Yama felt that this child was too naughty, and actually wanted to see his jokes.
He didn't care, he just left.
Nan Xun quickly followed, "Brother, do you care about the grass clippings behind you? This will affect your tall and mighty image too much!"
Yan Luo stretched out his long arm, grabbed the back of his head and slammed it towards him, then slipped his hand and landed on his shoulder, "Xiao Bai, you can stop anyone and let him lick it clean for me, believe it?"
Nan Xun was stunned for a while, then he laughed hahaha, his eyes were covered in mist, "Brother, I believe, really. But, do you really want someone to lick you clean in that place? Hahahaha …”
Yan Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes. He turned his head to look at the child who smiled like something, and suddenly had the urge to beat his ass.
Children are very skinny, so they need to be restrained a little more.
Nan Xun seemed to see the purpose of him, so he ran, faster than a rabbit.
"Xiao Bai!" Yan Luo called out, but in a blink of an eye, the person was gone.
Yan Luo was angry and laughing, his fists clenched loudly, and he muttered, "You disobedient child, you need to be beaten."
When Nan Xun passed the basketball court, his footsteps stopped suddenly.
A group of prison guards surrounded the prisoners on the basketball court, and no one was allowed to leave. The whistle just now should have been blown by the prison guards here.
There was a gap among the retreating prisoners, and Nan Xun saw a bloody man lying inside through the gap.
The man was lying in a pool of blood, with a sharpened knife for work stuck in his lower abdomen.
Nan Xun's head rumbled, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't walk.
Prison guards slapped the prisoners with batons, yelling and scolding. There were so many prisoners present that the guards couldn’t torture them one by one. They could only write down the numbers and let them go.
After a while, there were only two prison guards left on the crowded basketball court who were dealing with corpses. The deceased prisoner was quickly carried away, and the basketball court was empty, only the pool of bright red and dazzling blood remained. , drifting here with the bloody smell of sweat.
Nan Xun frowned and looked at that place, feeling a little complicated.
He knew that prison was not a good place, but he didn't expect that he saw the murder scene so quickly.
Yama's indifferent voice sounded behind him, "This kind of thing happens every once in a while, just get used to it."
Nan Xun was not surprised at all when he saw him, and he couldn't help suspecting that when he passed by just now, Yan Luo already knew that a murder was committed here.
"There are monitors on the basketball court, how dare they?"
Yan Luo glanced at him and explained lightly, "A dozen or 20 people gathered around them together, and they were too blocked. It's useless to have a monitor."
Nan Xun clenched his fists and went back to the factory without saying a word, not waiting for Yama.
Yan Luo looked at his decadent appearance behind him, and couldn't help sneering, "Innocent child."
When Yan Luo went back, Nan Xun was seriously soldering the circuit board, and he looked like he was studying some precious baby, and no one could bear to disturb him.
But Yama knew that he was thinking of something else.
Yan Luo walked up to him and sat down, waiting for him to weld a place, suddenly reached out and rubbed his soft hair vigorously, "Xiao Bai, you have to get used to it."
Nan Xun let out a dull hum.
When the work was over at twelve o'clock, the brothers went to the cell building side by side. After each took a lunch box from the cell, they went straight to the dining hall.
"Brother, hurry up, and dinner will be gone later." Nan Xun was a little anxious.
Yan Luo thought it was funny, "Xiao Bai, there is a brother here, don't be afraid."
Only then did Nan Xun remember the scene in the cafeteria early in the morning, and he was not in a hurry. When King Yama is there, he just doesn't cut the line, and everyone else has to beg him to cut the line.
"Xiao Bai, in a place like Meihuan Prison, don't talk to the other party about etiquette, righteousness and honor. If you talk to a group of felons, you will be bitten by the other party sooner or later." Yan Luo felt that the child was still too much. Simple, could not help but tell him about the prison rules.
Nan Xun also knew this principle, but he felt that not all of these people were extremely vicious people, such as the rough men in cell 242, such as Su Mobai, or the man in front of him.
"Brother, these prisoners know how to line up when they are cooking. Most of them are still saved."
When Yan Luo heard this, he couldn't help sneering, "Do you know what this big canteen was like before my brother came? Everyone saw the food and swarmed up, the strong grabbed the first, and the weak could only eat the rest of the soup. Son, do you think these people are good people who can be transformed?"
Nan Xun was a little surprised: "Don't the prison guards care?"
The corner of Yan Luo's mouth slanted to one side, as if he was laughing, and at the same time he was mocking, "They did manage it, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, eating a little less won't kill anyone, so they don't bother to care."
"Brother, shouldn't you be the one who made them line up?" Nan Xun told the truth in one sentence.
Seeing the light in the child's eyes, Yan Luo raised his eyebrows happily, "I just thought they were too noisy at the time, so I made a rule by the way. At that time, a dozen people were besieging the Lord together, and the Lord directly fucked them. When I got up, everyone was afraid of being beaten by the Lord, so they could only admit it."
Nan Xun's eyes were full of adoring stars, "Brother, you are amazing."
When the two brothers arrived at the dining hall, there were indeed many people queuing outside the eighteen windows for food and soup.
Nan Xun followed King Yama and felt the wonderful moment when the cafeteria changed from noisy to quiet, and the first prisoner respectfully gave up his seat.
Yan Luo glanced at Nan Xun slightly, and Nan Xun immediately walked over with the lunch box of the two of them, and deeply experienced the feeling of being a powerful man.
And Nan Xun no longer has to worry about not being able to grab a seat. His brother's seat has remained unchanged for thousands of years. It is on the side of the big dining hall by the window, and the five full dining tables around are his brother's territory.
Nan Xun felt that there were a lot of dishes today, and the master who made the dishes was very generous, and the only meat dish was a big spoonful.
The brothers sat facing each other, and Yan Luo picked out all the meat slices from the bowl and put them in the lid of the lunch box.
Nan Xun hurriedly said: "Brother, why don't you eat meat, what a pity to throw it away like this!"
Yan Luo raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "Who told you that I was going to throw it away?"
When the selection was almost done, he poured all the pieces of meat in Gaili into Nanxun's bowl.
Nan Xun still had rice in his mouth, so he was stupid now, "Brother, did you pick it out for me to eat?"
Yan Luo didn't reply directly, "You're still young, eat more to grow your body, I'm not sure when you will wake up and suddenly find yourself jumping up."
Nanxun: …