The mighty man walked over with his head held high, while Yang Hua, who was sitting there, was still motionless, as if he hadn't even heard it.

At this time, the mighty man and the two prisoners behind him had already walked in.

The mighty man looked at Yang Hua who was sitting motionless, and then looked at his arm. When he looked, his face suddenly changed. He saw a strip of cloth tied to their shoulders, and the word "nan" was written on it.

The man behind him suddenly turned angry: "New, do you want to die faster?"

The one who was on the side was so scared that he stood there without saying a word. He knew that it seemed that something was going to happen again today.

However, Yang Hua was still motionless, as if he hadn't heard this.

The leading man next to him was stunned when he looked at Yang Hua.

The man who was calling just now was extremely angry when he saw that this man was actually ignoring him so much, and punched Yang Hua in the chest.

"You're looking for death."

A touch of a sound.

Yang Hua was punched in the chest, and his strength was so strong that it was not something that ordinary people could bear. He bent over and showed a look of pain on his face.

Yang Hua coughed twice and slowly straightened his body.

His eyes finally raised up, and he saw that his eyes were red at the moment, and he could see the endless anger hidden deep in his heart.

The three men standing next to him felt a chill when they looked at this look, and they were not only slightly stunned.

The man who had just taken action looked at the guy in front of him and cursed angrily: "If you want to die, I will let you die sooner." As he said that, his fists hit Yang Hua's head.

Just listen to a sound: "Slow down."

The man's fists stopped in the air.

I saw the man with a dragon tattooed on his arm with a fang-danced claws. His eyes looked at Yang Hua, looked at him, and finally said, "Are you joining our Nancang?"

Yang Hua was speechless and indifferent, but he finally understood in his heart that the prisoners who had a man on their arms were all from Nancang, so the same thing was the same, and the prisoners in the north or the east might be Beicang, and there were people in Dongcang. Yang Hua understood after thinking about it this way.

The man looked at him and finally said, "Since you don't want to enter our Nancang, if something happens outside, we can't help you. Even if someone beats you to death, we can't help you."

The man said word by word.

From beginning to end, Yang Hua didn't even move, and didn't say a word.

The man saw Yang Hua without saying a word and snorted coldly: "If you want to die sooner, don't wear the Nan character." After that, he waved his hand to the people behind him: "Let's go."

The two men behind the man turned their heads and cursed: "Short-lived ghost."

Then he followed the man and left.

Wanshitong beside him, until he saw the three men walking away, he hurried in: "Are you okay?" Wanshitong asked with concern.

Yang Hua slowly stood up on the ground and sat on his bed, without saying a word, his eyes full of sadness.

"I tell you, if you want to live here, you must find someone to protect you. Do you understand? This black prison is mixed with fish and dragons, and they are all desperate people. Maybe they don't know how they die." said Wanshitong.

Yang Hua was still motionless and didn't know if he heard it.

Then Wanshitong still said to himself: "I don't know what sin you have committed, but I only know that when you arrive here, you have to live according to the rules here, or you will die before others. I tell you, in this black prison, east, west, south, north, and four warehouses, we are the boss of our Nan Cang, and it is quite loyal. If you are assigned to the other two warehouses, you may only be a corpse left at this time."

Yang Hua suddenly stood up, ignored him, and walked straight outside the prison.

"You. Where are you going? The restaurant is here." Wanshitong shouted.

But Yang Hua walked forward like a stubborn donkey without looking back.

I only heard Wanshitong look at Yang Hua's back, and suddenly shook his chubby head and sighed: "Hey, it seems that there will be another unjust death in the Black Prison..."

A lonely figure sat there holding his head in his hands, sobbing constantly.

The sheep herding ground is a place where black prisons allow prisoners to rest, and is called sheep herding.

This open space is surrounded by electric wire mesh more than ten feet high. There are fully armed prison guards standing every few dozen meters.

At this time, most prisoners were eating. After 30 minutes of meals, all prisoners were free to stroll and wander around the sheep field.

At this time, there was only a lonely figure sitting there in the sheep farm.

Yang Hua.

It turned out that Yang Hua did not go to have a meal but sat here alone.

I saw him covering his face with his hands on the sheep farm, and tears dripping from his hands, and he thought of Li Nana.

But now his lover is dead.

It was also from that day that Yang Hua was already dead.

His heart was dead.

For more than a month after Li Nana's death, he was like a walking corpse every day, with Nana's figure and appearance in his head and heart.

