I run a prison in Marvel

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, a van stopped at the gate of Iron Shield Prison. Six men who looked about 50 years old got out of the van one after another. The one who walked at the front was Brian Mills.

John Zhou, who was waiting here, hurried forward to greet him.

"Is it Mr. Mills? I'm John Zhou, the deputy warden here. Mr. Xia is receiving friends upstairs and can't leave. Please ask me to meet him directly after I pick you up."

"Hello, Mr. Zhou, just call me Brian. You can lead the way."

Brian and his team arrived at the office area. Before entering the warden's office, they heard a slightly noisy voice talking about the Eiffel Tower and transnational gangs.

From the accent and rhythm, Brian knew the source of the croaking noise was a black man.

"Mr. Xia, Mr. Mills and the others are here."

"Brian, thank you very much for coming." Xia Yan, who was listening to Carter's bragging, almost jumped up from his chair as if he was awakened, and rushed to Brian in three steps at a time.

Brian and his colleagues are ostensibly a security company, and every employee has a legal gun license, and it is even easier to complete training from the Federal Bureau of Prisons.

Brian didn't say it, but Xia Yan knew that these people's true identities were all retired agents. If there was a prisoner riot or something, they would be much more effective than most prison guards.

Therefore, Xia Yan invited Brian and his colleagues to temporarily work as prison guards in Iron Shield Prison for a period of time, and gave them quite good remuneration.

Brian was interested in repaying Xia Yan's favor in France, and in his opinion, this job was simply more work and more money, so he agreed upon it after discussing it with his old colleagues.

After exchanging pleasantries, Xia Yan handed Brian and the other six to Naomi and asked them to discuss the details of the contract in detail, making sure not to let the Federal Bureau of Prisons find fault.

Xia Yan had made more than one phone call just now, and Carter was the second person he called.

As a veteran police officer, Carter knew many former police officers or professionals with relevant experience.

Carter was of course willing to help, and soon showed up in Xia Yan's office with eight big black men. Most of the eight men were former New York police officers.

This is enough for 14 people. As long as these 14 people can take up the job after completing the three-day training, the Federal Bureau of Prisons will not be able to raise issues regarding staffing.

Such a big thing happened in the prison. Xia Yan had to suspend his swordsmanship studies and called Master Feng to ask for leave. Master Feng expressed his understanding and politely said, "Call me if you need help."

Xia Yan knew that Master Feng was just a casual polite word, but the image of Master Feng slashing the troublemaking prisoners one by one came to his mind.

The problem facing Xia Yan now is how to survive these few days.Let's just say today, before lunch time was over, the prisoners had fully exchanged information. After learning that Iron Shield Prison was short of manpower, they were gearing up to cause trouble one by one.

It gradually escalated from insulting the prison guards to physically assaulting the prison guards. However, Xia Yan and the prison guards were angry. They must fight back forcefully when encountering these situations. If they show weakness on the first day, these prisoners will immediately kick their noses in the face.

Xia Yan and John Zhou also believed that these small conflicts should not be allowed to go unchecked.If these minor conflicts are not stopped, it is equivalent to giving more prisoners a signal that "I can cause trouble."

Sporadic small conflicts will evolve into more small conflicts, and then evolve into big conflicts. If someone continues to fish in troubled waters and cause trouble, it is likely to lead to vicious incidents in the end, including fights to death, attacks on prison guards, and escapes from prison.

So these little minions who were pushed out for testing were rewarded with confinement!

Of course, in order to ensure the safety of the prison guards, Xia Yan will activate the "Biuan Prison Suppression" at the right time to prevent the surrounding prisoners from getting in.

Even so, such small conflicts have not diminished. Some prisoners who usually have grudges feel that it is time to "retaliate if there is a grudge, and take revenge if there is a grudge."

So if there was a possibility of a conflict going too far that day, Xia Yan immediately rushed over and used the skill "Biuan Prison Suppression". After half a day, the penalty value was visibly reduced.

Xia Yan felt that he could not go on like this, and after much deliberation, he could only find one way.So at 9:[-] pm, all the gang bosses and lone ruthless men in Iron Shield Prison were invited to the playground.

The prison guards took these people to the playground and left one after another, leaving them alone in the dark playground.

click!

The dark playground was suddenly illuminated by searchlights as bright as day, and several grumpy people blurted out words starting with "M" and "F".

There are also some who are a little calmer, just blocking the light with their arms, trying to see the surrounding situation clearly.

The light of the searchlight gradually weakened, and everyone realized that the warden of Iron Shield Prison was standing directly in front of them. They suddenly felt shocked, "What is this guy going to do? He doesn't want to do something dirty, does he?"

I quickly looked around and saw that there was only one prison guard beside the warden.They suspected that there should be prison guards in the dark places where the lights could not shine, and that the strange weapons on the guard towers might be aimed at people like them.

Everyone just waited, but Xia Yan didn't seem to intend to speak first.

"Mr. Xia, did you call us out so late at night to go camping?" The first person to speak was the boss of the Italian prisoners in Iron Shield Prison. His iconic Italian hand gestures did not stop when he spoke.

Xia Yan felt that the atmosphere was enough, and said, "The request is very simple. Don't cause trouble these days."

"Then what good do we do?" the skinhead leader said.

Xia Yan: "I don't have to interfere with the business of you people in prison."

"This is not enough! Now the CCA is going to kill you!" The leader of the skinhead group had a tougher attitude.

"You are quite well-informed," Xia Yan was not surprised at all. "But if you take me down, this prison will be taken over by the CCA. You should know how they treat prisoners."

Xia Yan pointed his fingers at the CCA's evil deeds, "More crowded cells, the worst food, many people may be forced to do heavy work, and there is almost no medical services."

The boss of the skinhead gang: "Haha, you don't have to worry about this."

Xia Yan: "Has CCA already promised you something?"

"The conditions you gave are too low." A black gang boss spoke.

"The outdoor time can be increased to 2 hours, and a recreation room can be built with a computer, a TV, and all cable TV networks." Xia Yan made an attractive offer.

"Increase the frequency and duration of family visits, especially visits from girlfriends." The boss of one of the two black gangs suddenly spoke.

As soon as this proposal came out, most of the prisoners had a smile on their faces that all veterans would know. Many of them had gangs outside, and some were simply pushed out by gangs to take the blame.

Therefore, if gangs outside need to reward or appease them, they will hire some women to pretend to be their girlfriends to visit them. According to prison regulations, they must be given a separate room.

But there are also those who are not smiling. They don’t need girlfriends outside, because there are “girlfriends” in prison.

But these people discussed it for a while, and finally the leader of the skinhead group spoke on behalf of the group, saying, "It's not enough."

"Don't push yourself too far!" Xia Yan's tone turned cold.

"Now it's you begging us, not us begging you," the Italian gang boss interjected, waving his hands again.

Xia Yan looked at him and said, "The cafeteria can use another Italian chef."

"Ok?"

Xia Yan found that the Italian's eyes lit up!

Seeing that the Italian was so shaken, the others immediately held him down and gave him a serious warning.

"Let's do this. You will give me an answer after lunch tomorrow."

"Okay!" Most bosses agreed with this proposal.

Xia Yan asked the prison guards to send them back. From a distance, he could hear the Italians trying to convince others: "Italian food is really delicious!"

After the prisoners' representatives left, Lin Junfeng asked: "Mr. Xia, will you agree to their conditions?"

Xia Yan in the darkness showed a smile, "Of course not, this is just a delaying tactic."