Volume 4 Chapter 17 Recruitment

Tian Xingjian walked out of the processing factory angrily. In prison, it is a tradition in prison to first deprive you of the rights you should have, and then give them to you as rewards. This is what the guards do, and the same is what the prison bullies among the prisoners do. of. A bed near the cell door, a dinner, a piece of meat or a cigarette - things that originally belong to you will be taken away without reason. If you behave well or they show kindness, you may still be able to eat it. A little rice or a puff of cigarette. These things that are completely disdainful in the free world are a luxury, a temptation, and a tool in prison.

Looking at the way Davis looked just now, raising the new prisoner's workbench to the normal position seemed like a great meritorious deed. The fat man almost burst into tears with gratitude before he stopped Davis's endless display of merit.

After walking out of the factory gate, the playground outside was already filled with prisoners sunbathing, chatting, or playing basketball. Taoer put his hands in his trouser pockets and leaned against the outer wall of the gate, looking boredly into the processing factory. When he saw the fat man going out, Tou'er was overjoyed and hurriedly came up to hold him and said, "How's it going? What's the trouble?"

The fat man shook his head and curled his lips and said: "It's nothing to trouble. I just did a small favor for Davis, and the reward I got was to raise my console to the normal position. This world is too dark." The bitch looked angry. Injustice and justice awe-inspiring.

Tou'er was stunned and said, "It's just your first day of work today, and you raised the console to the normal position? How much help did you help him?"

The fat man said curiously: "Listening to your tone, it seems that I have taken advantage of the boss. I helped him solve a mecha malfunction. If I were outside, I would have received at least 10,000 yuan in reward."

Tou'er sighed and said with some envy: "If you spend 10,000 yuan to buy a year without having to bend over and work six hours a day, don't you think it's worth it?"

"One year?" The fat man was startled, and his whole body was trembling: one day is already tiring enough. If this happens every day, it would be better to become a shrimp.

Tou'er nodded and said, "Yes, not counting overtime."

The fat man thought for a long time, and suddenly he became happy. He looked like a villain who had taken advantage of him, and sighed with a sense of superiority: "Oh, it's really hard for you. Such a life is really not what people should live. In this world, , this life is really hard and sad... Should I count myself lucky? Haha."

Tou'er quickened his pace. He really didn't want to see the fat man's smug face. He felt from the bottom of his heart that if someone wanted to play a villain, this fat man couldn't be more suitable. He is an absolutely genuine actor!

The two people walked along the isolation net to the other end of the playground. A row of benches beside the net were filled with prisoners sunbathing, and Andre was one of them. At this time, he didn't look like a prison bully at all. He was chatting with the people next to him like an ordinary prisoner. Only the prisoners who came over from time to time and lined up to shake hands and kiss him could show his superior status.

Seeing Tian Xingjian and Touer coming over, Andre stood up with a smile, while several burly men beside him stood in front of him at the same time, staring covetously at the fat man. Andre's people were not fully involved in what happened yesterday. Most of the people who came to trouble Fatty were prisoners in Area D. The people who stood in front of Fatty today did not witness the situation with their own eyes. As for the scene described by others, , and there is no intuitive feeling. Therefore, when they saw this wretched fat man, their first reaction was hostility. With their strength in numbers, in this prison, in this place, they could bully almost any prisoner who had no one to back him up. And the fat man in front of him looks so easy to bully, so easy to bully.

Andre waved his hand, signaling the big men who were glaring at the fat man to disperse. These people don't know the terror of fat men, but Andre knows it all too well. What makes people feel ashamed is that I actually had a nightmare last night. The scene where the fat man went crazy kept circling in his mind. He hit him left and right in the crowd, and his face covered with blood later turned into the face of a roaring tiger with its bloody mouth open. All people are its prey, being eaten alive by it without any resistance.

Looking at the timid fat man in front of him, Andre burst into laughter. This guy, as long as he is not sleepwalking, is not a threat at all. If he wanted to deal with him, as long as he gave the order now, his people would surround the fat man and block the guards' sight. When the crowd dispersed, the fat man was already lying in a pool of blood.

"But..." Andre turned his head and looked at the other end of the playground. The tall Geno and his top thug Goster were playing basketball. The two men's team was running rampant, and the opponent had almost no power to fight back. . As if feeling Andre's gaze, Gino stopped. His eyes collided with Andre's. After a few seconds, the two of them smiled hypocritically at each other and turned away.

