Chapter 82 is so entertaining.
Zheng Wudi was a little curious as to how the fight had turned out this way.
These must be mortal enemies!
Only then can you beat someone to death!
As it turned out, Zheng Wudi discovered that there was no deep-seated hatred between them.
It was actually because the two of them were arguing and fighting over something, and this person had a high level of fighting ability.
With one punch, the man's head was caved in.
The person who killed someone is now just waiting to die.
This was told to me by someone in the cell across the street who was involved in fraud.
As Zheng Wudi watched the fraudsters across from him, he blurted out all the secrets of the people in the surrounding cells.
"So, you came here through fraud, what exactly did you defraud?" Zheng Wudi asked honestly.
Then the people in the opposite cell got excited.
They all introduced the things they had bought to Zheng Wudi.
"Little sister, look at me, don't believe her, she's dishonest and a liar. Look at me, yes, look at me, how honest I am! Can an honest person lie? No! Right! Look at this stuff of mine, it can improve your IQ! After drinking this, you won't be fooled by ordinary scams in the future! Trust me, little sister!" The person opposite her did look honest and simple, but the people in that cell were all con artists!
How could anyone believe that?!
However, the man's expression was very sincere, making him seem highly credible.
If Zheng Wudi hadn't come in, I might have really been fooled if I had met him outside.
After all, the things he sold were relatively reasonable compared to the other strange and unusual things Zheng Wudi encountered on the street.
The person next to him rolled his eyes at him and said, "You guys are all in here now, why are you still so dishonest?! Will you die if you don't lie? Tell me, how many victims have you had with that'smart water' you sold? But, buddy, share your experience with me! Everyone who bought your'smart water' thinks you were wrongly accused when you got locked up. Tell me, how exactly did you do it?"
"I don't know! You're undermining me, and you expect me to teach you? Dream on!" After saying this, the man who sold "smart water" and ended up in jail turned and left the iron bars.
The faces of Zheng Wudi's family and the other prisoners were imprinted on the iron bars, and the marks were stuck to the bars, making it a fascinating sight.
However, all of this happened two days before Zheng Wudi came in.
Zheng Wudi is now in prison and can be considered an old man.
No one in the other cells cared about him!
Fortunately! Zheng Wudi and his entire family came in, all in good condition.
It won't be boring.
I just don't know what's going on outside.
After Zheng Wudi and his family entered, the space became unusable.
Thankfully, they provide meals here.
Zheng Wudi's family waited for the discipline officer to come and divide the family's food.
Zheng Wudi doesn't even know what the discipline officer looks like now.
Limited contact is one reason!
Another reason is that the discipline here is all done with masks on, only revealing the facial features, while the rest of the face is not shown.
Moreover, the sounds all have a uniform timbre and pitch.
Their body shapes are almost identical!
It's impossible to tell how many people are actually in charge.
When delivering food, they would simply pass the food through the iron railing, take away the bowl from which the food had been eaten, and then leave.
Um...
He looks very cold.
Fortunately, she had someone by her side.
Otherwise, these seven days would be a very long seven days.
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"You and your family can leave now! Remember to follow the rules next time you're out!" The warden walked over and spoke to Zheng Wudi in a relatively gentle tone.
He muttered to himself, "This is the first time I've seen a player go to jail. That's rare!"
Zheng Wudi never expected that someone as well-behaved as himself would be imprisoned for affecting the appearance of the street.
Zheng Wudi didn't know if there were any other strange rules in this trading street.
Thinking about it this way, I started to feel a little uneasy again.
After all, many of the items in this trading street are things that Zheng Wudi will need in the future.
It's impossible for Zheng Wudi to stop going to the marketplace just because he's been imprisoned this time.
it's out of the question!
She also wanted to try her luck and see if she could run into the indigenous people she had met on her first visit to the platform.
They also gave Zheng Wudi a good partner, a flying carpet.
After thinking for a while, Zheng Wudi stepped forward and asked, "Do you have any rules for this trading street? I don't know what the rules are, and I'm afraid I might accidentally break them. If there were a handbook of rules, it would save me a lot of trouble!"
The masked guard gave Zheng Wudi an admiring look, then conjured a manual out of thin air and handed it to him.
Zheng Wudi took the manual and held it in his hand. Only after leaving the prison did he put the manual into his spatial storage.
Seven days in jail! Seven days!
Although food, drink, and toileting are all guaranteed.
But there's nowhere for people to take a bath.
The other six members won't be affected.
But the scent emanating from Zheng Wudi was so enticing that it could be smelled from afar.
Zheng Wudi had to suspend her shopping plans and decided to head home first.
Then Zheng Wudi stood helplessly on the street, realizing that he didn't even know how to get back!
This is a huge problem!
Zheng Wudi was somewhat worried about his own tendency to think only of the immediate problem and not the long end.
How could one person suffer so many losses!
I still don't remember anything for very long!
Zheng Wudi glanced at the prison not far away.
I want to go in and ask the guards if they know her way home!
Zheng Wudi hesitated for a moment before finally asking.
She had vowed never to go there again when she left.
In less than fifteen minutes, they were proven wrong.
Fortunately, Zheng Wudi didn't seem to care much about it.
real.
Zheng Wudi went in wearing a facekini.
The guards didn't recognize him at all.
real!
I'm not just being stubborn!
"Hello, do you know how players leave the trading street?" Zheng Wudi even changed his voice to avoid being recognized.
"Zheng Wudi!" The warden looked at Zheng Wudi, who was dressed strangely, with a surprised expression.
"How can you be so clueless? You don't even know how to leave? When you entered the market street, why didn't you ask the ticket seller?" The more the guard talked, the more he felt that Zheng Wudi was a bit dim-witted.
If that's how things were done, then it's understandable why she became the first person to be brought in for affecting the appearance of the street.
Zheng Wudi even detected a hint of coaxing in the mechanical voice of the disciplinarian, "To leave the trading street, you just need to silently repeat 'back to the ticket office' in your mind, and then you can leave! Be more careful next time!"
Zheng Wudi thanked him for the discipline and turned to leave.
Hearing the words of one of the guards, "It seems the manual isn't comprehensive enough. We need to add the method for leaving the trading street later! Also, we need to give this manual to the ticket office and make sure they give a copy to new players. The information is still too abstract for the newcomers!"
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They became a negative example!
Zheng Wudi:...