"Don't be afraid of that guy, he's just a lunatic."

"Hey! Are you just doing it casually? Take action and smash his eggs!"

"Beat him! Beat him hard!"

The messy voices gathered from all sides. Skinny and Gao Liquan could not tell whether these words were said to him or to someone else? Skinny felt the courage from these words. He opened his mouth but said nothing. He just didn't know where the courage came from, and swung his right hand towards Gao Liquan's side cheek. Gao Liquan lowered his head slightly with a gloomy sneer, causing Skinny's fist to hit the hardest part of his forehead. This made everyone see that Skinny attacked him first, and he also had sufficient reasons to follow up.

"Call me? Then beat me again? Are you looking for death?"

Gao Liquan roared, grabbed the thin man's belt with his left hand, raised him horizontally and overhead, and then threw him heavily on the table. This power was too powerful, like a meteorite falling from the sky, hitting the entire table, hitting the spoons and plates nearby, and the leftover porridge in the soup bowl also splashed on many people. This immediately triggered a more intense battle. A prisoner with soup on his forehead howled and rushed from the opposite side of the table. Gao Liquan moved quickly, dragging the thin man who was lying on the dining table and moaning again, causing the fist flying from the opposite side to hit his face. The thin man suddenly burst out with a shocking howl, his cheeks broke open, and a lot of blood flowed along his skin to his clothes.

The situation changed a bit surprising. Just when Gao Liquan threw the poor injured man aside and wanted to jump over the dining table and teach the guy who dared to punch him a good lesson, he saw that Hawks had already taken a step forward and pulled the guy who stood on the dining table with one leg suddenly over. The two of them fell to the ground and rolled back and forth. Many people around were applauding, and there were also guys with flexible minds taking the opportunity to start a bet in the crowd and invited bets from the prisoners. Hawks had a very good style of playing, and he always spitted at his opponent. This extremely dirty weapon had an unexpected effect. Hawks quickly gained the upper hand, sitting on the opponent, punching him half to death.

After a while, five or six more people surrounded Gao Liquan and started fighting against Gao Liquan. God knows what the relationship between them and the thin man is. Maybe he is angry that his butt is beaten by others, or maybe he is disgusted with Gao Liquan's tough and savage manner. In short, the scene became more chaotic than before. A leading guy punched Gao Liquan on his chin. Gao Liquan did not dodge, but cleverly avoided most of the power according to the trend of the opponent's fist, then acted like he was knocked down by a heavy punch, rolled over, turned over the bar bench behind him, and got under the table.

This is the opportunity Gao Liquan has been waiting for.

The table blocked the sight of all the onlookers. Gao Liquan quickly grabbed a fallen fork under the table, stuffed it into his boots at an extremely agile speed, pulled his pants down a little, and covered the slightly longer fork handle with his trousers. He deliberately made a look of being beaten, covered the middle fist part with his hands, and rolled back and forth on the ground in great sorrow. About half a minute later, the armed guards finally woke up from the shock. They blew the sirens, waved the sticks in their hands, and rushed over to disperse the fighting crowd.

One of the guards pulled Gao Liquan hard from the ground, looked at him angrily for a few seconds, pushed him hard to the table, and roared at him: "Clean everything here. You damn troublemaker, you should be beaten to death by a whip and shouldn't give you food at all."

There were broken soup bowls and plates everywhere on the ground and table. The soup and porridge mixed into sticky objects that were not visible in their original color. And the bread, because it was too hard, remained in its inherent state.

"You'd better figure it out first, that guy got me first."

Gao Liquan muttered, his face full of resentment and resentment. He glared at the half-dead thin man who was lying not far away with him, then straightened up, knelt on the ground and picked up broken porcelain pieces, collecting all kinds of scattered tableware. While he was doing this, another guard pushed the dining cart over, took a metal basin from the frame, and asked him to throw all kinds of garbage into it.

"We all know what kind of character you are."

The armed guard holding the metal basin looked at Gao Liquan contemptuously: "This is not outside, it is impossible for you to let everything go. Regardless of whether the matter is caused by you or not, in short, you participated. So, you have no food to eat tonight. By the way, add that if you continue to do these hateful things, you will stay here for the rest of your life and starve to death."

Gao Liquan seemed to be frightened by the last sentence. He stood there thinking for a few seconds, and his extremely fierce face gradually showed a dejected expression. This change was so obvious that no one could see what was going on. Just when the expressions of the armed guards slightly eased, Gao Liquan put a lot of garbage into the basin, and said humbly: "Okay, I apologize for my reckless behavior just now. I, in the future, I will try my best to control my temper."

Standing beside him, he kept pointing his gun at Gao Liquan. The guards on guard were relieved, and moved the black gun away from him, nodding: "This is just like a prisoner! The prisoner should look like a prisoner. This is not a tourist resort, but also a tourist paradise."

"This guy is just a slut."

The guard standing behind the cart looked at Gao Liquan coldly, with a hint of sarcasm on his stereotypical face: "He is just a dog. If he gets hurt, he will be afraid of being beaten. If he gets hungry for a few more meals, he will never cause trouble for us again. You all see that as long as a piece of bread, he will become easy to train and very obedient! Hahahaha!"

