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Those eyes are indifferent, calm, mysterious, and deep like a deep pool. In a simple look at each other, it seems to be able to suck a person's soul into it, and then be completely crushed.

Yao Jin saw blood in the man's eyes. There is no doubt that this man's hands were stained with blood, and there was more than one person.

There was only four or five seconds of staring at each other. The man turned his head first and continued to walk in front of the corridor. When the footsteps of the man and the prison guard were almost inaudible, everyone in the cell breathed a sigh of relief, panting one after another.

Yao Jin's bed was on the top. After he finished washing quickly, he grabbed the handrail, climbed up in two or three steps, and covered himself with the quilt.

There were pains in many parts of the body, especially the back of the head, which involved the temples on both sides, and there were sudden and sudden pains. Yao Jin turned his body sideways, facing the direction of the wall.

The lights in the cell were all turned off, and the pitch-black darkness rolled down. The night was like a ferocious monster, lurking quietly, waiting to pounce on its prey at any time.

This was the first night, and Yao Jin didn't feel sleepy until about three or four in the morning, but he didn't sleep for three hours, and the alarm bell rang through the entire prison area when he got up in the morning.

Yao Jin suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head, and the pain was reduced by half. The only advantage of this special physique is here. As long as there is still a breath, multiple injuries can heal quickly.

With elbows on both sides of his body, he propped up his upper body, and looked indifferently across the room. Most of them were awake, but no one moved at the moment.

Yao Jin raised the corners of his lips and smiled silently. Life is a game, and since you play a game, you must abide by the rules of the game.

Now that he is a prisoner, he has to abide by the rules of the prison.

After waking up and folding the quilt, Yao Jin was the first to get out of bed, took a toothbrush and took a cup to wash his mouth in front of the sink. His voice was very low, but the room was so big. Some people might feel angry when they woke up, and suddenly said hello angrily. With a sound.

The man had been watching from the sidelines yesterday. After seeing Yao Jin's skill, he knew in his heart that young people were not easy to mess with. At first he thought it was someone else who made the noise. When he stuck his head out of the bed and looked When he knew who it was, he immediately calmed down, fell back on the bed and continued to sleep with his head covered, knowing the current affairs, and going anywhere.

All the iron gates of the cells were opened, and the prisoners who had slept all night came out one after another.

There is no mirror here, and there was no transparent object in the laundry room yesterday. Yao Jin doesn't know what his face looks like right now, but he just hopes it won't be too conspicuous.

The cafeteria is on the left front on the first floor, and Yao Jin followed the crowd to the bottom.

From time to time, unfriendly eyes fell on him, with scrutiny and interest, Yao Jin kept his face calm and quickened his pace.

Prison cafeterias are similar to university cafeterias in layout. They both have a unified window, and then everyone queues up to get food from the window. The difference may be that you don’t need to swipe your meal card here, and you can’t choose dishes. You can only eat what you get. .

There were two windows, and when Yao Jin arrived, there was a long queue, and Yao Jin went to the queue on the outer side.Not like other people, standing frontally, but slightly sideways, his physique here is still the same as in the previous two worlds, as long as he is touched by the same sex, it will be triggered passively, and then he will eat the toon medicine Like, the whole body is dry and hot, itching and empty, longing to be filled.

Few people here are good people, and the original owner is unlucky. He will be taken to top the vat and become a prisoner. The others here have really committed major crimes. Everything you can think of.There are also things that can't be imagined.

Compared with the previous two worlds, here, he has to tense his nerves at any time, and be careful not to let others touch him easily.

There is no private space in the prison. If his physique is triggered, it is tantamount to sending himself into the hands of these villains.

The queue left quickly, and there were still four people arriving at Yao Jin.

Looking around from the corner of the eye, the people Yao Jin slept with all got down and lined up in two queues.

Soon he arrived at Yao Jin. The cook was a rather old middle-aged man. He took the iron dinner plate piled up on one side, and before moving the spoon to feed Yao Jin, he raised his eyes and looked at him. The corner of Yao Jin's mouth Slightly ticking off, he gave a harmless smile. When the middle-aged man was scooping up vegetables, he obviously scooped up a piece of fat more than others.

Yao Jin took the plate from the other party, he lowered his eyes, now he doesn't have to look at what he looks like, a smile can bewitch people, presumably he is not ugly at all.

Holding the dinner plate, I found a seat in the corner, with the memory of the original owner. Although there are not many, it is clear that some seats cannot be sat, and some people are better not to approach them.

The meals in the prison are very simple, one meat and one vegetable, and there is also a soup with almost no vegetable leaves. As for the meat dishes, they only rely on a little oil to support them.Meat or something, you have to be lucky to eat it.

To be honest, Yao Jin has no appetite at all when he sees these meals. Although the first two worlds are not going well, at least they are not so bad in terms of food and accommodation.

