After the fierce man and Chen Mo whispered, they broke up at the touch of a button.
Chen Mo smiled.
It is not easy to kill him.
It wasn't before, and it's even less so now.
"Come on, come on, let's get to know each other. This is the boss I'm telling you about."
"What do you mean, a fucking old boss?" Chen Mo touched the beard that had grown out after not shaving for seven or eight days: "Do I look very old?"
The fierce man looked at Chen Mo twice and punched the boy next to him.
"How old do you think the boss is?"
The boy's mind was spinning.
It is known that Mengren is almost thirty.
It is also known that he calls the person in front of him boss.
The old boss asked again if he looked very old.
In the end, it’s not about how old you are, but how old you are.
To sum up, Lao Lao Da should be not much bigger than Lao Da, but not a lot.
So the boy answered confidently.
"The boss looks very mature, but his face doesn't look old. He must be less than forty."
The fierce man suppressed his laughter.
"How old is it before forty?"
"Thirty-five!"
"Ha ha ha ha."
Chen Mo's face turned dark.
He was born in 1969, and now he is only twenty-four, including his full age, and twenty-five, so why did he suddenly increase his age by ten years?
Chen Mo gestured with his thumbs.
"Okay, there is a future."
The boy thought it was a compliment and happily handed him the cigarette.
Chen Mo didn't care, took a puff of cigarette and exhaled deeply.
Holding a cigarette, Chen Mo pointed his fingers at the small and large groups that had become more and more concentrated than two months ago. Chen Mo raised his chin.
"what happened?"
"Who the hell knows." The fierce man also took out a cigarette and lit it: "Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and there is nothing unusual about forming gangs."
"Why didn't it happen before?"
"This is not easy. The person in charge is dead." The fierce man sighed: "If people leave, the Alcatraz Island will be in chaos."
"Prison guards don't care?"
"Why do you care? Who can be locked up here who is not a lunatic with heinous crimes? Except for me, of course."
Chen Mo really wanted to ask if someone who could break the hands and feet of the city lord was considered a madman, but he had bigger doubts than this.
"Then why the hell did I get caught for beating someone?"
"Isn't this nonsense, boss? You beat someone's spine into six sections in broad daylight. You will be unable to take care of yourself for the rest of your life. The prison guards will lock you up for seven days. It's quite interesting. If you don't care about this kind of thing,
From now on, the prison guards will just withdraw from Alcatraz Island."
"What about these people?"
"You stabbed someone in the middle of the night while sleeping, stabbed someone secretly while eating and going to the toilet, put your head in the bathtub while taking a shower, and poisoned you with some supernatural powers... Everyone is playing dirty tricks, but you are the only one who is so heartless that you commit crimes in the light of day."
"Then you didn't drag me with you then?"
"Brother, do you think I'm a lioness? You were paralyzed by the time I reacted. Besides, it's just pulling, can I hold it?"
Chen Mo was scolded and was speechless.
"Uh... well, let's continue talking about forming cliques."
The fierce man rolled his eyes.
"Nothing to say. The old boss was an old man. When you came in, the old man suddenly died of a serious illness... I suspect it was also man-made, but no one traced it, so he died of illness. After the old man died, several of his former younger brothers
Standing on his own. It just so happened that there were more and more people on Alcatraz Island. Well, the result was like this, everyone formed their own faction."
"The problem is in a prison...what's there to fight for? Isn't it all about this three-acre piece of land?"
"Many people here have family members. Their families give them money to buy supplies. Whoever is the boss can get more supplies. Do you think everyone has a rich father like you? Inside
You don't have to worry about food and drink." The fierce man seemed to get pleasure from teasing Chen Mo: "What do you mean, boss, do you want to accept them all as their little brother?"
"I haven't asked you why you have so many underlings?"
"Hey, you have to live." The fierce man shook his head helplessly: "Everyone has younger brothers. I don't have anyone around me, and I don't mix with others. Isn't that looking for a fight? I can only scrape together a few rotten fish and shrimps to make ends meet.
It’s day.”
"How did you win over him?"
"Cigarettes are rare in Alcatraz Island. Just light up and people will come to you."
What the fierce man said is reasonable.
"Then how did you know that boy wanted to kill me?"
Chen Mo glanced at the little man who was playing basketball during the break.
The fierce man laughed.
"He received a lot of beatings after he came in. I subdued this kid after I gave him two meals. After a brief chat, he said that the reason why he was imprisoned in Alcatraz Island was because he heard that a man named Chen Mo was also here.
Came here specifically to kill him."
Chen Mo was amused.
"You didn't say why?"
