Chapter 130 Car Fans

After hearing the question called Ruben, Yang Yi hardly hesitated, because what he said was really what he wanted to do the most.

"The first thing should be to find a car and drive out to have a good time. I like cars, I like them very much."

The prison guard named Clint came to his senses and said, "Really? I also love cars. Do you like watching NASCAR?"

NASCAR is the most popular racing sport in the United States. Yang Yi looked at Clint all of a sudden, looked at Clint without any trace, and at the same time he said excitedly: "Of course I like it. Ask, sir, I am a loyal fan of the Joe Gibbs team!"

Clint stood up immediately, and then he said in great surprise: "Joe Gibbs team?"

"Yes, the number 20 car of Joe Gibbs, uh, I haven't seen it in two years, but my favorite car is still the number 20, the driver is Matt Kenses, do you know this driver? "

Clint laughed out loud, and Ruben also laughed and said, "Ask him if he knows? Oh man, he's a loyal fan of Joe Gibbs Racing. What's your favorite car number?"

Clint spread his hands, made a face at Yang Yi, and said with a smile, "No. 20!"

Yang Yi stood up in surprise, and said loudly: "What? Wow, wow, tell me, how are the results in the past two years? Damn, I'm sorry, I'm a little too excited."

Clint tilted his head, and then stretched out his hand towards Yang Yi. Yang Yi stretched out his hand without hesitation, and gave Clint a firm shake.

Yang Yi likes F1 and watching rally races, but to be honest, he is not interested in the lap racing that Americans are keen on, because he grew up in England, and his interest in racing was cultivated in England, so he is interested in Americans. The favorite way to race is nothing but contempt.

Those are just going around the oval and seeing what the crash events are all about.

But contempt does not prevent Yang Yi from understanding this event.

The most important thing is that contempt does not mean that Yang Yi does not understand these events, who can let him remember, so, after seeing the key chain on Clint's waist, he casually guessed the person's favorite convoy.

Then Yang Yi guessed right.

So Yang Yi and Clint chatted eagerly. After the two chatted enthusiastically for more than 20 minutes, Yang Yi accidentally glanced at the clock on the wall, and said in amazement: "Damn, I forgot It's time, I have to go to work."

Clint looked like he was still thinking about it, but he looked at his watch, and then said helplessly: "Then you go, and come back as soon as you finish cleaning up, and don't bother with him when there is no need to clean up."

Yang Yi immediately started mopping the floor, but at this moment Clint picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and said loudly: "One more lunch, some of us have a bigger appetite."

Just talking on the intercom, Clint smiled at Yang Yi: "Come here for lunch, there are only two of us here, a little bonus, haha."

Yang Yi pointed at Clint. He didn't say honorifics this time, and he didn't say anything at all. He just made a gesture to Clint and continued to mop the floor quickly.

After cleaning the lounge, Yang Yi said excitedly to Ruben and Clint: "I'll be back soon, I'll be back soon."

Yang Yi closed the door outside, and after watching Yang Yi leave, Clint let out a long sigh of relief, and then smiled at Ruben: "Very good and very interesting person, right?"

Ruben laughed and said, "He's a fan of Joe Gibbs, so he's a good guy, haha."

I don't know the conversation between the two people in the lounge, but Yang Yi knows that he has made a very good start, but the most important thing is to do his job well.

Yang Yi continued to clean up the entire prison area, including the posts of the guards with guns.

In front of a sentry post separated by barbed wire on three sides and facing special prisoners on one side, Yang Yi said to the prison guard inside: "Sir, do you need to clean it?"

The prison guard looked at Yang Yi, opened the door from the inside, and said, "Need it, clean up the cigarette butts."

The post is not very big but not small, it is more than enough to accommodate two people. Yang Yi stood outside the post with a look of embarrassment on his face, and said: "But you shouldn't come out so I can go in."

The prison guard said impatiently: "Okay, I'm coming out, hurry up."

Yang Yi remembered that prison guards were not allowed to smoke while on duty, but looking at the cigarette butts everywhere in the post, he knew that this regulation seemed to be not well followed.

"It hasn't been cleaned for two days. I'm really worried about meeting the police. The bastards in front know how to smoke but don't clean up the cigarette butts. What's your name?"

"Benjamin, sir."

"What crime? How many years in prison?"

"Drunk driving intentionally hurting others, five years in prison, and three years to go out."

The warning smiled and said: "Then you will soon, three years will pass soon."

Yang Yi had finished cleaning the sentry post, he walked out, three meters away from the prison guard, and said, "I've finished cleaning, sir."

The prison guard shrugged his shoulders, stepped into the sentry post, and then he waved to Yang Yi: "Don't be so scared, come in and have a chat with me."

Yang Yi said in surprise: "Ah, this is against the regulations, sir."

"It's okay. You're still here. Do you smoke? Leave the car over there and pretend you're still cleaning it up. No one cares."

Throwing a cigarette to Yang Yi, the prison guard winked and said: "The cameras here were all installed five or six years ago. They were high-tech back then, and now several of them have broken down and no one cares about them. But the cameras here are It happened to be broken, otherwise you would think why would you dare to smoke here.”

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, stepped forward to take the cigarette, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Not only gave it to Yang Yiyan, but also ordered it for Yang Yi himself, the prison guard said with a mysterious face: "You're welcome, do you know what kind of prisoners are locked here?"

"I don't know, but I heard that they are some particularly important prisoners."

The prison guard looked mysterious in his clothes, pointed to a cell, and said in a low voice: "Look, do you know who is locked there? There is a cannibal locked there! He is a cannibal!"

Yang Yi pretended to be shocked, and said, "Cannibalism?"

"Yeah, he killed and ate seven guys, man!"

Seeing Yang Yi staring at the cell he pointed to in horror and curiosity, the prison guard smiled triumphantly, then pointed to the cell next to him and said, "Do you know who is in charge of that cell?"

"Who? Or pervert?"

"No, no, the person locked up there is different, spy! It's just a double agent, our traitor."

Yang Yi moved a little closer to the prison guard, and said curiously, "It's because all the prisoners here are big shots, right?"

The prison guard nodded heavily, and said in a low voice: "Your sentence is only five years, do you know how long the longest sentence here is? Five hundred years! Dude, you are just hurting people. The people here, they are really Can eat people!"

I have to travel far away, so today is two chapters.