Chapter Seventy-Two: Weapons

At breakfast time, Yang Yi habitually looked at the location of the boxing champion and his group.

The boxing king has not yet appeared, but the younger brothers under the boxing king looked very arrogant when they looked at Yang Yi again.

Two days ago, the boxing king's subordinates didn't dare to look at Yang Yi like this, although there were more of them and they looked more powerful, but when they looked at Yang Yi, they all restrained the fierce light in their eyes, but now, when they looked at Yang Yi, they did not hide their killing intent.

Sure enough, things are difficult, it seems that the boxing king is not only waiting for revenge, but also should have released his words, making his little brothers' waists straighten again.

Prison is a very realistic place, if you are powerful, others will be afraid of you, and if you win, you can maintain your status, but if you lose, and you lose to a young man who looks neither strong nor big, the status of the boxing champion will be difficult to protect.

So if you want to maintain your position, the boxing king must also teach Yang Yi a lesson, kill him at the worst, beat him to death at the lightest, in short, it is impossible to give up, and Yang Yi estimates that the only choice for the boxing king is to kill him and not just teach him a lesson.

After eating breakfast calmly, this time Yang Yi did not go to the wind, nor did he return to the cell, but changed into a one-piece overalls and prepared to clean up the garbage with Chris.

The prisoners who are able to work are all prisoners who do not have a long remaining sentence, that is, they will be released from prison soon, and since they are about to be released from prison, the possibility of any accidents while working is much lower.

Therefore, when the prisoners are working, there are no prison guards around them.

In other words, Yang Yi can do what he wants without the supervision of prison guards.

Cleaning and putting away the dishes is the job of the cleaner, Yang Yi does not need to clean, he just needs to follow Chris to sort out the garbage, and then burn or bury the garbage.

But no one bothered to sort the garbage at all, and their approach was simple: as long as it wasn't something that really didn't burn, like stones, they threw it all into the furnace.

There are thousands of inmates in the prison, and there are many prison guards, and the amount of garbage produced every day is very considerable.

Although the garbage incinerator in Pelican Bay Prison is also a regular garbage incinerator, the exhaust gas purification device such as dust removal and sulfur removal has been broken for a long time, and the smoke is directly discharged from the chimney.

Yang Yicai doesn't care if it will pollute the atmosphere, he comes to dispose of garbage, not just to get a job, to get a chance to take a bath.

Chris tosses a bag of garbage into the feed port, from which the waste undergoes a preliminary shredding before being sprayed with kerosene before being fed into the furnace.

Chris hadn't lit the fire yet, but Yang Yi opened the black garbage bags one by one, and after a glance inside, he continued to open the bags.

The bag was opened, and it could spill out when it was thrown into the inlet, and Chris had to clean it up, so Chris was a little dissatisfied, and he said loudly, "Hey, what are you doing?" If you don't need to open it, just throw it in and burn it. ”

Yang Yi ignored Chris, he opened the bag again, and finally found what he needed.

Looking at the slowly bag of drink bottles, Yang Yi couldn't help but whistle, and then he smiled at Chris: "Informers in prison can't survive, right?" ”

Chris was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "What do you want to do?" ”

Yang Yi shrugged, and then he continued to rummage through the garbage bags that filled the entire processing station for what he needed.

A branch pierced the garbage bag, revealing a long section, and Yang Yi, who was looking for it, lit up, and then he immediately opened the garbage bag with branches and took out all the branches that still had leaves inside.

Chris was silent for a moment, then whispered, "You're looking for something that can be used as a weapon, right?" ”

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Yes." ”

Yang Yi has already picked up more than a dozen branches, but the thickest is only the thickness of the index finger, and the thin one is the thickness of chopsticks, Chris looked at it twice, and couldn't help but say: "The branches are not good, you are wasting your efforts, this kind of branches are soft and brittle, you can't sharpen them as a weapon at all." ”

Just smiled, Yang Yi didn't explain Chris's question, and Chris looked at Yang Yi still continuing to rummage through things, and couldn't help but say, "You don't have to waste your efforts, it's impossible to send in the metal that can make weapons here." ”

Yang Yi really didn't find the metal container he needed, he straightened up and frowned, "I need a metal can, or plate, do you have such a thing?" ”

Chris's eyes couldn't help but fall on a square metal plate, but he immediately said, "No! It's absolutely not okay, the work is to be checked, and if you steal the tools then we're all done! ”

Yang Yi landed his eyes on the wall not far from the incinerator, where there were several tools, in addition to a long iron rod to turn the burning garbage, there were also two shovel-like things to clear the hearth, and one of the shovels was quite large, looking like a square-mouthed shovel.

If you want to reach into the furnace and turn the burning garbage, the tools with wooden handles will definitely not work, so the shovel handles are also made of iron, seeing the two shovels, Yang Yi exhaled and said with a smile: "Just have these, it's okay." ”

Chris said nervously, "No! Absolutely not! You can't take the tools out, if you have to, then I, I'......"

Yang Yi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to take the tools out here, okay, you keep working, I'll do my own thing, I'm sorry you have to do the work for me, but don't worry, I won't implicate you." ”

Finally, Yang Yi found two potato chip cones, which are the kind of paper packaging tubes used to hold potato chips.

Seeing the packaging bucket of potato chips, Yang Yi couldn't help but cheer, and then he said to Chris: "Okay, I found what I need." ”

Looking at the pile of things released around Yang Yi, Chris couldn't help but say, "What are you going to do?" What are you going to do? ”

Yang Yi shrugged his shoulders, then he picked up a drink bottle and smiled, "This is it." ”

Chris couldn't help but say, "Drink bottles? What does this do? ”

Yang Yi shook his head with a smile and said, "This is PE, it is polyethylene, who said that the weapon must be made of metal?" Since the handle of a toothbrush can be sharpened and used to stab people, then of course the drink bottle can also be used. ”

Chris's eyes widened and he said, "How do you stab people with drink bottles?" I understand! You're going to melt the bottle! ”

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Smart, I'm curious if no one has thought of this method before?" ”