"Tell me, did you kill his elder brother or younger brother during the struggle in Cote City? Well, I don't think you are so glamorous in front of the camera, otherwise you wouldn't have killed the law enforcement officer."
Chen Mo scratched his head.
He was not the one who led the fight all the way to the city administration. Even if he was looking for trouble, he should have brought trouble to Lao Bai and Meng Ren.
Besides, there was a live broadcast at the time...it makes no sense that he couldn't recognize the fierce guy.
"It's gone?"
"Of course this is fart. How could I believe what this grandson said? I used some tricks to bribe the prison guards to check the things he brought in. Hmm...guess who this kid is?"
"How would I know?"
"I don't know if the person hired by the old Lin family has a better relationship with Lin Ping or Lin Fuhai. Anyway, he is a member of the old Lin family."
"Oh." Chen Mo pondered for a moment: "That can't be killed."
The fierce man cheered: "You want to go with me, and you have to trick out the person who gave the instructions and then kill him. Otherwise, I won't be happy after I get out."
"Um."
While the two were chatting, the lunch bell rang at Alcatraz Island.
The prisoners who were released began to gather.
There are armed prison guards on all four corners of Alcatraz Island. In addition, except for the prison area, the island is full of remnants of the Strucker Ecosystem. If you want to leave the island... the nearest land is hundreds of kilometers away, and the composition of the ocean of Ross Star is different from that of the Earth. There are still other things in the sea.
There are countless Rus native creatures.
Leaving the prison area is no different than courting death, so the prisoners on the island follow the rules.
As usual, the prison guard called his name.
Two hundred and ninety-four people, none absent.
This means that no one died on Alcatraz Island today.
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"There is extra food for lunch today, please be honest."
The response was a listless chorus.
Prison guards write too many bad checks, but very few actually cash them.
However, after entering the cafeteria, many prisoners discovered that they were terribly wrong.
For today’s lunch, everyone had a large piece of synthetic steak, as well as pork chops, chicken chops and other items coated in fried flour.
Vegetable salads and fruit snacks are all available.
For things that require a lot of money to buy on a daily basis, giving them away for free is a bit frustrating.
"There is a high probability that someone from above has come to inspect," the fierce man concluded.
Chen Mo didn't comment, but silently accepted a round of his brother's fried pork chops.
Anyway, the amount of food served today was far greater than usual, and there was no way to finish it. In addition, what Chen Mo received was not the main dish of steak, so the boys were happy to serve it.
The prison guard who turned a blind eye to this in the past wanted to step forward to stop him, but Chen Mo glanced at him and froze on the spot, then returned angrily.
There are a lot of people in this prison that he can't afford to offend. One more person than Chen Mo is not too many, and one person less than Chen Mo is not enough.
There's no need to cause trouble for yourself.
During the closed-circuit surveillance, a middle-aged man who was paying attention to every move in the cafeteria looked at Chen Mo with great interest as he picked up the pork chop and ate the pork chop.
The middle-aged man has several scars on his forehead and burns all over the left side of his face.
A pair of large sunglasses covered the injured eyes.
He called the warden and pointed at Chen Mo in the surveillance room.
"What is this man's background?"
The warden looked at it and had an idea.
"This man's name is Chen Mo. He was sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs in person. He killed the previous city lord of Kote City and was sentenced to twenty years in prison."
The middle-aged man nodded.
"He is Chen Mo? No wonder, it turns out he is the personal protector of the regiment commander. Can you arrange for us to meet?"
"This..." The warden was a little difficult to do.
"Don't worry, it's just a chat, a brief meeting, there will be no problem."
"Okay, but this prisoner is very dangerous. He just committed a murder in broad daylight a week ago and broke another person's spine. Now the prisoner is paraplegic at a high position and will have trouble getting off the ground for the rest of his life."
The middle-aged man smiled.
"Did someone provoke him?"
"Well…"
The warden answered both yes and no questions.
All I can do is silence is golden.
"Arrange a better place."
After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man left, leaving the warden alone in a daze.
The warden quickly signaled to his subordinates to make arrangements.
He turned on the microphone himself.
"Prisoner No. 0118 Chen Mo, report to the second floor of the cafeteria immediately. I repeat, Prisoner No. 0118 Chen Mo, report to the second floor of the cafeteria immediately."
Chen Mo was still stuffing pork chops into his mouth. When he heard this, he loosened his grip. He turned around and glanced at the surveillance camera behind him, then glanced at the young man at the table who told him that he wanted to kill him. He ignored his frightened eyes and wiped his eyes.
Wipe your mouth and stand up.
Two prison guards came forward and asked Chen Mo to go upstairs.
Chen Mo patted the fierce man on the shoulder.
"Little thin boy, just run away if you need anything and don't worry about me."
