At five o'clock in the morning the next day, Shen Feng got up and started doing push-ups wearing only his big pants. He did 2,000 push-ups every day. Scar also woke up and looked at Shen Feng, who couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Go to the cafeteria for breakfast at six o'clock. Today is Wednesday, a day to improve the food every week. Each prisoner will add an extra egg. Shen Feng made breakfast and sat next to an old prisoner in the same cell number.
This old prisoner was in his fifties. He wore thick glasses, had a sallow complexion, and a thin figure that showed signs of malnutrition. He carefully picked up the hot eggs and was about to crack them when he suddenly reached out from behind. He stretched out a big hand, grabbed the egg and turned away, muttering, "This egg is honoring me."
Shen Feng looked back and saw a tall man, about two meters tall, with muscles bulging out of his clothes. He walked to another dining table and sat down leisurely, very leisurely.
The prisoners around were talking quietly.
"Old wilt's eggs were snatched away by a tiger again."
"Not only are the eggs gone, but his steamed buns have also been snatched away by others."
"These days, honest people are the most bullied. There's nothing we can do about it, hey."
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Zhou Haifeng, who was watching nearby, also noticed something unusual and asked loudly: "Wang Shukun, what happened just now? Is someone bullying you?"
"Report to the government, no one bullied me. I don't like eating eggs, so I gave them to others." When the old man heard his name being called, he stood up immediately like a reflex and replied loudly.
"Sit down. If someone bullies you, you can tell me, don't worry about anything." Zhou Haifeng said in a gentle manner, while shaking his head helplessly. If the person involved does not come forward to identify him, there is nothing he can do to help him.
Because Shen Feng's parents died when he was young, and he was often bullied by others, he couldn't stand the strong bullying of the weak and honest people. He looked up at the expression of the old wilted man with his head hanging down and a helpless smile. He couldn't help but clenched his fists and said black Face, stood up and walked quickly towards the big man.
Li Hu sat at the dining table and didn't even notice Shen Feng coming over. He picked up the eggs with a smile and was about to crack the shell.
Shen Feng walked up behind him and grabbed the egg with his right hand. At the same time, he stretched out a thick finger of his left hand and stabbed it hard at his weak spot.
"Ah!" Li Hu felt the pain in his right ribs as if being pierced by a javelin, and couldn't help but screamed.
At this time, Shen Feng picked up the egg with his right hand and stuffed it into his open mouth without hesitation. At the same time, he raised his chin. With a "click", he bit the egg and the shell to pieces, blocking his mouth. Full.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Li Hu covered his throat with both hands. He was obviously choking, and his face turned red from holding back.
Without even looking at him, Shen Feng picked up the remaining eggs on his plate, walked slowly back to his seat, and placed the eggs on Lao Weitou's plate.
The prison guard standing not far from Li Hu immediately walked over and wanted to take out the broken eggs from Li Hu's mouth, but Li Hu was really reluctant to spit it out, so he chewed the eggs and swallowed the shells one by one.
"What happened just now?" Seeing that Li Hu was fine, the prison guard breathed a sigh of relief and asked with concern.
"Report to the government, I'm fine. I'm just a little anxious when eating eggs and I choked." Li Hu stood up, looked at Shen Feng, gritted his molars and said, thinking: When has he ever suffered such a loss, no matter who this person is. Whoever dares to touch me, I'm not done with him, I have to destroy him, we'll see.
The old man was holding eggs in his hand, with tears in his eyes. He was sentenced to ten years for fraud and has now served five years. In the past five years, he has not eaten eggs once. Others have snatched them away. He turned his head. Looking at Shen Feng, he whispered gratefully: "Thank you!"
Shen Feng didn't care, smiled at the old wilted man and waved his hand.
"Brother, although there is some unpleasantness between us, I respect you as a man. But you just offended Tiger, so you should be more careful in the future. He was sentenced to twenty years for intentional injury and is already in prison. It's been seven or eight years since he became very powerful here, and we don't even bother to provoke him." The big smoker sitting opposite Shen Feng reminded him kindly in a low voice.
Shen Feng looked up at the smoker and thought: This smoker has a clear distinction between love and hate, but he is quite cute. He smiled and said, "Thank you for reminding me."
