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"Slot!" Su Wu cursed helplessly with his eyes closed.

The low-quality horns in the prison were blaring, and the prison guards stood at the door with batons and kept knocking on the railing. The iron door clanged and clanged, and then opened amidst a lot of curses.

"Get out!" the warden stood on the ground floor with a cigarette in his mouth and began to shout, "A bunch of scum! They only know how to eat, drink, and sleep all day long!"

As soon as this was said, the entire prison began to swear, especially loud under the background of the loudspeaker, but it didn't take long for the wailing to start.

"Let me see those scumbags who are dissatisfied!" The bearded warden patrolled each floor with a baton, and saw a row of prisoners pulling on the railing. The crackling sound accompanied by screams resounded throughout the prison.

Su Wu closed his eyes and rubbed his tightly frowning brows for two days.

Every day before five o'clock, the loudspeaker began to sound the voice of the head of the prison on time, yelling and cursing while patrolling the floors, and speaking with batons when he saw any dissatisfaction.

Su Wu didn't know what this dungeon meant. Ever since he saw the name of the seventh prison, he began to guess that he had made a big mistake and was sent to this ghost place.

If this is the punishment of the system, he doesn't even want to say anything.

The prison guard pushed him, and Su Wu stood up from the bed, went to the door skillfully and raised his hands, and then a pair of handcuffs were placed on his wrists.

He also had shackles on his feet.

This kind of treatment really makes people feel that they are already a death row prisoner.

Here is the prison.

Although he clearly heard the punishment the system said when the last dungeon collapsed, what he didn't expect was that the system's punishment was actually going to jail.

Go to jail!This is really something that I have never dreamed of in my life.In all fairness, Su Wu has always felt that he is a good and law-abiding young man, whether in or out of the game.

Suddenly let him squat in prison, besides wanting to laugh, he also has some inexplicable freshness?

God damn freshness.

After tidying up a group of disobedient prisoners, the head of the prison led the prisoners in the entire building to the playground. At five o'clock in the morning, they started a new day of work - building roads.

That's right!build roads.Renovating the entire concrete playground in the prison, do you feel that this punishment is really uninspiring?

The entire scope of the prison is not large. There is a dormitory building for prisoners, an activity building that doubles as a restaurant, a bathhouse, and an infirmary, and a rest building for prison guards.

The whole venue was surrounded by a wall that was invisible even when looking up. Su Wu felt that even a fly could not fly in such a high wall.

"What are you looking at!" The prison guard standing next to him slammed his stick on Su Wu's shoulder, "Look! What did you see? Are you still thinking about flying out of here? Ah!"

Su Wu withdrew his gaze, raised the shovel without saying a word and began to dig the soil on the ground, looking like a death row prisoner whose edges and corners were erased.

The handcuffs on his hands were removed during work, Su Wu squeezed his wrists, and withdrew the idea of ​​hitting the prison guard with a shovel on the head, after all, he was not a real murderer.

On the playground, it is rare to say that there are NO.40 people digging the soil on the ground. These people are of different shapes, heights, and ages, but all of them are wary and vigilant.

This prison is not as simple as imagined.

Su Wu thought, although there are people who are dissatisfied and cursed every morning, there are very few people who actually make trouble.Everyone here is extremely vigilant, their defenses are undisguised, but they are all cautious without exception.

Two hours later, Su Wu and the others were brought to the dining room, where a group of people dressed in prisoner's clothes lined up and waited for the meal.

"Damn shit! Don't do any work all day and still want to fucking eat! Eat shit!"

A bowl of liquid that could not be distinguished whether it was soup or porridge was spilled on Suwu, he turned sideways and looked towards where the sound came from.A prison guard was standing in front of a prisoner, and the baton in his hand relentlessly smashed on the prisoner.

"Look! Look again! What the hell do you want to see from me?" The prison guard glared fiercely at the prisoner in front of him.

"What are you looking at?" Unexpectedly, the prisoner asked the prison guard back.

It was obvious that the prison guards would not allow anyone to challenge his authority, and the swing stick in his hand danced airtightly like a moneyless one.

Su Wuzai looked through the crowd and landed on the beaten prisoner.This prisoner is really -- too thin.He should be about 1.8 meters tall, with his arms around his shoulders and his head protected by his broad palms.

Under such crazy kicks by the prison guards, the man didn't make a sound, but just protected his head. Su Wu's eyes suddenly met the eyes of the prisoner, and somehow he felt that the eyes of this man wanted to see through him. Same.

Su Wu is not a kind-hearted person, even though he saw this man's eyes, it could not be said that he was asking for help or something else, he just stood still.

This is a prison, no matter it is true or not, but everyone cannot protect himself, and so is he.

It stands to reason that there should be many people around to watch such a farce, but everyone, whether prisoners or prison guards, watched coldly, maybe because they watched too much, or maybe it was the so-called prudence to protect themselves.

Probably out of breath, the prison guard who finished the beating straightened his clothes and walked away, and the other prisoners also finished their meals and found their seats to sit down.

Su Wu held the dinner plate and hesitated for a while, went to sit down opposite the turned over who had just been beaten, he didn't want to find another place, but just looked around, there was only one empty table.

Su Wu sat down and didn't speak, didn't even look at the person opposite him, and silently ate the boiled rice grains that were neither soup nor porridge.

The restaurant was very quiet, and everyone quietly ate the unremarkable food in front of them with relish.

"What are you looking at?" The person on the opposite side suddenly asked.

Su Wu raised his head and stared at the person in front of him. This person's eyes were fixed on him, neither friendly nor malicious.

"What are you looking at?" Su Wu asked back.

