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Not long after, following Yang Zhi's passionate nagging, a chuckle came from outside the metal door, it was unknown who was laughing at, but following that, footsteps sounded from outside the door.

Yang Zhi's ears moved, when the footsteps disappeared, Yang Zhi looked at the dumbstruck criminals, and then he smiled.

At this moment, the convicts suddenly came to their senses. How did this guy look like a college student!?

He was simply an old fox!

A normal person wouldn't be able to lure a tiger out of its lair.

Wang Xiaosi crawled out of the fecal drain and wiped off the blood and filth on his face. The smell of feces, urine, and sweat entered his nose and made him want to puke. He stared at Yang Zhi fiercely and shouted at the criminals, "F * ck you all! If he was killed, he would commit suicide! Dodging a cat and dying! The paralyzed guard was pointed away by this brat. What was there to be afraid of! Kill him! "

Wang Xiaosi was the head of the most violent cell in the prison, he managed a cell with twenty prisoners. Since he had been very open with the locals before, he had quite a bit of power, so even if he came in, he had a good relationship with the security officers here. Not only that, he was arrogant and despotic in the jail, while the other prisoners obeyed him, causing any disagreement between the prisoners and him.

Although Yang Zhi's fierce kick just now had shocked many people, the prisoners in this prison had a lot of newbies just like Yang Zhi. With just his two hands, they did not put this kind of people in their eyes, and such people would often end up in a miserable state. For example, that Northeast guy from last time, who had fought a few times with the help of a big bear blind person and refused to accept Wang Xiaosi's control, and fell asleep in the middle of the night with Wang Xiaoshan's sharp toothbrush handle breaking the tendons in his hands, turning him into a complete cripple.

Moreover, the superintendent had personally spoken and told Wang Xiaosi to "take good care of him".

Everyone had personally heard about this newcomer and knew what he meant, so they didn't feel too burdened when Wang Xiaosi called them out. Even if they killed him, there was naturally a way to deal with him.

Most importantly, this newcomer was a university student, and the prisoners in this cell were basically all local gangsters. They had never heard of someone like Yang Zhi in the underworld, so from their point of view, even if Yang Zhi belonged to the underworld, he had nothing to do with the local gangsters.

Due to the above reasons, the criminals, under the order of their boss, had all taken out their hidden sharp tools from the hole in the wall below the bed. The sharpened toothbrush handles and chopsticks, the polished stones, and even the small iron rod and other sharp tools were all taken out.

Yang Zhi smiled slightly, the smile on his face became wider and wider, he was just feeling a little depressed, these reckless bastards, see how I will take care of you guys.

The prison was destined to be in a state of unrest tonight, and from room 112, which was known as the Death Prison Prison in Tiannan City, endless ghastly wails and miserable screams rang out, shaking the whole place. The prisoners in the nearby cells did not know what had happened in the Death Prison, but they could hear their screams, and were overjoyed at the misfortune of those beasts, for finally, someone had taken care of them.

The next day, the guard in charge of cell 112, Little Yang, hummed a song as he opened the door of the death cell.

"Out …"

The moment he entered, Little Yang, who was planning to shout 'fuck off', saw the unprepared situation in the cell, and forced the last two words to be stuck in his throat.

All the prisoners in the cell were standing against the wall, even those big and strong looking violent prisoners. A few thin and shrewd prisoners could not help but shake their hands.

In the entire cell room, only Yang Zhi was lying on the bed, sound asleep. It was as if the action of opening the door had woken him up.

Yang Zhi looked up, then lowered his head and continued sleeping.

"What's the matter with you? Where's Wang Xiaosi? "

Xiao Yang looked around and couldn't find the leader of this group of criminals, Wang Xiaosi. He could not help but frown and ask loudly.

However, the reply he got was only silence. Everyone was standing upside down and didn't answer his question.

"Sir!"

Hiding away at night, Wang Xiaoshan had run into a wall!

Yang Zhi then yawned and got up from the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and pouted his lips angrily at the inside of the cell.

Little Yang immediately frowned as he looked over. He saw a three to five years old man curled up like a cooked prawn beside the fecal drain. His body was dirty and filled with no regrets, and he almost couldn't recognize the man.

Yang had been in this jail for three years, and had seen it many times, it was the bullies bullying newbies, they usually dealt a severe blow on him in this situation, but they were only in the jail, not the prison, so they didn't have the surveillance system in each room, so they had no evidence, and could only ask the other suspects in the room.

"What are you doing?"

Little Yang asked, pointing to the upside-down prisoners by the wall.

"Tell the officer, what are you doing?"

Yang Zhi laughed and twisted his neck towards the criminals, letting out a burst of crackling sounds.

The convicts immediately began to tremble, so much so that they could not speak clearly, "Reporting to sir! We are training our bodies! "

Little Yang wasn't blind, so he naturally saw the miserable looks on the prisoners' faces. Green and purple, coupled with the overturned posture of the prisoners, they looked just like the clowns in the circus back then.

How could Xiao Yang not understand what was happening? All of these people had been taken care of by this Yang Zhi guy!

This guy was a new prison hegemon!

He looked deeply at Yang Zhi, but did not do anything to him. In the end, he only told the criminals to act, and went to ask his superior.

On a patch of empty ground in the jail, the two or three convicts each took a stroll and trained on their sports equipment. On the other hand, Yang Zhi was squatting beside a green belt on the wall boringly, with a dozen of his subordinates scattered around him, trembling as they looked at their new boss.

"Aha!"

Yang Zhi yawned, he then sighed in boredom, he did not know why no one came to save him, but he guessed that it was about time.

"Boss, smoke!"

A skinny man with only one ear and a shifty eyebrows fawned over Yang Zhi as he held onto a soft Zhonghua with both hands and handed it over to him respectfully.

Yang Zhi took the cigarette and sniffed it, then picked up the cigarette while all the convicts drooled. Immediately, another subordinate walked forward and lit it for Yang Zhi.

Yang Zhi then changed his position and sat on the green belt. With a shrug, he was immediately hit on the back by two criminals, making him feel very comfortable.