Fu Wei didn't deliberately pay attention to Zorro's eyes looking him up and down, his protection, but in exchange for a serious steak, he didn't have to whisper to him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking down at the plate, this meal was a large mass of steaming white paste, plus some dehydrated dried vegetables and low-quality cheese, and a large box of artificial dairy products, Fuwei was very uninterested in the milky white paste, it must have been made of energy bars and something, and it was disgusting to look at.

The cheese tastes good, the dried vegetables are chewy, and the artificial milk has a sweet smell and a great taste.

After gobbling it up, Fuwei's plate was left with only the white paste that had gradually solidified.

"You don't eat?" Zorro asked, glaring at the glowing green electronic eyes.

Fowy's head shook like a rattle.

"If you don't eat it, bring it!" Zorro licked his lips, snatched Fuwei's plate, picked up the spoon and put it in his mouth, he ate deliciously, such a big person, he needed a lot of nutrients and energy, no wonder.

"How old are you?" Zorro asked, as he ate.

"12 years old."

"If my son were still alive, he would be 6 years younger than you." Zorro said lightly: "I was 24 years old, married at the age of 18, and married my son. ”

Fu Wei nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Your... How can these mechanical bodies be? Fuwei was very curious, so he asked.

"Shut your foul mouth!"

Zorro stood up suddenly, flicked the spoon, and smashed it on the unfinished plate, splashing white paste, and confused Fuwei's face. Fuwei was completely stunned by Zorro's sudden move, this tuoma, this cyborg guy, has a history of neuropathy, right?

"the chicken feathers?!"

Fu Wei yelled, causing many criminals to turn their heads to look at him.

But Zorro left without looking back.

Half an hour of release and meal time is too short, many people have not finished eating, after all, more than a thousand people, after rushing to squeeze in, but also rushing to eat, at the end of the wind time, there are still hundreds of people who have not even grabbed the meal.

Heavily armed jailers poured in and began to drive the prisoners back to their cells, and those who did not have time to eat had to put cheese and dried vegetables in their pockets and take them back to eat, and those who had not yet eaten began to loot the rest of the food.

This underground prison has a total of three prison facilities, the closest to the fourth floor of the main facility, which is the prison for the felons.

In fact, the treatment of these felons is already very good, only the felons prison has this half-hour time to relax, and in the rest of the prisons, the jailers use special passages to transport food over, and they can't eat, and it has nothing to do with the jailers.

Prison criminals are strong and weak, and every prison has one of the biggest snakes, like Zorro. Smith, who says one, others dare not say two, these landlords keep the prison in order in exchange for some pitiful privileges, such as... Replace with two pieces of tenderloin cut from real cows, fry and sprinkle with black pepper.

On an iron plate, two small pieces of juicy, steaming steak were served to the hands of Jailer Thomson, steaming hot, freshly cooked from the kitchen on the upper floor.

Thomson walked through the long porticle into the felon's prison exchange cabin, picked up the hand-held intercom, and shouted, "Zorro! There is your package! ”

Zorro was napping with a boulder on his pillow, but when he heard this, he got up.

He rolled over and got up, taking three steps and making two steps, like a wolfdog that smelled.

Thomson stuffed the plate with the steak from the small trough of the package, lowered his voice and asked, "Fuwei is not in trouble, is he?" ”

"It's useless for you to ramble here." Zorro couldn't wait to pick up a piece of steak with two fingers, and stuffed it whole into his big mouth, he was not only tall, his hands and feet were big, but his mouth was also big, this small piece of steak was chewed in his mouth, chewed and chewed, and the food was really fragrant.

The other criminals swallowed their saliva, hungry to death.

The muscular bag was also swallowing his saliva, but his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at Zorro, if there was no Zorro in this prison, he should be the one who tasted the steak now!

Is steak eaten whole piece by piece? It's a terrible thing!

"Hmm...... Smash! Tsk——! Zorro swallowed the poorly chewed steak in one gulp, and pressed the tip of his tongue between his front teeth, where a large tendon was stuck.

Zoro pinched the end of the tendon with his fingers to expose the gap between his teeth, and pulled it hard, and the whole tendon was pulled out of the gap, he looked at the tendon with his eyes, and sent it back to his mouth, and then sucked each of his fingers one by one.

This appearance gave Thomson the illusion that this steak was really so delicious? He'll come and try it later.

"Gollum~ What's that, Fuwei kid, you're covering him, right?" Thomson asked, swallowing.

Zorro didn't have time to answer, he stuffed another piece of steak into his mouth and chewed it, probably because it was the last piece, this time he took the empty plate and chewed it very carefully, very full, chewed for a long time before swallowing it, and then raised the iron plate in his hand and licked it with his tongue.

Felon prison has two meals a day, and as long as Fowei is in prison for one day, Zorro can get four steaks a day from Thomson.

