It's Zhou Sen's turn.

Zhou Sen put the basin on the table.

"Are you Zhou Sen from Jiudaoguai?" The fat chef looked at Zhou Sen with disdain.

"Yes." Zhou Sen looked blank.

"I heard that you killed King Zuoxian with a woman?"

"Yes." Zhou Sen's face turned cold for a moment. If he heard some rumors, Zhou Sen could bear it, but he couldn't bear this kind of contempt that glared from nose to eye.

"You also killed a man named... named... with the help of two superpowers."

"Yu Wenshi." Zhou Sen's eyes were like daggers.

"That's right, Yu Wenshi... The stupid Huns are so hard to remember even their names... You're so fucking lucky that you managed to get here. This is the best training camp in Wuchao City...

Pfft...Eat it, I heard that Jiudaoguai Barracks often eats moldy food because of your request...Eat it!"

The fat chef didn't feel Zhou Sen's dagger-like eyes at all. He was talking to himself, picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of beef, put it into Zhou Sen's basin, and then vomited it out.

After taking a sip, he raised his face and finally saw Zhou Sen's murderous gaze.

"What, hehe, I want to kill someone!" The fat chef looked at Zhou Sen with a proud face. At this time, the chefs around him burst into laughter. The sound of laughter made the fat man feel more and more like a hero.

Amidst the laughter, Zhou Sen's fierce gaze slowly softened. Just when everyone thought Zhou Sen would choose to swallow his anger, a shocking scene appeared.

"Cough...poof..." Zhou Sen coughed up a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit it into the basin. He said to the fat man with a blank expression: "Eat this bowl of rice!"

The whole cafeteria suddenly became quiet.

Countless pairs of eyes fell on Zhou Sen's face. It was a calm face, looking like he was joking.

However, everyone knew that Zhou Sen was not joking, because a chill filled the cafeteria, as if a cold wind had swept through it, and people had an inexplicable shiver.

"Hahaha...you made me eat this rice...haha..." The fat man didn't know the danger, raised his neck and laughed.

"I say it again, eat him!" Zhou Sen said every word.

"Eat your mother..."

Before the fat man could curse, Zhou Sen stretched out his arms like lightning, opened his big hands, pressed down on the fat man's head, and pressed hard. There was a muffled "puff" sound, and the fat man's whole face was pressed against the rice. On top of the basin.

"Woooo..."

It was suffocatingly quiet in the cafeteria, and the only sound that could be heard was the fat man's voice. At this time, the fat man tried desperately to hold up his head with both hands, but the hand pressing on his head was like an iron vise. Clamp him so that he can't move at all.

At this time, some soldiers were eager to try, but were immediately stopped by the people around them.

The atmosphere in the entire cafeteria was extremely strange.

A chef ran out quietly...

The fat man's struggle became weaker and weaker, his limbs were twitching, and the atmosphere became more and more solemn. It was obvious that if Zhou Sen didn't let go, the fat man would suffocate to death.

However, Zhou Sen did not let go.

"If you agree to eat this meal, I will let go... Hey... you shouldn't be able to speak. If you agree to my suggestion, just slap the table with both hands." Zhou Sen's voice was calm, but as strong as steel.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

Under the threat of death, the fat man clapped his hands hard.

Finally, Zhou Sen let go of his iron-like grip.

"Your mother..." The fat man just raised his head and immediately cursed. However, he still didn't curse a word. The hand of death grabbed his head again like lightning. With a "pounce", the fat man's head fell again. It was pressed inside the rice bowl.

"Okay, I, Zhou Sen, am new here, so I'll give you a chance to eat, or not?"

Zhou Senji's five fingers clasped the fat man's head, and his calm gaze suddenly turned ferocious, like a ferocious beast that could rise up and hurt people at any time.

The soldiers who were closer to Zhou Sen noticed the ferocity emanating from Zhou Sen and subconsciously took a step back.

"Pa bang..."

This time, the fat man seemed to feel Zhou Sen's determination, and he slapped the table desperately to beg for mercy.

Zhou Sen let go of his hand and stared at the fat man with a pair of sharp eyes, his face covered with rice grains.

The fat man looked around for help, but to his despair, both the soldiers and the chefs remained silent. Only then did the fat man realize that he was in a cocoon, because the military discipline in this military camp was extremely strict, and those who fought would be immediately detained. There is no room for maneuver.

People felt that Zhou Sen's iron willpower would definitely lead to conflict with Zhou Sen if he forced his way forward.

For soldiers, confinement is not only a stain on their military career, but more importantly, it is an unbearable loneliness.

No one wants to risk imprisonment for a chef.

