Zhao Tiezhu followed another prison guard as he walked around the prison, and soon arrived at the playground.
"Stay here. When the assembly whistle blows, remember to go to the assembly on time. If you are late, the consequences will be simple. You will have no food." After the prison guard finished speaking, he left.
"Tiezhu, you recovered so quickly?" Han Dali appeared beside Zhao Tiezhu at some unknown time.
"Fortunately, I am more resistant to fighting." Zhao Tiezhu said with a smile.
"Oh, I hope they can let you go. In this case, your life will be easier. What I'm most afraid of is that they will take a fancy to you and drag you to practice sandbags every three days. Then you will suffer."
Han Dali sighed.
"What is sandbag training?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.
"I will use you as a human punching bag, hang your hands in the air, and then practice boxing and kicking on you." Han Dali explained.
"This...the prison guards don't care?" Zhao Tiezhu asked in surprise.
"What does it matter? When new people come in, they all have thorns on their heads. The prison guards would rather the old man shave off all the new people's thorns, so that they can be more easily monitored in the future, right?" Han Dali said.
Zhao Tiezhu stood there quietly. He originally wanted to keep a low profile so that he could better cooperate with Mr. Zhao's actions and not cause any trouble to Mr. Zhao. But being beaten like that just now was Zhao Tiezhu's bottom line.
, if this group of people is still not satisfied and wants to do something, then Zhao Tiezhu doesn't mind letting them know that some people are not unable to fight, they just don't want to fight.
"Come on, come with me. I'll introduce you to some people. It may be helpful to you. We are roommates after all. I can't keep seeing you being beaten." Han Dali said, taking Zhao Tiezhu to the playground.
I walked to the sandy area next to me. On the sandy ground, three people were sitting, basking in the sun. The three of them were all middle-aged, and the youngest one looked to be in his thirties.
"Dali, is this the new guy who came in yesterday?" a bald middle-aged man asked.
"Yeah, this kid's name is Tiezhu, Tiezhu, the one with the bald head is called Baldy, the one with the missing front teeth is called Toothless, and the one who looks like a man in his forties or fifty is called old man. Don't be fooled by him.
I was confused by his appearance, he is only in his 30s." Han Dali introduced.
Zhao Tiezhu respectfully greeted the three of them. After that, Han Dali pulled Zhao Tiezhu to sit on the sand, and then said to Zhao Tiezhu, "The bald man is the one in our prison who asked about it. It's nothing. He just doesn't know.
In other words, it’s something he can’t detect. If you want to know something, you can ask him. Of course, you have to pay.”
The bald man smiled and said to Zhao Tiezhu, "You are a newbie. I will let you ask a question for free."
"This... I'll ask after I think about it." Zhao Tiezhu said after hesitating for a moment.
"Okay then, whenever you want to ask, just come to me!" said the bald man.
"Toothless is the one who has the goods in our prison. Whatever you want, he can get it for you, from pencils and erasers to swords, guns and sticks. Of course, the more risky the item, the higher the price.
The more expensive it is," Han Dali introduced.
"Haha, the bald man has already given you a question, so I will give you something too." Toothless said, reaching into his pocket and taking out a small booklet, about the size of a palm.
"This thing is a good tool to pass the time in prison!" Wu Tooth said with a smile.
Zhao Tiezhu took the picture album and opened it. What was written on the outside was art appreciation and taste. As a result, inside, there were large, high-definition pictures. They were really from every star, and even some PS stars.
He can even do this thing. This Toothless is really capable! Zhao Tiezhu couldn't help but look at this Toothless a few more times.
"This old man specializes in acting as an intermediary. If you want to do something, you can tell the old man, and then the old man can find someone to do it for you. Of course, there is a fee for this." Han Dali said.
The old man glanced at Zhao Tiezhu lightly and said, "I have nothing to give you."
"No, no, I hope the old man can give me some advice." Zhao Tiezhu said modestly.
"I dare not say anything, but let me give you news. The scorpion is here with me. It has a price of 100,000. As long as you can get it, the scorpion will never see the sun tomorrow." The old man looked at Zhao Tiezhu and said.
"100,000!?" Zhao Tiezhu shouted in surprise.
"Here at my place, as long as you pay the right price, you can kill Optimus Prime." The old man said confidently.
"Don't doubt the old man's words." Han Dali said seriously from the side.
"How much does Optimus Prime... cost?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.
"More than 10 million." The old man said naturally, as if he said this piece of meat costs 10 yuan.
"Money makes the world go round." Han Dali whispered, "In prison, many people actually have a certain value."
"How to say?"
"There are not good people in prison. Since they are not good people, fights and other things are inevitable. But if you don't want to fight personally, you can only hire people. There are always some people who are willing to risk their lives for money.
As long as you can afford the starting price, some people will work for you. Of course, there are exceptions for some things. For example, Optimus Prime is worth 10 million. Many people can afford the 10 million, but there must be someone who dares to take it.
Someone has to kill him. And even if you kill Optimus Prime, it is basically impossible for you to live. Not to mention that the prison will arrest you, and Optimus Prime's backers will not let you go.
Yes, so Optimus Prime's price of 10 million has been hanging there for several years, and no one can take it," Han Dali explained.
"Oh!" Zhao Tiezhu nodded, "That is to say, Optimus Prime is worth 10 million. If you can afford 10 million, then I can help you ask if anyone is willing to take it, right? But because Optimus
With Zhu’s strength, no one has taken up the offer of 10 million until now, right?”
"Yes, if you can kill Optimus Prime one day, you can come to the old man to get the 10 million left by your employer." Han Dali said.
"I understand!" Zhao Tiezhu nodded, "Who are the most valuable people in this prison?"
"One is Optimus Prime with 10 million, and the money is honestly 12 million." Han Dali said.
"What about the people in the God of Death?" Zhao Tiezhu asked. Optimus Prime and his money and honesty did not attract Zhao Tiezhu at all.
"You have to ask the old man, I don't know." Han Dali shook his head.
"The people in the Grim Reaper are not stable, because there are often people who are dragged to take a shot. If they take a shot, all grievances will be eliminated. So even if there is a grudge against the people inside, except for those who have been given a reprieve of death, basically
Those sentenced to death have no price..."
"Who has the highest price in the death reprieve?" Zhao Tiezhu asked curiously.
"The one with the highest price is naturally Shura." There was a trace of fear on the old man's face. "Someone offered 200 million for Shura's life. But so far, three people have accepted the offer, but all three of them are dead..."