Quickly wear! Bind to the scumbag transformation system

Is this the warden? He is clearly a beautiful boy!

Qin Yang's heart itched, but he suddenly missed the complex expression that flashed across Gong Shaoqin's eyes. Soon, the baton hit him hard on the back, and he groaned in pain. Ning Gang walked up to him and whispered in his ear:

"Don't think you have any special privileges just because you were sent by the military. If you dare to break the rules again, I will kill you."

Qin Yang clenched his hands, lowered his head and said nothing. He understood that when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. He didn't want to take action unless it was absolutely necessary. The noise he caused was too loud and it would be difficult for him to escape.

He made a deep note of Ning Gang in his heart. As long as he hadn't offended Qin Yang, he could still live comfortably. Just wait.

The cold and resolute tone of the man on the stage slowly soothed the pain in Qin Yang's heart. Even after entering the prison cell, he was still thinking about the man's appearance. He was like a piece of cake in his heart.

Tsk...especially that cold look, it must be absolutely beautiful when it blooms.

"Qin Yang, Qin Yang, what are you thinking about?"

Qin Yang came back to his senses and saw Zhou Yao waving in front of him. He was slightly surprised: "So you and I are sharing a piece."

The dormitory room is four square meters, with iron bunk beds and a retractable iron grille door, so there is no privacy at all.

Zhou Yao said to him happily: "Well, I'm really glad it's you."

After saying this, I felt that there was ambiguity, and hurriedly explained with a red face:

"I, I mean, you don't look at me like the other prisoners, there's no lust in your eyes like they do."

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows. Zhou Yao looked good, handsome. After coming ashore, mermaids had to mate every three days to maintain their human form. If he hadn't seen Gong Shaoyun, he would have planned to find someone to mate with first, but now...

Qin Yang skipped this topic and asked him:

"I'm curious, why did you say on your way here that the warden was a former legend of the empire, and what happened to his legs?"

Zhou Yao wanted to make friends with Qin Yang. He had seen Qin Yang's muscular body in the bathhouse before and thought that he must be quite skilled.

Zhou Yao wanted to find a backer in prison, so he pulled him to sit in front of the bed, looked outside the door and saw that there was no one, and started to talk:

"That's right. You know the two great noble families that are on par with the empire and the royal family, the Gong family and the Mu family?"

Qin Yang didn't want to be a fool who knew nothing, so he could only pretend to understand and nodded. Zhou Yao continued:

"This warden is the leader of the younger generation of the Gong family and the most outstanding graduate of the Imperial Military Academy. He originally had a bright future, but five years ago, he was injured during the battle against the Demuron Empire and his legs became disabled.

But even so, he was promoted to the rank of Imperial General. He could have been an official in the imperial capital, but he and the monarch volunteered to come here to serve as the warden.

After he came, I heard that there were no more gang fights or even bloodshed among the prisoners in Mossenburg Prison, and everyone was afraid of him."

Afraid of him?

It can be imagined that Gong Shaoqun must have a very strong wrist to be able to subdue so many vicious criminals and turn them into little lambs. Qin Yang couldn't help but wonder, what did he look like at that time? Was he still so handsome?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou Yao hesitated and tried to ask for his protection:

"Brother Qin, you know that I can't survive in prison with my small body. Can you protect me?"

Qin Yang felt that more friends meant more paths. He didn't know much about this world yet, so it would be great to have someone to answer his questions. This was a good deal. He was about to agree when two police inspectors suddenly came over from outside the iron fence and said sternly:

"Qin Yang, the warden is looking for you"

As soon as these words came out, the prisoners on the other side of the room started knocking on the iron bars with their tooth cups, making all kinds of strange noises, as if they were gloating over someone else's misfortune.

How could someone be so miserable as to offend the warden on the first day.

Zhou Yao quickly stood up from the bed and pressed himself against the wall. Although he felt sorry, he really didn't dare to have anything to do with Qin Yang at this time.

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows, but didn't care. He followed the two police inspectors out and came to the office building opposite the lawn today.

Although the exterior of the building is earth-gray, I didn't expect it to be so luxurious inside. Even the carpet under my feet has a fragrance. This person really knows how to enjoy life.

Taking the elevator to the warden's office on the fifth floor, the superintendent straightened his clothes and knocked on the door three times:

"Warden, Qin Yang is here..."

A cold voice came from inside: "Let him in"

Two police inspectors stood on both sides of the door. Qin Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, grasped the door handle and opened the door.

The office was very large. Qin Yang looked around and walked into the inner room. He saw Gong Shaoqun sitting behind the desk signing. The two of them were sitting and standing, and no one spoke for a long time.

After a while, Gong Shaoqun put down his pen, looked up at Qin Yang coldly and said, "You are very brave."

Not really.

Qin Yang still remembered how he was frightened by sea beasts at the bottom of the sea when he first came to this world. He couldn't help but smile.

Gong Shaoqin narrowed his eyes and looked at his face carefully:

"I'll give you a chance. Tell me, who sent you here?"

Qin Yang was puzzled:

"Instigator? He was caught, okay? I just stole two steamed buns, it's not such a serious crime. And it was the boss who scolded me first, so you can't blame me entirely."

A fierce look flashed across Gong Shaoyun's eyes. He casually picked up the long whip on the side of the wheelchair and swung it over, his whole body filled with hostility:

"Don't play dumb. If you don't tell me the truth, I will destroy your face and let the person behind you see how I treat fakes."

Qin Yang covered his neck in pain, looked at his hand full of blood mixed with flesh, took a breath of cold air, and looked at him in disbelief:

"Fuck you, you just beat me up, no martial ethics at all"

After saying that, he felt stupid again. The whole territory belonged to someone else, so why did he bring up his old street tricks? He quickly changed to something more satisfying:

"Don't go too far, or I'll punish you in bed."

As soon as these words came out, Gong Shaoqun lowered his eyebrows gloomily: "Sure enough, that person has this purpose, he underestimates me too much"

Qin Yang was confused, but he also vaguely knew that he had been victimized. The reason for coming in was definitely not as simple as two steamed buns, fuck.

Just as he was about to ask, he heard Gong Shaoqin's cold voice ordering the person outside the door:

"Come here, put him in solitary confinement for two days, and don't allow him to eat or drink."

Qin Yang was taken out without even having a chance to defend himself. Damn, what kind of look was that in his eyes? He was attracted by a small hot pepper, oh no, a chili pepper.

It’s so spicy!

Time passed very slowly in the dark confinement room. One could not even see his fingers when he stretched out his hand. This was really a psychological torture for someone as active as Qin Yang.

He gradually forgot the pain in his neck and instead kept rubbing his neck, trying to feel the pain so as not to lose his five senses.

Fortunately, it was two days. Most of the time he would have turned back into a mermaid. That would have been bad.

Isn't he stranded?

What supported him through the past two days was a firm belief. He wanted to vent his anger and beat that man to a pulp...