The prison captain accidentally became the prison boss

"Dangdang!"

A series of hurried knocks startled Silas, the distracted little prison guard in the cafeteria.

Looking at the time, it was indeed time for dinner.

He glanced at Xu Fan, who was still busy in the back kitchen, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

He was just a little prison guard and didn't want to get involved in any prison fights.

But he knew about Xu Fan's situation, and he was completely improvised by Martin.

It's also pathetic.

I have to find a way to save Xu Fan.

Silas walked to the back kitchen.

The probe looked inside.

He was taken aback by what he saw.

The 50 vats in the back kitchen are filled with a kind of white porridge-like food.

He'd never seen it before.

It looks very average.

It's hard to fool this thing around.

Xu Fan heard the movement at the door and saw the little prison guard at a glance.

He lifted the chef's hat from his head and said to Silas,

"Come and help lift it."

Silas nodded, "I'll take you away first when you get out, or those murderers won't be able to spare you."

Xu Fan had a good impression of the little prison guard in his heart.

The two carried buckets of pimple soup to the dining window.

Each barrel was heavy, and Silas' arm was sore.

At this time, the shouting outside the restaurant door had already sounded.

The iron gate also rattled with a bang.

They were already waiting impatiently.

These felons are all heinous crimes, killing people outside without blinking, and they don't know how to restrain when they come here.

What they believe in is whoever has the big fist has the final say.

I heard more intense movement outside.

I've already started to force my way through the door.

Xu Fan and Silas's movements also sped up a lot.

Fifty large barrels were full.

Being carried out by the two of them one by one is very physically demanding.

In the past, the prisoners were left to carry them themselves, and the prison bully Peter arranged for his younger brother to cook for others.

But there was a bloody incident this morning, and the chef and the prisoner had to be avoided.

Get everything right.

Silas locked the kitchen door, then took another passage and took Xu Fan to cell 99 first.

Then open the door to the restaurant.

Peter wore a leather jacket and a bloody scab in his mouth.

Walk in slowly.

The younger brothers followed respectfully behind him.

Peter looked at the window.

Frowning and asking, "Silas, where is the new chef?"

Silas said without humility or arrogance: "No comment."

Peter snorted coldly and beckoned his little brother Skinny Monkey to bring someone to cook for everyone.

But as soon as the thin monkey passed, the whole person was sluggish.

After a moment, he exclaimed, "FUCK! Is this food for pigs? The

thin monkey hurriedly shouted at Peter, "Boss, they are preparing pig food for us, this is humiliating us!"

Peter's face turned cold, gave him a vicious look at Silas, and walked quickly to the window.

When he saw the buckets of white paste neatly placed in the window, he was not good.

"Made! It seems that the events of the morning failed to teach Herman a lesson!

"That old boy doesn't take our Zone A seriously anymore!"

Peter looked at Silas with a grim gaze, and there was already murderous intent in his eyes.

He even gave them pig food.

If he accepts this humiliation, then how will he Peter be the boss of Area A in the future.

Silas noticed Peter's murderous gaze and subconsciously took a step back.

The hands holding the electric baton were sweating.

He had no doubt that Peter's madness would have killed him.

"Peter, don't be impulsive, this is a specially invited mysterious Oriental special chef to cook the dishes, this chef in charge once swept the dark cuisine world of the East alone, very capable."

Silas didn't care so much about it, and immediately made it up.

When he said this, Peter was stunned for a moment.

There were some words he didn't know very well.

For example, "Oriental Grand Chef", "Dark Cuisine World", etc., I don't understand what it means.

But it sounds like a great thing.

At this moment, he had a trace of curiosity in his heart.

Could it be that the buckets of white sticky stuff in front of you are really delicious?

Thinking of this, Peter asked,

"What is the name of this dish in the mysterious ancient country of the East?"

Silas had already asked Xu Fan, and said in a broken pronunciation:

"Pimple soup!"

With that, he was about to turn and leave.

But he was dragged by Peter.

"Dude, you have to stay here."

After Peter finished speaking, he picked up the spoon next to him and scooped a bowl.

I just wanted to taste it, but was interrupted by the sound of a thin monkey.

"Boss, what if they make it up? I can't believe all of his words!

Peter thought about it, if it was unpalatable pig food, he would have to be laughed at for half a year by the deflated calves in Area B and Area C.

It's a risk.

Peter looked at Silas and said, "Listen, if I let me know you're fooling me with nonsense, I'll be able to find you even if you leave prison."

"No one who plays with me Peter will survive more than a week."

"You know, I have the ability!"

Silas looked a little unnatural, but things had come to this.

If he confessed to the deception now, he would have been immediately pushed into a pig bucket and drowned.

I had to show an embarrassed smile that was worse than crying.

The heart also mentions the throat and the eyes.

Constantly praying, Xu Fan must make something delicious.

Otherwise, he's in big trouble today.

Peter pushed the bowl full of pimple soup in front of his younger brother, the skinny monkey.

"Thin monkey, you've been following me for two years, and this bowl of soup will reward you."

The thin monkey twitched, his eyes full of reluctance.

He didn't believe Silas's from the start.

But the boss can't help but listen.

He picked up the bowl and took a sip from his lips.

The whole person was like being struck by lightning, and he was frozen in place.

A feeling of warmth and happiness spreads along the tip of the tongue throughout the body.

Warm and moist as jade, the fragrance is delicious, giving people the feeling of being in the mother's womb.

A sense of well-being and security envelop the whole body.

At this moment, the thin monkey saw his childhood self, as if lying in his mother's arms.

This is the taste of mom!

With the deliciousness spread all over the body.

He even saw God smiling at him.

The skinny monkey felt like he was going to die.

Happy death.

And.

Die without regrets!

When Peter saw the thin monkey's expression, a deep doubt rose in his heart.

asked the people around him, "Did the thin monkey lick his noodles today?"

The muscular man Bronn whispered slightly, "No, he is with me all day."

Peter wondered even more, could it be that something like a bucket of pig food was really so delicious?

He scooped a bowl straight to himself.

Then put a spoon into your mouth.