My years as a boss

wood factory.

There are indeed some dangerous items in the wood factory, such as saws, planers and other tools-with special use background, so it is not difficult to understand that there are more prison guards and guards here.

But the existence of the wood factory proved one thing in itself-the prisoners on the first floor were really harmless, so harmless that the people above thought that as long as the guards were strict enough, bloody incidents would not happen.

Jiang Yiyi was very satisfied with this discovery, after all, he just wanted to hang around in peace and stability - it would be the best if he could hang around until the end of his sentence.

Star Prison Wind and Cloud, if you leave Star Prison, it means the game is over.

At this time, Jiang Yiyi had this kind of innocent good wish in his heart, and was ready to deal with that little trouble and start his ordinary and peaceful prison life.

Zhang Zheng took them to the wood factory, glanced at Brother Hu, and walked over to another prison guard.

"You help me keep an eye on point 2091."

Yan Kuan glanced at Jiang Yiyi, nodded, and lowered his voice: "Isn't that guy a good stubble?"

Zhang Zheng glanced at Jiang Yiyi who was groping for tools, and said in a serious tone, "Don't let Brother Hu get close to him."

Yan Kuan glanced at Brother Hu who turned his head and said something to his younger brothers: "Don't worry, Brother Hu won't make any trouble, he's not that courageous."

"Of course he's not that courageous." Zhang Zheng gestured to Jiang Yiyi: "But that guy may not necessarily be."

Yan Kuan couldn't help feeling: "Why are you so unlucky? Just sent away the lunatic, and this guy came again? Is this year unlucky? You have to say goodbye."

"I'm going to stare at the prison cell, you look at it..." Zhang Zheng didn't answer, and asked again: "Don't let them meet."

"Okay, don't worry, you go back quickly, no one is watching over the cell."

Yan Kuan sent Zhang Zheng away, his eyes turned around Jiang Yiyi.

looks normal...

Thinking of this, his eyes met Jiang Yiyi's.

Jiang Yiyi held the wooden block and smiled at him.

It's pretty nice when you smile.

Yan Kuan thought so, without smiling, he signaled Jiang Yiyi seriously and viciously to continue working.

Jiang Yiyi withdrew his gaze and continued to ponder over the wooden block in his hand - he didn't have carpentry in his skills, which meant he didn't know anything about it.

So Jiang Yiyi fiddled with these tools in a serious manner, seemingly serious, but he was actually fishing for fish.

He noticed the scene where Zhang Zheng was talking with Yan Kuan, and conveniently marked Yan Kuan's head with a friendly symbol, and then began to study the anatomical planes on his body.

Wherever Jiang Yiyi's eyes are, as long as he concentrates his attention a little, a cold anatomical plane will immediately appear on the flesh and blood body, with vital points attached, which makes people feel unreal.

Of course, this is indeed a game, but after all, Jiang Yiyi is being played by the game, not playing the game.

So this unreal game feel is hard to relax-of course, the cold anatomical plane may be even more difficult to relax.

Some people may think that the anatomical plane is a black-and-white picture in a textbook, but in Jiang Yiyi's eyes, what is presented before his eyes is a highly maneuverable and deceptive color picture of flesh and blood with clear texture and distinct stripes.

In other words, as long as Jiang Yiyi is willing, everyone can become a body waiting to be dissected in his eyes.

The vital points of the human body, the places that can kill with one blow, are clearly displayed in front of Jiang Yiyi.

Jiang Yiyi does not have fighting skills in his skills, which means that Jiang Yiyi does not have any advantage when fighting.

But there are winners and losers in fighting, but not in killing.

Jiang Yiyi began to like this character.

"Hey, kid, Brother Hu told you to go to the back." Someone walked past him and bumped into Jiang Yiyi.

Jiang Yiyi came back to his senses, glanced at Brother Hu, who was staring at him, his smile was very in line with what a bad guy should look like, vicious, insidious and... reckless.

Jiang Yiyi glanced at the location where Cai Yan Kuan was just now, but he couldn't find him.

He put down the wood block, turned around and prepared to go to the small warehouse behind the wood factory.

"Boss..." Four Eyed Boy called out in a low voice.

Jiang Yiyi stopped and turned to look at him.

"The new prison guard just called Prison Guard Yan away." Siyan Boy's voice was extremely low: "But he will hold him for 10 minutes at most."

Jiang Yiyi blinked, and a smile appeared on his calm face: "Well, I see."

So, you only have 10 minutes.The second half of the sentence was swallowed back by Siyanzi.

Jiang Yiyi patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the small warehouse.

The carpentry factory was chaotic, coincidentally or too coincidentally, there was only a strange prison guard present besides a few security guards. The security guard was only responsible for stopping the chaos and did not participate in the management of the prisoners.

And this strange prison guard was talking to other prisoners at the moment, so he didn't notice Jiang Yiyi at all.

There were some wooden boards and tools piled up in the small warehouse, and Jiang Yiyi glanced at the randomly placed tools, not surprisingly, he found that there was no such thing as a saw that was sharp enough to be used as a weapon.

The guard and management on the first floor are really strict.