All the armed guards began to burst into laughter.

Gao Liquan had no expression on his face, and his whole body looked gloomy and lost.

But in his heart, he was also laughing at these guys who were completely unaware of it.

"Who can laugh to the end is not sure! You damn bastards, I will surprise all of you and regret it!"

...

I got the fork. But this kind of thing is still just a kind of tableware and cannot be called a weapon at all.

It is very blunt and can only be used to deal with food. It poses almost minimal threat to people, and it can even be ignored. Gao Liquan carefully observed the hard-earned spoil in his hand. He had to polish a sharp edge of the fork. This needs to be done in the front and behind. In this way, it can be used as awl, or it can play the same role as a knife at critical moments.

This is a very hard and must be careful. Gao Liquan has never been like this now, and is deeply grateful to Hawks for the terrible snoring sound that is equivalent to an earthquake. God knows why this guy's sleep is so good? Maybe this guy is born to be a lazy pig. Gao Liquan spent several nights working secretly in private. The walls of the cell were hard granite, and he kept polishing the handle and front of the fork back and forth on the wall at night. When doing this, Gao Liquan seemed very careful and specially found a brick under the bed to avoid anyone accidentally seeing the dense scratches. The fork was very moving when he rubbed against the wall, but it was completely overwhelmed by the louder Hawks snoring. The guy's snoring was so terrifying that even the guards were unwilling to walk around the cell.

Perhaps, it is exactly the same saying: Everyone has their own strengths. It depends on how you discover and how you use them.

Gao Liquan was on the bed, leaning his body sideways, paying attention to the movement outside the door at any time, while pressing his hand on the long handle of the fork. This position has been ground into a sharp thorn, which is very suitable for piercing the throat, lungs, or trachea.

It took him more than a week to make the fork into the shape he wanted. Although this thing was small and crude, it was obviously turned into a very lethal weapon.

No one noticed the problem with the fork. Neither the kitchen nor the armed guards noticed that the quantity of the recycled tableware was inconsistent. Perhaps, they had never taken enough attention to this issue.

Gao Liquan began to turn his attention to other aspects.

The elevator was set up in the corridor on the side of the cell. Gao Liquan kept observing silently and found that most of the time, the elevator was parked at the bottom or top floor of the prison. Only when it was time to eat, exercise and bath, would stay at the level of the cell. At that time, there were always a large number of armed guards and other prisoners present. For a successful escape from prison, there were too many such people. Gao Liquan repeatedly warned himself that he had to find a way to get the guard to call the elevator at other times. It would be best if there were only one or two people on the scene. At the same time, he had to find ways to let them open the doors of other cells. Only when a large number of other prisoners appeared would the situation become chaotic and he would have more opportunities.

This is undoubtedly a very difficult thing.

In the next two months, Gao Liquan seemed to have become a different person. He was taciturn and no longer talked to others. He never talked to people during mealtime every day. When he was in the gym, although he would vent his anger towards the sandbag, he was very calm. Even if someone occasionally came to discuss changing hands and playing with sandbags, he always left silently.

He became increasingly terrifying. At least, to the prisoners.

Some people have thought about causing trouble for Gao Liquan. For example, the thin man and the prisoner whom he killed before. Similar things happened continuously over the past few months. Some were in the bathroom, some were in the gym, and some were when venting the air on the top floor of the prison. Gao Liquan was very smart. He always stayed in a position where the prison camera could be photographed, or could be seen by patrolling armed guards. Although the provocateurs also formulated a series of retaliation plans for him, they were always beaten to death by Gao Liquan on the spot, and there was enough evidence to show that he was definitely not provoking the party.

The guard Lasquez is not a fool. He pays great attention to evidence. Lasquez sees all the changes in Gao Liquan. The old guard did not think that he was a crazy murderer, and could understand the friction and hatred between prisoners. He did not treat Gao Liquan especially, nor did he let go of those guys who came to cause trouble. Over time, Gao Liquan became an extremely arrogant existence in Songcheng Prison. The armed guards no longer wary him, and the prisoners also neglected him, and no one even talked to him.

Marginalization is the result that Gao Liquan wants.

Only by making yourself invisible will no one notice your existence. This kind of thing is very common on the earth during peacetime. Taking a unit as an example, it is divided into two types of people: one is hardworking and willing to work, and the other is working hard every day and procrastinate and unwilling to do anything. Of course, leaders can indeed curb the latter by means of wages. But there are also smart people among lazy people. They always delay the work they hand in, and do a little casually if they really can't. Anyway, they are urgent

The person waiting to be the leader of the unit, not himself. Over and over again, the leader's temper and patience will no longer be left, and he will turn to others to leave these things. Whenever this happens, the lazy group will further differentiate. If it is a greedy and stupid lazy person, he will find the leader to quarrel for benefits such as overtime pay and bonuses, and finally leave a very deep impression on the leader's mind. In the end, not only will the various benefits not have your share, but will also bring you a series of terrible troubles such as laid-off.
Chapter completed!