Chapter eight hundred and eighty first prison forces
The imprisonment for three days is a punishment for Qin Yang.
Confinement is a very terrible thing for ordinary people, because closing a person in a dark and quiet room, without anything else, without anyone communicating with you, dead silence will make the confinement room like a grave. In such an environment, mental conditions are prone to problems.
For ordinary people, they would rather get a stick than go to confinement, but for practitioners, confinement is not so unbearable. After all, when practicing, it is always easy to enter the state of forgetting both things and self. In this state, time always passes very quickly.
Three days of confinement was just a small punishment for Qin Yang. After all, Qin Yang was forced to take action. The chief of the cell gave the newcomer a rule. Everyone knew from top to bottom, so no one sympathized with Wu Feng.
Just a king who succeeds and a bandit who fails.
Qin Yang did not take these three days of confinement seriously. He practiced in the dark room with peace of mind. The boundless silence made Qin Yang feel particularly effective when he practiced. He tried hard to hit the 19th acupoint, but unexpectedly it was achieved overnight and it was successfully broken.
Qin Yang returned to cell 386, and Zhang Zheng and others stood up from their bunk in a flash.
"Brother Yang."
Qin Yang smiled and nodded: "Don't be so polite. I am a newcomer and I don't understand a lot. Everyone is in the account, so help each other."
Zhang Zheng smiled and complimented: "Brother Yang, you are so amazing. The strength of the twenty-three acupoints in Wu Feng can't stand you at all!"
Qin Yang said modestly: "Just take advantage of the situation, if you fight seriously, you won't win so easily."
Zhang Zheng and others were aware of what Qin Yang said. It seemed that Qin Yang's combat power was higher than his strength level. After all, what he said was that winning might not be easy, but he didn't say that he couldn't win.
"By the way, Brother Yang, although Wu Feng's leg was broken, he had to stay in the hospital for at least one or two months, he was a vengeful person. If you broke his leg and left him with no face, he would definitely take revenge on you..."
Qin Yang nodded: "Wu Feng is not my opponent."
Zhang Zheng carefully reminded: "Yes, if you have real swords and guns, Wu Feng will definitely not be your opponent of Brother Yang. However, the relationship in this prison is complicated. Wu Feng is Lei Ming's younger brother. If you hit Wu Feng, Lei Ming might have to stand up for his younger brother..."
"Leiming?"
Qin Yang frowned: "What is the strength of this Lei Ming?"
"He is a master in the Great Achievement Realm. He has a irritable personality and a fighting spirit. He is a very famous leader here. He has many people under his command, and Wu Feng is one of them..."
Great realm?
Qin Yang suddenly had a headache. His current strength is not enough to withstand the Great Success Realm.
"Will Lei Ming definitely stand out for Wu Feng?"
Zhang Zheng shook his head: "That's not necessarily true, because so far, he has not released everything to deal with you, but I think you should be careful. If Lei Ming really wants to cause trouble for you, it is best not to be so impulsive when he is not sure about confronting them. After all, those guys are not good at it. If there is a conflict here, it is normal to get people into the hospital, and even kill people..."
"Beat to death?"
Qin Yang raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of being punished?"
Zhang Zheng explained: "There are usually two types of people who kill people. One is the person who is unable to be forced to take the blame. The other is the person who has no hope of getting out of here again. He is considered a person who gives up on himself. Here, unless he is a person who is extremely guilty, there will be no death penalty."
Qin Yang nodded: "Thank you for your advice, I will be careful."
At four o'clock in the afternoon, when the air was released every day, the iron doors of all rooms were automatically opened, and all prisoners walked outside, each with relaxed expressions, even talking and laughing.
Qin Yang also walked out with Zhang Zheng and others, and suddenly gained a lot of attention along the way.
"That kid is the new guy who beat Wu Feng up, right?"
"It's really strong enough, but here, with his little strength, it's probably difficult to make waves. Wu Feng is Lei Ming's man. Lei Ming won't stand by and watch the owner when he beats a dog..."
"Hehe, maybe there will be a good show later!"
"This guy Lei Ming is ruthless. Do you think that kid will be broken by his legs?"
Qin Yang listened to the surroundings and was stared at by various gazes, and his heart was slightly solemn.
If everyone has to pay attention to some rules when fighting outside, but here, everything is disguised and rules are torn apart, leaving only the naked jungle law, that is, the strong are respected, and whoever has a big fist will have the right to speak.
Everyone walked to the spacious square. Qin Yang glanced at it and saw hundreds of people in a dark area. However, the square was large enough that after hundreds of people scattered, it was not crowded at all.
Some people are playing basketball, some are playing table tennis, some are lying leisurely on the ground, and some are lying on the barbed wire to chat...
Zhang Zheng and others were naturally with Qin Yang, leaning against the steps in a corner. Here, there were also many people who did not participate in any sports, sitting leisurely on the stone steps and enjoying their daily leisure time.
Qin Yang glanced across the audience and looked at Zhang Zheng: "You have been here for a long time. Are there any famous or worthy of attention here? Well, I mean a powerful person, or I can't provoke..."
Zhang Zheng was obviously very familiar with these and quickly explained to Qin Yang: "Although this is a cultivator prison, most of them are still under the Great Advance Realm. If you can defeat Wu Feng, your strength is already in the middle and upper level. If it is not necessary, people with the Small Advance Realm will probably not provoke you."
"There are not many people above the Dacheng Realm, and there are probably less than fifty people. Although these people are strong, most of them practice with peace of mind and follow the rules. They all have the attitude of not offending me and not offending others. However, some people have become kings and formed several forces."
"Do you see the burly middle-aged man under the basketball stake in the front left? He is Ray Ban, nicknamed Grenade, and has a wave of people under his command. He is the number one person here... There is also the bald man with a tattoo on the neck of the table tennis table, named Zhou Heng, nicknamed Poison Scorpion, and his strength is also great. He is another person, and he has a bad relationship with Ray Ban, and the two are rivals..."
"The fat man leaned against the railing on the iron net, named Wu Jun, nicknamed Crazy Wolf. This nickname comes from the fact that he once bit a bloody bit when he was crazy, as if he had been bitten by a wolf... Now the more powerful people in the prison are these three people. Apart from these people, of course, there are many people who don't look arrogant but can never be messed with..."
Qin Yang's eyes swept over a group of people not far away. An old man was sitting leisurely on a stone table. In front of him, there was a pair of Go. He was holding a piece of chess piece and thinking. Behind him, a middle-aged man who was obviously his little brother stood, coldly scanning the people around him.
There was no one on the opposite side of the old man, and the old man was obviously playing chess with him.
Chapter completed!