Interstellar Prison Development Report

As a prison, especially a men's prison, there must be several places where rapes occur.

Picking up soap is a must in every prison, but since each room is equipped with a bathroom and provides 24-hour hot water, objective conditions do not allow it, so the prisoners in Ramlat star are used to living in the open air.

That is to say, playing field battles.

Ever since, every corner of the activity room and the laundry room have become the best places for trysts and unilateral violence.

In the interstellar prison, the activity room is also a dangerous place.

Cheng Lei carefully walked around the table tennis table. A hulk was pressing a horse-faced star on the table tennis table. The horse-faced star's pants had been taken off to his ankles. The miserable horse cries kept ringing, intermittently during the intense action.

And the reason for all this is just because he just wanted to pick up a ping pong ball.

When there is no bathroom, so that the popular people with strong foundations have no soap to pick up, all objects that cannot escape the action of gravity can be regarded as soap.

The octopus opened its big pure eyes, pointed at the ping-pong table covered by the mosaic in the tone of a kid who was taken by his parents to an amusement park, "Look, this is a ping-pong table, Interstellar respects the ancient earth culture very much, and table tennis is spread all over the interstellar, how about it, little sheep, do you have a feeling of hometown.”

Dino, are you innocent or really innocent? ! ! !How did you ignore the very discordant violent deep contact movement on the stage? ? ?

I'm sorry for the feeling of hometown, I really don't have it, the feeling of wanting to grow a needle's eye is everywhere! ! !

Cheng Lei silently swallowed a mouthful of blood. Just now, he accidentally saw the Hulk's thing. I don't know if the horse-faced man will live or not, but the delicate and flowery earthlings will definitely die.

Eight deaths are enough! !On the earth, black people are not so lethal! !

Ask how deep the chrysanthemum is, and the mallet represents my heart! !

Thinking about my own identity setting, I always feel that it is still too late to commit suicide.

Seemingly seeing Cheng Lei's inner race of alpacas, the caring Octopus said to him very relaxedly, "Don't worry, that kind of thing won't happen to us."

Cheng Lei seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming, he turned his head suddenly, his eyes were shining, "Really?!"

Frightened by his bright eyes, Dino shrank his neck, "Although there are many brutal prisoners, they won't be interested in those like us who are weak at first sight."

"Oh?" I'm not interested, it's the first time I'm glad I'm a weak chicken.

A kind voice sounded:

"Because people in the prison respect the strong, as long as they don't take the initiative to provoke, the strong will generally ignore people like you...uh... waste materials, although they will bully occasionally, but generally not fatal, So whatever happens, just bear with it as much as you can.”

For the first time, Cheng Lei felt that being a waste material is also a good thing.Still, the voice is. . . .

Cheng Lei turned his head, "Wen Sen!" He tapped his right foot on the ground lightly, like a light swallow, flew towards him, hugging Wen Sen's big belly, "I miss you to death."

"Cheng, I miss you too." Vincent replied, "How are you doing?"

"Not bad." Regardless of whether the original intention was to commemorate the poor Habar who died unexpectedly, Vincent's actions to protect him later were sincere, and the friendship was genuine.Cheng Lei misses his inmates who have protected him countless times in the past two months.

"Hey baby, do you miss me?" It was clearly a thin and childish voice, but the language was very frivolous, this familiar sense of disobedience...

Cheng Lei's chrysanthemum tightened, "Pervert, get out of here?"

Tang En didn't answer him, but turned around around him, sniffling, "The attractive smell is gone, what a pity."

Tang En knew his identity as a pure-blooded earthling, and Cheng Lei became alert, "What do you want to do?"

Tang En chuckled, "Baby, what are you afraid of? Naturally, I won't reveal your identity. I don't want everyone in the prison to come and rob you."

Cheng Lei felt a little relieved.But that feeling of being locked in doesn't diminish much.

If the two months on the spaceship were hell, then Tang En was the biggest devil.

Although Wen Sen couldn't win because of his protection, Cheng Lei would never forget the scene where he was making obscene noises against other prisoners while looking at him with obscene eyes that seemed to lick his whole body.

Wen Sen knows what Cheng Lei is afraid of, but there are some things he can't do in the Interstellar Prison, "Little guy, exercise well and be careful in doing things. There are some things in the prison that you can only rely on yourself."

Cheng Lei resisted the urge to cry, "I know, thank you."

The time for venting is almost over, Wen Sen whispered into Cheng Lei's ear, "I know your ancient Chinese skills, try not to use them unless you have to, there are too many strong people in the prison, and it will be harmful to you if you expose them. No good."

Cheng Lei burst into tears, "Got it."

Vincent patted his head lovingly, "It's almost the end of the wind time, I'll go back first."

Cheng Lei waved his little hand, "Goodbye."