"It's quite courageous." Brother Hu led his men into the small warehouse, surrounded Jiang Yiyi, and looked Jiang Yiyi up and down.

Jiang Yiyi turned his eyes away from the sundries piled up in the corner, and glanced at the people present.

Jiang Yiyi naturally ignored the npcs that were lackluster and not worth spending money to describe, and looked directly at Brother Hu.

Among the short guys, even Brother Hu has become outstanding.

It even made people think that no wonder he is the boss.

"It seems that this new little brother is really..." Brother Hu rolled up his sleeves slowly, talking about whether it was cold or not, and whether it was hot or not in autumn, revealing his two big flowery arms, with fierce The tone said: "Don't take us seriously at all."

Jiang Yiyi's gaze was fixed on his eye-catching big flower arms - you said he rolled up his sleeves, are you implying me?

"You have to teach him the rules." Brother Hu crossed his arms, looked at Jiang Yiyi who was motionless in shock, and revealed his real purpose: "I heard that you have hidden a lot of money?"

Money is such a good thing that everyone is fascinated by it.

Jiang Yiyi recalled the amount of money and nodded honestly.

Brother Hu sneered: "Either pay the money, or get beaten, you choose."

Jiang Yiyi looked around at the NPCs that surrounded him, and made a quick choice: "Pay the money."

The NPCs surrounding Jiang Yiyi made mocking sounds.

Brother Hu's expression showed surprise, obviously Jiang Yiyi's choice was different from what he thought, and it was also different from the rumors.

But it was limited to surprise. People who would do this for a little money would never think deeply about the unreasonableness of it.

Not to mention what he was about to face.

He gestured to Jiang Yiyi.

Jiang Yiyi approached him.

In his lowered hand, the fingers moved slightly, and a faint silver light flickered where no one noticed.

Brother Hu looked at Jiang Yiyi who was walking in front of him, his eyes rolled on his face, and he showed a bad smile: "I changed my mind, I want to order other things besides money."

Jiang Yiyi stopped in his tracks, turning his head with a puzzled expression.

"Hey, you know you look good, right?"

Have it?

Jiang Yiyi's gaze flicked across Brother Hu's hand, paused at the heart, moved again, swept across his throat, paused on his head, and finally fell back to Brother Hu's hand.

Jiang Yiyi doesn't have a deep impression of his appearance - which in itself shows that it has nothing worth remembering.

But Brother Hu seems to say for the second time that he looks good?

Jiang Yiyi smiled, reached out to catch Brother Hu's hand, and slowly moved up along the arm.

Brother Hu looked happy, and he didn't even care about the incompatible calmness on the other party's face, showing an expression of "this kid is on the road".

In the next second, Jiang Yiyi covered his mouth before the screams came out.

Jiang Yiyi fully absorbed the previous lesson, he covered Brother Hu's mouth with one hand, and held a thin blade between his other fingers, gliding across the skin smoothly and even pleasing to the eye, along the lines he saw. Anatomical floor plan, cut, dissected.

"Boss..." There was a commotion in the surrounding crowd for a moment, and the two nearest NPCs were about to rush up—a second before rushing up to beat Jiang Yiyi, they clearly saw the skin that had been cut by the blade exposed underneath Jiang Yiyi's hand was extremely steady, he pinched the blade and stopped beside the blood vessel, and glanced at the crowd that changed from commotion to stillness for a second.

"Don't...don't be impulsive." Brother Hu confided in a vague voice.

Jiang Yiyi glanced at him.

"I don't yell, I don't yell at people." Brother Hu squeezed out a smile, proving to Jiang Yiyi that he was harmless.

Jiang Yiyi retracted and covered his mouth, and stared at the large blood vessels - tiny blood vessels are difficult to observe with the naked eye, even if cut, it is only a slight bleeding, but this kind of large blood vessels that are enough to be seen by the naked eye, if the position is no longer It's a little bit better-that is, the legendary artery, once it ruptures, it will bleed instantly, and it is impossible for gods to save it.

That's one of the reasons why it's critical.

Brother Hu is not just afraid to move, if conditions permit, he really wants to go back a few seconds ago and beat himself to death for talking nonsense.

He didn't know if he could beat Jiang Yiyi, or if so many people on the scene could beat Jiang Yiyi together—but he knew very well that once the opponent's impulse was aroused, people would definitely die here.

As for how much to die, it depends on how impulsive the other party is.

Jiang Yiyi squeezed the blade to cut open the skin calmly and smoothly, and the scene of picking out the blood vessels brought about indescribable feelings.

But if you have to describe it, it is that the other party is enjoying it, even enjoying the carnival brought about by blood and death.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely dangerous element who should go to the sixth floor.

The blood on Brother Hu's hand gushed out quickly, flowing down his arm, forming a small pool of blood on the ground.

But Brother Hu didn't notice much pain - this proves that the other party's craftsmanship is very good.

Under the imminent threat of death, Brother Hu vaguely remembered the prison information of this newcomer—a surgeon.

Brother Hu's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he looked at Jiang Yiyi who was observing the blood vessels with great interest.

