When he walked out of the garbage disposal room, Yang Yi had a smile on his face.

Now Yang Yi has a triangular pyramid pinned to his waist, which is thirty centimeters long, has a long enough grip, and a long enough part to pierce into a fatal vital point to kill with a single blow, and it is also easy to carry and hide.

Thirty centimeters is a very appropriate number, because after research, about thirty centimeters is the most suitable length for a saber.

In addition to a handful of plastic thorns, Yang Yi also has a plastic stick on his waist, about sixty centimeters long, the grip is appropriately thickened, the diameter of the stick is about two centimeters, and it is inconvenient to hide no matter how thick it is, but the special thing about this stick is that the top is shaped like a spoon.

This is the shape of the top of the stick, but Yang Yi took a lot of effort to pinch it out, in fact, it is not accurate to say that the spoon is like a fist-sized jar, that is, the mouth is small and the belly is big.

Why leave a jar-like shape in front of the stick, of course, to increase the power.

The flexibility of the plastic stick is definitely enough, but the weight is too light, and the weight is too light as a blunt weapon to have no lethality, and the situation Yang Yi is facing is likely to be life and death with his hands, and he can only beat people very painfully, but it is better not to use a weapon that cannot be fatal.

So Yang Yi's stick can be extended, as long as he can find a suitable weight to put in that fist-sized jar, the power can be multiplied, and this heavy object can be a lot of things, such as stones, cement blocks, even sand, stones, if it is iron sand or something, it would be better.

It doesn't matter what material it is, the key is that it can fit in.

So on the way back, Yang Yi would pick up anything that could add weight, such as stones.

There are no large stones in the prison, not even stones bigger than eggs, but stones smaller than the tip of your fingers can be easily found, if not everywhere.

When Yang Yi returned to his cell, it was only after dark that Yang Yi took off the plastic stick he had hidden around his waist.

While the plastic was still soft, Yang Yi bent the stick into an arc, and after cooling, it was fixed into a curved stick, but now take it out, find something and press it casually, the plastic stick can be straightened, even if it is not very straight, it doesn't matter, it can smash people, and it is not a handicraft.

took out the stones in his pocket and put them all into the jar at the end of the stick, and then Yang Yi casually plugged the mouth with a piece of cloth torn off the sheets, and wrapped the ball with cloth throughout it, so that the stones inside would not be spilled.

It was only wrapped in two layers of cloth, which had no effect on a blunt weapon that relied on its weight to hurt people, but Yang Yi had now obtained a war hammer, which was simple but deadly enough.

After slamming the plastic hammer a few times in the house, Yang Yi was still very satisfied, anyone with such a head hit, even if he couldn't kill someone, he would definitely be smashed.

When Yang Yi experimented with his new weapon, Chris was silent, even when Yang Yi was making weapons during the day, Chris only said a few words at the beginning, and then it was completely like he couldn't see it, even if he had to take on the workload of the two people, he didn't complain.

Informers in prison can't survive, Yang Yi knows this, so he is not afraid of Chris's informants, but now, Yang Yi is a little embarrassed.

"If something happens, will you be okay?"

Yang Yi asked in a low voice, and Chris waited for a while before he whispered, "Are you asking me?" ”

"Yes."

"Normally, it's fine."

Yang Yi sighed and said, "That's good, I don't want to bother you." ”

Chris couldn't help but say, "What do you think will happen?" ”

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Do you still need to ask?" The king will definitely look for me, and I'm going to fight back, so one of the two of us is going to have to die. ”

Chris was silent for a moment, then he whispered, "How the hell did you survive in the confinement cell?" Did someone send you something or talk to you or something to help you get through the week? I've been in confinement and it's hard for me to believe that anyone can stay in there for a week and be fine. ”

Yang Yi smiled: "No one helped me, as for how I survived, you won't understand, I can only say that people are different." ”

Chris was silent for a moment, then he whispered, "You'll go back to the garbage room later, and we won't work together, if you really ...... What did you do, can you not say that you made a weapon when you were with me? ”

"Of course, don't worry, I won't implicate you."

Yang Yi was a little tired, and he had lost interest in talking to Chris, so he quickly said, "Sleep, good night." ”

Yang Yi had a dream, he dreamed that he was punched in the head by the boxing king's sneer, and when he woke up from his sleep, he found that he was already soaked with sweat.

The pressure brought by the boxing champion is too great, and it must be resolved as soon as possible.

Yang Yi didn't come to fight with a prison bully, he felt that the boxing king was not worthy of blocking his footsteps, but the boxing king just blocked his footsteps, and what else could he do.

After sitting on the bed for a long time, Yang Yi couldn't think of any way to quickly solve the dilemma, unless he killed the boxing king, but he was not sure that he could kill the boxing king at all.

After the bell rang, Yang Yi stopped thinking with some annoyance.

Hiding the triangular pyramid that had just been made on his body, Yang Yi came to the cafeteria with many prisoners.

As soon as he entered the cafeteria, Yang Yi habitually looked at the position where the boxing king often stayed, and this time, he directly saw the boxing king.

The boxing king sat in his chair and stared at Yang Yi with undisguised hatred.

There will be no sparks in the eyes of the two people, but the killing intent of the two soldiers cannot be concealed, and there is no need to hide it.

Yang Yi hit the meal, he sat down in his usual seat, and then he began to eat, eating very leisurely.

Almost everyone in the entire cafeteria was looking at Yang Yi and the boxing champion, and even the conversation during the meal on weekdays could hardly be heard, even if someone spoke, they would only whisper quietly, and their topics all revolved around Yang Yi and the boxing king.

Feeling the three-edged thorn cone around his waist, Yang Yi slightly increased his confidence, but looking at the strong body of the boxing champion, his confidence was still fading rapidly.

No, you can't let a jailer get in your way.

Yang Yi is determined not to endure it anymore, he can no longer be afraid and spend almost all of his energy on guarding against the boxing champion, he must make a change, if even a small prison bully can't solve it, what else is there to talk about fighting with a spy organization.

Yang Yi stood up suddenly, and the prison guard, who had been staring at him and the boxing champion nervously, immediately shouted, "Sit down!" ”

Yang Yi didn't sit down, and he also stretched out his hand to point at the boxing king and yelled: "The boxing king!" I'm going to go head-to-head with you, and if you're still a man, let's have a cage fight! Do you dare? ”