As long as there is a fight, it must be sent to Professor Yang for good discipline.

It's a dead rule, and no one can make exceptions, not even Mr. Copote's, because it's a bottom line.

The Penguin Man exists to deter the prisoners internally, not to give them a place to shelter, so if the Penguin Man commits a crime, he will inevitably be severely punished

Of course, this sentence is for the prisoners, whether it is strict or not is just a matter of Professor Yang's words, after all, the medical department is his territory.

In fact, with his murderous name, the average person only needs to see his face with a perpetual rigid smile, enough to be frightened away. And Professor Yang also knows that if you are a person from Colbert, you should not take it too seriously.

However, this kind of face must be given when Professor Yang is in a good mood.

......

"Teach...... Professor, people brought. Each of the guards spoke in a similar tone to Professor Yang.

Of course, Professor Yang knew that people had brought him, and he was not blind when such two big living people were in front of him.

In normal times, Professor Yang should be very happy to receive the new test specimen, but this time, under his smiling face, there are a pair of angry eyes...... You may not believe it, but in addition to anger, there is even a little grievance.

All the prisoners who had been treated by Professor Yang were almost all obedient after they went back, and they never dared to cause any trouble, but this person named Ziliang was actually pushed in front of Professor Yang for two consecutive days, which was simply a blow to his weak heart.

Fortunately, no one dared to formalize Professor Yang's gaze, so this flash of emotion was not noticed by anyone.

Professor Yang ...... The...... It's Mr. Copote's man. The guard shuddered.

"If you don't want to visit here, you can go......," Professor Yang said, not even glancing at the guard.

Just this sentence made the man tremble, and without saying a word, he turned around and withdrew from the infirmary, so frightened that he forgot to ask when he would come to pick up someone.

The door just closed......

"Oops, hey, look who's here again." Professor Yang's kind and eerie voice rang out. He slowly walked towards Ziliang, his eyes wandering up and down his body.

As for Ziliang, he couldn't open his mouth anyway, so he simply responded with a disgusted look.

"Hehehe- you can continue to respond to me with this stupid attitude, but I will tell you that I went back to the lab this morning and brought the latest 'electrotherapy device', which caused twice as much pain as the previous one."

As soon as the words fell.

"Woo-woo-"

A voice somewhere between crying and screaming came.

Professor Yang turned his head coldly...... Only then did he look squarely at the strong man who had advanced with Ziliang.

Compared with Ziliang's calmness, this strong man was obviously frightened to the point of "imaginary hypnosis", he was trembling all over, as if his muscles had begun to be electrified, it was estimated that he wanted to shout for mercy or something, but with a mask on his mouth, he could only make an extremely frightened snort.

"What a nasty child...... Professor Yang whispered. And pushed over an "electrotherapy instrument".

"Mr. Ziliang, please wait a while, this impolite kid is too noisy, I have to shut him up." He said as he attached a few shock plates or guidewires to the man's body. Although the man cried desperately, it could only make Professor Yang's eyes more impatient, and finally, with the activation of the electrotherapy device, the strong man's body fell into a violent forced spasm in an instant, and naturally it was impossible to make a sound anymore.

"Hehehe-hehe-this time, finally no one bothered us." Professor Yang said with a smile and took off Ziliang's mask.

Ziliang moved his chin: "It's really pitiful, the technology is not good, and you can only rely on the machine to make up for your uselessness?" He opened his mouth and sneered.

Professor Yang had just spent a night with Ziliang, and he knew very well how black this person's mouth was, so he was very clever not to refute anything, but pushed an obviously more complex electrotherapy device in front of Ziliang: "You know, you are the first prisoner I am ready to give my full strength to discipline. ”

"Oh, you're so much luckier than you're capable of." Ziliang said: "If this was the Arkham Asylum 10 years ago, you might have committed suicide due to mental pollution after just a few months on work." ”

"What does that mean?"

"You don't understand, why don't we make another bet?"

Professor Yang stopped fiddling with the instrument and turned to look at Ziliang: "Hehehe-okay, what are you going to bet on?" ”

"It's nothing, I just want something that was confiscated before I went to jail." Ziliang said casually: "For example...... A small notebook...... Nothing more. ”

"Okay—ah—" Professor Yang said viciously, his whole face showing a rigid and distorted smile.

......

......

The pleasant night has passed.

At least for Ziliang, as for the penguin man's men, who knows what an unforgettable night he spent, Ziliang only knew that he was alive when he came out, well, maybe he wished he was dead, but ...... Whatever.

After this night, Ziliang successfully entered a rhythm that he liked, that is, he could walk sideways in the prison area.

In fact, if he wants, he can even walk in circles, upside down, Thomas walks in a circle, in short, no matter what he does, no prisoner provokes him, and he doesn't even dare to touch him, because this person is so fucking crazy, as long as he moves him, he will fight with you, and he will drag you to the infirmary to talk to Professor Yang, and Professor Yang seems to be stimulated by something, without eating or drinking, he will study his electrocution, I even look forward to competing with Ziliang every day...... Who can stand this Nima?

So soon, the entire Arkham Asylum fell into a posture of "talking about good sex", even the penguins had nothing to do with him, his power was great, but he couldn't find anyone who dared to clean up Ziliang, because everyone knew that as long as this person was not killed, then he would come back to you sooner or later to settle accounts, and then he would be the one who suffered.

Finally, at dinner time four days later, the penguin people finally sat in front of Ziliang again in desperation.

"Mr. Ziliang, I have to admit that you do have the ability to make deals with me." He said with obvious resentment.

Ziliang put down the "notebook" in his hand and leaked out the head with messy hair.

"Oh? Looks like you've finally figured it out. He smiled and said, "Okay, let's not sell anything, just be direct, I want to know what happened eight years ago......"