The process of distributing meals to prisoners with Liu Zhengjun went smoothly.
When many prisoners saw that he was the new jailer, they tried their best to please him and wanted to eat more grains of rice.
But Zhang Wu knew that this prison had its own mature management system.
As a junior who just joined, you are not qualified to be willful.
If you don't want to be squeezed out or not be able to stay here in the future, you must abide by the unspoken rules here before you become fully fledged.
Even if you encounter a skinny old woman who keeps kowtowing and begging, you still have to harden your heart.
In private, you can show kindness within the scope of your ability.
But at this moment, Liu Zhengjun is watching from the side. If you break the rules by giving him half a spoonful of chaff, it is equivalent to ignoring the principles he taught you so painstakingly.
You are a jailer, not a prisoner. You must distinguish your identity and class.
After sharing the meal, on the way back to the kitchen, Liu Zhengjun looked at Zhang Wu with an inexplicable admiration.
"Xiao Wu, my uncle is indeed right about you. You are even better than your father. When I took him to deliver food for the first time, he was very kind to six prisoners. Later, they all got the title of Living King of Hell. You are better than him."
, the potential for money is absolutely limitless.”
"Thanks also to Uncle Jun for his teachings."
Zhang Wu was polite, but he didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.
A simple test, once the matter spreads, will be enough to keep him in jail.
But treating oppressing others as a privilege and treating cruelty as a compliment still makes Zhang Wu feel a little uncomfortable.
Of course, delivering food is not his main purpose.
"Uncle Jun, there's something I'm not sure about, and I'd like your advice."
"You can just say that your father and I are brothers who almost fell in love with each other, and I will definitely help you if I can."
Liu Zhengjun patted his chest and responded, glad that the future king of money farming could ask him for advice.
Zhang Wu said:
"Uncle Liu said that my body and bones are too weak and I need to exercise more. Are there any strong martial arts masters in the capital who can pay for their apprenticeship? I don't seek great achievements, I just want to keep fit."
"Paying money to become a disciple?"
Liu Zhengjun grinned and said disdainfully:
"Your uncle and I also spent money to practice martial arts when we were young, but they were just superficial guys who couldn't make a difference."
"Besides, why did you spend that wasted money on guarding this prison?"
Lao Liu pointed to the prison behind him and mysteriously said:
"Go to Prison No. 1 in the Severe Punishment Area and reward that man with two jugs of wine. You will definitely gain something."
"Thank you Uncle Jun!"
Zhang Wu felt happy.
He asked knowingly.
Immortality just means you have a long lifespan, it doesn't mean you won't die.
Various accidents, sword disasters, poisons, and serious injuries may kill you.
It will take a year for the body to be strengthened. With this thin body and bones, even if you survive the wave of barbarian invasion, you will die young if you cannot survive the gloomy environment of Tianlao for a year.
Moreover, even if you only have ten days, you must have some sense of crisis and do your best to find a way to save your life.
You can't break things like everyone else in prison, right?
As long as a person lives, he must contend with heaven!
"Uncle Jun, the barbarians are coming in soon. I don't think anyone is in a hurry. Why don't we run away!"
"...Where to run?"
Liu Zhengjun said blankly:
"Don't you know? His Majesty ordered the city gates to be sealed three days ago. No one is allowed to go out, and the people can run away. If the official is caught escaping, the three Yi tribes will be hanged on the top of the city."
"..."
Zhang Wu's face turned pale and he did not dare to speak.
Liu Zhengjun saw his panic and said happily:
"Put your heart into your stomach. There are many talented people in our prison today, and there are many strong martial arts experts. It is more difficult to fight than the palace. Your Majesty may even have to hide in the prison."
"So cruel?"
Zhang Wu was finally convinced and his worries were relieved.
"Uncle Jun, my father said that you have saved a lot of good wine for the officials and prison officials to buy. Can you get me two bottles and deduct them from my money?"
"Easy to say."
Liu Zhengjun laughed, I knew you would buy my wine.
…
Prison No. 1 in the Severe Punishment Area is a hundred times larger than an ordinary cell.
Zhang Wu quietly looked at the prisoners inside the cell.
The limbs are fixed by huge chains as thick as the wrists, and the range of movement is extremely limited.
I didn't take a closer look when I was delivering the food, but now I was shocked to realize that this man was extremely tall, with layers of muscles hidden under the prison uniform. His shoulders were wide and his neck was thick, and he was as strong as King Kong.
He was imprisoned for three months, had no money, and ate swill all day long. Yet he was still so energetic and fierce. He was worthy of being a strong martial artist.
Zhang Wu had already read the criminal's file when he arrived.
Hutulong, who has accomplished the indestructible power of Vajra, is a super master, but his mind is not right, he commits adultery, robbery, and commits all kinds of evil.
He once defeated more than 300 Da Kun's strongest black-armored imperial guardsmen with one man's strength.
Moreover, it was an encounter, surrounded by three hundred imperial guards, each of whom had great skills and could be called a martial arts legion. In the end, he was killed by him until he was bleeding and defeated.
It's a pity that no matter how strong you are in practicing kung fu, you still have to eat.
I bought two biscuits on the way. After eating them, I collapsed on the ground and woke up in the prison.
According to convention, serious criminals like this must be "greeted" well after being imprisoned, otherwise it will be difficult to control them in the future.
Unfortunately, my own father was seriously ill this March and did not come.
The sons of the powerful in the capital came into contact with each other from time to time, taking advantage of the collapse of the rule of law to send in many wealthy and wealthy families. The jailers were busy raising money and had no spare time to repair other prisoners.
Otherwise, even if you are a ferocious dragon or a hungry tiger, you will still have to lie down obediently and have your muscles and bones ripped out when you enter this prison.
Zhang Wu stood outside the prison for five minutes. Seeing Hutulong just meditating with his eyes closed, as if no one else was around, he couldn't help but admire his mental quality.
Your little life, life and death, is just a matter of my thoughts.
It was other prisoners who had already come forward to curry favor immediately.
"Mr. Hutu, if you don't want to eat slop every day, you'd better stand up and move around."
Zhang Wu said calmly.
According to what he thought, the other party would most likely put on airs and respond with indifference, which would probably lead to death.
However, unexpectedly, the murderer was very obedient. He stood up, walked around the low cell, and asked respectfully:
"I wonder what your orders are, sir?"
Zhang Wu was startled and asked with a smile:
"I have two jugs of good wine here, and I would like to exchange them for your magical power of indestructibility. Sir, what do you think?"
"You can't practice it."
Hu Tulong looked the young man up and down and said without mercy.
Damn it!
Zhang Wu cursed secretly in his heart and said with a cold expression:
"If you don't teach me, how do you know I can't practice it?"
"If you take a look at this prison, how many people like you want to learn my magical skills? Not to mention all of them, at least nine out of ten, but there are only a handful of people who are promising to learn it."
Hutulong shook his head and said:
"The jailer Ma Liu who came with you before was the only candidate in Tianlao who had any hope of reaching a small level of success. Unfortunately, he didn't last long."