This is the first person in the entire prison to talk to him except the prison guards. In fact, talking to this person will cause unnecessary trouble, but Su Wu doesn't know why he always feels that this person seems different.

Not because he was beaten, but because he was the first to not hide what was in his eyes.

What is this kind of thing?look at?suspicion?or something else?

The meal time was very short, and he didn't even have time to think about what the man's question meant before he was taken to another place by the prison guards, the activity room on the third floor.

It is said to be an activity room, but it is actually a small workshop, which produces many things, such as cartons, footballs, and some moldy cotton pillows.

And what he has to do is to stuff these moldy cotton into colorful pillows. All the prisoners here are assigned to work, cheering up football, printing words on cartons and so on.

Prison guards acted as supervisors at the same time, patrolling the small workshop, and when they saw something amiss, they just swung sticks, or gathered in small groups against the doorframe to smoke.

First spread out the cotton that has not been made, then weigh it, and finally stuff it into the pillow and hand it over to the next person to sew.Several prisoners were arranged on the entire assembly line. They were like workers who repeated monotonous work, with their heads down, stuffing cotton, weighing, stuffing cotton, weighing...

"16653." The prisoner who weighed with him on the opposite side whispered a series of numbers, but Su Wu didn't understand and continued to stuff cotton.

"16653!" The other party shouted again under his throat.

Hearing the sound, Su Wu raised his head and looked at him, only then did he realize that the other party was calling him.When entering the prison, the prison guards call the prisoners according to the numbers on their chests.

16653 is the number on Suwu's chest.

"Stay away from 12771, that person is out of his mind!" the person opposite said, and Su Wu noticed that the number on his chest was 26798.

"What?" Su Wu didn't stop his hands, glanced at the door, and continued to stuff the cotton.

"12771 instigated people to escape all day long. Just the day before yesterday, 56984 was instigated by him to run out of the bathroom, but he was caught and has not seen the body until now." 26798 said.

"How do you know he's dead?" Su Wu asked, frowning.

"Everyone is gone, do you think he can come back alive?" 26798 said cautiously, always looking in the direction of the prison guard.

"You don't want to run?" Su Wu stared at him and said.

"Shh!" The other party suddenly hissed excitedly, "Don't talk nonsense, someone is watching!"

someone?Su Wu looked in the direction of the prison guards. A total of four prison guards were gathering together and didn't know what to say, but their voices, like telegrams, could still be heard from such a distance?

As if to prove what 26798 said, someone among the prison guards who were smoking suddenly turned around and met Su Wu's scrutinizing eyes. At that moment, Su Wu suddenly wanted to say to this prison guard: What are you looking at?

The prison guard stepped forward and slapped Su Wu on the shoulder again!

"Look at what!"

Look again!Su Wu frowned and didn't care about the stinging pain on his shoulder, but he always felt that what he heard the most when he entered this prison was: What are you looking at?What are you looking at?

What are you looking at?

Why watch?

After stuffing cotton all morning, by noon, everything Su Wu saw looked like balls of moldy cotton. Even the steamed buns at noon felt moldy to him.

Take a closer look, I'll go, it's a fucking moldy steamed bun!

The shredded potatoes seemed to be fried out of soil. He ate two mouthfuls of the canned food that he missed the last dungeon. He didn't know if Huo Xi was okay?Will he go to prison like him, which prison?

Su Wu wondered if there would be countless prisons in the system, similar to the seventh prison, and there would be No.14 prison, No.20 prison and so on.

It's full of people like him who don't obey the rules, gather experience to gain experience, destroy dungeon props, blow up dungeons...

In the afternoon, there was some road repair work, and under the scorching sun, my hand holding the shovel started to smoke. At night, his body was full of dust and the smell of sweat. When he was eating, he could feel that his body was about to rot.

"At seven o'clock in the evening, the prisoners with the odd number gather to take a shower in the bathroom on the first floor." The warden yelled.

Su Wu's not-so-good mood instantly improved a lot when he heard the word "bath", "Good bath, good bath."

The bathroom in the prison stinks of water, the pipes on the wall are rusty, and the water pipes that have been in disrepair can be heard bursting and popping when they are opened casually.

Fortunately, the water is still quite large, and it feels refreshing when it hits the muscles.

"Fuck it, clean it up! It smells like human scum." The prison guard sat on the chair by the bathroom door, playing with the baton in his hand and cursing.

Su Wu closed his eyes under the water. It is quite humane, the prison gave each prisoner a piece of soap and a towel, and Su Wu rubbed the soap, and the soap broke into slag within two strokes.

Me? !What the fuck is this counterfeit and shoddy product?

Su Wu was still in surprise, and he didn't slow down. The faucet above his head sprayed a gust of cold water, which made him jump.

"It's time, get the fuck out!" The prison guard knocked on the door with a baton, and the prisoners rushed out hastily.

Su Wu stood under the faucet without moving, and the person standing opposite did not move. If I remember correctly, this person's number is 12771.

12771 stretched out his index finger and silenced Su Wu in front of him, and then the prison guard walked in carelessly, shouting at the top of his voice, "What do you miss him/mother? Get out yet!"

12771 turned off the water and walked out. Before Su Wu understood what he meant, he saw 12771 flopping into the prison guard's arms.

"F*ck mother! Where the hell are you going?" The prison guard was slapped in the face, and slapped 12771's face angrily, followed by a violent beating, 12771 still covered his head and remained silent.

On the way back, Su Wu was bumped by someone, 12771 stared at him blankly, Su Wu squinted his eyes, and the man stuffed a metal object into his hand.

Soon they returned to their respective cells. As soon as the iron door was locked, Su Wu turned his back and opened his palm.

Inside is a key.