The Reckless Man Started by Breaking Through Shawshank

Going up the stairs, I stopped in front of the fourth-to-last room on the second floor on the right.

"Take you to recognize the door, this is where you will stay in the future."

At this time, the door of the cell was locked, and there was only a thin bed, a toilet in the corner, and nothing else.

"It's much better than the confinement room." Wu Xingzhi nodded with satisfaction.

The sneer of the prison guard came from behind: "That's not necessarily true."

Wu Xingzhi turned around, and the other party had a typical white face, similar height to himself, a hooked nose, and a thin face.

"I've heard of you, Asian."

"I sent Hadley to the hospital on the first day I came in, and I haven't been discharged from the hospital until now. I heard that Hadley has put down his words. You will not have a better life in prison in the future."

Although there was no kindness on the other's face, it was not as contemptuous or even arrogant as a general prison guard. Wu Xingzhi couldn't help but be a little curious: "It seems that you don't intend to embarrass me?"

"I don't have any interest in this kind of thing." It seems that because there are no other prisoners around, Hook Nose doesn't mind saying a few more words: "Anyway, according to Hadley's temper, you will not live long, wait. He's vented enough—"

He sneered: "Maybe you won't last the day when he can vent enough."

Wu Xingzhi noticed that when the other party mentioned Hadley's name, there was not much respect in his tone.

Yes, where there are people, there are groups. Although Hadley is the captain, it will not make every prison guard feel frightened.

"So, what do you think Hadley will do to me?" Wu Xingzhi asked with interest.

"You have a big heart." Seeing that Wu Xingzhi didn't seem to panic, Hook-nosed was a little surprised, "He will be discharged from the hospital in two days, but it is said that appetizers have already been prepared for you."

His gaze moved down, stopped at Wu Xingzhi, and said vaguely, "You know, the energy of the prisoners is very strong."

The word energy, the other party seems to have said something different.

Wu Xingzhi couldn't help feeling a little tight.

hard.

Fist hardened.

"In short, it's the prisoners' working hours. Your work has not yet been arranged. After lunch, go to the relevant personnel to report and they will arrange work for you."

"In Shawshank, work is very important, don't think that you can eat and drink here for free, all your daily expenses, you need to pay money, of course, as long as you work hard, we will not be stingy on wages - although not much, But enough."

"Come with me, I'll take you to the cafeteria first, it's almost time for lunch."

Hook-nosed has no desire to continue talking with Wu Xingzhi.

Sure enough, they just recognized the door and didn't even enter the cell. Wu Xingzhi followed them out of the confinement building and exited through another exit. At this time, prisoners in twos and threes could already be seen coming out of the factory and walking towards the cafeteria.

Seeing Wu Xingzhi being held by prison guards with guns, they all looked sideways.

"Is that the Asian guy?"

"The one who blew the Hadley guy? He's still alive?"

"Hey, it's really heartwarming, I've wanted to do this for a long time!"

"Be quiet, just think about this kind of thing, I don't want to be targeted by Hadley."

"Looking at his physical fitness, how many days do you think he can last?"

"Three days?"

"I bet for five days, not because I have confidence in this Asian boy, mainly because I heard that Hadley is going to slowly torture him, it should not kill him so quickly."

"Old rules? A pack of cigarettes?"

"Forget it, I'm in a hurry recently, five."

"..."

The conversation of the prisoners did not mean to avoid Wu Xingzhi at all. Most of their eyes were full of schadenfreude, and they seemed to regard Wu Xingzhi as a long-lost show.

Wu Xingzhi didn't care either, and walked into the cafeteria calmly. Suddenly, several figures caught his attention.

The uniforms of Shawshank Prison are all uniform gray jackets with white undershirts inside. Several people sit in the center of the canteen, putting their jackets on the stools beside them, wearing only undershirts, revealing their strong arms.

Different from gloating in the eyes of other people, there seems to be something else in the eyes of these people.

Wu Xingzhi saw one of them smiling evilly at him, and reached under the table to dig out—

Hey!

Wu Xingzhi turned his head quickly, feeling a chill in his heart.

It seems this is the so-called appetizer?

The prison guard led Wu Xingzhi to the counter where he received the food, then turned around and left. There was an old man in the counter, also wearing a prison uniform. He glanced at Wu Xingzhi, didn't say much, and mechanically picked up a plate, a wowotou, a A serving of rice cereal, a bowl of soup, and a spoonful of vegetables.

Wu Xingzhi picked up the plate and leaned in to smell it.

Well, no smell, much better than the food in the confinement room.

He happily found a place to sit nearby and ate his mouthfuls. Although the food in the cafeteria was still not delicious, at least it didn't have a strange smell. After eating food that looked like feces for half a month, it felt like eating normal food alone. Eat the delicious food.

"Huh? What is this?"

Wu Xingzhi's fast eating stopped abruptly, and the tiger's body shook——

He carefully picked the dishes in front of him with a spoon.