While Yang Hua was in pain alone, he did not notice that several men in blue prison uniforms walked towards him.

The leader was a man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek. Four or five people wearing blue prison uniforms like him followed him. A strip of cloth was tied to their arms, but the difference was that the word "Bei" was written on them.

I saw a few people walking quickly to Yang Hua.

Yang Hua didn't feel it at all, and he still squatted there with his hands covering his face.

The man with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks didn't say a word, and then he stepped on Yang Hua's back squatting on the ground.

Yang Hua didn't notice that a dog was kicked to the ground after eating shit.

I heard a burst of laughter coming from behind.

"Is this what Nancang newcomer?" The man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks smiled unscrupulously there.

Several men next to him laughed.

"Grandma, why are you crying here like a sissy? Haha?" One of them cursed and laughed.

"Damn it, it's said that the bastards in Nancang can beat each one more than the other. I think this bastard is just a candid... haha." Another man in a blue prison uniform said with a crazy laugh.

Yang Hua, who was lying on the ground, slowly got up and wiped the tears that had not dried on his face with his hands, without making any noise.

The men were stunned for a moment. Among them, a thin but tall guy standing in front, grabbed Yang Hua's back like an eagle with one hand.

Yang Hua still remained motionless.

The thin man grabbed his prison uniform with one hand and pulled him back. Yang Hua was suddenly fallen to the ground, and several people laughed again.

Yang Hua turned his head to look at the men with blood-red eyes.

"What the hell is it?" A man punched Yang Hua in the face, and the speed was beyond expectations.

Yang Hua couldn't dodge, and was punched hard on his face, shook his body twice, but he didn't fall to the ground, but scarlet blood flowed out of his mouth.

"Hey, boss, this guy is not from Nancang?" One of the men looked at Yang Hua's shoulders carefully and said to the man with sharp-mouthed cheeks.

The sharp-mouthed man was also stunned and turned his head to look at Yang Hua's shoulder. He saw that the guy in front of him was really not from Nancang. He laughed and said, "It must be that even the wastes in Nancang don't want this kid. He probably is a waste, haha."

After laughing, he kicked Yang Hua with one foot at the body of who had no intention of fighting back.

Yang Hua was kicked in a bang and was rolled to the ground.

I couldn't help but let out a painful moan from my mouth.

I heard the man behind him had a strange face, and a black mole the size of a finger grew on the corner of his mouth, saying, "Boss, I haven't killed anyone with my own hands for a long time. I'll let me kill one this time. I've been very uncomfortable in my hands these days."

The pointed-mouthed man smiled and said, "It's not just your itchy hands here, but we all have itchy hands. Hehe, you guy is unlucky."

The pointed-mouthed man looked at Yang Hua and said with a crazy laugh.

You should know that this black prison is really a day without dying, which is very strange. Although this black prisoner knows that no one has died in the past few days, he doesn’t know how many people have died in the dark.

The man with a sharp mouth and the two men from Beicang behind him walked step by step towards Yang Hua, who was lying on the ground without a chicken's strength. He had a hideous smile on his face. One of them took out a sharp dagger from his arms with a sound. The expression on his face was even more crazy, like a butcher, and his tongue licked the bright dagger with his tongue... He slowly walked towards Yang Hua, who was terrifyingly weak.

And Yang Hua, his heart is dead, and he still hopes that someone can kill him quickly. In this way, he will not live like a walking corpse...

At this critical moment, I suddenly heard a loud shout: "Stop."

Four burly men rushed over from behind.

When I got closer, I saw clearly that these four people were the few who had Yang Hua join Nancang in prison just now.

One of the men with the most burly figure and a dragon tattooed on their arms rushed over, and ran over with an angry look on their face.

"What do you bastards want to do?" The burly man looked at the pointed-mouthed man with big eyes like a light bulb.

The pointed-mouthed man had no intention of being afraid at all. He looked at them and sneered at the corner of his mouth and said to the man with a dragon tattoo on his arm: "Qinglong, it seems that it is not your Nancang business, right?" As soon as the words fell, the two people behind him walked forward slowly, their fists clenched tightly.

It seems like I'm ready to do a big fight at any time.

The burly man named Qinglong, staring at the boss with his eyes wide open, looked at Yang Hua lying on the ground: "Grandpa, I always care about whatever I want, what's wrong?"

After saying that, the three people behind him also set off.

The pointed-mouthed man had no intention of being afraid at all, but laughed and said, "Then what you mean, you have to do with this matter?"
Chapter completed!