Chapter 41 The Black Prison World

On the top of the wall, there is a prison guard wearing a semi-automatic rifle every ten meters.

Inside the city wall, a watchtower is erected several meters higher than the city wall.

A machine gunner and a sniper are standing on it.

When Mr. Liang's police car was about to reach the door of the Black Prison, he suddenly heard a harsh sirens.

Mr. Liang quickly braked and the car stopped there with a loud noise.

Xiao Zhou, who had not prepared at all, was engraved in front of him at once.

"Old Liang, what's going on?" Xiao Zhou, who had not understood yet, rubbed his thigh that hit the car and was about to say something, and could only hear Old Liang's squeak.

He looked up and saw that there were several guns standing on the tall wall in front, facing him and Mr. Liang.

Looking further forward, I saw that on the watchtower high inside, the machine gun turned his head towards them.

Xiao Zhou fell down in fear all of a sudden.

"What's going on? Old Liang?" Xiao Zhou lay there in fear and asked.

Mr. Liang said seriously: "Xiao Zhou, don't just move. The prison guards here are different from the police outside. They only care about the lives and death of the people in this black prison. They don't care about anything outside. As long as they trespass into the black prison, there will be only one person who will die. So, Xiao Zhou, you must not move, and don't talk nonsense. Call me everything."

Xiao Zhou hurriedly practiced and nodded.

The prison guard, who was standing over two meters high, glanced for a while and found that there was no reaction in the car, so he made a door opening position below.

The huge iron door more than three meters high, as the switch was pressed, the entire iron door slowly rose up.

Walking out from inside, four fully armed prison guards, two holding semi-automatic rifles, the other holding an ak47, and the other seemed to be tall and expressionless, walked towards Xiao Zhou's car.

When they were about to get to their car, Mr. Liang slowly opened the car door and walked gently. Just as he was about to take an extra step forward, he saw two prison guards in front holding semi-automatic rifles pointing their guns at him.

He was so scared that he immediately raised his hand.

"Don't fire, don't fire." Mr. Liang's appearance not only makes people laugh.

The man wearing nothing in front of him, with a dull and quiet face, wearing a camouflage uniform walked to the car, looked at Old Liang, turned his head and looked at Xiao Zhou, who was lying in the car, turned his head and waved his hands at Old Liang's two prison guards with a gun behind, and the two of them put away the guns.

Mr. Liang then relaxed.

"Smoke a cigarette, smoke a cigarette." Old Liang quickly took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed them to the man in a camouflage uniform in front. The man did not answer. Old Liang quickly ran back and handed the cigarette to the three people behind him. The three people also didn't say anything and didn't answer.

"How many prisoners?" Suddenly, a dull voice rang from behind.

I heard the man in camouflage in front suddenly looking into the carriage and saying.

"One, only one." Old Liang hurried forward and said.

The man in camouflage wrinkled when he heard that Mr. Liang said that there was only one person who seemed very dissatisfied with him.

"Take him in."

The man in camouflage said to the two prison guards holding semi-automatic rifles behind him.

The two of them should say together: "Yes."

Then he walked towards the back of the car.

With a clang, the rear car was opened.

A prison guard with a semi-automatic rifle jumped up and arrested the prisoner.

The prisoner was dressed in black clothes, his feet and hands were clasped in handcuffs.

The prisoner walked out of the car and turned slowly.

The face of the chief who had never been expressionless changed and he looked up and down at the prisoner.

I saw the prisoner who looked about twenty-one or two years old, but his handsome face was just a pair of eyes, but there was a look of despair.

He is Yang Hua.

It was said that after Yang Hua escaped from the hospital that day, he learned about Li Nana's murder. He was completely disappointed and even had the intention of dying.

But he had no choice but to bear too much hatred on his back and forth, so he began to plan a revenge plan since he escaped from the hospital.

Finally, he accidentally heard that the bastards were cut off by Xie Yuting's father and were sent to Qinghe Hospital. Then he went to Qinghe Hospital to avenge the dead Nana.

After avenging him, he had no intention of living, so he just waited for the police to arrest him, but he didn't leave.

At this moment, Yang Hua had a expressionless face, with handcuffs on both hands and feet. He looked extremely embarrassed, and the expression on his face looked half dead...

The leader who stood in front said coldly and faintly: "Bring it in."

The two people holding automatic rifles behind him pushed Yang Hua who was stunned, and the few people slowly walked towards the gate of the Black Prison.

