Luo Sheng closed his eyes.

He knew what the other person was thinking, and even he could roughly guess what kind of words the other person would use to describe himself.

But he didn't care.

He now has a visceral feeling that he wants to make things right.

The feeling is subtle.

But he really doesn't hate it.

……

Three days passed.

For some special reasons, Colbert did not appear in the Black Gate Prison as promised, as previously said.

On the contrary, it was Luo Sheng.

He had already returned to his cell, or rather entered it for the first time, because he had only suffered a flesh wound.

It's not the same as Arkham.

The cells here are smaller, and they are double cells, with a thin-looking spectacled man on the top bunk.

"Hi, my name is Luo Sheng."

Luo Sheng put down his clothes and stretched out his hand to the old man above, enthusiastically.

The other party smiled at Luo Sheng.

didn't say anything, obviously because he didn't want to have any intersection with Luo Sheng, a fellow inmate.

Luo Sheng didn't feel embarrassed.

Any day from today is a time for him to atone for his sins, and he can live well, and keep going like this.

……

Afternoon.

The bell rings, and it's time to let the wind out.

All the prisoners had to leave their cells and do something else.

"Hey! That *** from cell 4236, get out! ”

A stout prison guard arrived at the gate.

on the bed.

Luo Sheng was lying on the bed, obviously making him feel a little tired during this time.

The roar didn't wake him up.

The guards outside waited impatiently for three seconds, and finally rushed into the cell with words like "I'm going to kill you."

"Hey! Wake me up! ”

The prison guard held a baton to Luo Sheng on the bed, and suddenly, the person who had been quiet opened his eyes.

But the difference is that this is a pair of red eyes.

And what's even stranger.

These red eyes are different from the past, not only are they not crazy and chaotic, but they are full of reason and calmness.

Apparently, the mad chef was also affected by the drug.

"I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well."

With such an indifferent remark, the crazy chef quickly stood up, stood up against the wall, and hurriedly ran to the gate.

This behavior made the prison guards unable to see the reason to find fault, and the matter was revealed.

The mad chef who walked to the gate frowned, he felt that he was feeling strange now.

It's like a person who has always been calm suddenly bursting into anger.

But the problem is that he has been irritable and suddenly becomes calm, and even begins to think about the problem unconsciously.

Swap it out for his old temper.

It doesn't matter where he is now, just go out, anyway, give him a knife and he can fight an army.

But he was calculating.

What kind of situation will have what kind of consequences, and what kind of behavior is the wisest.

"It's annoying." There was a hint of helplessness in the crazy cook's eyes.

At the gate, the prison guard who told him to get up went down and began to direct the prisoners to leave here in an orderly manner one by one, and the crazy cook was also very obedient.

Judging by his uniform, this is a prison.

The smell of your body combined with your current temperature makes you sure that you have just taken a shower a while ago and that you have not exercised.

Wait, I have injuries on my body.

This can be deduced that he may have been attacked not long ago, and it may have been severe, so severe that he needed treatment, and it took him nearly three days to return to his cell.

Could it be that Luo Sheng was beaten?

And then caught in jail?

The crazy chef's brain was running like crazy, and soon his brain made up five reasons that could explain the current situation.

But he wasn't satisfied.

A group of prisoners arrived at the location.

The prison guard stood in front of everyone again, waving the officer, his face was stinky, and it seemed that it would be a waste of his time to say more to these people.

"Everyone, I've said this many times, don't look for trouble, don't fight, or you can be killed at any time, if you want to do (harmony), get out of the toilet yourself, don't let me see it, or I'll kick his and his little boyfriend's ass, okay! Disband! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone dispersed regularly.

Crazy Kitchen locked the position as soon as possible.

He was going to go to the playground to see the scenery.

This is a necessary point to escape, and when this happens, he will figure out what is wrong with him.

Why did you become like a strange scientist?

"Hey."

As soon as the mad chef was about to leave, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and several other people immediately gathered around.

"Young man, we need you to come over for a moment."

It was a red-haired uncle who looked to be in his forties, and the rest of the people around him were some muscular men with very strong bodies.

The crazy chef's eyes were very indifferent.

He seemed to know what these people were up to.

"Hey." A bearded man looked down at him mockingly, "Little cutie, you don't want to call the prison guards, hehehehe, you can try it, but trust me, your life won't be easy after that." ”

The crazy chef's head tilted.

"Toilet."

Leaving these two words, he walked quickly into the bathroom, and several big men all licked their last lips and followed them into the toilet.

And at this time.

The little man in Rason's cell was inside, and suddenly there was a scattered footsteps at the gate that scared him so much that he almost broke the.

"Hey, how's it going, who's coming first?"

"I've never seen anything so tender in three years."

What these people said made the glasses man's heart tremble.

Seriously, he had encountered this a few times before, but he always left when he saw it, but he didn't have this opportunity to watch the live broadcast.

But he wasn't really interested in the scene.

But at that moment, he heard a crisp sound, followed by the sound of something falling to the ground.

Strange, could it be that he didn't know what the pose?

The probe looks out.

The glasses man's pupils contracted suddenly.

He saw his fellow inmate, who was holding a man's neck with one hand and lifting it into the air.

There were three others, all of whom were lying on the ground in an unknown position, their necks twisted in a strange shape.

Crazy Chef looked at each other.

He seemed to underestimate his endurance a little, and he didn't understand when he was actually doing things and was so troublesome.

He could have broken the heads of these people outside, but he took them to the bathroom.

"Luo Sheng, Luo Sheng, what the hell are you doing." The mad cook threw the body into the toilet cubicle to the side.

Looks like he's going to have to leave before the roll call in the evening.

Otherwise, something will happen.

The man with glasses covered his mouth tightly in the cubicle.

God knows how scared he is now!