Chapter 1155: Chapter 1155: You Actually Want to Slap My Face
"I’m a big eater. Can you get full in prison?" Xiao Zheng asked excitedly.
Besides Huo Wenshan, Xiao Zheng felt very curious about the prison. He completely didn’t see himself as actually entering prison; rather, it was like going on a vacation tour.
"I’ve heard talk like yours plenty of times, kid. Don’t blame me for not warning you, once you’re in prison, your good days are just beginning. Don’t shoot your mouth off now!" the guard beside him said rudely.
Contrary to Xiao Zheng’s imagination, since he entered through non-standard channels, there weren’t even any basic registration procedures.
He was just taken straight inside.
However, for convenience, they did record Xiao Zheng’s name.
They casually assigned Xiao Zheng a number and let him in.
Xiao Zheng looked down at the prison uniform he was wearing, checking the badge on his chest: 1427.
Qingshan Prison is divided into four major areas, and the place Xiao Zheng was confined to was the North Warehouse.
At this moment, in Qingshan Prison’s North Warehouse, there was free activity time. On the very large playground, scattered groups of prisoners were originally idle. Suddenly seeing a new inmate arriving, they quickly gathered around.
However, there’s a barred passageway, so they couldn’t get through.
The sound of whistles continuously echoed, as prisoners shook the bars insanely, laughing loudly at Xiao Zheng.
Xiao Zheng looked indifferent, gave them a glance, and then turned his head.
This lot must be exhibiting a habit developed over time, making new inmates experience the initial fear and oppression whenever someone new arrives.
They were certainly making a loud fuss, but unfortunately, they were facing Xiao Zheng.
For such a scene, Xiao Zheng’s heart didn’t have even a single ripple of feeling.
Besides these prisoners, a few others felt something strange. Today wasn’t normally an entry day for prisoners, so why would someone come, especially alone?
Generally, such situations implied complicated circumstances.
Seeing Xiao Zheng’s appearance, there seemed to be nothing extraordinary about him; thin build, looked just like an ordinary person.
Worth noting was a very odd occurrence in the corner of the playground.
On a bench there, sat a man, with an utterly unreadable expression.
People came and went nearby, most of them ran to watch the commotion, but he didn’t, just sat in place, calmly looking toward Xiao Zheng’s direction.
The man’s expression seemed somewhat moved.
Others may not see it, but he did. This new guy had no trace of fear or gloom on his face.
Seeing Xiao Zheng, if not for his hands still being cuffed, he might have had them in his pockets whistling.
It’s like he wasn’t going to prison, but rather was pacing in his own backyard, casually strolling.
Someone like this is either an idiot or definitely someone impressive.
An idiot? The man shook his head slightly, didn’t seem so. As for a big shot, he couldn’t tell, but being brought in alone at this time already indicated he was unusual.
The guard continuously escorted Xiao Zheng to a prepared cell before turning and leaving.
Xiao Zheng lifted his eyes for a look; it was a double cell setup, bunk beds.
"You’ll sleep on the top bunk." The guard said to Xiao Zheng, unlocking the cuffs.
"Why not a single room?" Xiao Zheng puckered his mouth, slightly unsatisfied.
Cramped with a burly man in such a small room, he wasn’t accustomed to it.
"A single room? Dream on!" The guard retorted.
"A double room isn’t bad, at least there’s someone to chat with." Xiao Zheng chuckled, shrugged.
Unexpectedly, the guard snorted too: "Indeed, chat away. Hope your night chat goes well."
Saying this, the guard left.
Xiao Zheng’s cellmate returned shortly.
A guy more muscular than Xiao Zheng came in, only after the iron door closed did he turn to look at Xiao Zheng.
"Hello there." Xiao Zheng greeted politely.
But the burly man just chuckled without speaking, his expression toward Xiao Zheng seemed odd, even somewhat excited.
That burly man’s name was Gangzi, and the reason Xiao Zheng ended up here was entirely because Huo Wenshan used his influence to arrange it.
This Gangzi was sent by Huo Wenshan to educate Xiao Zheng.
Huo Wenshan believed that inside prison, Xiao Zheng wouldn’t stir up a storm.
At night, once the guard declared rest time, Xiao Zheng prepared to climb into his bed, but before he got there, Gangzi on the lower bunk suddenly sat up, coldly said: "Get down."
Xiao Zheng raised one foot but put it back down, looked at Gangzi, questioned: "Something’s up?"
"No other matters, just want to chat, how about it?" Gangzi raised an eyebrow.
"Sorry, not interested." Xiao Zheng shrugged, indifferent.
Gangzi’s eyes widened, wondering if this guy was genuinely or pretending to be dumb, entering prison, but yet had no awareness?
"Well then, let me be straight with you. You’re really unlucky, messing with Huo Wenshan. I have no personal grudge with you, but no choice, the offer from Huo Wenshan is too tempting." Gangzi said reluctantly, and approached Xiao Zheng.
With his large build, he stood over Xiao Zheng, looking down, his expression gradually grew menacing.
Xiao Zheng’s mouth slowly formed a heavy smile, asking: "What did Huo Wenshan ask you to do?"
"Are you really dumb or pretending to be dumb?" Gangzi was truly baffled and couldn’t help but ask.
"Not dumb, just don’t understand what you mean, so, can you explain?" Xiao Zheng raised an eyebrow.
"Alright, I’ll tell you with my fist." Gangzi clenched his fist, bones crackling audibly.
"I advise you not to do that." Xiao Zheng shook his head, sincerely advised.
"Oh? Tell me, what happens if I do?" Gangzi asked, casually swinging his fist at Xiao Zheng’s face.
But in the next second, with a slap, Xiao Zheng directly grabbed Gangzi’s fist.
"First, you shouldn’t heed Huo Wenshan to provoke me. Second, you can hit me, but your mistake is trying to hit my face!"
The friendly smile on Xiao Zheng’s face gradually faded, replaced by a cruel grin.
For some reason, Gangzi suddenly felt the little room’s air grew icy.
He had an ominous feeling.