Chapter 1163 Accident (VIII)

• “Yeah, we were doing the right thing, officer.” A few inmates jeered from the side. A wave of laughter followed. The guard didn’t buy it, of course, but he also knew this kind of crap happened every day in here. Nothing new. As long as nobody died, nobody wanted to bother. Everyone in here was bad news anyway. He rapped the baton against the bars, annoyed. “Knock it off! Sit tight and behave, or I’ll dock the whole cell’s meals.”
• After the guard left, another storm hit. That night, Zheng Mingjie couldn’t even crawl up for dinner. And no one planned to feed him anyway. His portion got sent straight as tribute to the cell boss.
• That was just the start. Every day after felt like a nightmare for Zheng Mingjie. New inmates were toys for the old ones. And him—still acting like some Young Master Finn, clueless and cocky—made these rough bastards itch to break him. At first he tried filing a report or fighting back. The more he tried, the worse they beat him. He learned fast: resistance only meant more pain. He had no strength left to struggle.