How to quickly prove yourself strong in front of everyone
Only raise the sword to stand up for power, kill one and stop one hundred.
My soul entered the dream of a big man in the cell next door and handed him over. Although the opponent is tall and magnificent, I am also a spy company and I am more than enough to deal with him.
He squatted down in pain, I sneered, put away the blood-stained samurai knife, and signaled to him in English: "Dontthinkweesearesoangry, Imnotasteelwarrior!"
The big man covered his crotch with one hand and pointed at me with the other.
I showed him my right wrist. This female ghost tattoo was particularly conspicuous. He was taken aback and hurriedly withdrew his right hand. I turned around and floated out of his dream, and continued to float towards the next cell.
You can't make ghost calls here, but my soul is still free, but it's limited to the prison.
In the next room 9746, the guy who tripped me down lived, and his upper bunk was the Thai.
The big guy who bullied me was bare-breasted, snoring, tattooed on his body, and wrapped in gauze under one arm, and the Thai man on his upper bunk wrapped himself tightly with a bed sheet. .
I entered this big dream, where this guy was gorging on a large table of chickens, ducks and fish, like a hungry tiger. I showed the samurai knife and tapped the corner of the table.
The big guy looked up and saw me, and immediately spit out the food in his mouth, sternly yelled: "Goaway, yellowrace!" Then he held a fork to demonstrate to me.
I overturned the table with my left hand, and the table full of food and plates shattered.
The other party let out a roar of "Woo", slowly stood up from the chair, grabbed the leg of the table with his left hand, and slammed it at me, but the table hit my samurai knife and was smashed into pieces.
His short hair was all treed up, and his two big blue eyes stared, holding the table legs in his hand, and hitting my head again, I quickly drew behind him and aimed at his poppet and kicked out fiercely. Kneel him on the ground with his feet, then grabbed his short hair with his left hand, and swung a samurai knife in his right hand from his neck.
This guy knelt on the ground, his mouth was speechless, his eyes were full of anger, and he still stared at me.
I walked up to him, showed my right wrist, and said viciously: "If you don't let me eat, I won't let you talk! From now on, if you dare to be mad, I will cut off your tongue!"
Then I left his dream, and then I entered the Thai dream of the upper bunk.
The Thai man returned to his hometown in his dream and was dancing with a group of shemales. I stood in front of him, holding a samurai knife, and he hurriedly stopped dancing and said to me: "Don't kill me, I was framed by the Titans too! "His Chinese is not very good.
I showed my right wrist and left his dream.
After that, I entered the dreams of the prisoners in these nearby cells. For those who look down on me and want to bully me, I unceremoniously took a lesson, and left marks on them when they were dissatisfied; for those who remained neutral, I raised my sword and stood up.
This kind of night is also tiring, and the whistle to get up blew, and I was reluctant to get up.
Hideo Yoshio washed quickly, and when he saw that I hadn't gotten up yet, he kindly reminded me.
I lazily responded: "You don't care about me, they dare not treat me like that!"
He had to stand at the door of the cell and wait. At six o'clock, the old room door opened. These prisoners lined up out of the corridor, came to the open space in the cell, lined up, and started running in the morning.
I heard the whistle of the prison guard and the slogans of the prisoners. I covered my ears with my hands and continued to fall asleep. No one was bothering me.
After the morning jog, the British man returned to the room, and I slowly got up to wash, and when I returned to the bed, I found that I only had tight-fitting pants and no tops, and the mosquitoes’ skin was covered with red packets.
The breakfast bell rang, and the British man and I walked out of the cell and lined up to enter the dining room for breakfast.
These prisoners looked surprised when they saw me coming back. Especially the two big guys in the next room.
The guys I had taught were silent, which caused the remaining prisoners to dare not even let out the atmosphere.
Leibo and Sally stared at me with electric shock sticks. When they came to the window, Lao Wu saw me and was immediately surprised. The voice asked: "When will you be back?"
"Last night, nothing happened here after I left, right?"
Old Wu replied: "It's nothing, but you must be careful and never move alone!"
After breakfast, we returned to the cell and waited for work to begin.
At eight o'clock exactly, the start bell rang and the cell door opened. I followed the British man out of the room. Leibo came over with a shock stick and said to me, "You go in!"
I thought I didn't need to go to the workshop to paste the paper boxes, so I went back to the cell and lay down in the prison to make up for sleep.
Yingnan followed the team and left the corridor, and the cell door closed again.
Soon a black guard walked outside the cell door, knocked on the cell door with a baton, and shouted at me: "Steelfighters, eout!"
I got up with a look of confusion, walked out of the cell, followed the prison guard out of the corridor, and then joined the remaining prisoners.
These prisoners are all yellow or red, and one guy is tanned all over and he is not wearing a shirt.
"E!" The black prison guard led us out of the cell area, crossed the path outside the workshop, and came under the prison wall. Then, he pointed to a septic tank of more than 100 square meters and ordered: "You are responsible for cleaning this up today. , It must be done today!"
The prisoners immediately covered their noses, but a dark-skinned Asian man pulled a cart over with a bundle of plastic coveralls and shovels stacked on it.
The black prison guard yelled to the Asian man: "Che Minshu, you lead them to clean this pool, don't make trouble!"
"According to Officer Warren, promise to complete the task on time and never make trouble!" This Cha Minshu responded to the prison guard's order in blunt Chinese.
Warren guards retreated into the shade. There were two guard posts near the wall. The guards in black uniforms kept looking at us with binoculars.
Warren pointed at me and said, "You, the Iron Warrior, put on the overalls and take the shovel. Our task today is to throw the contents of this septic tank out of the wall."
I closed my eyes and looked out of the wall. Outside was a potato field, and a group of prisoners were sitting under the wall and smoking and resting.
The inmates beside him had already untied the jumpsuits on the flatbed truck and began to replace them. The prisoners in the overalls took up the shovel and walked to the septic tank.
I also put on the plastic one-piece suit, stared at the hot sun, picked up a shovel, and came to the septic tank.
The flies and mosquitoes fly around here.
"How to clean up? Do we have to go down?" I asked a cellmate next to me.
This yellow-faced and yellow-toothed cellmate replied in Chinese: "Of course, do you use a pump?"
Looking at the pile of dung in the pool, I felt sick and vomiting, but when I heard the familiar local accent, I hurriedly held back, and asked, "Are you also Chinese?"
"I am the second generation of overseas Chinese. My father fled to Vietnam during the ten-year catastrophe, and then came to the United States." (End of this chapter)