Zhang Feng turned his head sideways, closed his eyes, and wiped the saliva from his face with his hands.

Everyone spit on one by one, only the eldest old ghost, who did not conform to the crowd, looked at Zhang Feng, sighed again and again, and then walked back to the bed to sleep.

Zhang Feng leaned against the wall, slowly stood up, walked to the sink, and washed himself.

The night is as cool as water, and the water in the faucet is even colder!

It was so cold that Zhang Feng's mind was sober, and he didn't feel sleepy!

Zhang Feng clenched his fists, walked to the bed on the very edge, and lay down on his side.

Thinking that he was inexplicably imprisoned and had to suffer such humiliation, Zhang Feng couldn't help but secretly swear that the gentleman would take revenge, ten years is not too late, and today's humiliation will be avenged!

The old ghost lying on the bed next to him turned around and looked at Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng asked coldly, "Do you have any advice?"

The old ghost licked his lips and reminded in a low voice: "I said, little brother, tonight's matter, I'm afraid that the bamboo pole will hold a grudge! Get up tomorrow morning, you have to endure it!"

Zhang Feng frowned, looking at the vicissitudes of life on the old ghost's face, it seemed that his life experience was written on his face, and he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, kindly reminded himself, so he asked tentatively: "Old ...... Uncle, what are they going to do tomorrow morning?"

The old ghost looked helpless and recalled: "Usually, let you brush the urinal, and then take off your pants in public, and the cell brother will start ordering songs, and let you sing whatever you want to hear." Anyway, it's just a pastime, just have fun! The big husband can bend and stretch, grit his teeth and endure it, and it's over!"

Zhang Feng couldn't help but feel stunned, he didn't expect that the laborious inmates would have such a heavy taste! He calculated in his heart that he was now sick and weak, and he was afraid that he would not be able to kill these fierce and ruthless inmates.

Unless you can shoot the first bird, kill the chickens and make an example of the monkeys, and deter them from the momentum!

But the problem is that the big man's figure is clearly there, and if you want to capture the thief and the king, I'm afraid it will not be easy!

The old ghost comforted and said: "Sleep! As long as you sleep, don't sleep too hard, stay awake, but whenever you hear any movement, you must get up! Just endure it for a few days, and wait for the next new arrival, you will survive!"

"Thank you!" Although Zhang Feng didn't know why the old ghost was telling him this, he couldn't help but feel grateful to the old ghost in his heart.

The old ghost nodded, closed his eyes and slept.

Although Zhang Feng was not sleepy, he was uncomfortable, so he closed his eyes and tried hard to recall his past.

Early in the morning, the big man got up, cleared his throat, and swaggered to the humble cubicle of the cell.

The big man walked all the way, kicking his sleeping cellmates one by one.

The inmates who were kicked seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, holding their heads in their hands and lying on the bed.

The thin monkey was the first to be kicked, and after lying on his stomach with his head in his hands, he commanded: "Boss pee!

The big guys kicked Zhang Feng one by one, perhaps thinking of what the bamboo pole said, and the Qu team hinted that they couldn't move this person, so they showed mercy and collected a little strength.

Zhang Feng was kicked, his eyes widened, and he looked straight at the big man.

The big man suddenly burst into flames and said viciously, "The kid doesn't understand the rules, does he?"

The old ghost next to him persuaded: "Big brother! This new little brother doesn't know the rules very well!

As he spoke, the old ghost pushed Zhang Feng and let Zhang Feng lie face down.

The big man walked to the cubicle and snorted coldly: "If you don't know the rules, you have to study hard! Stay here for three or five years to ensure that you know how to behave after you go out!"

Zhang Feng asked suspiciously: "That, uncle, why does the cell brother go to the toilet to pee, ask everyone to kick it, and ask us to lie on our stomachs?"

The old ghost leaned into Zhang Feng's ear and explained: "If the boss goes to the toilet during the day, we have to face the wall! At night, we lie on the bed, this is to prevent the boss from being attacked when he goes to the toilet! The rules have always been handed down like this!"

Zhang Feng nodded knowingly, muttering in his heart, seeing that this big man is fierce and ruthless, it turns out that there are times when he is afraid!

The big guy finished peeing, turned around and washed his hands, and then kicked one by one along the way and walked back to his bed.

The thin monkey sat up, pointed at Zhang Feng, and instructed, "That new man!

Zhang Feng gritted his teeth, frowned at the thin monkey, and slowly sat up.

The skinny monkey said in a strange voice, "Hey, the kid isn't convinced, is he?"

When the words fell, everyone who was lying on their stomachs stood up one after another.

The bamboo pole came to Zhang Feng first, and only then did he kick on the bed and pinch the hand bones.

Seeing this, the old ghost reminded: "Little brother, you don't want to toss around in the middle of the night and call all the prison guards over, right?"

"Why, now you're helping him talk, aren't you?"

The old ghost waved his hand again and again, and said with a smile: "Don't dare, don't dare! I just see that this little brother is sick, and his brain may be sluggish, so I just remind him a little!"

Everyone at the scene was looking at Zhang Feng and the old ghost.

