In places like the Central Prison, every few weeks, several people die.

Brawls, injuries, almost every day.

There are very few prison guards who can work here, and they see it as the joy of their work, and sometimes they even take the initiative to participate in it.

"Get up, it's time for breakfast."

The prison guard opened the cell door, and before he could see what was going on inside, he shouted, "Lars, you didn't kill anyone yesterday, did you?" ”

The next moment, the voice of the prison guard paused.

The situation inside was completely different from what he imagined. I saw that in the corner of the wall, seven familiar figures were huddling together to keep warm, and they all had some injuries on their bodies, several of them were more seriously injured, and they were still in a coma.

On the walls, on the floor, on the bed frame, the dried blood still exuded a faint fishy smell.

Yu Xing was woken up, and from his "luxurious bed", he sat up. He glanced at the prison guard.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you, come here, take them to the infirmary. You come with me and give you a new gift. The prison guard sneered and pointed to Yu Xing.

The level of medical care in the Central Prison is not high, and for injuries like Lao Qi's, his hand is useless.

In the future, you can only use another one.

The prison guard did not embarrass Yu Xing too much, and after a few cold words of ridicule, he also gave Yu Xing a new pair of handcuffs. It is estimated that this kind of scene is too common, but the rest of the sentence can be beaten unexpectedly.

Except for breakfast, noon and evening, the rest of the time in the Central Prison is free time for prisoners to move around in the square. However, around the square, there are prison guards at all times.

Yu Xing dragged the heavy shackles on his feet to the square, and then looked at the handcuffs on his wrists, which were connected by a thumb-thick iron chain in the middle, and the chain was only one meter long. He couldn't even stretch out his hands completely.

The square is quite lively, hundreds of prisoners gather here, there are football, chess and cards, and various entertainment facilities.

It is estimated that the prison guards are also afraid that the prisoners who are too bored will riot several times from time to time.

Yu Xing swept the whole square and found several prisoners among them, also with special care like him, with handcuffs on their hands.

On the south side of the square, three men with murderous faces, shirtless and tattoos all over are playing cards. Because there were no tables, they simply sat on the ground, on the dusty ground.

Behind them, they were followed by a dozen tall prisoners, like bodyguards.

Of the three men playing cards, Yu Xing found his goal.

Mambasa!

The bet on which they play cards is cigarettes, there is no money in prison, and money is useless. But anything that can be enjoyed is a treasure. Sending a pack of cigarettes to the prison costs at least a few hundred dollars in bribes from the prison guards.

In front of Mambasa, there were three half-crumpled cigarette packs, and his face looked ugly, probably losing too much.

"Who are they?"

Yu Xing touched his shoulder with a middle-aged man playing chess. The middle-aged man had a whole flower arm tattooed, and the chess game was stalemate, someone annoyed him, and immediately turned around fiercely.

However, when he saw the handcuffs on Yu Xing's wrists, he suddenly coaxed again, looked in the direction of Yu Xing, and saw Mambasa and others.

Only then did he begin to patiently explain: "Mambasa, Lal, Zimut." They are all gang bosses, and many of the prisoners follow them when they are in prison, so you'd better not mess with them. ”

Yu Xing nodded.

"Haha!" Suddenly, from the direction of Mambasa and the others, there was a burst of laughter.

Ral excitedly raised his hands in celebration of his sixth victory. Threw out the last bomb, four Ks.

"Six cigarettes per person, hurry up."

Lal reached out and demanded his 'loot'.

Zimut's face sank, and he opened a pack of cigarettes and pulled out six of them. He won and lost today, and he was okay with it.

But Mambasa's eyes were completely gloomy like poisonous snakes.

"Mambasa, are you going to pay off?" Lal urged, others are afraid of Mambasa, but he is not afraid.

Mambasa looked at the pack of cigarettes he had opened, and there were only two left. Picking up a new pack, and was about to open it, he suddenly made up his mind and slammed his fist into Ral's smiling cheek.

Seeing this, Lal and Mambasa's men immediately rushed forward and turned into a group fight.

The other prisoners immediately stepped aside.

Yu Xing's face turned slightly and leaned over there.

"Kill him for me."

Ral took a punch and rolled on the ground two or three times. Covering his aching cheeks, he shouted to his men.

These people are all condemned prisoners, felons, and when they start to do it, there is no one who is not ruthless. Mambasa picked up a rock, grabbed one of Lal's men, and smashed it down.

The smashed head blossomed, and it didn't stop.

Yu Xing smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and felt something from his waist. It's the sharpened toothbrush handle I got in the cell before. He circled around behind Ral, and barely anyone paid attention to him.

"Mambasa, I'm going to depose you today." Ral roared.

Suddenly, an arm grabbed his neck from behind, and his roar came to an abrupt end. Naturally, it is the aftermath of the punishment. Yu Xing's other arm was raised, holding the sharp toothbrush handle, and without hesitation, it pierced Ral's neck!

"Whew!"

Scarlet blood splattered Yu Xing's face. Yu Xing calmly let go, and Ral's body fell to the ground, blood gushing wildly.

Everyone was stunned.

Those subordinates of Lal suddenly stopped, their bosses were dead, they had no pillars, and they didn't dare to provoke Mambasa at all.

"Dididi~"

The prison guards noticed the chaos and hurriedly blew their sirens, and dozens of prison guards armed with electric batons rushed over in the distance. Some of them were armed with firearms.

Mambasa was stunned for a moment and gestured to his men. The remnant was pulled into the Mambasa team.

"Who did it?"

The head of the prison guards, apparently knew Ral.

Ral has given him a lot of benefits every year, and asked angrily at the moment.

If Mambasa doesn't speak, no one dares to speak.

There is no punishment for murder in this prison except for a senseless sentence and a week of confinement. In a central prison where the sentence is either heavy or the death penalty, what is the point of increasing the sentence?

There were so many people involved in the brawl that the prison guards did not dare to provoke them all.

To put it bluntly, there are too many people here who are not afraid of death, and if you provoke them, someone will seem to kill you the next day, what about the prison guards?

In the end, this matter had to be settled.

The head of the prison guards, calling for someone to clean up Ral's body, left angrily.

Mambasa looked at Yu Xing curiously.

"I haven't seen you, have I? But I like you a lot. ”