"Brother Tao, this kid is flamboyant, do you want to give him a little bit of power?"

Liu Tao shook his head with a smile and rejected the proposal of a younger brother beside him.

"I think this kid is quite discerning, knows how to judge the situation, and is a talent that can be cultivated. ”

Liu Tao glanced Zhang Yang up and down, waved his hand, and motioned for him to come over.

"You are Brother Tao, look up for a long time!" Zhang Yang smiled, walked forward quickly, and held Liu Tao's hand.

Gain 1,000 Bad Luck Points.

Zhang Yang was shocked, this guy had 10,000 bad luck points, what bad luck did he encounter and was imprisoned?

"What's your name?" Liu Tao asked lightly.

"The younger brother's surname is Zhang Mingyang, please bear with Brother Tao!"

Liu Tao nodded: "What did you do to get imprisoned?"

"My younger brother was framed by someone, and the government and businessmen colluded, and my colleague and I were charged with a trumped-up charge of malicious injury. ”

"It turned out that he was wronged!"

"Yes, most of us have been wronged. ”

Liu Tao glanced at the group of trembling people behind him, nodded, and said proudly: "I, Liu Tao, am also mixed in the Tao, and I am the most righteous person, since you have called me Brother Tao, from now on, in this prison, I will cover you." ”

"Okay, thank you Brother Tao for taking care of me!"

Zhang Yang smiled, turned around and shouted, "What are you still doing in a daze, come here and call Brother Tao!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all ran over quickly, stood respectfully in front of Liu Tao, and said in unison: "Brother Tao!"

Liu Tao's heart suddenly gained a great sense of satisfaction.

"Hmph, with so many manpower, I don't think that bastard Wu Biao dares to speak arrogantly to me anymore!"

Just when Liu Tao was complacent, one of his subordinates stuck to his ear and said softly: "Brother Tao, there is a person over there who doesn't know how to lift, do you want to ......?"

Liu Tao looked up and saw that Zhang Wei was clasping his hands on his chest, looking at the scene outside the cell indifferently, not knowing what to think again.

"Brother Tao is angry, that is Uncle Zhang of my company, he is in his fifties this year, and I heard other colleagues say that he suffered a lot when he was young, so his personality is a little dull, but he is still very good. Zhang Yang smiled and said with a flattering look at Liu Tao.

Liu Tao nodded: "It is fate to be locked up in the same warehouse, everyone is a brother, it is my own people, I will not be embarrassed for my brother!"

Subsequently, Zhang Yang shook hands with the others in the warehouse one after another to get the bad luck points on them.

With Zhang Yang's lead, except for Zhang Wei, other newcomers also nodded their heads to please the old prisoners in the warehouse, and the first change of positions ended in such a harmonious ending.

In fact, Zhang Yang can use force to obtain the bad luck points on their bodies, but this is to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, and it will also bring trouble to other newcomers in the warehouse, so Zhang Yang uses a low-profile way to obtain the bad luck points on their bodies to minimize conflicts and losses.

After shaking hands with all of them, Zhang Yang checked the system, and now he has another 20,000 bad luck points, which has once again returned to the peak level of the past, which makes Zhang Yang feel excited.

Soon, half an hour passed, and the bell rang in the prison, and the prison guards opened the doors of the barns for the people of the barns and watched them walk towards the cafeteria.

"Later, you all show me a little fiercer, this time we can't let Wu Biao's group of bastards look at it again!" Liu Tao turned around and instructed his subordinates.

Walking into the canteen, Zhang Yang found that there were many canteens here than before, which could accommodate 500 people to eat at the same time, but the quality of the food had not changed in the slightest, oil and salt were rare items, most of the meat was fat, and the vegetables were still mainly Chinese cabbage.

After queuing up to receive his own tableware and food, Zhang Yang followed Liu Tao and his party to sit down at a table in front of him and began to eat.

Zhang Yang was thinking about how to contact them quickly and without causing conflict with so many prisoners around him, so as to get bad luck points on them, when suddenly Liu Tao quarreled with another prisoner.

"Bastard, what the fuck are you looking at!"

"Damn, what happened to you!"

Zhang Yang turned his head and saw that Liu Tao was arguing with a bald man in front of him, and it was estimated that the bald head was the Wu Biao that Liu Tao had said before.

"Heh, a few more subordinates will have confidence?" Wu Biao glanced at Zhang Yang and his party contemptuously, and said with a sneer: "This is your novice? Four-eyed boy, thin bamboo pole, bad old man, really strong combat effectiveness!"

After that, more than 50 people under Wu Biao laughed.

"Grass and mud horses, mules and horses, pull them out for a walk, just rely on the group of Muggles under your command, whether they can withstand my punch is still a question!"

"Damn!" Wu Biao flipped over the plate in front of him, pointed at Liu Tao and scolded angrily: "I didn't get you because you were willing to be a shrunken turtle honestly, since you jumped like this, it seems that I have to clean you up!"

Wu Biao gave an order, and the fifty people under him stood up in unison, quite majestic.

Liu Tao's thirty men also pulled twenty newcomers to stand up,-for-tat.

Clear-eyed people can see at a glance that Wu Biao's side is obviously stronger in combat, and his eyes are full of evil energy, and he is extremely effective at a glance.

On the other hand, on Liu Tao's side, in addition to the thirty people under him, the eyes of the twenty newcomers were all cowering, and a few were trembling with fright.

Liu Tao's back was also cold at this time, thinking that he finally had enough people to be able to raise his toes in front of Wu Biao, anyway, it was really to the extent of saber rattling, and the prison guards would definitely come to stop it, as long as they didn't lose in momentum.

But the prison guards standing around the restaurant were indifferent, standing in groups of three or five, chatting and laughing, completely unconcerned about what was going on here.

They were instructed from above that as long as anyone was looking for trouble with publicity, they were not allowed to stop them. Now that Zhang Yang's faction is in conflict with the other, they naturally choose to wait and see.

Seeing that the surrounding prison guards didn't seem to intend to interfere, Wu Biao sneered, smacked his lips, and shouted, "Brothers, copy guys!"

Suddenly, Wu Biao and more than 50 of his subordinates picked up the plates and spoons, and rushed towards Liu Tao and them with a strange scream.

"Grass and mud horses, they are all gentlemen, just fight, who is afraid of whom!" Liu Tao's heart was horizontal, he shouted angrily, and also led thirty of his subordinates to join the battle, and the remaining twenty newcomers stood in place awkwardly, neither fighting nor escaping.

Zhang Yang, on the other hand, withdrew from the battlefield at the first moment of the battle, quickly ran to a dining table behind him, and shook the hand of a stunned prisoner.

"Hello, brother!"