My forehead slammed against the cold concrete floor with a muffled sound.

"Now, give me five hundred squats in the corner, and I won't be allowed to eat or sleep until I finish it. The man snorted coldly, and then said, "When I was mixed in the Tao before, everyone called me Little Yama. If you want revenge, you can always come to me. ”

Since I didn't finish 500 squats, when the discipline came to deliver the meal at night, Xiao Yama directly snatched my food.

With humiliation, I dragged my tired body step by step to the squatting urinal and leaned against the corner of the wall with the stench. Even though I only did 60 squats, my legs still trembled slightly and my stomach growled with hunger.

The detention center, like the school, is forced to cut off the electricity after 9 p.m. The room was pitch black, and everyone was snoring.

Thinking back to today's scene, my nose was sour, and two tears were squeezed out of the corners of my eyes. I don't know what my parents are doing now, have they forgiven me. Yu Lele: What will they talk about tonight after the lights go out. Thinking of the back, tears poured out uncontrollably.

I tried to restrain my trembling and not let my cry come out. Otherwise, if they hear it, they will definitely laugh at it.

When I fell asleep, the tears were still on my cheeks.

The next day I woke up with the smell of urine. I opened my eyes and found that little Yama was peeing on the squatting urine next to me. Every now and then, urine stains splash on me.

Early in the morning I smelled a thick smell of urine, and I felt a feeling of vomiting coming from my stomach. I immediately covered my mouth to keep myself from throwing up.

"Yo, are you awake for serious injuries?" looked at me with a smile and lifted his pants. "I'm sorry, you woke up too late, breakfast has already been eaten. ”

"!" I couldn't bear it, and even if I couldn't beat him, I had to pull a few pinches of his hair off. I just stood up, but my legs were weak, and I sat back on the ground. It turned out that I slept in a strange position all night, and after doing so many squats, I woke up with numb legs.

"What's the matter, you still want to hit me?" Little Yama angrily kicked me in the face, and then went back to bed and fell asleep.

It took about ten minutes for me to regain some sensation in my legs. I wiped the footprints from my face and stepped out of the corner. The other five people in the room were still doing their jobs with the same expressionless faces as yesterday, and they seemed to be no stranger to the little Hades bullying newcomers.

At noon today, there was a sudden sound of keys colliding outside the door. The voices were getting closer and closer to us, and soon the door to the room was opened, and a discipline and a teenager walked in.

"Little Yama!!" the disciplinarian slapped the iron door hard, and Little Yama immediately sat up from the bed.

"This man is not ordinary, you don't treat him the same way you would anyone else. After the discipline was finished, he turned and left. It seems that he is well aware of the 'customs' of the cell, but keeps a blind eye.

"Okay, okay. Little Yama sneered. As soon as the discipline left, he immediately changed his face.

"Grandma, a bear, it's all your fault for waking up Lao Tzu's sweet dream......" Little Yama sat on the bed and scolded. Until now, I still clearly remember the phrase 'grandma bear' with an accent in little Hades.

"Lao Biao, give the newcomer a welcome ceremony!" It seems that the little king of Hades has taken the words of discipline as a deaf ear.

"Okay!" Lao Biao put down the glue and colored paper in his hand and swaggered towards the young man.

The teenager looked like I was the same age. There was a hint of anger on his delicate face.

"It's another underage kid...... Hey, what's the matter?" the old man had already walked up to him.

yes, it looks like someone is sleeping with me on the squatting toilet tonight. I silently looked at the boy in the corner and thought to myself.

"Little brat, your mother!" In the flash of lightning, the young man's standard and ornamental whip leg had already flown towards Lao Biao's face.