"Brother..." His voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Hush." ​​Jiang Yiyi raised his index finger to signal him to keep silent. There was some blood left on his index finger, and as he moved, it was stained on his lips. The poppies overflowed with seductive colors, mixed with extreme danger, attracting everyone human gaze.

Of course, these gazes were full of horror, and no one had any inappropriate thoughts under such circumstances.

Their only thought now was to stay as far away from him as possible.

Jiang Yiyi stared at the blood vessels for a long time, moved the index finger on Brother Hu's hand, the blade flew again, and continued to cut slowly along the lines, the silver-white blade intertwined with the blood-colored skin, under Jiang Yiyi's light movements, Performing an artistic performance.

Brother Hu's hands couldn't help shaking.

Jiang Yiyi glanced at him, calm and dissatisfied.

Brother Hu quickly stretched out his other hand to hold his own, trying to control the trembling.

The scene was so quiet that no one spoke, and everyone watched Jiang Yiyi cut half of Brother Hu's arm with a thin blade.

The smell of blood is getting stronger.

Jiang Yiyi's strikes were very measured—or the skills given by the system were very measured. He slit most of his arm, revealing the neat veins and blood vessels inside, but did not hurt the large blood vessels.

Under the premise of the current crude scene and tools, this fully proves what an excellent surgeon Jiang Yiyi is.

"What's the matter? What about people?"

Jiang Yiyi's movements paused, and he heard the prison guard's voice from outside.

I can't seem to get my timing right.

Jiang Yiyi muttered something, shook his hands, and the blade on his fingertips was replaced by a needle and thread.

So everyone once again watched helplessly as the other party stitched up the cut flesh again in an orderly manner.

"Ouch—" After the first person vomited out, the remaining ones vomited out one after another.

Jiang Yiyi's hands are fast, his movements are skillful, and he is very familiar with the lines he cut. Before the prison guards noticed this, he quickly performed a preliminary and crude operation.

He let go of Brother Hu's hand, took a step back, glanced at the surgical operation he had upgraded to the elite level, and confirmed his previous guess—no matter what the reason was, his skill upgrade seemed to be particularly easy, simple and entry-level The gap between levels is not big, but the gap between ordinary and elite is so large that players who once focused on leveling their skills despair.

But for Jiang Yiyi, a complete cutting and suturing operation is enough for him to master elite surgical skills.

Hmm, will try someone else next time.

Jiang Yiyi tilted his head to listen to the voice of the prison guards outside, then turned his head to show Brother Hu a friendly smile: "Wait for the prison guards..."

"I made it myself." Brother Hu squeezed out a smile, his left hand that had just been stitched up was still trembling unconsciously, like pain and fear.

Jiang Yiyi's logic was very strict: "You yourself? Using one hand to operate on the other?" He tried to ease the tense emotions at the scene, and joked: "Then you are much better than me."

"No, no, no." Brother Hu repeated, not daring to move.

Jiang Yiyi glanced at the wooden boards piled up in the corner, wanting to say something, when he heard the prison guard's voice approaching again, he turned and walked outside.

"If the sentence is extended, I will be very distressed."

He dodged out of the small warehouse and blended into the crowd while the prison guards were searching in another direction.

A line of sight fell on him, he glanced sideways, and exchanged glances with the strange prison guard.

This npc... doesn't seem very simple.

Because he is very good-looking.

In the game, good-looking = non-passerby = npc with a story = extraordinary strength.

"Who is that prison guard?"

"The new prison guard." Siyanzi glanced at the prison guard, and then at the small warehouse that had never moved: "The one who called the strict prison guard away just now is related to the people above Brother Hu."

"Oh?" Jiang Yiyi picked up the wooden blocks on the table and started to study again.

"Boss, Brother Hu and the others..." Siyan Boy couldn't help asking when he saw the prison guards walking towards the small warehouse.

"They?" Jiang Yiyi blinked: "What happened to them?"

"They're not..." Four-eyed Boy gestured.

"Not what?" Jiang Yiyi turned to look at him.

Siyanzi's Adam's apple moved, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a strict and upright voice from the small warehouse: "What's the matter with you? Fighting? How did you fight like this?"

The prison guards moved and pushed Brother Hu and his little brothers out of the warehouse.

The four-eyed boy looked at them through the crowd.

Brother Hu was covered in blood, and one hand was hanging limply on one side, as if it was broken. He lowered his head and walked forward without looking anywhere.

"Wooden board? Did you hit it with a wooden board?" Yan Kuan raised his voice again: "You kid, say it again? You? With a wooden board? Did you hit it?"

Yan Kuan glanced at the prisoners gathered at the side: "Lin Yi, take the prisoner back to the prison."

The new prison guards responded and gathered the prisoners.

Four-eyed boy followed the prisoners in the same area and walked towards the prison, looking behind him constantly.

Brother Hu's familiar subordinates held a few pieces of wood in their hands, and silently faced Yan Kuan's angry questioning. A frightening splash.

The four-eyed boy didn't dare to look any more, so he withdrew his gaze, and subconsciously glanced at Jiang Yiyi who was beside him.

He calmly followed the flow of people, noticed his gaze, and smiled slightly.