Picking up the rubber fork, Yao Jin moved the plate closer and began to eat. Most of the dishes were swallowed without chewing. The taste was very bland, as if no salt was added.

On one side, he swallowed quickly mouthful after mouthful. On the other side, there was a commotion at the entrance. Several prisoners walked in. The prisoners lined up at the window saw each other and immediately moved out of the way, letting them pass first, waiting for someone to pass by. Just re-arranged the team again.

The few prisoners sat at an empty table in the middle, and other seats beside it were also reserved, and no one dared to sit there.

There were four or five tables between the two sides. Yao Jin expected that they would not notice him, so he kept moving his hands and drank the soup to the bottom. After the meal, the plates needed to be washed by himself. Allow yourself to be noticed by others.

He doesn't cause trouble, but it doesn't mean that things won't trouble him. When he walked past a table full of criminals, a prisoner with a blue tattoo on his neck at the far end put his foot out and stood in front of Yao Jin. The aisle here is not wide, if you want to pass, you must either step over the opponent's foot, or be crushed by him directly.

The first one will definitely not work, the tattooed man tilted his head, his eyes were extremely aggressive, and in just a few seconds, he saw Yao Jin from head to toe, especially staying on his lower body for a long time, his accomplice next to him They all stared at Yao Jin with obscene and dirty eyes.

The second rule is that Yao Jin rolled his fingers and fought in the cafeteria. No matter what the reason was, whoever provoked it first would violate the prison rules and be sent to confinement. The length of confinement will be determined according to the severity.

The original owner had never been to the confinement room.However, someone who slept with me went, and for three days, in a dark place where the body could hardly stand up straight, the person was a little mentally disturbed after he came out.

Therefore, the second option cannot be selected.

There are only three, and it’s not that Yao Jin is afraid. If he didn’t have this physique, he would definitely not have these worries. Some things, even after experiencing many times, he still can’t get used to them. How can he get used to them? His self-esteem and pride are definitely not He will allow himself to become a prisoner of desire, which will make him look down on himself and hate himself.

This aisle was impassable, so Yao Jin turned around and walked to the other one, but luckily that aisle was clear.

Already approaching the sink at the exit, Yao Jin breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, the breath was drawn back, and he was keenly aware of something rushing towards him behind him. Yao Jin didn't see what it was, and held it with both hands. There was no time to think about the dinner plate, so I raised my legs to welcome it.

Bang bang bang, the person kicked by Yao Jin flew three or four meters away, hit several tables behind one after another, and almost hit someone's dinner plate, fortunately he reacted in time, otherwise breakfast would be ruined up.

As soon as this happened, all the cafeteria's attention turned to Yao Jin. Some knew him, some didn't, but at the moment, they all knew him.

Yao Jin didn't look at anyone, and quickly withdrew to the sink to wash the dishes, and hurriedly left the cafeteria.

His back quickly disappeared around the corner, and people in the cafeteria were talking about it.

"That kid is really dead." A man with a knife scar on his face said sarcastically while rubbing the scar with one hand.

The two servants next to him nodded quickly.

The man on the left said: "I watched him dying, so it was a suspended animation."

"It seems that he has two tricks. He resisted fiercely yesterday."

The scarred man's eyes widened sharply, and there was a fierce light inside: "I haven't run away from the person I have my eyes on."

"Why don't we still be like yesterday?" A follower came up to the scarred man's ear to make an idea.

"No, it's always in one place, and rabbits aren't that stupid." The scarred man smiled wickedly.

"That……"

The three of them got together to discuss what to do next, and they didn't know that somewhere, someone stared at them for a long time.

It was a man wearing a gray prison uniform just like them. He had a handsome face and a perfect figure comparable to a male model on a magazine cover. He had wheat-colored skin, a shaved head, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, handsome browbones, and sharp-edged facial features. , with a straight nose, and a pair of shallow lips, revealing a sense of heartlessness and indifference.

His eyes were not pure black, but slightly gray. There were not many human emotions in them, but there was endless coldness and bloodlust.

The man has long arms and long legs, even if he is wearing a starched white prison uniform, his inherent powerful aura cannot be ignored.The three of them were too focused on the discussion, and they didn't know that they had become the target of a man. The people next to them wanted to remind them, but they knew that no one should provoke a man who might go berserk at any time. With one punch, he smashed the eyeball of someone who tried to challenge his authority.

Since then, whenever people see him, they can run away as far as they can. The new prisoner who arrived two days ago was an unbelievers, thinking that everyone exaggerated the degree of violence of the man, so he leaned over to ridicule him, and the result was natural. It was a man who broke the bones of his hand in public. If it were someone else, a week of confinement would be unavoidable. The man came out after three days of confinement. As soon as everyone relaxed a little, they immediately raised their throats.

"Brother Shang, do you want me to go..." A person next to the man asked in a low voice when he saw him staring at the three people with his pupils shrinking.

The man shook his head slightly and said, "No, he shouldn't die so easily."