It is not possible to convince these vicious prisoners in a short period of time, but forceful means are necessary. The wicked will only bow to the strong.

Fox did a radiation test for me, and I was relieved when I found nothing unusual. Zoe came to ask me about the situation, and learned from the chat that she was imprisoned in hell by Satan, but was allowed to leave for a short time, but to bring some souls back with her.

Now that Satan has left Hell, and the Hellbringer Swann has a strict supervision over her, Zoe can only leave Hell and wander the island while Swan is asleep.

"Take care of yourself, don't get hurt again, and if necessary, I'll convince the Hellbringers to help you defeat these prisoners!" Zuo Yi told me, and I answered, so he said, "Okay, I'll negotiate with it for some time!" ”

Zoe turned to leave, my soul ready to wander the prison, but I heard Rice calling my name, so I had to go back to the treatment car, merge with my body, and open my eyes.

Rice then confronted me: "Don't sleep, you just have some skin injuries, you have been beaten, and there are no serious injuries, you can go back to your cell!" ”

I hurriedly asked, "Then you don't need me to be a guide for your colleagues?" ”

"I'll let you know when they need to!" Rice said. Don't cause any more trouble, or I'll have the guards put you in a confinement cell!" ”

Fox found me a suit shirt and shirt, which I was still a little oversized, and Rice took me back to my cell. Yingnan Yoshio and the others were already preparing to go to the workshop to start working, and when they saw me being sent back, they said with a grudge: "That big Titan and Che Minshu are locked up in the confinement cell, and all the prisoners have been disqualified from breakfast, and we have to go to work hungry!" ”

As I lay on the bed and continued to recuperate, Lei Bo walked to the cell door, took out a cigarette and lit it, and then asked me, "Iron Warrior, would you like a cigarette?" ”

He put the cigarette through the baffle on the door, I didn't answer it, and replied, "Thank you, no, I don't smoke!" ”

Lei Bo continued to smoke and asked me, "Why are you pushing that Korean into a dung pit?" ”

I replied solemnly: "He looks down on us Chinese, and with the support of Officer Warren, he yells at us prisoners!" ”

"Yell five and drink six?" Lei Bo expressed doubts about my terminology, and I simply explained: "He looks down on me, I don't like him!" ”

Lei Bo stepped on the cigarette butt with his foot, looked his face through the door baffle and said to me viciously: "Although you have a deal with the FBI, but here I have the final say, you don't have privileges, let alone want to make trouble, otherwise I will still clean you up!" ”

I was a little unconvinced, Lei Bo knocked on the cell door and shouted at me: "Get up and go to work, I don't have idlers here!" ”

He opened the door to my cell, and I lay on the bed pretending to be in pain, and I couldn't stand on the bed.

Lei Bo said: "Don't pretend, your injury won't affect your work!" ”

I said, "But I can't even get out of bed now, let alone walk to work!" ”

The other party used the walkie-talkie on his shoulder to order the prison guard to bring me a wheelchair, dragged me from the bed to the wheelchair, and pushed me into the workshop.

The prisoners were amazed to see me being pushed in a wheelchair by the guards.

I sat in a wheelchair and continued to paste the cardboard box, Yingnan and Zhu Jianfang secretly looked at me, and if there was a toilet halfway, I needed to raise my hand to report to the prison guard, and I was the first to raise my hand to say that I wanted to go to the toilet.

The black prison guard frowned, and then pointed at Yingnan and asked him to take me to the toilet, Yingnan hurriedly excused himself: "I can't take care of him alone, my strength is limited!" ”

Zhu Jianfang stood up and babbled to the prison guard that he could do it.

The black prison guard agreed, and Zhu Jianfang dropped the glue in his hand and pushed me into the toilet.

As soon as I entered the bathroom, he was about to start asking me questions, and I signaled to silence him.

The black prison guard was standing right in front of the toilet, I don't know if he could understand Chinese, and I didn't dare to speak.

Through the faint light in the toilet, Zhu Jianfang asked me with his eyes about what happened in the morning, and I replied with my eyes: "It's okay, I just suffered a skin injury, so I don't have to do heavy work, otherwise those prisoners will come to me for trouble." ”

We didn't stay in the toilet for long when the black guard knocked on the toilet door with a rubber rod to signal that it was time for us to come out.

Returning to my seat, I continued to paste the cardboard box.

Enduring hunger, I finally stayed up until noon, in the restaurant, Yingnan and Zhu Jianfang pushed me to line up to eat, the big guy who cut my throat in the dream was also there, and the other big guy was castrated into a eunuch by me in the dream, they saw me and showed fierce eyes.

Zhu Jianfang looked at me, and I said I didn't need to be afraid.

The forks I use to eat are all made of plastic, although they are sharp, but the teeth are very short and not strong, and when it was my turn to eat, Lao Wu put a toothpick in the dinner plate.

After the meal was ready, we went back to the dining table to eat, and while we were eating, Yingnan and Zhu Jianfang were patted on the shoulder by two prisoners to give up their seats.

Zhu Jianfang "babbled" to resist, but was grabbed from his seat by a big man, and another guy quickly grabbed his seat, and Yingnan gave up his seat.

The guards looked at us, but the two big men said everything was fine.

I hurriedly put the toothpick in my mouth, and the two of them quickly grabbed my hands with one hand while the guards turned their heads, and a tattooed male prisoner with long blond hair across from me grabbed a fork and stabbed it in my right eye.

But this guy suddenly lay on the dining table, and the fork in his hand also fell into my plate, and behind him, Zhu Jianfang hurried by.

The guards rushed over with their whistles, and the two big men next to me hurriedly let go of their hands.

The guy on the other side was still lying on the dinner plate, but his mouth was crooked, his eyes were slanted, and he was saliva, and the prison guard knocked on the table with a rubber rod to order him to stand up, and I said slowly: "Report to the officer, he seems to have had a stroke!" ”

The prison guard asked: "Stroke?" ”

I hurriedly explained: "Cerebral hemorrhage! I'm a brain surgeon!”

The prisoners were in an uproar, and the guards hurriedly reported to their superiors on the walkie-talkie on their shoulders, and then motioned for us to continue eating.

When the prison doctor arrived, he asked the two big men next to me to pick up the blonde man from the dining table and take him to the infirmary for treatment. Zhu Jianfang sat across from me, pushed away the blonde man's plate, and asked me questions with his eyes while eating.

I didn't answer, just quickly ate lunch, and then while the prison guards were not paying attention, I got up from the wheelchair and shouted coldly to these prisoners: "Don't think that we Chinese are easy to mess with, if you still disobey me, just stand up, let's single-hand!" ”

When the prisoners did not respond, the guards rushed over, pinned me to my wheelchair, and asked in English, "hat are you doing?"

I also replied in English: "I finished my meal and said goodbye to them!"

The white prison guard was a little unconvinced, but he still asked Yingnan to push me back to the workshop.

When the afternoon began, the prisoners whispered to me as they worked, and I pretended not to hear.

I wanted to test whether the remaining prisoners were still hostile to me, so I asked the guards to go to the toilet. This time, Zhu Jianfang hid to the side and stopped helping me.

Wylman walked out of the prisoners and said to the guards, "Sir, let me send the steel fighters to the toilet!"