In this way, Yang Hua's life in black prison began, and a generation of macho men gradually trained in this hell on earth.

As the gate of the black prison slowly fell, this means that this door was the last time for the prisoner who had just entered to lose contact with the outside world.

Maybe I never want to see the world outside this big iron gate again.

Yang Hua was taken by two prison guards and went to black prison.

After entering, what caught my eye was a wide field.

Behind this wide site are ancient buildings of unknown age, standing there like cold warriors.

There were obviously many prisoners gathered there on the playground.

They wore the same blue prison uniform, with heavy chains on their feet and hands, gathering together in piles.

"Newcomer is here again..."

"Here's the death-sending ghost again?"

The prisoners in the square looked at Yang Hua and laughed and shouted.

Their expressions were crazy, as if they were happy to see others suffering like them.

This group of wild beasts who have been locked in the dark all year round will be like seeing Yang Hua as if they have seen prey in their mouths...

Yang Hua turned his head and looked at them without a glance. He was already completely disappointed. He was already dead at this moment. He was still in a state of mind. He was still in a state of mind who was being imprisoned here. His body was pushed by the two prison guards behind him... and walked towards the room at the end.

Arrived in the small iron house.

I saw that there was nothing in the small iron house, only a few whips and a shabby chair.

The man with expressionless expression on his face slowly walked to Yang Hua and said, "What crime did you commit?"

Yang Hua's cold expression was silent.

"Do you fucking say it?"

The electric baton hit Yang Hua with a stick.

Yang Hua's thin body could not withstand this fierce blow. He fell to the ground all of a sudden, sobbing constantly, but he tightly bit his bleeding lips with his teeth... He didn't say a word.

"Bastard, are you still showing off? I see when will you be able to end?" The prison guard cursed fiercely.

"What crime did you commit if you say it or not?" The prison guard shook the electric baton in his hand and said with a grim smile, as if torture people can make him excited.

Yang Hua, who fell to the ground for some reason, slowly raised the face that was already as gray as a dead face, and his originally desperate eyes became sharp at this moment, like a lonely wolf who was hungry on the grassland and was about to fight to the death...

The prison guard who was already showing off his might and could not help but tremble when he saw the hot eyes of the guy in front of him... What is this guy doing? Why... Why is his eyes so vicious... so full of hatred...

"Captain, this guy's name is Yang Hua. He was sent from Dongling City and was guilty of murder!" One of the prison guards suddenly flipped through the notebook he had just handed over outside.

"How many?" The man in camouflage clothes didn't understand why. He suddenly felt that the guy in front of him looked like a devil, so he didn't attack Yang Hua after all. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the prison guard next to him and asked. He wanted to know what crime the guy in front of him had committed outside? He actually... he looked so fierce.

"Three, and..." the prison guard did not finish his sentence.

"And what?" asked the cold guy called the captain.

"And the three of them were cut to the point of incomplete physical condition..." The prison guard looked at the young man of his age in a little surprised, and saw that the guy's eyes were filled with endless hatred. I don't know what such a person became like this?

The man called the captain was a little surprised when he heard the prison guard next to him say this. He turned his head and looked at Yang Hua carefully and said, "I really didn't see it. Do you have money in your family?"

Yang Hua fell to the ground without saying a word.

The man called the captain said, "Hmph, you can tell at first that he is a pauper... Since you have no money, you may die faster. You two teach him how to live here first." As he said that, he waved his hands to the two prison guards behind him.

The two prison guards walked over with a knowing smile.

"If you want to die later here, you have to listen to me first. I am the god of death here." The man in a camouflage suddenly burst into laughter, and his laughter was rampant... crazy.

Before Yang Hua could fully understand.

With a scream, Yang Hua could withstand such pain.

Yang Hua suddenly covered his stomach with both hands, and the expression on his face was extremely painful. One of the prison guards held a baton and poked Yang Hua's waist hard.

Yang Hua knelt on the ground, covering his heart-wrenching waist with both hands.

A prison guard from both sides suddenly pulled out a baton and hit Yang Hua on his body.

Another shrill scream.

Yang Hua was hit by a stick and lay on the ground, unable to get up.

But the two prison guards had no intention of stopping at all, and the two batons still smashed Yang Hua's body with shamelessness.

There were shrill heart-wrenching screams coming from the entire iron house.

After tortured for about ten minutes, the man called the captain finally reached out and waved his hand to stop the two prison guards.
Chapter completed!