The skinny man soon realized that it was Charlie, who wore a cold expression, who was standing in front of him.

He was taken aback but didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. He grinned obscenely, "Hey, cutie. You can't wait for a second round, huh?"

With a flat smile, Charlie grabbed Dean up from the inside of the door with one hand, brought him to the front, and scoffed, "It seems that you want to be the second one."

The skinny man opened his mouth wide in terror as if he had seen a ghost but couldn't say a word or make a sound.

He couldn't believe that the man in front of him, who was so miserable and distorted, was Dean, whom he had admired all along.

When Dean saw him, he subconsciously wanted to call for help, but the toilet brush was still stuffed in his mouth. As he opened his mouth, the blood and saliva immediately gushed out, causing goosebumps to rise on the skinny man.

The other inmates couldn't see what was currently happening. They knew Dean had a bad temper