Can he get along with steak?

"Don't worry, I'll share a room with Jeffs. Tsk——! While picking his teeth with his tongue, Zorro turned around and pointed to the two children sitting together not far away, one fat and one skinny, and said to Thomson: "Look, this is a prison for felons, I can even give him friendship, and you are still afraid that I will not be able to cover him?" ”

"That's good, that's good." Thomson looked satisfied, turned and went out.

Zorro had a mouth full of oil, he hadn't tasted serious meat for a long time, his electronic eyes were constantly analyzing Fuwei's movements and demeanor, and according to these impression data, he automatically analyzed the mental age of this 12-year-old child.

That's right, this electronic eye, when it was first installed, was equipped with a psychological reporting system.

A series of data analysis shows that the psychological age of 12-year-old Xiao Fuwei is close to 18 years old, while the Humpty Dumpty Jeffs next to him is 15 years old, but his psychological age is only 13 years old.

"Poof——! Zorro spat on a mixture of thick phlegm and oil.

Not long ago, when he was sitting and eating face-to-face on the dining floor, Zorro thought that his electronic eye was broken, so he chatted with Fuwei for a few words, but the more he talked, the more angry he became, "A 12-year-old hairy child, his gestures are so mature and atmospheric, and his psychological age is 18 years old!" Hehe, Lao Tzu's actual age is only 24 years old! ’

That's why there was that sudden sentence: "Shut your foul mouth." ”

In addition to the fact that Fuwei really touched Zorro's weakness, most of the reason is that if this 18-year-old child continues to ask, he may really ask about Zorro's scars.

So I hurriedly stopped.

Is he really Aurelia's grandson? Zorro couldn't help but wonder, "It's not born with dwarfism or disguise, right?" How can a 12-year-old child's mental age reach Tuoma's 18 years old?! ”

Zorro was bored, but considering the steak, he decided not to make any trouble with Fuwei.

……

……

Fowe and the fat Jeffs sat on a pair of wide old tires in the corner, and the prison was like a scrapyard with everything in it.

Scrap metal, rebar, concrete, most of the waste was put to good use by the criminals, all of whom had some homemade gadgets on hand, most of which were used for self-defense.

After all, this is a prison, not a vegetable market.

Ever since Zorro had placed Foway as Jeffs' roommate, the little fat man seemed to have raised his head a little higher, and his wide ass took up most of the tires, squeezing Foway to sit with his back to him.

"Tell you, Fuwei. Alexander, whether you're Aurelia's grandson or Thomson's nephew, you're going to have to sleep on my bunk when you're in my brother's cell. Jeffs' fat hand slapped the tires and turned to Foway.

"Why?" Fu Wei picked up a small pebble, put it in his hand, and asked as he played with it.

"I'm early!" The little fat on Jeffs' face shook, turned around and said, "That's my cell, of course I have the right to speak!" ”

Fu Wei didn't care about the bunk beds at all, he frowned, observing the entire prison, and when he passed by the exchange pod leading to the wind release area, he still couldn't use the power of the origin touch to control anything - the main control system of the exchange pod was still in the main control room, which was too far away from Fu Wei.

Seeing that Fu Wei was silent, Jeffs took him as a tacit acquiescence to this resolution, so he said to Fu Wei in the tone that a big brother should have: "Don't worry, I will cover you in the future, and whoever dares to touch you, you will report my name." ”

"What if you bully me?" Fu Wei turned his head and asked with a smile.

"......" Jeffs stammered when he heard the name: "Coward... Bullying you, you still have to... Go find Zorro. ”

"Why are you so scared of cowards?" Fowei wondered.

Jeffs suddenly covered Fuwei's mouth, looked left and right, looking for the bag, and finally saw his figure far away, only then he breathed a sigh of relief, he let go of the hand covering Fuwei's mouth, the palm of the hand was so sweaty, wet!

"Quietly, who here is not afraid of cowardice?" Jeffs said to Fow.

"He's amazing?"

"Of course! Except for Zorro, who is not afraid of him, everyone in the prison is afraid of this guy! Jeffs lowered his voice and said, his voice sounding even more immature than Foy's, but it was funny enough to learn the tone and expression of an adult.

"It seems that the cowards have bullied you enough..."Fowei looked at Jeffs with a sympathetic look on his face, and said, "If you insist that I sleep on the top bunk, I will go and tell Zorro that I don't want to live with you." I guess when the time comes, the bag will be moved back to your cell, and then you can have a good discussion about who will live in the upper bunk and who will live in the lower bunk. ”

Jeffs waved his hand and shook his head, and said to Fuwei: "Don't don't, don't let the bag come back, you sleep in the lower bunk, I sleep in the upper bunk..."

Seeing that Jeffs was honest, Fowei didn't continue to scare him.