After the Jikang court handed down the verdict, Tang Youyou's place of detention was transferred from the detention center to Baicheng Prison, and if his appeal was rejected by the Western Circuit Court, he would likely have to spend the rest of his life here.

In Baicheng Prison, because Tang Youyou was a felon, he was treated as a single room.

Of course, there is a fee for this single room, and taxpayers are not willing to feed a group of people who have harmed society for 120 yuan a day; if you can't afford it, there are a lot of jobs in the prison for you, and you can't afford to pay it back? It doesn't matter! After you get out of prison, the government will find you a job that you can.

In other words, if you live in a large cell with more than 100 inmates for ten yuan a day, and you are willing to work, you will have a lot of savings ...... in a few decades.

It's just a dozen yuan, this is the treatment that only people who have a lighter punishment and don't cause trouble can have, everyone sleeps together in an orderly manner, and the days are actually very dull and boring.

Every day in Baicheng Prison, the lights go out at 10 p.m., get up at 5:30 a.m., breakfast at 6 a.m., lunch at 12 p.m., and dinner at 5:30 p.m.

One day after coming to prison, Tang Youyou applied to work, not only because he found out that he had gained weight again, but also because he could reduce his sentence by five days for every month he worked, which was also very tempting, and Tang Youyou wanted to try how much he could reduce his sentence of 183 years before he was released from prison.

For felons, it was impossible to work in densely populated places such as factories, so the prison authorities soon offered Tang Youyou several positions to choose from: doing various service jobs such as laundry maintenance, equipment repair, or cleaning.

Tang Youyou quickly selected the equipment maintenance work, and today is the first day for Tang Youyou to set foot on the job.

At half past five in the morning, the bell rang loudly, Tang Youyou retracted the internal force in the brain, after more than half a year of hard work, he has opened up three tricks, with Wang Shixian's guidance, the spiritual points in the tricks, can also rise and fall, and the spirit covers every meridian and every cell that extends to the whole body.

Since then, Tang Youyou's control of the body is no longer an itch in the boots, only knowing what it is, but not knowing why it is, and truly understanding every trace of its changes.

However, the strange thing is that the bright spots in Tang Youyou's brain are not as lively as Wang Shixian described, forming a villain or something, swimming in the meridians, more like an unconscious instinctive activity.

Could it be that he made a mistake in practicing? Brother Xian had just returned from Dasen Country, and when the two met, they heard him say that he had cleared the seven tricks. It stands to reason that it should be more and more difficult to get through the tricks in the back, why are you still being pulled farther and farther away?

Hearing the news coming in, Brother Xian has come back and has time to call...... Forget it, let's wait for my mother to bring a note to ask her when she comes to visit the prison.

Tang Youyou was thinking about things in his heart, and he had finished washing and stood at the iron door of the cell.

Chirping...... Cha...... , bang...... The electric iron door in front of you opens automatically. Tang Youyou stood up and walked out of the prison door, looking calmly at the flower-armed man who was provoking him opposite.

“1，2，3，......。 As the number of announcements sounded, the sound of the guards' boots sounded in the corridor.

"56!" Tang Youyou said loudly.

"57!" A weak old voice sounded on Tang Youyou's left hand.

After checking the number of people, the large iron door at the end of the hallway opened.

"Turn!" Under the watchful eye of a team of armed prison guards, the prisoners lined up in two rows, stepped out of the iron gate, and walked down the stairs.

In front of Tang Youyou was an old man with messy white hair, and seeing that he was falling apart when he walked, he didn't know what the danger was, so he was locked up here.

"Brother, the physique is good!" The flower-armed man shook his arm and rubbed Tang Youyou and said, "Join our Long'an Club!

"My mom won't let me go into the gang. Tang Youyou muttered softly.

"Brother, don't blame the big brother for not reminding you, everyone here has to join a gang, every gang has a territory, and soulless wild ghosts don't live long!"

Who is locked up here, who doesn't have a few lives in his hands? How could the man with the flower arm be deceived by Tang Youyou's harmless innocent appearance, and said leisurely: "If it weren't for the fact that we were neighbors, seeing your kindness, I would have mentioned you a few words, and I would have to wait for the loss, and then cry and shout to join, but it would not be this price." ”

"Don't speak!" the guard said, holding up his baton and pointing at it.

The man with the flower arm sneered embarrassedly and closed his mouth.

Descending the stairs, the line merged into the larger long line, which then marched all the way to the cafeteria.

Tang Youyou took a meal and looked at the cafeteria hall, there was a vacant seat among the people sitting in groups of three or five, but Tang Youyou knew that it was not reserved for himself, he saw a blank seat in the corner, so he walked over and sat down, just ate two bites, found that the atmosphere around him was different, and looked up to see a circle of playful eyes.

Tang Youyou looked down at his body as if there was nothing wrong with it, shook his head and smiled, knowing that he should occupy a piece of the legendary feng shui treasure, hurry up and withdraw after eating.

"Hehe, here's a chick!" a group of big men walked over with plates, as if they had caught a fun toy.

Tang Youyou cherished the meal very much, looked at the unfinished food on the plate, and sighed in his heart.

A hand reached over and took away the remaining buns from Tang Youyou's plate, put them in his mouth, and said vaguely while eating: "This is interesting!"

Tang Youyou's eyes cooled, he hated it most when others took the food from his plate!

Forget it! Bear with it! Tang Youyou picked up the plate and was about to run away, when a burly man stood in front of him, put his hand on his shoulder and pinched it, and suddenly said to a middle-aged man with a knife wound on his face in surprise: "Dao, Brother Dao! This meat is so soft!"

The man with the knife wound sat down, stepped on the seat next to him with one foot, drank porridge like drinking a big bowl of wine, and after drinking the porridge, he looked Tang Youyou up and down with a cruel gaze, and said: "Play and play, don't make trouble." ”

Tang Youyou's chrysanthemum tightened, the fat on his body trembled, shook the hand on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brothers, Lao Tzu is a performer, not a seller!"

The burly man only felt that his hand was slippery, but he didn't pinch the piece of softness in his hand, and his heart was even more horny, and he almost drooled.

There was a lot of laughter all around, but the big brother with the scar shrank his eyes, pointed to the opposite seat and said, "Okay!

Tang Youyou reluctantly sat down again, eating breakfast as if no one was around.

Everyone in Brother Li's club looked at each other in surprise, people like this are either stunned or full of confidence in their hearts, and this person is white and fat, which is incomprehensible.

"Give you a chance to perform and join my brother club!, or you will sell yourself to play with your brothers!" Brother Scar said as he drank his porridge again.

"Don't! I don't want to be played, and I don't want to play with others. Tang Youyou refused with a bitter face.