Wen Sen smiled, turned around and walked towards the elevator. Tang En looked at him with a half-smile, and followed Wen Sen to leave.

On the way back, Dino kept asking what "that fat man just now" had whispered to Cheng Lei, but Cheng Lei kept talking about him.

It seemed that he was avoiding this topic, and Dino was also very interested, so he stopped asking, and the two began to discuss the hidden rules of Ramlat Star.

After all, Star Ramlat is the place where the most ferocious criminals are held. It is not without reason that it causes chaos in the interstellar world but is useless in prisons. Criminals who are extremely pursuing force value have formed their own class.

As the bottom of the class, those prisoners who are not strong enough to protect themselves are both the oppressed and the protected, and they do not bully the weak at will, which has formed a customary rule here.

Until he returned to 608, Cheng Lei greeted his roommates cheerfully, entered the room and handed the food to Lulu, and then lay on the bed tiredly, facing the wall to sleep.

Lulu held the meal and looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong with the little sheep?" He was obviously very happy before going out.

Dino's collar shook, "I showed him the ping-pong table, and it became like this... It was fine before, so I guess I might be homesick."

"That..." Cifeng interjected weakly: "You ignored the violence on the table tennis table..."

Dino shrugged: "I didn't see any major reactions from him when he dug his heart. There's nothing to be surprised about such a small thing."

"It's really nothing!!" Lulu rubbed her chin, "Maybe it's because I saw the ping-pong table and felt homesick?"

Jifeng, "..."

Lulu pursed her lips, "Fragile earthlings."

Cifeng: What about your outlook on life? ? ?What about your values? ?Isn't that kind of violence more heinous than pure violence! ! !

Also, Cheng Xiaoyang wasn't unresponsive when he dug his heart, but was petrified! ! !

Didn't you see that he went to the toilet ten times in half an hour after he came back? ? ! !

Cheng Lei heard the roommate's guess clearly, and he wanted to vomit blood again.

But when I saw Tang En today, I remembered what happened on the spaceship again. It was an experience I never wanted to experience again in my life.

He's not a lamb, never was.

He's never been easy to bully (at least on 21st century Earth), and the 20 sports tricks didn't come to him for nothing.Cheng Lei's father is a martial arts coach and works in the national martial arts team. He has been beaten back and forth as if he were not his own son since he was a child.Grandpa was the imperial bodyguard of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, fearing that his kung fu would be lost, he passed it on to Cheng Lei.

So in the past, Cheng Lei was said to be a little sheep?How can it be! !

But now, in all kinds of cruel and tough interstellar prisons, it is too tenacious to say that he is a helpless grass.

But this does not mean that rabbits will not bite people. During the two-month flight, no matter how Vincent protected him, it was impossible for him to be flawless. Vincent found out and came to the rescue.

But there are still times when you can't find it.

Even though it wasn't a human being killed, the taste of killing was not pleasant.

What is even more uncomfortable is the guilt and guilt of having to kill someone in order to survive.

Cheng Lei was very scared when he killed the man for the first time, so scared that his hands shaking with the bloody dagger.

I'm protecting myself, he told himself.

Wen Sen was actually a very gentle uncle in front of the interstellar people in the non-food range. He saw the corpses piled up in the corner, but he didn't say anything, he just helped Cheng Lei deal with it.Others just thought that Vincent, the overlord on the spaceship, had added another dish to his dinner.

Although Tang En was lustful, he rarely killed people. Of the more than ten prisoners who disappeared on the spaceship, three of them died quietly in the hands of Cheng Lei.No one knows except Vincent.

The three prisoners never dreamed that they would die in the hands of a hopelessly weak waste material as they roamed freely in the interstellar world.

Cheng Lei knew that the three successes were all due to the opponent's defenselessness and his own surprise. If it was really a one-on-one battle, he would lose his skin if he didn't die.

And the protection policy for the weak in the prison today let Cheng Lei know that although there is an invisible protection system for the weak like him in the prison, it is just a consensus formed by everyone. Even if someone breaks this system, no one will Raise objections.

In this prison, fighting is as common as eating, just look at the performance of the people in the dining room and activity room.

Therefore, I must not reveal the fact that I know kung fu. Once others think that my combat value has broken through that horizontal line, then I am not strong enough, and I will only be slaughtered like meat on a dinner plate.

So protect yourself from being discovered.

If you want to live, you have to pretend to be a grandson all your life. Cheng Lei has no objection to this cognition.After all, the prison has good food and good housing, and there is no pressure in life. Except that there are no girls and no freedom, everything is very comfortable.

Well, he has to be a person with no big ambitions, hiding his strength is just to save his life in a critical moment, the difference in physical fitness and species has already doomed Cheng Lei not to be a strong man in the prison.

Thinking about it this way, the unhappiness in my heart dissipated a lot immediately! !

There is no pressure to adapt to eating and waiting to die (^O^).

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