It can be seen that the thin monkey is very prestigious in room 24.

Zhang Peng had no choice but to stop and stand in place again.

"Throw things on the bunk and squat on the urinal!"

The thin monkey shouted again.

"Can't squat."

Zhang Peng shook his head and replied.

"Hey! It's strange that I'm stepping on a horse, and you're coming in to be the warden? The rules here have existed since ancient times, and you have to change them when you come? ”

In the face of Zhang Peng's repeated provocations, the thin monkey was obviously really angry.

In fact, in modern prisons, management is relatively standardized. Like the cell boss and prison bully phenomenon in the last century, there are indeed still some of them, but they are already a very small part.

If you really do it at every turn, you will be caught squatting on the trumpet, the space in the trumpet is as narrow as a dog cage, you can't straighten your legs if you straighten your waist, you can't straighten your waist if you straighten your legs, in short, it's extremely uncomfortable.

This is actually quite bearable, but what is really unbearable is the psychological depression and fear.

Most of the squatting in the small room is seven days, and during these seven days, you eat and drink in such a small house, and no one speaks, and it is normal for loneliness and phobia to appear in a closed room such as the small room.

Generally, if you come out after being locked up for seven days, your spirit will be sluggish for at least ten days and half a month.

What's more, you've been fighting a lot more times, and if you are handcuffed and shackled, wouldn't it be unpleasant for you? And if you can't get the semi-annual commutation, I won't say that I can give you a few more years.

So what are you doing in prison? Picture painful?

But in the face of Zhang Peng's disregard for the regulations of the cell, if the thin monkey beats him, it is tenable.

After all, the thin monkey is officially appointed to sit on the shift and is also called the trumpet, he wants to bite Zhang Peng to the death and not cooperate with his work, so he will clean him up, there is nothing wrong with him!

"You have the final say?"

Who knew that Zhang Peng did not answer his question, but changed the topic and asked rhetorically.

"Yes! What's the matter! ”

The thin monkey replied quite stiffly without thinking about it.

"Turn back, I'll you!"

Zhang Peng said these six words casually, and then turned his head and walked towards the only empty shop.

"Ouch,, if you don't clean up this horse, I'm sorry for myself! him for Lao Tzu! ”

After the thin monkey scolded twice, he shouted, and the prisoners in Prison No. 24 rushed towards Zhang Peng in unison.

Zhang Peng put down his luggage and stood in place with his hands clenched into fists, like a straight javelin, indomitable.

Just as the show of one against twenty was about to be staged, there was a sudden sound of knocking on the big iron door.

"Hyperactive!"

The discipline who sent Zhang Peng here before smashed the big iron door with a rubber rod, pointed at the thin monkey and asked, "Thin monkey, are you stepping on a horse and playing the legend of the heroes of the Sui and Tang dynasties with me?" ”

The thin monkey was not afraid of discipline, and directly pushed back with a hard sentence: "No! I'm not teaching him the rules, this little B cub stabbed me! ”

"Why don't you teach me the rules? Teach, you just teach well, don't step on a horse and give me the whole thing, do you know? I'll clean you up if you swoop! ”

The discipline was obviously a little angry as well, squinting his eyes and scolding angrily.

"Okay!" The thin monkey nodded, but was still visibly unconvinced.

"You are the discipline, you are the greatest! It's all scattered, it's all scattered! ”

Then the thin monkey waved his hand, gathered together, and then the prisoners dispersed.

The discipline straightened the brim of his hat, pointed at Zhang Peng with a rubber rod and said, "You come out." ”

Zhang Peng walked towards the door, the discipline opened the door, locked it again after Zhang Peng came out, and walked back to the guard room where more than a dozen square duty personnel rested.

The discipline took out a pack of ten-yuan cloud cigarettes and handed it to Zhang Peng: "Do you smoke?" ”

"Thank you."

Zhang Peng took out one and put it in his mouth.

"Click"

The discipline helped Zhang Peng light the cigarette and asked, "Offended someone?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Peng took a puff of his cigarette and replied.

"Twenty-four twenty-five is called the prison of the dead, and it is very dangerous for you to be locked up for three years."

The disciplinarian also lit a cigarette and said slowly.

"Why are you telling me this?"

Zhang Peng was not in the society on the first day, so he naturally understood that there was no good thing in this world for no reason, so he asked this question.

"Huh." The discipline smiled and replied: "Boss Zhao of a second-hand car dealer asked someone to tell me that he wanted me to take care of you." ”

Zhang Peng nodded and said nothing.

The discipline added again: "There is also a cadre on the second floor who is in the staring class who also mentioned it to me, and it is estimated that it is also your relationship. If it is an ordinary thing to have this relationship, you will not be able to suffer much in the north of the city. ”

But soon the discipline changed his words and said, "But you seem to have caused a lot of trouble, right?" ”

"Yes!" Zhang Peng replied without hesitation.

It's okay if he doesn't come in, as long as he comes in, the group of people who have offended him will undoubtedly try to stumble him on the contrary, and they want to kill him in prison.

Anyway, the prison also has a certain number of deaths every year, and if he wants Zhang Pengzhen to die in it, he will exert pressure at all levels, and the biggest possibility is that the big thing will be turned into a small thing.

The discipline looked at him solemnly and said, "We will try our best to protect you, but it is impossible for us to be on duty twenty-four hours a day, so you have to pay more attention to yourself." ”

"Okay, thank you for the discipline." Zhang Peng showed a rare smile.

"Go back after smoking! By the way, don't be too stiff in your relationship with Skinny Monkey, maybe he can keep you. ”

Speaking of this, the discipline paused and added: "Thank you for Boss Zhao's Jin Junmei for me." ”

Zhang Peng extinguished the cloud smoke that was about to burn to the filter in the ashtray, looked up and replied, "Okay." ”

Immediately, the discipline took Zhang Peng back to room 24, and called the thin monkey to the guard room.

Zhang Peng sat on the bunk calmly, completely ignoring the fierce eyes of the prisoners.

In the guard room, the skinny monkey and the warden sit opposite each other and smoke cigarettes.

The thin monkey crossed his legs and said straight to the point: "Zhang Guanjiao, I don't want to get involved in the affairs between you!" ”

"The people above are locked up in your cell, do you want to get involved with you?" Zhang Guan replied with a smile.

"Whew!" The thin monkey took a puff of cigarette and replied with a somewhat angry expression: "What do you mean by Zhang Jiaojiao, I am sitting in prison, and the disaster comes from heaven, so I should do everything that offends people?" ”

Zhang Guan blinked and did not speak.

Seeing that Zhang disciplined and didn't talk, the thin monkey had no choice but to ask knowingly: "This is called Zhang Peng, is Zhang the person who disciplined you?" ”

"Who in these ten rooms is not mine?" Zhang Guan replied ambiguously.

"Okay! Zhang disciplined you to say this, and I understood. The skinny monkey lowered his head and finished his cigarette in one gulp.

Zhang Guanjiao clasped his hands in his arms, leaned back in the chair and said, "I won't be transferred, and you only have three years, so you won't lose anything." ”

"I'll think about it." The skinny monkey threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray.

"Jin Yu, if you are flattering and fun at both ends, you will only be angry at both ends!"

Seeing that the thin monkey's attitude was wavering, Zhang Guanjiao couldn't help but order this.

The thin monkey known as Jin Yu winked at Zhang Guan and replied, "Brother Zhang, who has to think about it when people are faced with a choice?" What if it looks like a pie and doesn't catch it and smashes yourself to death? ”