All Worlds Madhouse

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

This is a dead rule. No one can make exceptions, not even Mr. Cobot's people, because this is the bottom line.

The existence of Penguin is to intimidate the prisoners internally, rather than giving the prisoners a shelter. Therefore, if the Penguin's men commit crimes, they will inevitably be severely punished.

Of course, this sentence is meant for the 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 vicious reputation, most people would be frightened out of their wits just by seeing his face that was always smiling. And Professor Yang also knew that if he was from Cobot, he shouldn't take his action too seriously.

However, this kind of face would definitely be given to Professor Yang when he was in a good mood.

"Professor, I've brought someone here." Each guard spoke in the same tone as Professor Yang.

Of course Professor Yang knew that the people had been brought. With two big living people in front of him, he was not blind.

Normally, Professor Yang would be very happy after receiving the new experimental product, but this time, under his smiling face, there are a pair of angry eyes. You may not believe it, except In addition to anger, there was even a little grievance.

Almost all the prisoners who were treated by Professor Yang behaved well after they returned and never dared to cause any trouble again. However, this man named Ziliang was pushed in front of Professor Yang for two days in a row. This was simply a disservice to him. A blow to the weak heart.

Fortunately, no one dared to look directly at Professor Yang, so this flash of emotion was not noticed by anyone.

"Professor Yang, this is Mr. Cobot's man." The guard reminded him tremblingly.

"If you don't want to visit here, you can leave." Professor Yang said without even looking at the guard.

Just this sentence made the man tremble all over. Without saying a word, he turned around and left the infirmary. He was so frightened that he even forgot to ask when he would come to pick up the patient.

The door has just closed.

"Oops, look who's here again." Professor Yang's kind and sinister voice rang out. He slowly walked towards Ziliang, his eyes wandering up and down his body.

As for Ziliang, he couldn't open his mouth anyway, so he simply responded with a look of disgust.

"Hehehe - you can continue to respond to me with this stupid attitude, but I want to tell you that I went back to the laboratory specially this morning and brought the latest 'electrotherapy device'. Extreme pain, but twice as much as the previous one.”

The words just fell.

"Uuuuuu——"

A voice sounded somewhere between crying and screaming.

Professor Yang turned his head coldly and then looked squarely at the strong man who pushed in with Ziliang.

Compared with Ziliang's calmness, this strong man was obviously frightened to the point of "imaginary hypnosis". His whole body was trembling, as if his muscles had begun to be electrified. He probably wanted to shout for mercy. Something like that, but with a mask on his mouth, he could only make a horrified groan.

"What an annoying boy," Professor Yang whispered. And pushed over an "electrotherapy device".

"Mr. Ziliang, please wait a moment. This rude child is too noisy. I have to shut him up." As he said this, he attached several electric shock pads or guide wires to the man's body. . Although the man cried desperately, this only made Professor Yang's eyes more impatient. Finally, as the electrotherapy device was started, the strong man's body fell into a violent forced spasm in an instant. , naturally it is impossible to make any more noise.

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

Ziliang moved his chin: "It's really pitiful. If you don't have good skills, can you only rely on machines to make up for your own uselessness?" He opened his mouth and mocked directly.

Professor Yang had just spent a night with Ziliang. He knew very well how shady this person was, so he was very smart and did not refute anything. Instead, he pushed an obviously more complicated electrotherapy device in front of Ziliang. : "You know, you are the first prisoner I am prepared to devote all my efforts to discipline."

"Oh, then compared to your ability, your luck is much better." Ziliang said: "If this were Arkham Asylum 10 years ago, you might have died due to mental pollution in just a few months of work. He committed suicide."

"What does this mean?"

"You don't understand even after I told you, how about we make a bet again?"

Professor Yang stopped playing with the instrument, turned around and looked at Ziliang: "Hehehe - OK, what are you betting on?"

"It's nothing. I just want something that was confiscated before I was imprisoned." Ziliang said casually: "For example, a small notebook. That's all."

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

Another pleasant night passed.

At least this is the case for Ziliang. As for the Penguin man, who knows what an unforgettable night he spent. Ziliang only knows that he was alive when he came out. Well, maybe he hopes to die. Yeah, but...what the heck.

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

Walking sideways here means walking sideways in the true sense. In fact, if he wanted to, he could even walk in circles, walk upside down, and Thomas walked in circles. In short, no matter what he did, no prisoner would bother him or even touch him. You don't even dare, because this man is so fucking crazy. If you touch him, he will fight with you, and forcefully drag you to the infirmary to talk to Professor Yang, and Professor Yang seems to have been stimulated by something, no. Whether he was eating or drinking, he would study his electrocution, and even look forward to competing with Ziliang every day. Who could stand this?

So soon, the entire Arkham Asylum fell into a state of "talking about Zi Liang and changing his temper". Even the Penguin couldn't do anything to him. His power was great, but he couldn't find anyone who dared to Deal with Ziliang, because everyone knows that as long as you don't kill this person, he will come back to you sooner or later to settle the score, and you will be the one to suffer.

Finally, at dinner four days later, Penguin was forced to sit down in front of Ziliang again.

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

Ziliang put down the "notebook" in his hand and revealed his head with messy hair.

"Oh? It seems you have finally figured it out." He smiled and said, "Well, let's not be too pretentious and be direct. I want to know what happened eight years ago."