"Is this-"

"meat!"

Although it is only a piece of minced meat the size of a little finger, this is real meat!

It's not the maggots mixed in the rice paste, nor the mouse tail, but the best friend of human beings, pork!

Wu Xingzhi couldn't help trembling all over, took a deep breath, and slowly scooped it up with the most solemn attitude in his life.

What a goddamn happiness!

At this moment, the table top shook violently, and several figures surrounded him. Wu Xingzhi watched helplessly as the meat in the spoon was shaken and flew out lightly, landing on the undershirt of the person in front of him.

The man squeezed the meat with both hands, stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, and then sat down.

"Asian, I'm—"

"I'm meat!!!!!!"

Wu Xingzhi stood up fiercely, and his whole body ignited like a real anger.

"I do not care who you are."

"You are gone!"

Chapter 6 Good luck with your work

The moment Wu Xingzhi stood up, the eyes of the entire cafeteria had already gathered.

Including the prison guards in charge of managing the order in the cafeteria, judging from their expressions, they didn't seem to want to come forward to stop the farce.

"Hohoho, Asian boy, don't get excited." The man who ate the meat was still sitting firmly on the seat, spreading his hands to show that he was not malicious, with an eager expression on his face - the kind of eagerness that was vaguely mixed with Wu Xingzhi could not wait to smash his face directly.

Wu Xingzhi did exactly that. He didn't want to give the other party a chance to continue talking at all, and the iron fist smashed it without hesitation.

The other party was a little caught off guard, so he only had time to raise his arms. Although he saved his face, he was still thrown two meters away by a punch.

The strength attribute of seven points corresponds to the strength of professional athletes. Although it is not enough to crush them in front of these strong prisoners, it is enough to make them eat a pot.

Then Wu Xingzhi felt that someone was holding him from behind. At the same time, there was a whistling wind on both sides. His keen perception made him shrink, dodging the fists on both sides, and at the same time, his elbows gathered force and slammed into the man behind him. abdomen.

The man behind him let out a groan, but still hugged Wu Xingzhi's neck tightly.

The opponent's strong black arms were covered with sweat, sticking to it greasy and greasy, making Wu Xingzhi extremely disgusting.

This time, the other party finally couldn't bear the force, and the arm unwittingly loosened, and the strong impact of the abdomen made the other party vomit involuntarily.

What the hell!

Wu Xingzhi couldn't help being horrified, and he jumped onto the dining table in a conditioned reflex. Between the electric light and flint, the mosaic flew out of the opponent's mouth like an arrow with a peculiar smell.

Although Wu Xingzhi's reaction was very fast, there was still a little bit of it splashed on his pants. The strong man wiped his mouth, without any scruples about the vomit on his body, he opened his arms and tried to hug him.

"Let me die away!"

Wu Xingzhi picked up the dinner plate on the table and smashed it hard on the face. In slow motion, a complete and bloodshot tooth flew out and landed on the dinner plate of a person next to him.

call--

The black man fell in response, Wu Xingzhi stood on the table, panting with lingering fear, the scene froze for a moment, and then the prisoners roared wantonly, and they were extremely satisfied with the impromptu show in front of them.

The prison guard's whistle then sounded, and the prison guards wearing black leather and holding batons swarmed over, but they ignored the few people who attacked Wu Xingzhi, but jumped directly at Wu Xingzhi over them.

Wu Xingzhi suffered a few blows, which also made the faces of the two prison guards bloom.

"Call someone! Quickly call someone!"

Some prison guards roared, needless to say, two prison guards with guns had already rushed in from the entrance of the cafeteria, the long guns in their hands pointed directly at Wu Xingzhi.

Wu Xingzhi naturally saw the two prison guards, but he kept moving. He grabbed a baton and punched the long dragon with his fist.

Bang!

The sound of gunfire resounded throughout the cafeteria, causing the atmosphere to stagnate for a while.

Wu Xingzhi could only stop when he saw this. He had no choice. Now, he has no ability to confront hot weapons head-on. Although the opponent may not take his own life, it is not good to shoot at his limbs.

The prison guards wouldn't stop, Wu Xingzhi had to take a few more batons, and they stopped when they saw that Wu Xingzhi no longer resisted.

The top of his head was burning with pain, and Wu Xingzhi felt liquid dripping down his cheeks.

"Lunch time is over! Brats!" the gun-toting prison guard roared, and drove the prisoners with excited expressions out of the cafeteria, then kicked the black strong man lying on the ground, after confirming that the other party was not dead, He gestured to his companion: "Take him to the infirmary."

The canteen was quickly emptied, leaving only Wu Xingzhi and the prison guards.

"How does he deal with it? Is he in a solitary cell?"

"That's not cheap." A prison guard covered his nose and said fiercely, "Ask the warden first to see how to deal with it."

"The warden isn't here today."

"Is that so?"