Is it difficult to manage death row inmates?
The warden would tell Zeng Mishan loudly that this is not difficult at all, and you have no idea how many tricks this warden has.
Don't try to understand me just because you've seen the tip of the iceberg.
If the death row inmates were to hear the warden's true feelings, most of them would be dismissive and silently complain: He speaks as if everyone has no means.
"Come on, let's continue our conversation. Have you ever inhaled laughing gas?" Everyone watched the two troublemakers being taken away without taking it seriously. Fights and brawls happened almost every day.
They've gotten used to it.
We are all death row prisoners, so don't try to scare anyone else, otherwise you may not be able to wake up the next day.
The warden thought that high pressure could scare them, but when faced with the threat of death, death row inmates often burst into amazing unity.
There is a case for this.
The reason why the prison guards in Area A are armed to the teeth is because they have experienced a lot.
If the prison guards are not careful during patrol, the death row prisoners will throw their fresh feces on them. If they cannot resist Commons, they will disgust the prison guards.
Black people did most of this because they hated eating cassava every meal, so they used this method to protest.
Of course, Commons is not someone to be bullied. He would violently force people to tell him who dumped the feces. At first, no one reported it.
It wasn't until Commons used the beauty trap and contribution points to seduce that a black man was pushed out.
The warden carried out electric shock in public, roasting the death row prisoner inside and out, and then cut the body into plates and sent them to the protesting black people.
You guys want to eat meat, don’t you? Do you want to eat meat of your own kind?
However, he miscalculated and the food was eaten up soon after it was served.
He underestimated the ingrained nature of hunger and the murderer's ability to withstand stress.
The attempt to scare the monkeys with a chicken failed, and the informer was also killed. He was beaten to death by all the death row prisoners.
So if we hope that death row inmates are obedient and the law punishes them, we won’t kill people.
What Zeng Mishan didn't know was that the warden and the death row inmate had actually been planning a big move. This was a battle between life and death, water and fire.
"I've inhaled laughing gas before. It's just nitrous oxide. It makes people feel happy and laugh. It's very cheap. I've also inhaled angel dust, which is even cheaper."
Angel dust, PCP, a very cheap street drug. It makes users aggressive, and you never know what they're going to do next.
I don't know who started the discussion about drugs, but the situation got a little out of control afterwards.
This is just like smokers discussing cigarettes. Some say Huazi is better, some say Suyan is better, and some say Hehua is better.
People who have never smoked anything, out of fear of losing face, get involved and talk nonsense.
When you are in prison, it is easy to be looked down upon if you don't have some style.
Listening to the prisoners' discussions, Yi Danren's mouth twitched. He looked at Zeng Mishan curiously and asked, "They say you are a poison refiner, are you?"
At this moment, the skeleton subconsciously stretched his neck, he also wanted to know the answer.
Zeng Mishan sighed and said unhappily, "Refining poison is too simple and boring."
Upon hearing this, Ito Ren smiled with satisfaction. As he had guessed, Commons had given 100 contribution points for nothing, and there must be other reasons.
He can’t guess it at the moment, so it remains to be seen.
There seemed to be a light in the skeleton's eyes. He seemed to have seen an opportunity to get something for free by getting to know a poison maker.
The skeleton thought to himself: I have material for my dreams tonight.
The warden was the depressed one. He cursed all the idiots in his heart. I kidnapped a Nobel Prize nominee, not a crappy drug maker. Don't underestimate my vision.
I went through so much trouble to get this person in, all for those few drugs?
That's worth nothing, a bunch of idiots.
Fortunately, he had something bigger to announce. I could only complain about them in my mind.
At this time, Commons pondered and said, "Gentlemen, the new underground fighting competition will begin after Christmas, and the prison selection competition will officially start in a month. Welcome to sign up. The old rules remain unchanged, you must work hard."
With that, the video conference ended.
Aaaaaaa...the excited voices of the death row prisoners were getting louder and louder.
Zeng Mishan discovered that the prisoners in Area A reacted most violently.
The wealthy dog owners in Area B just grinned, obviously being flamboyant was not their style.
"Brother Shan, the good days are finally here." The little skeleton brother excitedly punched Zeng Mishan, holding his shoulders with both hands and shaking him hard, as if he had won five million.
Zeng Mishan was caught off guard, his shoulder ached, and his head was shaking and dizzy.
Damn, be gentle, you dead skeleton, don’t you know anything about your own strength? Do you want to end the game with one punch?
My old bones can't stand the torture. Zeng Mishan complained madly in his heart: young people nowadays have no respect for the elderly.
"Brother Shan, the happy time has finally come. This is our best chance to turn things around." The skeleton brother was eager to try.
What do you mean? Zeng Mishan looked at the other person with great interest. He first snorted, then said disdainfully, "It's just a game, what's the big deal?"
Hearing this, the skeleton brother was unhappy and said in a deep voice:
"Commons selects ten of us every year to participate in the underground fighting tournament. As long as we can win money for him, we can get corresponding contribution points."
After hearing this, Zeng Mishan understood. He had already seen the use of contribution points in prison.
The skeleton brother thought for a moment and added, "The first person selected by our prison will receive an additional reward, Commons, and can apply to call and meet with his family."
Damn, seriously?
Zeng Mishan's body trembled, he was shocked by the news.
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