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"What's wrong again?" The guard on duty at night was still the one at noon. He saw a group of people gathered around him and didn't know what he was doing, so he walked over, and he was shocked at the sight.

The corpse on the ground was obviously overpowered by high-voltage electricity, with his hair standing upright, his skin dark, and a vaguely strange smell of meat.

"Electric death? What's the situation?" The guard pushed away from the crowd and simply judged the cause of this person's death.

"This, ah, it was electrocuted by static electricity. The magnetic field here is, very, um...that is the magnetic field, you know, it is the magnetic field, um, static electricity!" The human explanation of the neurosis, the parrot learns to speak.

"What static electricity, go aside! This is palm thunder! Taoist exercises! Understand?"

"Ah? Palm Thunder? Are you also a fan of fantasy novels?" As the victim of online writing just now, the black brother jumped out happily when he heard someone mention this, but he found someone with the same interest.

"Panlong?"

"The Mortal Cultivation Biography?"

"Fellow!"

"My own person!"

The two exchanged briefly and established a deep friendship. They hugged each other directly and looked at GAY in GAY.

"Insane!" A group of people were complaining.

"What is the situation, can you give a normal explanation?" The guard was speechless, and it was really difficult to communicate with a mental illness.

"I! I know!" A white guy jumped in front of the guard and pointed to the wire next to the table.

"It's this, this electrocuted him!"

Mu Qiu glanced at the direction he was pointing, there was really a wire lying there.

This is a cable that I don’t know what device is on. I don’t know who cut the plug. The end of the wire is exposed on the ground. It is next to the iron table where Mu Qiu is sitting. It really looks like it’s been powered by this thing. dead.

"Ah! I know! This is Death God! This is Death God! This is the movie scene! Damn! Mom, I'm on TV! Mom, I'm on TV..." Excited, and then he was dragged away for treatment by the guard who heard the news.

Mu Qiu looked at the wires silently...

What a coincidence, isn’t this a coincidence, isn’t this...

Mu Qiu thought that he could finally live in the VIP cell, but he was shattered again.

But he still tried: "That...I killed the people. They all saw it. Didn't you think? I just fell back and then..." Mu Qiuyue said that he felt embarrassed and was simply embarrassed. Pouting, in the eyes of a group of people watching fools... slipped away.

The last event is defined as leakage.

As for the guy who was electrocuted...no one cares about his life or death, he is dead.

Arkham is actually not so warm-hearted, as long as it is not oneself who is electrocuted, it is just a lot of talk after dinner, no one is too entangled whether it is the truth.

The guard thought the same when he reported it. It doesn’t matter if he was murdered or not, and he didn’t need to be electrocuted. Arkham’s place is so normal. Yes, it's not impossible to cut the wire ends if you have a neurosis at night.

To say that the dead guy is too unlucky.

Neuropathy, it's like this. At most, it's time to check and monitor, which bitch made this wire like this, and prescribe more medicine for that neuropathy...

In just one day... a bunch of people have been more or less affected by Mu Qiu.

Including his hapless inmates.The tattooed man and a few younger brothers did not go to the cafeteria to eat. In order to find a force, he made himself look more angry and more majestic, so everyone did not go to eat.

Except for Mu Qiu who got out of the cell first.

As soon as Mu Qiu returned to the cell, he felt that something was wrong.

Everyone was staring at him, eyes full of hatred.

What's the situation? Found that I did everything? Shouldn't it? Shouldn't you be afraid to know that I did it? Why do you think of me like this?

Mu Qiu mumbled inwardly, not knowing what was going on.

He still had the sputum on his hands who had just been electrocuted. He was disgusting. He planned to go straight to the restroom behind to wash his hands well.

When the tattooed man saw Mu Qiu walking directly inside, he subconsciously thought that the Asian boy knew his problem, and thought that Mu Qiu came to apologize to him.

The tattooed man closed his eyes, pretending to be pensive, with a straight face, trying to make himself more like a boss.

But what he didn't expect was...

Mu Qiu passed him directly, walked to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and washed his hands.

If it weren't for the sound of water, the tattooed man would still wait for Mu Qiu to apologize with his eyes closed!

Now he is angry! I don’t see my boss again and again, don’t you know where this is? This is the Arkham Asylum! I am the boss of this cell! Dare to ignore yourself so much?

The tattooed man was furious.

The person opposite the tattooed man, seeing that his boss's expression was wrong, first called Mu Qiu. "Hey! Asian boy! Where did you go just now!"

"Huh? Where did I just go?" Mu Qiu was stunned.

Do you have to ask...I went to the cafeteria for dinner, isn't it stupid?

"I went to dinner, didn't you go?"

"You! Do you dare to eat! Do you know you are wrong!" The little brother suddenly raised his throat and roared.

"Why are you yelling so loudly! If you have a problem, go to the prison guard! What is causing you when I eat! Haven't you seen others eating?" Mu Qiu turned off the faucet and rushed out to curse.

"You! You still dare to scream, don't you? We haven't eaten yet, do you dare to eat?" The little brother roared louder.

"You are really sick, right? The cafeteria is not charged. Just like I eat alone, you can go to the cafeteria and just line up for a meal. Can you not eat? What is your name? Squeeze your head off, you call it again!" Mu Qiu didn't want to give the prison a friendly expression either. He understood that this group of people was here to find fault.

Since the other party doesn't get along well, he's still happy. He has already decided to let this group of people serve him, so that he won't be able to get food when he queues up for dinner.

"Yellow kid, you are so arrogant!"

This person was the only person who didn't communicate too much after Mu Qiu came to the cell, and he didn't even make eye contact.

He is a muscular black man who looks like a person who exercises all year round and pays attention to his diet.

As for why he was willing to be a tattooed male brother, Mu Qiu didn't know and didn't want to know.

"Okay, come, come here and see if I don't kill you! See how your cotton weighs more than three kilograms, if you break your arm, you will know how many kilograms you are!" Mu Qiu directly addressed this. The muscular man hooked his finger and shouted at him.

The muscular man had been subjected to this kind of stimulation, so he rushed to the bunk and jumped down, hitting Mu Qiu with a punch!

His fist was about to hit Mu Qiu's face, and the muscular man was already in a daze when he saw the blood flow and teeth flying in front of him.

But... Shadow imitation won't let him succeed!

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