Finding things for prisoners to do can not only generate income, but also allow them to show their own value and experience the happiness of working people. Moreover, if their time is consumed by work, they will have no time to find trouble and cause trouble.

At this moment, Yan Yu felt someone poked him in the back, and then Kara's hoarse voice came: "When are you going to kill him?"

"Give me a few days."

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows and went to the window to get some food. Two spoons of rice, one spoon of ribs, one chicken drumstick, one egg, and a small bowl of salad. The prison food was really good.

He didn't want to go out at all.

There is a financial crisis outside now. How many people have lost their fortunes. Ordinary people have trouble even eating. How good is it to be in prison, where you don’t have to work and you have food to eat. How can you take care of yourself?

Dang rang~

Carat came to sit opposite him with a plate: "You don't want to regret it, do you? If you want to learn fighting, my brother also left a notebook. As long as you kill Jon, I can give it to you.

.”

As he spoke, strong resentment appeared on his pale and haggard face.

"Is there another one?"

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. This was not mentioned in the post, but it was an unexpected gain.

After thinking for a while, he said in a deep voice: "You don't have to worry about this. I killed Chopper. Jon is his brother. He will not let me go no matter what, so it's just in these few days."

"I hope you will hurry up." Kara moved her body, a look of pain flashed across her face.

Yan Yu squinted at the door of the restaurant, glanced at the man who was escorted in by the prison guards, then ate the eggs in one bite and said vaguely: "How about a week?"

"One week, so long?"

Kara was stunned, and his face changed slightly. He was not sure whether he could survive another week. Jon had become more and more violent recently, even if he hid in the infirmary...

Yan Yu made a helpless expression and sighed: "Your brother's book inspired me a lot, but my means are too few. They are outnumbered, so I need to make more preparations."

Thinking of the relationship between Jon and Chopper, Kara bit the egg and asked hesitantly: "Yan, if, if I give you that book in advance, will it help?"

"Maybe, at least it can shorten the time." Yan Yu thought for a while and replied calmly.

Thinking about his battered butt and mouth, he gritted his teeth and said solemnly: "I will contact Aunt Kelly tomorrow."

"Thank you."

"Do you know him?" Clara noticed his gaze and glanced at the criminal twice: "He is the president of Oro Company, his name seems to be Dave, and he is from upper class society."

"He is a celebrity." Yan Yu smiled slightly, picked up the plate and started serving rice. His penis is getting bigger and bigger now, and he usually has to eat four or five times that of an ordinary person.

Dang rang~

At this moment, Dave had a conflict with other prisoners.

This is a normal thing in prison, just like when you join the army, there are always veterans bullying new recruits.

The bald man deliberately bumped Dave, knocked the plate in his hand to the ground, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, you are a gentleman, you will definitely forgive me, right?"

Dave squinted his eyes and picked up the plate calmly.

The bald man still wanted to do something, but the prison guards had already paid attention to this, so he had no choice but to give up, whistled, and laughed loudly: "Hey, you're a weakling."

Looking at all this, Clark couldn't help but think of the scene when he was first imprisoned. It was exactly the same as now. He sighed: "His reaction seems to be unlucky."

"maybe."

Yan Yu couldn't deny it: "What I'm curious about is that even if such a big shot goes to jail, he will probably stay in a wealthy area, right? How could he be thrown here?"

Clark thought: "Maybe he offended someone?"

"If you don't want to suffer anymore, I have a solution."

Yan Yu ate the ribs and changed the subject calmly: "While the current limelight is gone, you can submit an application order and be moved to my cell. At least you can have a peaceful sleep these few days."

"Hey, that's a good idea." Kara's eyes lit up and she nodded hastily.

Just when they were eating and talking.

Not far away, a group of people from the Black Horse Gang cast malicious glances at Yan Yu from time to time: "Jon, look..."

"carat……"

Jon's face was gloomy, and he was secretly thinking about how to torture this guy at night.

As for Yan Yu~

He remembered what Warden Bohl said to him a few minutes ago, and he sneered in his heart.

Do you really think it will be safer if you change cells?

You didn’t expect that Bol also planned to let you die, right?

——

After eating, return to your new cell.

Emmm, dormitory 425 is no longer the unlucky place 404 is.

Pa da ~

Yan Yu looked at the empty beds around him. Am I the only one in this dormitory?

Well, he was overthinking it.

Before long, Dave hugged the quilt and entered the dormitory with Clara, along with a black boy.

However, compared to the two Daves who reacted normally, the black guy showed obvious panic when he saw Yan Yu. He subconsciously averted his gaze and scurried to the bed inside like a mouse.

This pervert just killed three people in his dormitory two days ago. Now he has thoughts of committing suicide. He didn't expect that he would be assigned to this dormitory.

Kara put the things on the bed and said excitedly: "Yan, you are right. My application was approved just after I submitted it. The warden is also afraid that something will happen again."

The black guy glanced at him. He didn't know why he was so happy. He said in a dull voice: "It would hurt your butt at Jon's place, but here you will get killed."

Clara ignored him, but Dave became interested, put down the quilt and asked: "Oh? Why?"

The black boy was surprised that he had so little information, and said quickly: "You didn't pay attention to the news in the past few days... Oh, you should be in the court."

After saying half a sentence, he suddenly understood, glanced at Yan Yu subconsciously, tilted his head and fell on the bed and stopped talking.

"All right."

Dave shrugged to relieve his embarrassment, looked at the cell environment curiously, and talked to Yan Yu in a familiar manner: "Friend, where did you get your cigarettes? Can you give me one?"

Looking at the face of a mature man in his thirties with some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, Yan Yu suddenly smiled and gave him a cigarette: "Remember to throw it in the toilet after smoking."

"Thank you."

Dave lit the cigarette and blew out a smoke ring happily. When his eyes moved to the yellowed roof and the smelly toilet, he didn't know what he thought of, and his face turned slightly gloomy.

"call……"

Yan Yu spit out the cigarette butt, flushed it down the toilet, and under Dave's astonished gaze, he walked to the middle of the cell, slowly assumed a stance, and continued to practice jabs.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Is this a fight?"

"..."
Chapter completed!