The infinite heavens begin with American horror.

Chapter 231 Thai Cool Hot

Old Bu's boasting left the group speechless for a long time.

"That's really outrageous..."

"This is so damn cool! I'll never get a guard to shake my hand in my life. I'd be lucky if they didn't hit me with their batons."

Red and the others stared at Andy in disbelief. They had never imagined that a guard would show such respect to a prisoner, even extending his hand to shake Andy's.

It's important to understand that in prisons, there is usually a tense and antagonistic relationship between inmates and guards, with very little communication or interaction between them.

However, Andy broke this convention, surprising everyone present.

.......

As time went on, Andy's fame grew.

One by one, the prison guards approached Andy to help him with his financial matters.

Hearing that some guards wanted to invest in stocks, Andy gave them some pointers on how. Eventually, some guards even made a fortune in the stock market under Andy's guidance and retired early.

Andy's efforts were rewarded with the most valuable thing in the prison: he won everyone's kindness.

Perhaps to help Andy handle her affairs better, Li Qing sometimes even saw guards who came to Andy for financial advice bringing her drinks or even beer.

Li Qing couldn't help but sigh that capable people can live better than others no matter where they are.

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Autumn, 1949.

As usual, Li Qing, who was patrolling the prison sports field, saw Andy out for some fresh air.

Andy wandered aimlessly across the sports field, and with each step he took, large and small pebbles would slide off his trouser legs.

For over a year, Andy has been doing this every day, and he still hasn't given up on his idea of ​​digging a tunnel.

......

"Andy, out for some fresh air again?"

“Yes, Mr. Li Qing, it’s become a habit. I feel uneasy if I don’t go out for a walk every day.” Andy gave a dry laugh, his hand clenching tightly in his pocket.

He was unwilling to let his secret of digging tunnels be exposed, no matter what.

"You look great. Has something good happened to you lately?" Li Qing asked with a smile, noticing a flicker in Andy's eyes.

Andy's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly regained his composure. "There's nothing good about it. It's just going through the motions every day."

Li Qing patted Andy on the shoulder, "Don't be so modest, everyone knows you're very capable. How's it going, are you getting used to working at the library?"

"It's great, much easier than working in the laundry room, and the work is all things I'm good at," Andy said with a smile.

Just then, an alarm suddenly sounded, plunging the entire prison into a tense atmosphere.

Andy's face showed surprise, but he quickly returned to normal. Feeling guilty, he was startled by the alarm.

"New prisoners have arrived." Li Qing frowned. "Shall we go take a look?"

"of course can."

Andy followed Li Qing discreetly, taking the opportunity to throw out the last of the rubble.

At the prison entrance, as usual, hundreds of prisoners stood around the wall, watching the approaching car and jeering loudly.

The prisoners all wanted to know what kind of people had arrived this year.

At the entrance, Li Qing and Andy saw Red and the others. Just like when Andy went to prison, they watched the prisoners get out of the car one by one, preparing to make a bet on these prisoners.

Let's see which newbie is the first to cry.

Upon seeing Li Qing and Andy, Red greeted them with a smile.

"Commander Li Qing, Andy, wanna play some games?"

As he spoke, Reed waved the cigarette in his hand.

"You guys play, I'm not going to participate," Li Qing shook his head.

Andy looked at the line of new prisoners outside, recalling how he looked when he first entered Shawshank Prison. He then looked at Mr. Li Qing and felt a surge of gratitude.

Without Mr. Li Qing's help, he might have been violated by Boggs and others, and he wouldn't be living such a comfortable life now.

Andy watched as Reed and the others argued endlessly, and seemed to become interested as well. He slowly walked over, stood next to Reed and the others, a slight smile appearing on his lips, and then casually said, "I'll join in too. I'll bet a pack of cigarettes."

"A pack of cigarettes? That's a big spender, Andy." Herwood looked at Andy in surprise, then said with a smile, "Reed, quickly write down Andy's bet, so he can't renege on it later."

"Hey, I know, what's the rush? When you win, Andy definitely won't renege on his debt. He doesn't need the money for a pack of cigarettes..." Reed didn't even look up, continuing to busy himself with recording other people's bets, but his hands moved very quickly, clearly he was already very skilled at this kind of thing.

He pulled a small notebook from his pocket, which was filled with all sorts of numbers and names.

Red carefully checked everyone's bets to make sure nothing was missed or wrong. As he wrote, he would occasionally glance up at Andy.

Andy stood quietly to the side, watching Red diligently record everyone's bets. He looked relaxed and didn't seem to care about the outcome of the bet.

Red quickly wrote down Andy's bet in his notebook, then looked up and asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly want to participate? Have you chosen your target?"

Andy smiled and pointed to a newcomer in the team, "He's the one. I think he looks like a crybaby."

The other prisoners gathered around, eyeing the target Andy had chosen.

"Hmm... he does look rather weak."

Someone whispered.

He Wu patted Andy on the shoulder, "Good eye, I'll bet on him too!"

After the bets were registered, the prisoners made a ruckus for a while until the guards arrived to maintain order.

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The gambling officially began as the new prisoner was brought into the cell.

In the fifth ward, Reed and the others would occasionally observe the new prisoners, hoping someone would cry first.

This time, it seemed that because Andy was present, no prisoners actively provoked the new inmates.

However, as time passed, no one cried.

The prisoner chosen by Andy also remained unusually calm.

“This guy is interesting…” Herwood said, stroking his chin.

Andy realized he might have misjudged the situation, but he didn't care too much, after all, it was just a small bet.

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Time flies when you're in Shawshank Prison; a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Andy's financial counseling business at the library grew so large that all the guards in the prison would seek his financial advice.

Sometimes, when Andy and Brooks are too busy, Andy will ask the prison authorities to let Red come and help.