Chapter 105

When he came out of the confinement room, Yang Yi not only didn't look sluggish, but even more energetic.

Eating well, sleeping soundly, exercising well, and reading magazines, he was much more comfortable than in his own cell.

This time Yang Yi was directly sent back to his cell. Seeing Yang Yi enter the door, Zhang Yong lazily said, "I'm back, are you comfortable in the confinement cell?"

"Comfortable, very comfortable."

Zhang Yong thought that Yang Yi was laughing at himself, he waved his hand and said, "I told you to grab food, but I didn't let you make such a big scene, the smell of rubber bullets is unpleasant, right?"

If you want to say what the most painful thing for Yang Yi these days is the pain brought to him by the rubber bullet, Zhang Yong doesn't say it's okay, as soon as he said it, he immediately felt that the place hit by the rubber bullet began to hurt.

"It's fucking painful, it hurts me to death."

Yang Yi took off his shirt and looked at it. His chest was still bruised and purple. The congestion would not go away in a short time, and it hurt when he touched it.

After putting on the clothes again, Yang Yi took out two magazines from his trousers and threw them to Zhang Yong, saying, "Here, good stuff."

"Hehe, it's not bad, I don't have this kind of treatment."

Yang Yi sat on the bed, hesitating whether to tell Zhang Yong about Owen's settlement, but after a little hesitation, he decided to say it anyway.

"There is something, I got Owen done."

"Huh? How to fix it."

"One hundred thousand dollars."

"It's expensive, it's expensive for you to buy, at most 10,000 can be done, but you spent 100,000, are you too rich or stupid?"

"One year."

"Oh, one year would be better, but it's still expensive. You can pay him 30,000 yuan at most. This is a prison, and it's normal for prisoners to fight. Even if people die, no one cares. Of course, no one cares if they always die. I can't stand it, but you don't need to beat people to death, so one hundred thousand must be expensive."

Yang Yi said helplessly: "Okay, let's raise the price. If you don't have experience, you can give me 20,000 US dollars, 100,000 yuan. Damn it, I'm at a loss."

Zhang Yong looked away from the magazine, looked at Yang Yi and said, "Just spend money to buy experience."

Yang Yi smiled wryly and said, "Okay, can you find me a number? I want to make a call."

"You didn't ask for a call from Owen and just finished calling. Why come back to me."

"I'm going to call the captain, keep it secret."

"Got it, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

Zhang Yong continued to flip through magazines again, Yang Yi couldn't help but said: "What are you doing today, aren't you practicing?"

"Practice by yourself, I won't practice with you anymore, just read magazines, continue to pick things up tomorrow, don't break people's arms, and don't cause too serious injuries, you have to be able to send and receive freely, ordinary prison guards who fight Sometimes it doesn’t matter, as long as the prisoner being beaten doesn’t sue you, then there’s nothing wrong with it, but don’t beat him in the cafeteria, it’s fine when you’re released.”

Yang Yi immediately said confidently: "Okay, hit people while letting the wind go, that's all."

"Don't forget to keep begging."

"Damn it, what are you begging for? Don't say it so badly?"

"Not begging for food?"

"You said grabbing food would kill you, I'm not a beggar, what kind of food do you want?"

"Now beggars don't want food, they want money."

"Are you free?"

Yang Yi stayed in the confinement room for three days, and he kind of missed Zhang Yong. Now that he is back, he has nothing else to do. It feels good to chat with Zhang Yong.

Three days of confinement are three days, so Yang Yi is in the cell just after lunch time, which means he still has dinner to eat, and he can find something to do while eating, but this time he can't do it again. Broke someone else's arm, and it's too bad for Owen to deal with it.

After chatting with Zhang Yong all afternoon, when it was time for dinner, Yang Yi set off with full energy.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Zhang Yong found a place to sit by himself, while Yang Yi stood next to the queue with a plate.

This time someone still stood with Yang Yi with a plate, but no one bared their teeth at Yang Yi anymore. Two Latinos and one Caucasian, they both came to collect food for their boss, but Yang Yi now With the power to collect food with them.

This is what was typed.

The food chain is basically fixed, each gang has its own fixed food source, Yang Yi can either steal food from other gangs, or open up a new food source by himself.

Now that Yang Yi has defeated a black gang, the food that was originally given to that black gang will naturally be handed over to Yang Yi, it's like gangsters grabbing territory.

A black man walked up to Yang Yi, and obediently handed over the most essential food on his plate to Yang Yi, it was the same for him to give it to anyone, anyway, he couldn't fall behind.

After a while, another black man handed over his food to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi was very satisfied with how easy it was, but at this moment, a Mexican who looked very big and had a fierce face came over with a plate.

This Mexican grabbed a few younger brothers, he belonged to the kind who has a little strength and won't be bullied casually, but he doesn't have a gang. The most important thing is that he scolded Yang Yi before.

"Hi, you!"

Yang Yi stretched out his hand, hooked his fingers at the Mexican, and said in a deep voice, "Give me your food!"

Yang Yi felt that it was time to do something, but he didn't expect that the Mexican looked at him, then put the food on his plate obediently to Yang Yi, and then walked away without saying a word.

Yang Yi was a little surprised when he was messed up, he thought he would convince people.

At this moment, a white man walked up to Yang Yi. After he took the initiative to put the food on his plate on Yang Yi's plate, he said with a flattering smile: "Hello, hello."

Reaching out his hand not to hit the smiling face, Yang Yi said with a straight face: "Why?"

The white man took out two packs of cigarettes, and said with a hopeful look on his face: "This is for you, can I follow you? I know the rules, it's so troublesome for you to hold the plate yourself, I can do things for you of."

Yang Yi suddenly realized that someone had come to take refuge in him.

"Well, what's your name, and what crime did you commit?"

"My name is Kerry. I have been sentenced to 15 years in prison for stealing, robbery, and wounding. I have already served six years."

Yang Yi nodded, and then he said in a deep voice, "I'll protect you from now on, and be smarter."

Kerry nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "Thank you, boss, thank you, boss."

Yang Yi was holding the plate, and Kerry put the two packs of cigarettes in Yang Yi's trouser pocket, then he said with a smile on his face: "Boss, sit down, of course I'm the one to do this kind of thing?"

Yang Yi is very beautiful in his heart, now, he also has a dog leg to work for him, this kind of thing is very cool, very cool.