Scar, who was next to the big smoker, squinted his eyes at Shen Feng and looked at Shen Feng again. What he did successfully aroused Scar's strong interest.
There are now a total of twelve cells in the prison area for serious criminals, divided into two large areas. Each cell has a boss, and the most powerful one is the blind man, followed by the tiger.
At seven o'clock, the prisoners were taken to the open quarry to work.
The Yunfeng Mountains are about an hour's drive from the prison. There is Dawu Mountain in it. At the foot of the mountain is an open-air quarry. The area is about the size of two football fields and as high as ten stories. There are cliffs on the sides. The entire mountain They are all made of natural granite, and the top of the mountain is lush green and lush with trees.
The prisoners were divided into groups of three, and each group had a certain workload. If they could not finish the work, they would not have food at night.
Shen Feng is in a group with Scar and Big Smoker.
Scar is responsible for holding the iron drill, Big Smoker is responsible for smashing it with a big hammer, and Shen Feng is responsible for carrying it with a wheelbarrow.
The job of holding an iron drill looks easy, but in fact it is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be injured by a sledgehammer, ranging from skin trauma to broken bones and tendons.
Scar squatted down, holding the iron drill with both hands with a calm expression, while Smokey held up the hammer and smashed it carefully, but not many stones were smashed for a long time.
Shen Feng couldn't wait any longer. He stepped forward, grabbed the hammer, pushed the smoker away, and said, "Let me smash it. Let's switch."
The Smoker was startled and immediately wanted to snatch the hammer back, but Scar said calmly: "You two change, I'll be fine."
Shen Feng raised the hammer high and said to Scar, "As long as your hands don't shake, you'll be fine." After saying that, he used all his strength to round the hammer with a "whoosh" sound, and quickly When it fell, the smoker was so frightened that he opened his mouth wide and almost shouted, but he was afraid of disturbing Shen Feng, so he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands.
There was a "bang", which made Scar's ears buzz and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The iron drill was suddenly smashed into the hard stone, almost thirty centimeters.
Scar thought to himself: You're on horseback, I'm scared. If my hand had shaken just a little bit, my arm would probably be useless. This kid is really fierce, he does whatever he wants, and he does things neatly and without hesitation. , but I like it.
Shen Feng secretly gave Scar a thumbs up and said in his heart: The boss is different, his concentration is stronger than ordinary people, he seems to be a special person.
Both of them admired each other, and their cooperation became more tacit. They didn't feel tired when they worked, and they completed the day's workload in one morning.
At noon, we had dinner in the open-air quarry. The prisoners gathered in twos and threes with vegetable soup and steamed buns in their hands, chatting and eating while laughing.
After a morning's work, Shen Feng, Scar, and the big smoker all became familiar with each other. The three of them were eating and chatting when they saw the old wilted man slowly walking over, squatting next to Shen Feng, and taking a step out of his pocket. He took out a steamed bun, handed it to Shen Feng, and said seriously: "Brother, thank you for helping me today. I have a small appetite, so I will give you this steamed bun."
Shen Feng looked at the old wilt, his hair was half white, and his face was full of wrinkles. He couldn't bear it and said quickly: "Brother, it's just a matter of effort for me to help you. Don't worry about it. I've already eaten enough. You can handle this steamed bun yourself." Eat. If anyone dares to bully you again in the future, just tell me and I will help you."
The old man turned around and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he lowered his head and whispered softly: "You have offended Tiger, so be careful. I heard that Tiger and the others are discussing how to retaliate against you."
Shen Feng said disapprovingly: "Thank you, brother, for reminding me. I will be careful."
In the afternoon, Shen Feng and the others had completed their task, so they worked for a while and took a break, which was very comfortable.
In the far corner, Tiger and his two buddies pretended to be working and were discussing how to take revenge on Shen Feng.
One of the prisoners, nicknamed Lao Nao, rolled his triangular eyes, thought of a bad idea, and whispered, while the tiger nodded while listening, and finally said yes with a smile on his face.
In the evening, work was about to end. The prison guards were busy counting the workload. Most of the prisoners had completed their workload and began to pack up their tools and prepare to gather and leave. Only two or three groups of people were still working hard.
A scream of "Ah!" startled everyone, "Someone was hurt, the old wilt was hurt." Someone shouted loudly.