Footsteps from far and near, "Hello Warden!" Hello Warden! The prisoners in the cells on both sides of the corridor had flattering smiles.

In this place, the warden is invincible, with supreme authority. Nominally, it can't directly manipulate the life and death of the prisoner, but secretly everyone knows what's going on. In such a place, if a prisoner dies "accidentally", isn't it like a dead chicken?

"Is this the room? Open it! "It's the warden's voice.

"Bang-" The iron door was slammed open.

"All of them, Lizheng!" The accompanying prison guard shouted.

"Smack!" The prisoners made a sound with a chorus of straining on their hind legs.

Ye Feng was speechless, from walking through the corridor with red stripes, to a series of styles in the prison, as well as the style of the prison guards, all of which reflected the intention of emphasizing the authority of the prison and severely suppressing the prisoners.

"You are Ye Feng?" The warden was a man in his fifties, with a thin face and a neat mustache on his upper lip, and it was evident that he cared very much about it, and it was evident that he had taken great care of it.

"Here my name is 93057." Ye Feng said self-deprecatingly.

"I've admired the name for a long time." The warden still felt cold when he laughed, and his teeth were dazzlingly white.

Ye Feng owed slightly: "It's an honor." ”

"From the pride of the sky to the prisoner, this gap is very large, I hope you can quickly adjust it. Renovate well, although it is unlikely that you will go out, but don't be too pessimistic, and if you have a flat mentality, your life will be better! The warden said.

"Thank you!" Ye Feng nodded.

"If you are not satisfied, please feel free to come to me." The warden patted Ye Feng on the shoulder and turned to leave.

There was a deathly silence in the cell, and everyone was stunned by the warden's sudden visit. It was clear that the warden was here for the new prisoner. In prison, you can walk sideways with a discipliner, let alone the final boss warden here.

"What's your name?" The bald man didn't listen too clearly to Ye Feng's conversation.

“93057！” Ye Feng said angrily.

After this incident, the calm in the cell was restored, and everyone seemed to have forgotten the conflict with Ye Feng, only the bald man would look at Ye Feng from time to time, looking unwilling.

When it was time to eat, the iron door of the cell automatically opened, and the voice of the prison guard resounded throughout the prison from the loudspeaker: "Take the cell as a unit, line up in turn to enter the canteen, no chasing, no fighting, no talking to each other, one person makes a mistake, the whole cell sits in a row, and there is no food!" ”

Ye Feng tidied up his clothes and followed the chubby middle-aged man to the cafeteria.

"I said, boy, what's your name?" The man asked Ye Feng in a low voice.

"Ye Feng!"

"When I see you, I think of my son, who should be as tall as you now. It's fat, round, and especially able to eat ......" The chubby man seemed to fall into memory.

"I was also fat before I came in, more than 190 pounds." Ye Feng couldn't help but smile: "Uncle, what is your surname?" ”

"My surname is Meng, and my name is Meng Bo. Just call me Uncle Bo. Meng Bo smiled at Ye Feng.

"Uncle Bo, please take care of me in the future." Ye Feng said.

"Xiao Yezi, it's not Uncle Bo who relies on the old and sells the old, I have to say a few words about you, when you enter here, you have to know the current affairs. The forces here are intricate, and if you are not careful, you will be beaten. It's good to hurt your muscles and bones, even if you are beaten to death, it's not unusual. Meng Bo introduced to Ye Feng: "The bald head who walked at the front, called Huang Qingyuan, nicknamed King Guangping, robbed and killed people. The thin one was kicked by you, and it was Yang Huai, the dog-headed military advisor of the King of Guangping, who stole in. The one with a scar on his chin is the scar Guo Dachang, and the death sentence for drug trafficking is suspended. The one behind them who was not smiling was the general, his name was Cai Jun, he was an arms trafficker...... "The people in the cell, Meng Bodu introduced them one by one.

"Uncle Bo, how did you get in?" Ye Feng asked with a grin.

"There was a state-owned enterprise that didn't pay us back, and I couldn't help it, so I went to their head office in Beidu and thought of a way to let them directly allocate the money." Meng Bo said lightly.

"Uncle Bo, you call it fraud. And the amount is particularly huge, 300 million. And I didn't pay it back afterwards!. Huang Deliang, the little hairy man in front, turned his head and said.

"What else? The money they owe us Kanglin Chamber of Commerce is 293 million, and I don't want much, so I will share it with everyone when I get it back. Meng Bo argued.

"Cut, it's good that people owe you money, but you can't cheat it, you also put on the makeup of an old chief, and cheated people up and down. In the end, the management of the family was served in a pot and went to jail. It's all your fault. That's why you're being sentenced so heavily. Xiao Maozi said with a smile.

"Don't speak!" The prison guard struck the iron railing with the baton in his hand and said viciously.

Walking into the cafeteria, everyone took a tray at the door and walked to the front to get food.

The food is not bad, two meat and one vegetable, an apple, and a soup. Today's snack and additionally have a chicken leg.

The person in charge of distributing the food is also a prisoner, he is short, but his belly is very large, and he usually eats very well and looks like he has plenty of oil and water.

Ye Feng found that he distributed dishes to everyone according to three, six, nine, etc., some more, some less. There are many like King Guangping, and there are very few Xiaomaozi.

It was Ye Feng's turn, and I saw this Humpty Dumpty man smile slightly, scoop up a spoonful of vegetables, and put it into Ye Feng's basin. The spoon swiped through the air, and his wrist shook rapidly, and when he put it into Ye Feng's plate, there was only a little bit left, not even one-fifth of others.

Ye Feng looked at him fixedly, flipped over the tray in his hand, and poured the dishes back into the bucket: "Hit!" ”

Humpty Dumpty put away his smile and gave Ye Feng a new one. The number is still pitifully small.

"Hit!" Ye Feng poured the dishes back on the tray as usual.

"Hit!"

"Hit!"

"Hit!" Ye Feng poured the dishes back again and again, and asked Humpty Dumpty to cook again.

"Don't be embarrassed!" Humpty Dumpty was a little anxious, he had never seen such a newcomer.

"It's you who are shameless!" Ye Feng poured the dish back again.

"Little Yezi, don't fight with them. It's going to be a loss. Meng Bo, who found that the situation was wrong, hurriedly came to drag Ye Feng.

The prison guards not far away had already noticed the commotion and were looking this way.

"Wait, we'll see!" Humpty Dumpty angrily prepared a good dish for Ye Feng according to the normal amount.

Ye Feng took the tray and found the dining table with his name written on it and sat down.

At this time, the four of them came over with trays and took chicken legs, poached eggs and apples from the tray of their fellow inmates. The movements are smooth and skillful, and it seems that he often does this.

Xiao Maozi and Uncle Bo also deliberately made a flattered look: "Come on, come on, you can clip more, I can't eat this, and this." ……”

When the four pairs of chopsticks of King Guangping, Scar, General and Military Division stretched out to Ye Feng's tray in unison. The corners of Ye Feng's mouth showed a mysterious smile.