looked at Yang Yi again and looked very arrogant.

Two days ago, the boxing champion's subordinates dared not look at Yang Yi like this. Although they have more people and look more powerful, when they look at Yang Yi, they restrain the fierce light in their eyes. But now, when they look at Yang Yi, they do not hide their murderous intent.

Sure enough, things were difficult to handle. It seemed that the boxing champion was not only waiting for revenge, but also said that he should have made his younger brothers stand up again.

Prison is a very realistic place. If you are powerful, others are afraid of you. If you win, you can maintain your status. However, if you lose, you will lose to a young man who looks neither strong nor big. The status of the boxing champion will be difficult to protect.

Therefore, if you want to maintain your status, the boxing champion must also teach Yang Yi a lesson. At worst, you can kill him, and at least you can beat him half to death. In short, it is impossible to give up. Yang Yi estimated that the boxing champion's only choice is to kill him instead of just teaching him a lesson.

After eating breakfast calmly, Yang Yi did not go to let the air and did not return to the cell. Instead, he changed into a one-piece work clothes and prepared to clean up the garbage with Chris.

The prisoners who can work are all prisoners whose remaining sentences are not long, that is, prisoners who will be released from prison soon. Since they are about to be released from prison, the possibility of any accidents at work is much lower.

So when the prisoner is working, there are no prison guards around him.

In other words, Yang Yi can do what he wants without the supervision of the prison guard.

Cleaning and cleaning tableware is a matter for the cleaner. Yang Yi doesn’t need to clean it. He just needs to sort and sort the garbage with Chris, and then burn it or bury it.

But no one has any difficulty sorting out the garbage. Their method is very simple. As long as it is not something like stone that cannot be burned, they will throw it into the stove.

There are thousands of prisoners in the prison and many prison guards, and the amount of garbage generated every day is very considerable.

The garbage incinerator can be used as a supplementary heat source for prisons, such as burning some hot water for prisoners to take a bath. Although the garbage incinerator in Pelican Bay Prison is also a regular garbage incinerator, the exhaust gas purification devices such as dust removal and sulfur removal have been broken for a long time, and the smoke is discharged directly from the chimney.

Yang Yi didn't care whether the atmosphere would be polluted. He came to deal with the garbage not just to get a job and get a chance to take a bath.

Chris threw a bag of garbage into the feed port, which was initially crushed from the feed port, and then sprayed with kerosene before being sent into the furnace.

Before Chris could fire, Yang Yi opened the black garbage bags one by one, took a look inside and continued to open the bags.

The bag was opened and it might spill out when it was thrown at the feed port. Chris had to be responsible for cleaning it, so Chris was a little dissatisfied and said loudly: "Hey, what are you doing? You don't need to open it, just throw it in and burn it."

Yang Yi ignored Chris, he opened the bag again, and finally found what he needed.

Looking at the slowly bag of drink bottles, Yang Yi couldn't help but whistle, and then he smiled at Chris and said, "The whistleblower in prison cannot survive, right?"

Chris was stunned for a moment, then whispered: "What do you want to do?"

Yang Yi shrugged, and then he continued to search for what he needed from the garbage bags piled up with the entire processing station.

A branch pierced the garbage bag, revealing a long piece. Yang Yi, who was looking for it, lit up his eyes. Then he immediately opened the garbage bag with branches and took out all the branches with leaves inside.

Chris was silent for a moment and whispered, "You're looking for something that can be used as a weapon, are you?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Yes."

Yang Yi had already picked up more than a dozen branches, but the thickest ones were just branches as thick as index fingers, and the thin ones were the thickness of chopsticks. Chris looked at it and couldn't help saying, "The branches are not good. You are wasting your efforts. These branches are soft and crisp. You can't polish them as weapons at all."

Just smiled, Yang Yi did not explain Chris's question, and Chris looked at Yang Yi and continued to search for things, and couldn't help saying, "You don't have to waste your energy, there is no way to send metal to make weapons here."

Yang Yi did not find the metal container he needed. He straightened his waist and frowned and said, "I need a metal jar, or plate, is there any such thing?"

Chris' eyes couldn't help but fall on a square metal plate, but he immediately said, "No! This is absolutely not possible. The work here needs to be checked. If you steal the tools, we will be done!"

Yang Yi landed his eyes on the wall not far from the incinerator, leaning against a few tools. In addition to a long iron stick to turn over the burning garbage, there were two shovel-like things to remove the furnace. One of the shovels was quite large, looking like a square-mouth shovel.

To reach into the furnace and turn the burning garbage, the tools with the wooden handle are definitely not good, so the shovel handles are also made of iron. Seeing the two shovels, Yang Yi exhaled and smiled, "It's enough to have these, it's OK."

Chris said nervously: "No! Absolutely not! You can't take the tools out. If you have to take them out, then I, I..."

Yang Yi waved his hand and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to bring out the tools here. Okay, you keep working, I do my own thing. I'm sorry you have to do my job for me, but please don't worry, I won't involve you."

Finally, Yang Yi found two potato chip tubes, which are the paper packaging tubes used to hold potato chips.

Seeing the packaging bucket of potato chips, Yang Yi couldn't help but cheer, and then he said to Chris: "Okay, I've found what I need."

Looking at the pile of things released by Yang Yi, Chris couldn't help but say, "What are you going to do? What are you going to do?"

Yang Yi shrugged, then he picked up a drink bottle and smiled, "That's it."

Chris couldn't help saying, "Beverage bottle? What can this do?"

Yang Yi smiled and shook his head, saying, "This is pe, it's polyethylene. Who said that the weapon must be made of metal? Since the handle of the toothbrush can be sharpened and used to poke people, then the beverage bottle can of course be too."

Chris widened his eyes and said, "How can the drink bottle stab someone? I understand! You have to melt the drink bottle!"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Smart, I'm curious that no one has thought of this method before?"
Chapter completed!