After chatting with Huang Guanjiao, another discipline brought back the toiletries, took me back to the prison number, and after a few simple words of advice, he slammed the iron door shut, and the world was quiet in an instant.

"I asked for a change of room, and they teamed up to bully me!" Han Fei got up and banged on the iron door like crazy.

"Why should you live in a hotel here? Why do you change rooms, do you need me to call a few more technicians for you?" The discipline stood outside the iron gate and reprimanded: "Ask yourself why, there are more than ten people sleeping in one room, why don't they make trouble for others, but look for you, you are here to accept transformation, not to be a young master, and then shout, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Han Fei opened his mouth, and didn't make any more sound for a long time, I ignored him, squinting my eyes at the small prison number.

There were about six or seven people in the room besides us, it was more than two o'clock in the morning, most of them were curled up on the dirty Chase bunk to sleep, Meng Shengle and Dapeng sat cross-legged on the bunk near the corner and chatted quietly.

After begging to no avail, Han Fei leaned on the back of the iron door, staring at the ground in a daze with dull eyes, his nose twitching and panting, obviously being cleaned up quite seriously just now.

In the whole number, there were no bullies such as the captain or cell boss that I imagined, except for a few of us, the remaining few inmates seemed to be more timid than us, and after I entered the room, a few people squinted and looked at me secretly.

The room was filled with a complex disgusting smell of urine and foot odor mixed together, I turned my head back and forth to look around, Dapeng took the face plate and toiletries in my hand, and shouted to the shop: "Who's inside, clean up a bunk for my eldest brother to sleep in." ”

"Ah, okay, Boss Peng. A shriveled young man with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek and a shaved head jumped up on the bunk, and he raised his leg and kicked on the body of another guy next to him, holding his head high and reprimanding: "Give your bedding roll to the eldest brother to vacate it." ”

Next to him was a chubby man with glasses in his thirties, frowning and muttering in a low voice that dared not speak angrily: "Brother Zui'er, let him go, what am I lying on?"

The shriveled young man raised his hand and slapped the man with glasses in the face, and cursed viciously: "Why is there so much nonsense, I haven't lit you in the past two days, is it itchy again?"

The man with glasses lowered the corners of his mouth, and reluctantly let out the moldy cover roll under his body.

After simply tidying up a bunk, the shriveled young man smiled at me with a sneering back: "Big brother, you sleep here, next to the window, ventilated, and it's not easy to smell the stench." ”

I was a little confused, and asked Dapeng sideways, "Is this your friend?"

Meng Shengle shook his head, pointed to a small pool of blood and a few teeth next to the toilet, and said with a smile: "I don't know, it seems to be the commander, just now I called the two of us, and let Dapeng smash a few back molars with a Meteor Fist." ”

"I don't know each other if I don't fight, hehe.." The shriveled young man shrunk his neck and introduced himself: "Big brother, my name is Yu Jiajie, my nickname is Dazui, and I am the acting number of our 608. ”

I waved my hand and said, "Come on, you still have the final say in this house in the future, just when a few of us are air, we don't make trouble with you, and you don't bare your teeth at us, let's just coexist peacefully." ”