In the army, if you make a mistake, you would rather receive some corporal punishment or manual labor than be locked up in solitary confinement.

Under countless gazes, the fat man shed tears of humiliation and stuffed the spitted rice into his mouth one by one, vomiting while stuffing it...

Suddenly, the fat man's eyes lit up and he stopped eating.

At the door of the cafeteria, the instructor appeared. At this time, the instructor with a dark face and a serious expression became Fatty's savior. Although Fatty looked at the instructor, he did not dare to express anything and still had a look of fear on his face.

, for fear that Zhou Sen would suddenly press his head into the rice bowl.

The instructor strode towards Zhou Sen and soon walked to Zhou Sen's side.

"You don't have to eat it, but I promise, you will regret it!" Zhou Sen ignored the instructor beside him and said to the fat man indifferently.

The fat man still didn't eat, and looked at the instructor with pleading eyes.

"Zhou Sen!" the instructor shouted suddenly.

"Arrived!" Zhou Sen stood at attention, his face expressionless.

"Okay, that's good. You caused trouble on the first day of reporting today. Do you want to give me a showdown?" the instructor sneered.

"Master instructor, I am a soldier of the Han Empire. I shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending the country. As a soldier, I have a strong sense of honor and mission. However, today, just now, a chef actually appeared in front of everyone.

It is unbearable to spit into the food of an imperial soldier!" Zhou Sen looked at the instructor and said loudly.

"...Is this serious?" The instructor obviously didn't know the ins and outs of the matter, but Zhou Sen brought out the glory of the imperial soldier, and he had to pursue it.

"Master instructor, Zhou Sen swears as a soldier of the empire. If he lies in the slightest, he will be struck by thunder! Of course, if you still don't believe it, instructor, you can ask other soldiers and ask them to swear with the honor of soldiers. Then you will know.

The truth of the matter."

Zhou Sen's move forced all the soldiers to have no room for maneuver.

The instructor was not a dull person. He just took a look at the expressions on the faces of the surrounding soldiers and naturally knew that what Zhou Sen said was true.

"Well, even if you have a reason, do you know the rules of Huangpu Military Camp?"

"I don't know." Zhou Sen was very single.

"Private fights are strictly prohibited in Huangpu. Those who violate the order will at least be detained. Do you know the crime?"

"Zhou Sen violated military discipline and is willing to accept punishment."

"Okay, guard..."

"Sir, instructor, Zhou Sen is willing to accept punishment. However, this chef has offended the dignity of the military and must be severely punished..." Seeing two wolf-like guards approaching him, Zhou Sen said hurriedly.

"I know my own rules at this time, I don't need you to teach me." The instructor sneered.

"Master instructor, a man must be upright when doing things. That damn fat guy just promised to eat that bowl of rice, otherwise, I would have killed him long ago. Now, if he doesn't eat, he will break his promise and get fat. Zhou Sen refuses to accept it!"

"Hmph!" the instructor snorted coldly and motioned for the guards to take Zhou Sen away.

"Damn fat man, I'll carry it with you. I'll be back!" Zhou Sen didn't even struggle. When he was carried away by two guards, he just shouted fiercely at the fat chef.

"A bunch of trash!"

The instructor's face was ashen, he glanced at the distracted chef, then glared at the training soldiers, said a word, and walked away.

The instructor's words made all the soldiers in training change their expressions.

Zhou Sen was taken to the solitary room. When he entered the solitary room, everything on his body was searched.

The Qiankun Ring was not taken away because, during the search, Zhou Sen hid the Qiankun Ring under his tongue. All of Zhou Sen’s belongings were in the Qiankun Ring and he would never allow the Qiankun Ring to be taken away, even if it was

There is no need to hesitate to fight out of Huangpu.

"Go in!" Two guards kicked Zhou Sen into the dirty solitary room.

"Bang"

With a heavy sound, the thick, rusted iron door of the confinement room was closed. The strong impact knocked off the rusted iron foam on the iron door, filling the air with dust.

Before Zhou Sen could stand firmly, a stench hit his face.

With the faint light coming from the two ventilation holes no bigger than a fist above his head, Zhou Sen began to look at this legendary confinement room.

This is a small room of less than five square meters. There is a bed in the room. There are quilts and the like on the bed, which are wrapped in a ball. It looks like a pile of moldy bean dregs. You can smell the pungent mold from a distance.

Taste. The walls are made of blue bricks with some random carvings on them.

The messy symbols, in addition to some graphic "action movies", are some extremely exaggerated patterns and symbols to express emotions, the huge word "kill", and extremely impactful fighting scenes, which at first glance give

It's a thrilling feeling.

It seems that many "artists" have been imprisoned in this prison.
To be continued...