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Chapter 9 Trouble is coming
During the rare exercise time, the prisoners left their cells, walked onto the grass in the open space, and breathed in the fresh air outside.

Tommy is no exception.

He slept well last night. Although the prison bed was small and hard, he still slept soundly without any sign of insomnia.

This surprised his roommate Sucre.

What he didn't know was that Tommy was able to do this because of the Nobita Nobi character card he was equipped with.

Its master-level sleeping skill allows Tommy to have a good sleep no matter what kind of dangerous situation he is in.

Greet a new day with an energetic body.

In Tommy's opinion, although the master-level sleeping skill is not as powerful as the master-level shooting skill, it can not directly increase his strength.

But the auxiliary role it plays is quite amazing.

The two skills working together can definitely achieve the effect of one plus one being greater than two.

From this perspective, any skill that can be evaluated as master-level by the system all has its own unique features.

The only thing left was the master-level ski jump, which Tommy had never been able to put into practice.

Maybe one day in the future, I will be able to bring him a different surprise.

A breeze blew by, bringing a bit of freshness.

Today, there was no trace of yesterday's sadness on Sucre's face. He was facing the small groups of three or five on the grass, explaining the origins of these people to his new roommates.

"Look at those guys over there, they are street thugs, the basketball court is their territory.

And there is the North Wind Gang over there; the stands are their location.

As for those fitness equipment, it is the Forest Boy’s turn to control them…”

Before entering the prison, Tommy also got information from lawyer Ken and got a general understanding of the situation inside the prison.

But the lawyer is out there, and no matter how hard he tries, he can only get a rough idea.

In terms of meticulousness, he is definitely not as good as Sucre, the old fox who has been in prison for five or six years.

Sure enough, after listening to Sucre's introduction, Tommy's understanding of the prison was further enhanced.

By the way, he also inquired about the Nostra family and learned that the gang leader was a long-haired man named John Abruzzi.

Keeping this information in mind, Tommy thanked Sucre and walked aside, ready to take his first step towards planting a flag in the prison.

There was no shortage of bastards in prison, so he quickly picked out a few suitable targets to establish his authority.

As for what reason to take action?
That's even simpler.

This is the Changgang Prison, one of the most chaotic prisons in Italy.

It's not a big deal here to hit someone just because you don't like them, and it won't arouse suspicion at all.

However, what Tommy didn't expect was that before he could find trouble with others, trouble found him first.

"Hey, little chicken."

A frivolous voice was heard from not far away.

The obscene expression, the lewd smile, just by looking at this guy's appearance, you can tell that he is the ultimate pervert, the most perverted of perverts.

Seeing this show-off man coming, the people around him avoided him and ran to the side quickly.

Looking at the attitudes of these passers-by, you can tell how difficult it is to deal with this person and how much people are afraid of him.

"How did you get into trouble with him?"

Originally, Sucre was chatting with someone over there.

But when he noticed the situation here out of the corner of his eye, he immediately lost interest in talking and quickly came forward.

"This is going to be a big trouble..." Sucre whispered softly while standing next to Tommy.

"That guy's name is Tea Bag. He's the leader of the white gang in the prison. He's the most vicious person. I heard that he kidnapped a lot of children outside, raped them first and then killed them. In the whole prison, he is considered the number one ruthless person."

"Hey, black boy, what are you mumbling about? Do you have any funny jokes? How about telling them out loud to me?"

Seeing that Tea Bag was pointing the finger at him, Sucre immediately put on a flattering expression.

"Tea Bag, Tommy is new here, he didn't know this is your territory..."

Not wanting his roommate to get hurt, Sucre wanted to say something good about his new roommate.

But with Tea Bag's hot temper, he would never listen to his nonsense. His eyes immediately turned cold and he spoke grimly.

"Get out of here, nigger, or I won't mind teaching you a lesson too!"

As soon as he said this, Sucre immediately wanted to back off.

If others say something harsh, he can just smile and pretend nothing happened.

But for Tea Bag, that would be absolutely impossible.

After all, this guy is really cruel and ruthless, and he can do anything, especially to black people like him, he will never show mercy and has no bottom line or principles.

So, facing the serious racist Tea Bag, no matter how much Sucre wanted to stand up for his roommate, he could only give in in the end. He turned around and gave Tommy a helpless look, then walked away dejectedly.

"Are you Tommy Vercetti, the new guy that's been rumored to be here?"

Tea Bag leaned forward a few steps, looking Tommy up and down with a salty look.

"Yes, really, you are as beautiful as the legend says. No, I should say you are even cuter than the legend says."

As he spoke, he licked his lips.

He looked like a gourmet who had seen a rare delicacy and was almost drooling.

“A little darling like you really shouldn’t be in a place like this.

But it doesn't matter, I will protect you. All you have to do is hold on to this pocket.

As long as you are willing, your life here will be wonderful.

Those annoying black people will not appear around you, and no one will dare to hurt you anymore."

Like the derogatory term for young chicken, grabbing pockets is another feature of prison, used to express one person's submission to another.

Knowing this, the purpose of tea bags coming here is naturally self-evident.

"Is everything you said true?"

Tea Bag was delighted when he heard Tommy's question.

It doesn’t matter if there are doubts, because doubts mean that the other party is already attracted to you.

In order to demonstrate his own strength, he boasted about his power and status and talked about his glorious deeds in prison.

Not only that, he also drove away the "pet" behind him, emptied his pockets, and waved them in the air, signaling the newcomers to hurry up.

Tommy's next move was pretty much what he expected.

Although the other party's steps were a little hesitant, he still moved towards him step by step.

Just when he thought Tommy had finally surrendered and could enjoy the evening, a huge dark shadow suddenly appeared before his eyes.

boom!
Before he realized what was happening, Tea Bag was knocked down by Tommy's punch.

Not to mention Tea Bag, even the passers-by nearby were stunned at this moment. They stood there with their mouths wide open, stunned.

"Who do you think you are messing with, you idiot? Who gave you the guts to talk to me, Tommy Vercetti, like that?!"

(End of this chapter)