The fierce man didn't know where this was coming from, but seeing Chen Mo's solemn words, he had no choice but to nod.
He was escorted all the way to the second floor by two prison guards. There was no dark scene as expected. A little old man in a crappy suit politely invited him into the staff cafeteria on the second floor.
"Are you the warden?"
Chen Mo looked at the little old man with curiosity.
"I am the warden's deputy," the little old man replied with a smile.
Chen Mo probably had some concerns in his mind, so he nodded politely and entered the staff canteen.
There is only one table in the staff canteen.
Armed officers and prison guards responsible for guarding prisoners stood on both sides.
In front of the table is a middle-aged man.
Chen Mo has been among the dead several times and has a special sixth sense for dangerous people.
He could feel that the man in front of him was very strong.
It's not as strong as a superpower like Su Yuanyan or Zheng Qiuhong.
It is strong in the literal sense.
He is a strong man who rolled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Like a giant beast from the wild... Chen Mo hadn't felt this sense of oppression for a long, long time.
The man looked at Chen Mo and took off his sunglasses.
A terrifying face appeared.
Most of the man's face had burn marks, and several scars on his face were extremely hideous.
One of the scars cut off half of the nose from the left forehead to the tip of the nose, and also blinded the man's eyes.
Today, when prosthetic technology is extremely advanced, men do not hide their disabilities.
His blind eye was replaced by a red electronic eye instead of bionic eye technology.
His eyebrows are gray, but the muscles tattooed on his chest make him not look old.
"Are you Chen Mo?"
Chen Mo nodded and walked over naturally, standing opposite the man.
"good."
The man laughed.
"I only have one question." Chen Mo faced the man with an expressionless face.
"explain."
"Are you here to save me, or are you here to kill me?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
He did not answer Chen Mo's question, but just waved his hand and pointed in front of him.
"sit."
Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, but still sat down.
The man picked out a large piece of fatty pork from the plate in front of him.
Then he dipped it into a plate full of red oil, dyeing the pork red.
Then he stuffed it into his mouth and said vaguely.
"Have a meal."
Chen Mo looked at the person next to him and had no intention of taking action. The man in front of him didn't look like the kind of villain who could poison. He picked up the bowl and chopsticks, picked up a large piece of meat, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Then his eyes lit up.
This pork is not matured or artificially bred, and the unique aroma of pork spreads in your mouth.
After chewing it for a few times, Chen Mo gave it a thumbs up.
"tasty!"
"Dip it in chili pepper."
The man didn't react too much to Chen Mo's comments, he just gave Chen Mo instructions on how to eat.
Before Chen Mo could move his chopsticks, the man threw another head of garlic.
"If you eat meat without garlic, the flavor will be reduced by half."
Chen Mo has already tasted it, and most of the people in front of him are friends rather than enemies.
Chen Mo nodded, peeled off the garlic skin, and took a bite of a piece, followed by a large piece of meat. It was quite enjoyable to eat.
The man waved to the prison chief.
"rice!"
So two bowls of steaming rice were placed in front of the man and Chen Mo.
"Eating this thing without rice is a waste of food."
As he spoke, the man scooped two ladles of soup into the pot, mixed it with the rice, added a few slices of meat, added the chili peppers, and ate loudly. He did not look like a man in a high position at all.
Although he didn't know him well, Chen Mo had a good impression of this person and started eating like him.
When Chen Mo had eaten half of the bowl, the man had already finished the entire bowl and waved to the prison chief again.
"More rice!"
So the two rice-drying machines started competing with each other at full power.
It wasn't until there was only soup base left in the pot with twelve pounds of pork, and the rice needed to be steamed for two more people, that I put down the bowls and chopsticks.
The man lit a cigarette and threw the cigarette case to Chen Mo.
Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, then took it, and the prison guard next to him lit it on fire.
After staying in the solitary room for seven days, when he came out to have a big meal and a good cigarette, Chen Mo narrowed his eyes in contentment.
"Are you full?"
the man asked.
"Six points."
"How can you fight if you can't eat?" The man nodded in approval: "You are a good eater."
"What does it mean to know how to eat?"
"No matter how exquisite you eat, the shit you poop out is still shit. No matter how elegant you eat, shit will still smell. Eating is for happiness, so if you eat quickly and deliciously, you know how to eat."
This sentence directly silenced Chen Mo, who didn't know how to answer.
"I've seen your information, but this is the first time I've seen you in person."
"I haven't asked you who you are yet..."
Men eat very quickly and smoke very quickly.
Before Chen Mo's eyes were half burning, the man's cigarette had only the butt left.
The man did not answer Chen Mo's question.
Throw the cigarette butt at your feet and stamp it out.
