He only has 100 contribution points, and he can't spend a penny. If it's lower than 100 points, he will have to go back to Area A to fight.
Comparing himself with all his cellmates, Zeng Mishan suddenly realized that he was at a disadvantage in terms of both physique and age.
While others are young and full of vigor, I am already half-buried in the earth.
I'm like a sheep among tigers!
Zeng Mishan began to feel bitter.
I was worried that if he returned to Area A one day, I wouldn't be able to offend anyone and anyone would probably bully him.
The muscles in my buttocks tightened involuntarily. It was a terrifying scene to think about.
"Hello, Boss!"
At this moment, a white man in his thirties approached. He had the same buzz cut as Itami Jin, average-looking features, single eyelids, and very small, squinty eyes.
What is particularly noticeable is the huge skull tattoo on his left arm.
He came towards them from window number 3, bringing a large quantity of the delicious food that Ito Ren had ordered.
Zeng Mishan observed carefully. The white man had a brisk pace and unusually strong arms. It was obvious that he was a fitness fanatic.
"Let's eat together!" Ito Jin said in a gentle tone.
Then he introduced him to Zeng Mishan: "Skull, he has been with me for a year and is considered an old man here. Mr. Zeng, if you have any questions, you can consult him."
"Hello!"
The two greeted each other politely.
Isn't "skeleton" used to describe thin people? This guy's arms are thicker than my thighs. He shouldn't be called a skeleton, he should be called an iron pillar. Zeng Mishan complained in his heart.
"Boss, one of the brothers has a birthday, and I ordered three cakes. Here is your card."
At the dinner table, the little skeleton brother rubbed his hands and handed back a black card belonging to Ito Jin.
Zeng Mishan discovered that around the table where he was sitting, there were three tables close to each other, and three cakes had already been placed on them.
"Yeah!" He calmly took back his card. He was not at all displeased with the skeleton who consumed his contribution points without his consent.
"Go get a few boxes of wine and wish this brother a happy birthday for me." After thinking for a while, Idan Ren threw the card to the skeleton again.
"Thank you, boss!" Skeleton was happy from the bottom of his heart. The prisoners at those three tables were all his recruited younger brothers. Seeing that he could get close to the big boss on the red list, they came here because of his reputation. Skeleton symbolically accepted some of them.
In this regard, Boss Yi did not object, but only told him to pick some good seedlings and not to cause him trouble.
Skeleton did a good job in this regard, which is why Boss Yi invited him to drink.
Prison No. 79 is a cruel place where people are brutally killed. The price of surviving here is too high.
Because of the hierarchy, the only one who can sit and eat with Ito Jin is the Skeleton. After all, Boss Ito is a man of status.
Such people will not make friends with ordinary people.
Holding the black card, the skull excitedly took three boxes of beer from window number three. The prison guard on duty was shocked when he saw this.
What kind of place do you think a blue vest is a prison? You even dare to gather people to drink. I'll break your claws.
As the wine box was put down, the jailer saw that it was Ito Ren's younger brother, and he silently put down the baton in his hand.
The forward-rushing body made a gorgeous 180-degree turn.
Seeing this scene, Zeng Mishan just wanted to say loudly: Wow, this is so cool! This is the coolness that a big boss should have.
As they drank tons of beer, many prisoners in the prison swallowed their saliva when they saw this scene. This is the benefit of following a big boss.
While you are still eating pig food and dog food, others are eating cake and drinking wine, which makes you feel sour.
After cutting a piece of tomahawk steak, Zeng Mishan almost burst into tears.
The familiar smell reminded him of his wife at home.
It's juicy and delicious.
As his appetite was gradually satisfied, Zeng Mishan looked around and found many small groups gathered together.
The nine most evil prisoners in front of him, each of them had his own younger brothers, at least three and at most five, sitting together in groups of three or five.
The nine most evil prisoners receive a 50-yuan meal set, while their younger brothers eat 10-yuan dog food.
The difference is that there will occasionally be some fried chicken and fried fish in the dog food, and the nine evil prisoners will give alms based on the performance of the little brother.
Only the little brothers who behave well and can lick them well are qualified to eat fried chicken and fish.
Seeing this scene, Zeng Mishan silently took note in his heart, and the dog licking handbook recorded that in the end, you will get everything you want, and you have to lick what you should lick.
In terms of the number of subordinates, the nine people on the Yellow List naturally cannot compare with Boss Yi.
Zeng Mishan counted and found that there were fifteen younger brothers under the Skeleton.
It seems that sticking together for warmth is the most common thing in prison.
Zeng Mishan looked around again and found that there were many people sitting alone at a table or sitting together without talking.
They either disdain to form groups, or behave strangely, or have abnormal hobbies, are not sociable, or disdain to associate with others.
Looking at the food on their plates, there was a wide variety of food, including pig food and dog food. Their expressions became uglier with every bite.
Seeing Zeng Mishan's gaze passing over them and others, several death row prisoners showed friendly smiles.
"I seem to have been wrong. They are sitting at a table alone. It is very likely that no big boss wants them." Zeng Mishan could only sigh that the beatings of society will never be absent.
Not everyone is lucky enough to become a boss's subordinate. You have to know how to lick and have talent, otherwise you can only be at the mercy of fate.
"Mr. Zeng, have you decided where to work this afternoon?" Seeing Zeng Mishan looking dazed, Yi Danren's words woke him up.
Seeing Zeng Mishan was a little confused, Yi Danren explained:
"Lunch is time-limited. Prisoners in Area A have one hour, Area B has two hours, and Area C has three hours. Everyone in the prison has to work, but if you have subordinates, you don't have to."
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