As long as it is a fight, it must be sent to Professor Yang for good discipline.

This is a dead rule, no one can have any exceptions, even Mr. Coppert's people cannot do it, because this is a bottom line.

The Penguin exists to shock prisoners internally, rather than giving prisoners a space to protect them, so if the Penguin’s subordinates make a mistake, they will inevitably be severely punished.

Of course, this sentence is for prisoners. Whether it is strict or not is just a matter of Professor Yang's words. After all, the Medical Department is his territory.

In fact, with his reputation, ordinary people are enough to be scared to death as long as they see his face that is always rigid in a smile. Professor Yang also knows that if it is a Copper, don't take it too seriously.

However, this kind of face must be given only when Professor Yang is in a good mood.

......

"Teacher...Professor, people bring it." Every guard and Professor Yang spoke in the same tone.

Of course Professor Yang knew that he had brought him, and he was not blind because he had such two living people in front of him.

If Professor Yang, who received the new test piece, should be very happy, but this time, under his smiling face, there were eyes with anger... You may not believe it, in addition to anger, there were even a little aggrieved.

Any prisoner who had been treated by Professor Yang was almost obedient after returning and never dared to cause any trouble again. However, this person named Ziliang was pushed to Professor Yang for two consecutive days, which was simply a blow to his weak mind.

Fortunately, no one dared to formally Professor Yang's gaze, so the flash of emotion was not discovered by anyone.

"Professor Yang...this...is Mr. Copper." The guard gave a trembling reminder.

"If you don't want to visit here, you can leave..." Professor Yang said, not even looking at the guard.

Just this sentence made the man tremble all over. Without saying a word, he turned around and evacuated from the infirmary, so scared that he forgot to ask when he would come to pick up people.

The door just closed...

"Oh, let's see who is coming again." Professor Yang's kind and gloomy voice rang. He slowly walked towards Ziliang, and his eyes fell down and wandered back and forth.

As for Ziliang, he couldn't open his mouth anyway, so he simply ignored him and responded to a disgusting look.

"Hahaha-you can continue to respond to me with this stupid attitude, but I want to tell you that I went back to the laboratory this morning and brought the latest 'electrotherapeutic device'. The extreme pain he brought was twice as much as the previous one."

Just finished speaking.

"Woo woo woo woo--"

A voice that was between crying and screaming came.

Professor Yang turned his head coldly... He then looked at the strong man who was pushing in with Ziliang.

Compared to Ziliang's calmness, the strong man was obviously afraid to the point of "imaginary hypnosis". His whole body was trembling, as if his muscles had begun to be electrocuted. He probably wanted to shout for mercy or something, but with a mask on his mouth, he could only make an extremely terrifying hum.

"What an annoying child..." Professor Yang whispered, and pushed a "electrotherapy device" over.

"Mr. Ziliang, please wait for a while. This rude child is too noisy. I have to let him shut up." He said, while putting a few electric shock films or guidewires on the man. Although the man cried like a desperate cry, this only made Professor Yang's eyes even more impatient. Finally, with the activation of the electrotherapy device, the strong man's body fell into a violent forced spasm in an instant, and naturally it was impossible for him to make any more noise.

"Hahaha--This time, no one disturbs us at all." Professor Yang said with a smile and took off Ziliang's mask.

Ziliang moved his chin: "It's so pitiful. He can't do anything. He can only rely on machines to make up for his uselessness?" He opened his mouth and mocked him directly.

Professor Yang had just spent all night with Ziliang. He knew very well how dark this man's mouth was, so he was very clever and did not refute anything. Instead, he pushed an obviously more complicated electrotherapy device in front of Ziliang: "Do you know, you are the first prisoner I am ready to give my all to discipline."

"Oh, then your luck is much better than your ability." Ziliang said: "If this were the Arkham Asylum 10 years ago, you might have committed suicide due to mental pollution just a few months after working."

"What does this mean?"

"You don't understand even after saying it, why don't we make another bet?"

Professor Yang stopped his hand fiddling with the instrument and turned to look at Ziliang: "Hahaha--Okay, what are you going to bet on?"

"It's nothing, I just want something confiscated before I go to jail." Ziliang said casually: "For example...a small notebook...that's just."

"Okay-----" Professor Yang said viciously, his whole face showing a rigid and distorted smile.

......

......

A pleasant night passed again.

At least for Ziliang, as for the Penguin men, who knows how unforgettable he spent? Ziliang only knows that he was alive when he came out. Well, maybe he hoped he would die, but... what if he was.

After this night, Ziliang successfully entered a rhythm he liked, that is, he could walk sideways in the prison area.

The horizontal walking here is the real horizontal walking. In fact, if he wants, he can even walk around, walk upside down, and Thomas will walk around. In short, no matter what he does, no prisoner will provoke him, and even dare to touch him, because this person is so fucking crazy. As long as he touches him, he will fight with you and will drag you to the infirm to talk to Professor Yang. Professor Yang seems to have been stimulated, and he will study his electrocution without eating or drinking, and even look forward to competing with Ziliang every day... Who can stand this?

So soon, the entire Arkham Asylum fell into a state of "talking about Ziliang's fear". Even the Penguin had no choice but to deal with him. His power was great, but he could not find anyone who dared to deal with Ziliang, because everyone knew that as long as he didn't kill this person, he would come back to settle the score with you sooner or later, and he would still suffer by himself.

Finally, at a dinner four days later, the Penguin finally sat in front of Ziliang again in helplessness.

"Mr. Ziliang, I have to admit that you do have the ability to trade with me." He said with obvious resentment.

Ziliang put down the "laptop" in his hand and leaked out his head with his messy hair.
Chapter completed!