"This fat man may be his magic weapon to suppress Jino." Andre stepped forward enthusiastically, shook hands with Tou'er first, kissed his cheek, and said softly: "Well done."

Patting the flattered Tou'er on the shoulder, Andre turned to the fat man. After a long silence, he finally smiled. His face was as warm as the spring breeze, but his low words were as cold as poisonous snakes: "Fat man, do you believe it, if I Be happy, you'll be a corpse in five seconds!"

The smile on the fat man's face suddenly froze and became uglier than crying. Then, the bitch actually shook his head under everyone's gaze.

Crazy, everyone standing nearby was crazy, and Andre couldn't believe his eyes. He felt like he had been slapped hard. It wasn't until Andre's eyes became strange that the fat man nodded in panic, and an ugly and flattering smile appeared on his face, which was extremely vulgar.

Andre calmed down and suppressed the rage in his heart. He was afraid that the fat man was so frightened that he shook his head and nodded without knowing it. However, when he made such a fuss, the momentum that he had been brewing for a long time suddenly turned into a joke. This was the second time this fat man felt like a punch hitting cotton.

Last time, before he could do anything, the fat man fell to the ground and rolled around. Such a shameless idiot couldn't talk to him with a normal mind.

The fat man looked at Andre's livid face and smiled inwardly. With these people in front of him, as long as he started running, let alone five seconds, he couldn't do anything to them even if he gave them five thousand seconds. If he wanted to do it... He glanced at a capable little man standing five steps behind Andre. There was a weapon in this man's waist, which should be no larger than one. Twenty centimeter bayonet. As long as this man and the two big men standing next to him who were staring at his hands and feet were dealt with, the rest of the guys who looked at him with fierce looks were all rookies. Looking at their necks, they couldn't stand it. A hand knife. Without the intervention of the guards, the battle could have been resolved within fifteen minutes. .

A layer of cold sweat crawled on Colin's back, and he keenly caught the fat man's eyes as he glanced at him. As a former Army Special Forces soldier, no one understands this look better than him. He couldn't help but touch the scar under his right ribs. In that battle, the enemy he faced had the same look in his eyes. He was almost in the arms of the goddess of luck, and the vital parts of his body escaped that backhand. A blow of the bayonet.

These are all my secrets. The fat man opposite who looked extremely stupid seemed to be able to see through him completely. He didn't look at anyone, he just looked at himself, and at his waist, the homemade three-sided thorn was like a piece of hot coal. It sticks to the waist and makes people uncomfortable. That kind of look is definitely the look of a top warrior who has fought for the rest of his life!

Colin stared at the fat man, trying to confirm his feelings from the eyes of this wretched fat man. However, he became more and more disappointed. The shameful fat man in front of him was sweating profusely, with a flattering look on his face, and he was smiling more than crying. It was ugly, and I could only keep nodding and bowing. That look in his eyes made him look worse than a top warrior, let alone a beaten dog.

However, regardless of whether his feeling was an illusion or not, Colin moved his body to the side. Now, regardless of whether Andre gave the order or not, he couldn't take action. The mission you shoulder must not be affected by something like this. In this prison, no one has the desire to stand out. The most suitable way to survive here is to stand aside and watch! Moreover, with the fat man's skills when he was crazy, he could not defeat him at all. Only Beru could deal with him.

The fat man caught Colin's movements from the corner of his eye. He was a little confused. This thin guy had two arms that looked like fine steel, and his legs were also full of explosive power. There are a lot of fat guys who are special warriors who are good at fighting, and almost all of them look like this guy. Their characteristics are too obvious in my own eyes. However, such a master who could kill almost half of the people here turned out to be just a thug, and he clearly caught his eyes, but stepped aside.

What does it mean? Did his warning look work? Just scare him off?

"Now that you understand, my meaning is very simple. Either you stand with these brothers and do what you should do, and I guarantee that no one will dare to bully you in this prison. Or, I will give you five Pray in seconds." Andre's voice rang in Tian Xingjian's ears.

The fat man swore almost without hesitation: "Brother, from now on you will be my Zhang Yuan's eldest brother. If you have any orders, just say whatever you want. I will never frown even though you are in trouble!" The bitch spoke impassionedly and loudly. .