Hearing the word "Jiangjun Building" again, the expression on Bai Chi's face suddenly stiffened. This was too humiliating. It may be the greatest humiliation for everyone to flush their stools to everyone who squats in the pit.

Thinking of this, the idiot couldn't help but look at the urinal, which is an ordinary squat toilet. There is a big hole in it, and a water pipe is connected to the back, which is connected to the toilet. It is surrounded by a one-meter-high circle of bricks.

Xiao Weizi, this is the toilet.

Seeing this, the idiot couldn't help but think in a bad way, how delicious it would smell if a person defecated in it!

"What? You guys also want to see the General Building?"

When Wu Zi saw Bai Chi staring at the pit with interest, he couldn't help but joke.

"No, no, Third Master! I just want to take a look, take a look!"

A trace of panic and helplessness flashed in Bai Chi's eyes. If he was really asked to go get that general building, he would rather hit him and die.

"Hey, idiot boy, let me tell you a secret. The general guarding the general building is also responsible for the butts of the three uncles in our cell. Do you understand?"

Wu Zi's words once again caused Bai Chi to fall into a dazed state, "Butt? What butt? Could it be..."

Thinking of this, Bai Chi couldn't help but cast a curious look at Wu Zi's strong and fat butt. He made a "gurgling" sound in his throat and swallowed a huge mouthful of saliva with great difficulty.

Wu Zi sneered and looked at the wretched man who looked at Bai Chi with resentment, slapped Bai Chi hard on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Are you thinking wrong? I can't see how you, an honest person, can have such evil thoughts? I'm just confused."

Bai Chi looked at Wu Zi with a strange look on his face, and there were "gurgling gurgling" sounds in his throat.

Wu Zi couldn't help laughing when he saw this and said:

"What I mean is that after the third stall in front of the cell, that is, the uncle, the second uncle, and my third uncle, after defecating, the general guarding the general building is responsible for wiping them clean. I said this, do you understand? Idiot

Boy?"

"Got...got it! Ugh! Ugh!"

"Hahahaha! It's good if you understand. Remember, these are the rules, the rules in the prison cell!"

In less than ten hours after coming here, some of Baichi's previous concepts were completely overturned. What kind of world is this? There are people who wipe people's butts?

To put it bluntly, Bai Chi is still a student who has just walked out of school. After a morning of nervous shock, his three views have completely collapsed. He finally understands one thing now: there is no morality here, no respect for the elderly and care for the young.

, what we have here is fists, whoever has bigger fists is the boss!

Thinking of this, Bai Chi looked at Wu Zi with grateful eyes, thinking that this guy was not bad, and he wasn't too bad to him. Although he was punched a few times by him, at least he was merciful.

Seeing Bai Chi looking at him gratefully, Wu Zi grinned, nodded, looked at the sunlight coming in from the window and shone on the floor, and said

"You brat, you just came in. You need to know your duty. You have a lot to learn. Remember one sentence: see things and do things, and follow the rules when things happen! Especially for guys like you who have no ability to protect themselves, or who are...

Talk about guys who are not doing well. Later, the prison guard in charge of our cell 308 will come in for rounds and roll call. At that time, you will know what it means to look at things and do things, and to take care of things when they happen."

At this moment, there was a sound of wheels in the corridor outside the prison, like the rumble of a trolley. It sounded particularly harsh in the silent corridor, and from a distance, it seemed as if someone was being pushed directly in the direction of Cell 308.

.

"The beauty is here!"

"Haha! My idol is here."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that girl's two vaginas are so exciting..."

"That's right, you can watch it three times a day, even if you don't eat."

Bai Chi looked blankly at the excited discussions of several detainees around him, and his mind was a little confused. He thought to himself: Are there still women working in the detention center? It's unscientific.

He looked around him and saw that the wretched man squatting beside the general's building had piercing eyes. His mouth was dripping with water from the corner of his mouth, and a small patch of water stains had accumulated on the floor. He completely forgot that he had been kicked by Wu Zi just now.

He hesitated for a moment, then flew off the bunk and rushed towards the iron gate of the prison cell, shouting with a charming smile:

"Third Master, Third Master, I'll take the food, I'll come, I'll come..."

Wu Zi turned his head and was stunned for a moment, then shouted coldly:

"Forcing the criminal, you go back to the labor and management and do your best. You need to be beaten again, don't you?"

After speaking, he looked at the middle-aged man and said loudly:

"When the call comes, let's make a circle."

Upon hearing this, the wretched man quickly turned around and ran back to the General Building. When he passed by Bai Chi, he gave Bai Chi a fierce look with a pair of sinister eyes.

Bai Chi looked at all this in confusion, what does it mean? What kind of circumference? Bai Chi, who was thinking about it, was suddenly nudged by an elbow on his left side. When he looked up, he saw a handsome man about the same age as himself. At most, he was a handsome man.

About twenty years old.

"You? Is something wrong?"

The young man seemed a little shy, with a smile on his pretty face, and said friendly:

"It's okay, my name is Lu Zhigao. Is this your first time in the detention center? I'm telling you, calling on the clock means that the detention center is serving food. Calling on the circle means that the meal is ready. Everyone gathers around the board according to their positions.

Let’s form a group and I’ll sit down properly. You can just sit next to me later.”

Hearing Lu Zhigao's explanation, Bai Chi nodded, looked at Lu Zhigao gratefully, and said thank you in a low voice:

"Thanks."

Lu Zhigao didn't speak and nodded slightly. The moment he turned his head, Bai Chi didn't see a hint of smile flashing in Lu Zhigao's eyes.

"Idiot, come here." Wu Zi shouted.

Bai Chi was stunned, but he got up and walked off the bunk, walked barefoot to Wu Zi's side and stood there.

Wu Zi looked at Bai Chi and Lu Zhigao funny, the smile on his face faded, and he said

"In the house, everyone has to do something. Unless you are a wealthy person who can support our entire house, then you can sit in that position, second gear."

As he spoke, he pointed at the old man who had been reading the newspaper.

Then Takeko continued:

"You are now the latest new prisoner in our cell, so the task I give you is to pick up the food every day when the time comes. Well! You and Lu Zhigao do it together. You first see how he does it, starting at noon.

, you’re about to start, understand?”

The person on the second floor of Baichi Hall was startled for a moment, but he still nodded obediently. He couldn't protect himself here at all and could only accept the situation. But the strange thing was that some of the guys on the floor behind him showed very envious expressions.

And their eyes were all shining, like wolves.

"Damn, I'm so lucky, I can see beauties up close as soon as I come here."

"Don't talk nonsense, that was arranged by Third Master."

"Hmph! His hair isn't even fully grown, so what's the point?"

Listening to some of the discussions in confusion, Bai Chi panicked for no reason. At this moment, the rumble in the corridor of the prison cell suddenly stopped at the door of the prison cell.

"308, it's time to take the meal."

Following Wu Zi's instructions, Bai Chi quickly walked to the fence and squatted down. When he raised his head, he actually pressed against a soft thing. It was so soft and so big! And it also had a scratchy smell? Or milky smell? Bai Chi thought to himself

:

"The detention center is really weird. How come the steamed buns it makes have a scratchy smell?"

ps: Ballet has participated in the Urban Essay Contest and needs all kinds of support! This is the first time I’m speaking. If you like it, don’t be stingy. Wave your tickets high and knock me out! I really like being beaten.
Chapter completed!