In such a large restaurant, Zeng Mishan only received applause from a dozen people.

The others just wanted to watch the fun, or they were already used to this kind of scene.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, Zeng Mishan really couldn't agree with calling him an evil prisoner.

Frankenstein, this nickname sounds cheesy.

If I were a bad prisoner, I should be called Wu'an Jun.

Zeng Mishan was angry and thought of a new title for himself.

Bai Qi, that’s the real ruthless guy.

When he named his son, he wanted to use the character "Qi" from Bai Qi's name, but his wife disagreed.

The reason was that the word was too ominous and he was worried that his son couldn't handle it.

"A woman's opinion! What do you know, woman?" Zeng Mishan was still very resistant to his wife's interference in naming his son, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The result was that his wife, KISS, glared at him and replied with eight words: Mr. Zeng, face the wind!

Then the two adults fought from the head of the bed to the foot of the bed, and then Zeng Mishan compromised.

…

Gossip is human nature.

Why did the warden give the newcomer such a nickname? What does it mean? Many people began to discuss this.

"Where do you think this new yellow man came from? Is he some weirdo scientist? Commons didn't even give a clear introduction."

"Frankenstein, sounds very intellectual."

"Intellectuals are great. I like to smash their brains and then burn them to ashes." The speaker was a murderer with a story.

Because he was beaten by his teacher when he was a child, he had always held a grudge against him. On a dark and windy night, he killed his teacher's entire family.

He was bought by Commons before his execution.

After taking a glance at this guy, everyone changed the subject. Most death row inmates looked down on people who didn't even spare children.

"What do you think he invented?"

"Could it be a standard toy for otakus? It would be better to give one to each of us." The speaker was a notorious old pervert who committed serial murders and made the victims into lifelike wax figures.

It was bought by Commons before his execution.

"Get lost! You useless thing." The person who cursed him was a gay bully with a special sexual orientation. He had bullied several young men to death because of excessive force and was bought by Commons before his execution.

"Let me make a wild guess. The new guy is probably a chemist. He might have invented a new type of drug that killed a lot of people. Commons bought him when he was carrying out the execution."

"Hmm... your idea is more reliable. That's what I guessed too." The gay bully agreed.

At this time, a black death row prisoner squeezed over. He had muscular body and thick calluses on his knuckles. He was a well-known boxer in an underground club.

Because he was spotted by Commons, this guy was tied up and thrown into prison while he was sleeping.

It is said that during his six months in prison, he had killed several perverts who had coveted his body with his bare hands.

"Have you noticed that the new guy doesn't dare to look us in the eye? What does that mean?" The black boxer's eyes were poisonous and he could see through Zeng Mishan's strengths and weaknesses at once.

"Tabo, you mean this guy is a pushover." Another strong man expressed the black boxer's thoughts.

"I'll meet him this afternoon!" The black boxer clenched his fists and gave everyone a look that showed he understood.

"Fuck! Let's go meet him this afternoon and find out if he's ever made drugs."

Drugs? Hearing these two words, the prisoners' brows lit up, as if something had finally happened.

It is not surprising that most death row inmates define Zeng Mishan as a geek who invented new drugs.

The United Empire was deeply invaded by drugs, and nearly 30% of its people had used drugs. The appearance of Zeng Mishan caused them to suffer a strong mental exhaustion.

I feel like I have one more thing to dream about at night.

In the United Empire, there are too many new drugs, and countless chemists have been misled by them.

The main reason is that it makes too much money.

Perhaps the word "drugs" opened the conversation, and many people were immersed in past memories.

The gay bully pursed his lips and said in a daze, "Has anyone tried 'jellybean'?"

"Brother, you're looking down on me. Gummies are just THC."

"Hey, you know all this. Have you ever played 'Stamps'?"

"What's a stamp?"

"That's low, brother. What I like most is stamps. They can make you feel like you're floating in the air." The gay bully said with an obsessed look.

Death row inmates don't have many topics to brag about. When it comes to drugs, they all speak with a certain air of pretentiousness, as if they're afraid they're not keeping up with the times.

"Brother, what is a stamp? Can you explain it to us brothers?"

"Well, today I'm going to talk to you about stamps. Have you heard of lysergic acid diethylamide? It's a hallucinogen artificially synthesized by chemists. Just a few micrograms are enough to cause hallucinations." The gay bully said passionately.

Feeling the envious eyes from all around him, he was very happy. It was a wonderful feeling to show off in front of others.

"Tsk, you can only fool those who don't know anything. LSD is colorless and odorless but highly poisonous. It can kill you if you're not careful. I think vest cigarettes are more effective." The black boxer Tabo said without giving any face.

"Bullshit, vest cigarettes are mixed with other drugs. What's the difference between them and bastards?" said the gay bully with a resentful look.

"You're talking nonsense. I think Little Bear's biscuits, popping candies, and Water Fairy are better than the oil coupons you mentioned." Tabo didn't give in at all. He had been exposed to drugs a lot when he was fighting underground boxing.

He dares to show off in front of others, but he doesn't even take a piss to look at himself.

"Do you believe I will kill you?" The gay bully was a little angry.

Tubbo gave him a ruthless look and said disdainfully, "I can make you die in a rhythmic way!"

After saying that, the two grown men stood up at the same time, their eyes met, sparks flying.

"You two, get down on your knees and hold your heads! Now!"

At this time, the prison guard in charge of security discovered something unusual. Someone was actually trying to fight while the warden was in a meeting. It was time to teach him a lesson.

"Get down!"

The sound of guns being loaded could be heard! Five prison guards, armed to the teeth, arrived.

So, when faced with the black muzzles of guns, the two strong men who were showing off their might obediently surrendered.

This scene touched Zeng Mishan deeply.

He used to be a teacher and knows that today's students are difficult to manage!

Zeng Mishan felt a headache just thinking about how to manage a group of death row prisoners...