Chapter 161

In the atmosphere of parting unhappily, Ye Feng walked out of Kane's office. Ye Feng didn't pay attention to Kane, let alone take it to heart. After wandering all the way back to his single cell, bored, Ye Feng had to go to bed. The broken things of the whole day really exhausted him. After pressing the close button of the cell, the magnetic field isolated the noise outside the house. Ye Feng almost fell into a dream as soon as he lay down.

Although Ye Feng rested early, there were too many disturbing things. This night, Ye Feng experienced all kinds of strange dreams, which led to a rest all night. Instead, Ye Feng felt tired, but could not remember any specific dream.

I didn't think I had the problem of staying in bed. Ye Feng, awake from sleep, laughed at himself.

"What time is it?" Ye Feng asked casually.

"6:55 am." the intelligent AI in the cell answered Ye Feng's question.

"Well, a good day starts with a big breakfast!" Ye Feng jumped out of bed and went to wash.

After putting the plate into the food machine similar to a water dispenser, Ye Feng took the ration card and brushed it in the card swiping area. Then the paste food squeezed out of the pipeline filled the whole plate. Ye Feng's right hand holds the buckwheat hard crust bread just brushed in the toaster and looks at the plate held in his left hand without expression. The food that looks like shit is no different from yesterday's dinner. Ye Feng's fantasy of breakfast is ruthlessly broken.

Ye Feng sighed deeply. It seems that three meals a day are such liquid food. It's almost impossible to eat, let alone swallow. Ye Feng helplessly looked at the food in the plate and walked slowly to the dining area.

How do you eat this? Ye Feng filled a spoonful of paste with a plastic spoon and watched the sticky liquid drop down from the spoon, squeezing Ye Feng's eyebrows together. Is the food in this prison poisonous? It's too much. Breakfast is the foundation of the day. The good mood of the day is tied to this breakfast

"Are you satisfied with the food?" an unexpected guest appeared. After interrupting Ye Feng's swallowing action, he finally made up his mind. Ye Feng looked up at the person who was talking to him. He was an old guard.

"Are you serious? You call this food?" Ye Feng noticed a large stone in the paste. He picked it out of the food with his fingers and looked at the questioning guard.

"Anyway, you don't have time to eat. Get ready. You're going to the paddock right away." looking at the stone in Ye Feng's hand, the guard shook his head in disgust, closed his mouth, and then said to Ye Feng.

"Paddock?"

Ye Feng threw the stones back into the plate and looked at the guard with questioning eyes. The latter tilted his head and motioned: what are you waiting for? Let's go.

Ye Feng's discontent is almost overflowing from his throat, but he knows the rules of prison survival: don't have a direct conflict with the guard unless you have to. And there is basically no last resort in the prison, unless you want to make trouble... Ye Feng pushed the plate in front of him and stood up to follow the guard.

"I heard you are still a capable person? Don't let me down." the guard looked back at Ye Feng and saw his big mouth cracked at the root of his ears. Ye Feng had to smile awkwardly and politely.

In fact, the work of "padding" is not heavy. The prisoner only needs to fight with another prisoner to mobilize the audience's emotions and basically complete the task. Unless you meet some one brained and generous masters, the two sides in the paddock duel usually pretend to play under the spirit of "friendship first, victory and defeat aside", just like the performance of "WWE" is more than real wrestling.

When Ye Feng walked into the special octagonal cage, as Ye Feng expected, the audience around the challenge arena like boxing did not appear, or even if it did, Ye Feng could not see it. This special octagonal cage is not only huge, but also completely isolated from all information outside the octagonal cage. You can't see the situation outside the stadium, but you can clearly watch the battle in the octagonal cage outside the stadium.

"Hey, are you waiting for someone?" when Ye Feng walked into the octagonal cage, he noticed that there was already a short man standing in the field, with his back to Ye Feng.

"No, I'm not waiting for prey. I'm waiting for prey." the little man turned to Ye Feng. There was a disgusting and obscene smile on his face. This guy didn't wear the uniform in the "cage Pavilion". He had no other clothes on him except a pair of suspenders barely covering his body and a mask on his mouth.

What made Ye Feng speechless most was that the man had a round stick like slender thing in his hand, and there were two spherical objects at the bottom of the thing!? This extremely "stick" like device is constantly emitting flames. It seems to be a strange flamethrower.

"Er... You're quite creative, little guy. My uncle has to say a few words about you. How can children play with fire?" looking at the poor look in the abnormal eyes, Ye Feng's poor mouth came up and didn't say hello. First, he was humiliated and had a mouth addiction.

"Little guy!? are you talking about me, asshole?" the man with the harness pants holding the "flame thrower" was instantly angered by Ye Feng's words. He aimed the "flame thrower" at Ye Feng and a fire dragon roared towards Ye Feng!

"People are not big, but they have a good temper. You'd better respect the key points. What's your name?" Ye Feng nodded on his toes and withdrew his body backward. The fire dragon dissipated helplessly in the air before it was about to touch Ye Feng.

"Lild." seeing that Ye Feng easily avoided the fire he shot, the man with suspenders, that is, lild's eyes began to take it seriously. In lild's experience, people who usually behave Bohemian are not easy to provoke. For example, he himself is such an example

Of course, if ye Feng knew about lild's inner thoughts, there was no need to fight this battle, because lild would laugh to death

"Lild, are you sure you're right? For example, your name is Li Ergou? Whatever, lild, I have to tell you something. Your father, Lao Chen, and I are brothers who worship the son -"

"You TM want to die! My surname is Li, and your father is Lao Chen!" lild was completely angered. The "little guy" held up the "fire spraying Crane" and almost frantically fired a fire dragon at Ye Feng's position.

"If you think about it again, your father is really Lao Li, but it doesn't prevent your father from being Lao Chen who worships me. Think about the truth, big nephew." in the face of the impact of several flames, Ye Feng also began to be in a hurry. While being bitten by the flame from time to time, Ye Feng's mouth didn't stop "influencing" lild for a moment