On the eighth day of Zero's confinement cell, half of the prison guards had been dismissed for a variety of reasons, most notably financial, and the already overstretched guards were now far underwhelmed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 At the suggestion of the head of the guard, Tema, the warden of the prison began to try to implement the prisoner monitoring system, which is to let the model prisoners of the fourth district supervise the prisoners of the first district, and the prisoners of the third district to supervise the prisoners of the second district.

This system doesn't seem to be anything special, just an ordinary monitoring system, but it actually contains some of Tema's thoughts, he doesn't want to stay here like this, he only has two years left in his term, and he needs to hurry up to raise his pension.

In the afternoon of the same day, ten model prisoners from the 4th Ward were sent to the 1st Ward, and these ten were said to have been carefully selected as the most just and selfless of the model prisoners...... But the devil knows what price they all paid, anyway, these people were all selected by that guy from Tema, counting on Tema to be impartial? It's a crazy idea.

Tema walked into the first district in a grand manner, his usually cold eyes were now full of smiles, he took a deep breath of joy, it seemed that the turbid air of the first district also made him comfortable, "Gentlemen! Right now! The guards have lost their historical role! These big men are your new Ombudsman for District 1! The right to deduct points that the guards had before! They have it all! ”

The first district of "Buzz ......" is like a fried pot, the first district is called the "Devil's Zone", and there are only two kinds of people here, one is the newcomer who has just arrived in prison and has nothing to do with it, and the other is the old fritter who has been here for an unknown amount of time and has been sentenced to more than 100 years in prison. When they saw the so-called inspectors from the Fourth Ward, who were white and innocent and did not look like prisoners, they were immediately excited.

"Hey, it's a pity that the four sisters didn't know where the divine was solved, otherwise they, hehe......"

"There are more than four sisters here, wait to see the show, I bet that within three days, those white and clean big men will definitely cry and shout for their mother, and go back to the fourth district in disgrace."

"Okay, then I'll bet for five days!"

"Bet on what?"

"Just bet on a box of cigarettes, the one you just got!"

"You old dog, you have a pretty smart nose."

"Bet or not! Give it a good time! ”

"Then bet on this box of cigarettes! But if you lose, the "Playboy" you treasure ......"

"Here you go!"

"Good! Joyfully! Ha ha! Then let's wait and see the play! ”

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Mir Rat was surprised to listen to what the people around him were talking about, and suddenly he missed the four sisters a little, he didn't like these big men who were arrogant, and it was not bad to make them feel hopeless, he nodded, ready to join the team of teasing these big men.

"Hey!" After Tema left, the guy who took the lead among the big ones triumphantly glanced at the lazy First District inmates who were about to leave, and said loudly.

But no one paid any attention to him, and the inmates of District 1 continued to go about their course with mocking smiles, and a few of the prickly sisters began to whistle. "Your butts are so big! You guys are so white! Want to try something new? ”

"!" The big guys looked at these guys in the first district in disbelief, their fists clenched, they didn't expect these guys to be so bold.

"Hey! Bastards! Didn't you hear what I was saying? I said again, 'Hey! You've all been deducted a point! Don't you know? ”

"QNMD deducts points!" The inmates of the First District burst into laughter.

"Who cares about that deduction? You? ”

"What's the use of asking for that point? Why don't you go home and get your milk! Little dolls. ”

"Let's eat our big guy!"

"Hahaha......"

The big men realized that they were using the wrong method, but they quickly reacted, and the one who took the lead among them asked with a smile, "Do you think we can't do anything about you, the scum of District 1?" ”

"Phew! Who is the scum? Maggots! ”

"Wow! Dude, they're like maggots too? ”

"Isn't their white appearance like maggots?"

"Maggots can eat them, can they eat them?"

"These guys are ......"

"Porphyry~" The little guy pouted his ass back exaggeratedly, "They're a fart!" ”

"Hahaha......" Everyone in District 1 was amused by this witty little man, and they applauded loudly and applauded feverishly, as if he were a big star.

"Quiet!" The guy shouted, "My name is Jorden!" You may have misunderstood something! We're not going to leave you alone with nothing! They equipped each of us with batons......"

But before he could finish speaking, an explosive burst of laughter erupted throughout the first district, and the prisoners clutched their stomachs and laughed, "Hey! Did you hear what that guy said? ”

"He said each of them had a baton!"

"Oh my God! Truncheon! I'm so scared! What to do! I'm going to be beaten to death with a baton! Hmm~"

"Bang!" The sudden gunshot made everyone in the first district tremble violently, and they all subconsciously raised their hands.

"What are you doing?" It turned out that Tema suddenly returned with a team of guards, and he looked at the guy who was leading the trouble like he was looking at a dead man, "You don't exist for me, do you?" Or do you look down on me? What did I just say? How dare you disobey me like this? ”

"You! Don't hide! It's you! Tema took out the little man who had been taking the lead in making trouble, smiled and patted his face, "Say, what do you want me to do with you?" ”

"Huh?"

"Say! What to do with you! Tema's eyes widened, and he grabbed the little man by the collar and shouted viciously.

"I ...... I ......" The little man was completely stunned and stammered and couldn't say anything.

"Say it or not! Don't say I'll kill you right away! Tema put his steaming pistol to the little man's temple and roared furiously.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more wrong, the little man screamed loudly: "Shut me up, lock me up!" ”

"Confinement?" Tema put the pistol down, smiled and asked, "How many days do you think is appropriate?" ”

"One...... One month. How could the little man have encountered such a situation, and he was frightened to report his psychological expectations.

"Huh?" Tema didn't speak, just made a noise through his nose, as if he was dissatisfied.

"Ninety days!" The little man immediately changed his words, and it actually tripled all at once...... (To be continued.) )