Zhang Feng nodded compromisedly, stood up, and walked to get the washbasin.

He knew that these people didn't do anything directly to him, which was already polite, and if he continued to stalemate, he was afraid that even the old ghosts who were kind enough to help him would be embarrassed by them.

Zhang Feng used a basin to hold water and rinse the urinal.

The big guy then lay down, patted his belly, sighed, and went back to sleep.

Seeing this, everyone lay down one after another and went back to sleep.

The bamboo pole remained in place and did not go back.

Zhang Feng rinsed the urinal, put down the basin, and walked back.

The bamboo pole walked over and hit Zhang Feng with his shoulder.

Zhang Feng clenched his fists, looking ready to fight at any time.

The thin monkey interrupted, "Bamboo pole, why don't you sleep?"

"It's nothing! I'm just in a hurry!" Bamboo pole walked to the cubicle and stood by the urinal.

The thin monkey lay on his side and looked at Zhang Feng, and ordered, "New here! Wait until the bamboo pole is finished to go to the toilet, and then you will rinse the urinal!"

Zhang Feng went to get the basin and stood outside the compartment.

The bamboo pole reprimanded: "What do you want to do while you are standing behind me while you go to the toilet?"

"Bang!bang!" Zhang Feng rhythmically knocked on the wall with his basin, making a sound.

The bamboo pole looked at the big man and the thin monkey, and then threatened: "The kid wants to cause trouble, right?"

Zhang Feng snorted coldly: "No! I'm waiting to flush the toilet!"

Bamboo pole gritted his teeth, turned his head, and asked, "Boss, this kid doesn't know the rules, can I teach him a lesson?"

The big man said impatiently, "I'll talk about something tomorrow morning!" ”

The bamboo pole swallowed his anger, pushed Zhang Feng away, and walked back scolding.

Zhang Feng muttered in his heart, it turned out that they were afraid of summoning the prison guards, so he reminded, "Wait! Didn't you say you wanted to go to the toilet?"

The bamboo pole stopped, turned around and said, "Lao Tzu is not in a hurry!"

Zhang Feng began to tilt the sink in the basin again, and refused: "That's not good! I'm waiting to flush the toilet, why don't you hold back your urine?"

The bamboo pole rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Boss, give me a word! I can't bear this guy!"

The big man got up, pointed at Zhang Feng, and ordered: "Let him stop knocking! If he summons the prison guards over again, Lao Tzu will not let him see the sun tomorrow!"

"Bang!" the basin struck for the last time, and then stopped.

Zhang Feng glanced at everyone and asked, "I'm waiting to flush the toilet, is there anyone else going to the toilet?"

Everyone turned their eyes to the big man.

But the old ghost looked at Zhang Feng, couldn't help frowning, and sighed lightly.

The big guy announced, "Everyone's sleeping! Skinny monkey, bamboo pole, you two come here!"

The thin monkey and the bamboo pole came to the side of the big man, and the rest of the people lay down to sleep.

Zhang Feng put down the basin and walked back to his bed.

The old ghost lowered his voice and said anxiously: "Little brother, why don't you listen to persuasion?

Zhang Feng deliberately raised his voice and snorted coldly: "Since I am a newcomer, let me do the toilet flushing in the future! If anyone wants to go to the toilet, I will be ready at any time!"

The big man looked at Zhang Feng, and with an idea, he hooked his fingers towards Xuan Slender Monkey and the bamboo pole.

The thin monkey and the bamboo pole leaned over and listened.

The big man lowered his voice and arranged: "That's it! Since that guy surnamed Qu told us not to touch this guy, let's not mess with him yet! Didn't he have a fever just now? After dawn, try to fix him, and when the wind is released, his brain will be dizzy, and then he will let him provoke our second brother in the prison area, even if he is beaten to death outside, it has nothing to do with us!"

The thin monkey quickly gave a thumbs up and flattered, "Big brother is wise!

The big guy triumphantly said, "That's it!"

The bamboo pole thought for a moment and proposed, "Boss, why don't we ask him to wash his hair and take a bath? This thing will never be noticed! And isn't he feverish? We insist that he is sick!"

The big man asked, "Skinny Monkey, what do you think?"

The thin monkey rubbed his chin and analyzed: "Boss! It's not difficult for us to fix him here! The problem is, when he goes outside, if he gets dizzy, the whole person is crumbling, and he looks half-dead, I'm afraid no one will him! And he himself is dizzy, how can he pull hatred?"

The big man was embarrassed and said, "It seems that there is some truth to it!

The thin monkey smiled and said, "Boss, I have an idea here! It's just that you need to take into account the overall situation and compromise a little!"

The big man's eyes widened, and he rebuked, "Lao Tzu compromised with him, what kind of bad idea did you come up with?"

The thin monkey explained: "Boss, listen to me! Whether you let him wash his hair and take a bath, or drink winter melon soup, he will always know that we will fix him! If the man surnamed Qu comes to give him a head again, won't we be offended? Why don't we come openly, just do the black hands behind our backs!"

The big man looked like he didn't understand, and asked in wonder, "Why did you do it behind your back?"