Chapter 440: Close Confinement
At this moment, except for the wailing niggers on the ground, no one dared to walk around at will, and no one made any noise. The whole scene became cold.
In the prison duty room, Jack and Frank had sat down safely. They lit a cigar and were ready to watch a good show.
Jack looked at the surveillance footage and said, "This kid actually walked towards the black area stupidly. It seems that it was the first time he went to prison. He suffered a lot."
The scene of Mu Yang slapping provocative Daniels came from the monitor, and he slapped the pretty strong Daniels in the corner with a slap. His movements were straightforward.
Frank said excitedly, "Haha, that kid actually took action, he was dead." Frank said, squirting out a cigar.
The newcomer was admitted to prison and dared to act at will. Jack and Frank knew that this new guy was dead.
"Look, I've surrounded me, I'm going to fight together, Frank, I want to change the bet. I think this guy will not break three bones, but thirty." Jack said.
"It's too late Jack." Frank smiled proudly.
However, what happened next seemed to have exceeded their expectations, or it had exceeded their imagination. The Mexican boy actually defeated all the black people alone.
Oh my God, something big is going to happen.
Frank and Jack had long been no longer in the mood to watch the show. They sounded the alarm, turned on the megaphone in the 19th cell, and shouted loudly into it: "Stop the fight quickly, Kane and the new boy, all stood by the wall, all stood by the wall."
Hearing the sound from the megaphone, Kane felt relieved. He knew that he could not beat the boy in front of him, and the gap was very big. After all, even Kane, who was tall and strong, had practiced boxing, could not hit more than 30 people. He could even beat people away.
He was afraid, indeed, he felt that there was a sharp murderous aura in the eyes of the boy opposite him. It made him shudder, and he had lost the courage to take action.
Kane obediently laid his hand on the wall, muttering in his heart, what is the origin of the new boy, which makes him, the veteran of fighting, tremble in his heart.
A team of policemen in explosion-proof clothes rushed into the cell. Everyone stood obediently by the wall, otherwise they would be a baton. The cell director looked at the niggers who were lying on the ground with a cold face, on the bed and on the iron racks, with cold faces.
"Take all the injured guys to the infirmary." Then he came to Kane and Muyang and said, "This is a prison. I have the final say. All the people who make trouble will be punished. Kane, you must be imprisoned for three days."
Kane shook his head and wanted to say something. But in the end he didn't dare to say it.
The chief of the cell looked at Mu Yang again, "Alfred Lomas, I remember your name now. This is not St. Quentin Prison. If you dare to make trouble here, I don't mind letting you taste my power."
It seems that everyone here knows Mu Yang's reputation as beating the prison guard.
After the chief of the cell said, he said to the prison guard beside him: "Closed him in the confinement room for 5 days."
Confinement is not a fun thing. In a small room that is only four square meters in size. There is no light, only a little light revealed from the crack of the door. Except for the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground that the prison guards occasionally remembered when they were patrolling, everything was so quiet.
There is no bed here. There is no other facilities except a toilet. You can only sit on the ground and you want to lie down without even stretching your legs.
No one can communicate, it is like being locked in a box. If you can't feel the passage of time, this endless loneliness will make a person crazy. Many people would rather be beaten than be locked in a confinement room.
The 5-day confinement period is definitely a particularly severe punishment. Someone once was imprisoned for five days, but after he came out, he was afraid to look up and recognize others. This feeling will drive someone crazy.
Mu Yang entered the system task space as soon as possible.
In Malmo Manor, Mu Yang was taking a bubble bath comfortably. He lay beside the bathtub, and Xia Kejun was wearing a white bathrobe, with his hair tied up high, squatting beside the bathtub, holding a bath towel and gently rubbing his back.
This bathroom was specially built in Muyang. The room is more than 20 square meters and the bathhouse is seven or eight square meters, which is enough for more than a dozen people to take a bath inside.
Taking a bath is Mu Yang’s favorite. In fact, Mu Yang has a little obsession with cleanliness, so he pays special attention to taking a bath. He thinks taking a bath is a kind of enjoyment and can relax the most.
"Master, all the flower seeds have been planted on the newly purchased land. We will have two thousand acres of flower fields next year, but I am a little worried." Xia Kejun said.
Mu Yang lay beside the bathing pool, enjoying Xia Kejun's service with his eyes closed, and murmured, "What are you worried about?"
"We have invested more manpower and land this year. I am afraid that we will not be able to sell the roses we planted too many times." Xia Kejun said.
Mu Yang's hand was silly inserted into the hem of the bathrobe and said, "Do you like to do these things?"
"Of course I like it."
"Yes, we planted flowers because we liked them, and finally thought we could sell some to avoid wasting them. So you do this business. Kejun, our money is enough for us to squander and make money at will, not your job."
"Even if those flowers cannot be sold in the end, can't we see them ourselves? Our original idea was to build a rose manor, we have already achieved our wish, right?"
"But I want to do it as a career. Actually, I really like to have the feeling of doing things." Xia Kejun said, grabbing the big hand that was causing trouble.
Mu Yang said, "That's simple. If you have me giving you advice, you will definitely be able to get it."
Xia Kejun asked with bright eyes: "I knew the master had a way, so teach me quickly."
Although Mu Yang did not study economics, he still understood some of these things because he heard and saw them.
"Recruiting sales teams, establishing transportation systems, opening flower shops in major cities, establishing brands, and establishing a cultivation team to systematically and scientifically our rose breeding technology, and establishing rose estates around the world, so that sales are convenient." Mu Yang said.
Although it was just a few simple sentences, there were too many things involved, and Xia Kejun couldn't understand it for a while.
"Master, tell me in detail." Xia Kejun pushed Mu Yang's shoulder and said, using the little coquettish method.
Mu Yang hugged Xia Kejun's slender waist, pulled her into the pool, pulled open the lace of the bathrobe, and instantly Xia Kejun turned into a little Aries.
Chapter completed!