Literally speaking, flying on a plane should be more uncomfortable than watching TV and raising goldfish.

As soon as Brother Kui finished speaking, Xiaoque and the other two people next to him looked extremely excited, as if they were gearing up, waiting for the order to take action.

What are they doing? What does flying mean?

In Shan Sihua's current memory, flying was a form of torture commonly used by the reactionaries before liberation. The method was extremely cruel, similar to splitting muscles and bones.

If you are flying like this, it is not a child's play for teenagers, and you may become disabled.

After all, this is a place for rehabilitation. Do Ying Kui and the others really dare to abuse lynching?

The stern looks cast by everyone showed very clearly that the answer was yes.

It seemed that Ying Kui was completely irritated.

Although she had made up her mind not to speak and to let them do whatever they wanted without fear, Shan Sihua couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat and trembling when she heard that they wanted to inflict torture like flying on her.

If I were disabled by them here, how would I go about my future life? How would I face my father, my mother, and my future life?

"What? Are you scared? It's too late to regret now." Ying Kui noticed Shan Sihua's strange behavior and added with a sneer: "You just need to tell us how to fuck that female classmate, let us have fun, and then we will do it."

My little brother, I promise not to be bullied by others."

When he said the last sentence, Ying Kui's head almost reached the roof.

Ying Kui's words once again touched the pain buried deep in Shan Sihua's heart. For some reason, whenever the language related to You Li was mentioned, Shan Sihua's blood would boil and his courage would rise.

At the same time, there was a voice shouting in my heart: You can't say it, you can't say it no matter what. You have already done something sorry for You Li, and you can't publicize this scandal again.

If they really dare to let themselves fly, just shout for help. I believe that the correctional officers will rush over when they hear the call.

Shan Sihua took heart and said boldly: "If you keep doing this, I will call for discipline."

It's strange to say. As soon as Shan Sihua finished speaking, Ying Kui and others lay back on the big bunk like a gust of wind, and assumed standard sleeping positions.

What's going on? Could it be that what you said has weight and makes them afraid?

Li Qiang, who had been standing next to him silently, pulled Shan Sihua, who was wondering, and quickly slipped back to the big shop and lay down.

A series of soft footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by two strong flashlights.

It turned out to be a correctional officer on night watch!

It finally appeared, no wonder Ying Kui and others gave up without saying a word. They thought that their words had an effect, but it turned out that the appearance of the night guard shocked Ying Kui and others' actions.

Shan Sihua shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and lay back in his seat. He thought to himself, tonight is over.

After work the next day, Li Qiang, who had received the gossip, quietly told Shan Sihua that through some connections between Ying Kui and the others, the night watch guard would come very late tonight. In other words, Ying Kui and others were planning to arrest him.

He made a big move against Shan Sihua.

Obviously, his lack of cooperation last night offended the new Cangba, which made him want to fix himself tonight and establish his prestige.

It seems that tonight is really a disaster!

The news about Li Qiang made Shan Sihua restless. He thought of going to the office several times to explain the situation to the prison guard, but he hesitated again when he thought of the routine formula.

After finishing the day's work uneasily, Shan Sihua finally arrived at the night he was worried about.

Shan Sihua had been lying on his innermost bunk for a long time, not saying a word and not daring to look outside. Despite this, Shan Sihua still felt layers of cold sweat dripping from his vest.

Ying Kui held a filter cigarette in his mouth. Surrounded by Xiaoque and others, he sat on the dragon's throne, puffing away smoke and glancing at Shan Sihua's back from time to time, with a confident smile on his face.

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He seemed to have seen Shan Sihua's painful expression on the plane, as well as the shrill screams from his heart.

Your baby will be released on medical parole tomorrow.

Ying Kui muttered proudly in his heart, patiently waiting for lights out.

When the time reached 21:09, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the prison room.

Shan Sihua was overjoyed when she heard this. Could it be that the warden came early to patrol the night and wanted everyone to sleep? That would be great, at least tonight everything would be safe again.

Ying Kui and others also looked surprised and looked sideways at the iron railing door.

As the footsteps approached, a young man wearing the same prison uniform and with the same shaved head appeared at the door of the prison cell and came into everyone's sight.

The correctional officer handed a bag of daily necessities to the new juvenile prisoner, read him the routine, then locked the iron door and left the prison cell.

It turned out to be a new prisoner. Shan Sihua turned around in disappointment, too lazy to care about it. He was still worried about the piece of gossip revealed by Li Qiang.

If the situation is true, he will be in trouble in more than half an hour. Shan Sihua was worried and continued to think hard about countermeasures.

"Excuse me, where is my position?" The voice came from the new boy.

Ying Kui and others resumed their previous conversation and ignored this question.

"Everyone, may I ask where the new arrival is?" The young man added immediately, his voice slightly raised, his tone neither humble nor overbearing, without any hint of timidity.

According to convention, the newcomer should sleep in his own place. Shan Sihua thought this way and turned to look at the new prisoner.

I saw the new boy standing in the center of the prison cell with a calm expression, his bright eyes casually scanning everyone, and finally locked on the strong Ying Kui.

Ying Kui frowned slightly, looked at the young man coldly, blew out a puff of smoke, and asked lazily: "Are you asking me?"

"My enemy, I'm just asking you." The young man replied seriously, his voice also cold.

Talking to Cang Ba in such a cold tone, this kid is in trouble. Shan Sihua looked at the boy's angular face with some worry, and couldn't help but secretly sweat for him.

Ying Kui stopped Xiaoque and the others who were about to have a fit with his eyes, walked up to the young man with his head raised, and said, "Do you know who I am?"

Facing Ying Kui, who was half a head taller than him, the young man showed no signs of the newcomer's restraint and calmly replied: "I know, you are the boss of this account."

"You know you're the boss, but you still dare to ask questions like this? Does your baby have itchy skin?" Xiaoque finally couldn't help but interjected.

"What's wrong with me? I didn't talk nonsense, why didn't you dare to ask?" The young man ignored the arrogance revealed by Xiaoque and others, and still replied unhurriedly, with a cold look in his eyes.

"""""""""""""""Please add "The Poor Boy's Road to Tycoon" to your collection.
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