Chapter 171 He Is My Upline? ! !
While Chang Wei was making his opening remarks, several close prison guards around him quickly took out their electric batons and adjusted them to the highest setting.
The crackling electric light made these prisoners unconsciously recall the corpse that had been scorched by electricity, and they all shivered.
"You may not be familiar with the rules of Prison No. 2."
Chang Wei's voice was cold and arrogant,
"To put it more bluntly, in this territory of Area A, only if I admit that you are alive, and you, the trash eliminated by society, are you qualified to continue wasting air and survive. If I determine that you are dead, then forget it If you are still breathing, you will only be pushed into the crematorium.”
"You have just seen the scene of the crematorium with your own eyes, haven't you?"
The prisoners held their breath nervously. Facing the warden's twisted smile, they felt a chill rush from their spines to their heads.
Chang Wei examined the prisoners' fearful reactions with satisfaction, and continued his threats with unquestionable majesty in his voice:
"Please remember, if you want to survive in Ward A, you must never challenge my patience, let alone go against my will."
The prisoners looked at each other, and they all saw the panic on each other's faces.
On the surface, Chen Ya pretended to be as panicked as the other prisoners, but his eyes were like probes, carefully observing Chang Wei's every move.
I secretly wondered: "This guy, is he my legendary [upline]? Such a arrogant and evil face is in line with the style of some people in the organization."
Chang Wei observed the silence of the prisoners and was very satisfied.
He slowly suppressed his ferocious smile, his expression became calm, he picked up a photocopied photo from the table and gently handed it to the people present.
"You don't have to be so afraid. I don't want to burn you to death. I called you here today just because I hope you can complete a small task for me in the next week."
His voice became extremely sinister: "This task is very simple. In a few days, Area A will welcome a new prison guard named Feng Mu. I hope you can follow my instructions by then. Such and such, such and such..."
Chang Wei gestured with his hands as he spoke, as if he was rehearsing a well-designed drama.
"Do you understand everything?"
Chang Wei talked to himself, seemingly not worried about anyone leaking the secret or rejecting him.
He said: "As long as this is done, I guarantee that no one can harm you in Area A. But if you don't do it well, haha... let the incinerator start preheating."
The former sentence was spoken to the prisoners, and the latter sentence was spoken into the intercom.
Chen Ya took the photo, looked at the face in the photo, and a strange thought came to her mind: "Or, could this new prison guard be my [online]?"
Chen Ya glanced at the photo in his hand and then at Chang Wei in front of him. He was the first to raise his hand and said:
"As a member of District A, it is my duty to reform and obey the district chief's tasks. I am willing to obey your arrangements and will never disappoint your expectations."
After seeing Chen Ya's statement, the other prisoners could only express their opinions through gritted teeth.
"I would also like to..."
"I obey orders..."
"Follow your instructions..."
Chang Wei's mood seemed to clear up in an instant. Although he felt powerless and helpless about the world outside the prison walls, in the closed ecology of the prison surrounded by high walls, in the territory of Ward 1A , he is still the undisputed master.
Here, he was able to control the fate of the prisoners and control their life and death. This sense of absolute dominance was more intoxicating than any alcohol, and it effectively diluted all the boring negative emotions accumulated in his heart.
His eyes became softer, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and an expression of satisfaction and contentment appeared on his face.
He pointed at Chen Ya, who was the first to express his stance, and then said to the prison guard next to him: "Put these all into the same cell and let him be the cell leader."
The corners of Chen Ya's mouth raised slightly. He liked being a prison chief, not because he was "officially addicted", but because he had a pursuit of responsibility deep in his heart and enjoyed the feeling of taking on more key responsibilities and roles in organizational activities.
Just like, in his A-level team, he strives to be the captain, and in prison, he wants to be the cell leader. This is the same nature.
Because everyone in the world is ignorant and is wearing a layer of "official body". It is easier to be convincing when talking logic to others.
In short, in addition to being reasonable, Chen Ya also likes to make progress.
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At night, he arrived on time with the lights turned off in the city.
When Li Bashan returned to the martial arts hall, he didn't need to ask any more questions. As long as he saw Hong Ya yawning continuously and looking sluggish and sleepy, he knew that his junior brother Feng Mu had also "tortured" her today, even though it was Hong Ya who was rushing Let Feng Mu "practice".
Li Bashan took the rice bucket that Hong Ya carefully heated and handed over. While opening the lid of the bucket, he asked casually: "Did Lao Ba practice for another day?"
Hongya pursed her lips slightly, raised her chest slightly, and corrected: "It's not just the junior brother, it's the junior brother and I who have been practicing together all day."
When Li Bashan heard this, he unconsciously slowed down in his action of picking up the rice.
He had never inquired about the cultivation progress of his junior brothers and sisters in the past, because the cultivation path he took was different from theirs. Even if he knew the progress, he would not be able to provide help.
However, today he suddenly spoke up and asked angrily: "Hongya, what stage have you reached in your [Flesh and Blood Beginning True Skill] practice?"
Hong Ya counted on her fingers and replied, "I just entered the fourth stage of enlightenment last month, and I am almost catching up with my fourth senior brother. Master said that I am quite talented in the evil skills of our sect, although I am not as good as my junior brother."
Li Bashan nodded and buried his head in his food without saying anything.
The eldest senior brother's brain circuit is slower than everyone else's. Sometimes he would suddenly ask a question without any reason, and then there would be no follow-up. Hong Ya has long been accustomed to it and doesn't think much about it.
Li Bashan suddenly said very seriously: "Since you have decided to practice with Junior Brother, you must stick to it."
Hong Ya was stunned. She rarely saw the senior brother show such a serious look. She replied: "Of course, even for the dignity of the senior sister, I will never be easily left behind by Junior Brother."
Li Bashan buried his head and licked the rice grains in the bucket, then took out the prison's employment notice from his arms and handed it to Hong Ya: "Give it to Junior Brother later and tell him to report to the prison with me tomorrow morning."
Hong Ya took the notice and was about to leave happily.
Li Bashan stretched out his big hand to cover Hong Ya's head, rubbed it lovingly, and said in a muffled voice: "Even if Junior Brother goes to prison, with his obsessive nature of practicing, he will definitely seize every spare time to practice and improve."
"Hong Ya, you must not relax even if you stay in the martial arts hall, otherwise..."
Hong Ya's face changed slightly. She pushed Li Bashan's big hand away irritably, tidied up her messed up bun, and said solemnly:
"Big Brother, you are right, I won't be lazy, well, my computer is broken, and my senior brothers and sisters are unwilling to lend me the computer, so I can only practice without distraction."
Li Bashan's face was slightly stiff, and he didn't quite understand the logic in Hong Ya's words, but he heard the full determination in Hong Ya's words.
Li Bashan said in a muffled voice: "Okay!"