The prisoners were very nimble with their hands and feet. As soon as the old man finished speaking, he took off the young man's pants.
"You...what are you going to do?" The young man almost cried, forgetting the pain all over his body for a moment. He had already heard that since there were no women in the prison, the prisoners would make fun of each other. He felt that his skin was white. With a fragile figure, he was simply a born weakling. He suspected that the prisoners would pour out their long-suppressed desires on him.
However, that was not what the prisoners wanted. They took out some liquid from another small bottle and wiped it on the young man's lower body. Most people were a little shy about the bodies of the same sex, but they did not at all. They wiped it all over carefully. , lest something be left behind, the level of seriousness is no less than building an atomic bomb.
"Indian God," the old man smiled triumphantly, and then waved his hand: "As usual, brothers, let's do it."
Ling Cang really couldn't imagine how these prisoners could get these things in a dark cell, but they happened to have them, and the effect was quite good. As soon as the old man finished speaking, the young man pointed straight ahead like a flagpole.
The prisoners took out a wooden board with a small hole in it and put it on the young man. Next, two prisoners grabbed the young man's hands, and the other prisoner kept kicking the young man's butt from behind: "Are you comfortable? "
The young man let out a scream, his whole body was shaken, and he hurriedly pulled his waist back. Before the pain passed, the prisoner behind him kicked him again, back and forth.
Having said that, this trick worked. After the young man was tortured like this, he probably wouldn't have the guts to make the same mistake again.
Scar Tou and Lao Lai laughed loudly, as if they were watching a good show. They didn't have the slightest sympathy, as if what they saw in front of them was not a person, but just a toy used for fun. After a while, Scar Tou proudly ordered He said: "As far as your body is concerned,"
The drug had a great effect, and the young man's flesh and blood soon became muted, but his hardness remained unchanged. Under this situation, no one could really reach the state of being scarred. The prisoners just wanted to let the blood flow down.
After a while, amidst the young man's screams, the wooden board was quickly covered with blood, and the ground was also stained with blood. Scarhead nodded with satisfaction and ordered: "Okay, let him go."
The prisoners let go of their hands, and the young man collapsed weakly on the ground and began to cry.
From the beginning to now, even after making such a loud noise, the corridor outside has always been quiet. The guards seemed not to hear at all and had no idea what was being done.
"According to the rules..." Lao Lai didn't show any sympathy and smiled: "Next, we have to learn the prison rules."
"Ah," the young man raised his head and asked with tears in his eyes: "It's not over yet."
"Nonsense," Lao Lai picked up the young man's collar and came to a wall: "The state has national laws, and the prison has prison rules. Now that you are in, how can you do it if you don't learn the rules here?"
There was a piece of paper on the wall, which stated the rules here. The old man asked the young man to bend down, straighten his legs, and press his fingers to his toes. This position was quite uncomfortable, but the more uncomfortable thing was at the back.
A prisoner came over, squatted down, and pointed a mineral water bottle at the young man's buttocks.
"Now I'm starting to recite it. I'll remember it well. I'll only recite it once." Lao Lai coughed, cleared his throat, and then started reciting according to the prison rules on the wall. His voice was neither slow nor slow, and his articulation was smooth. It was very clear, but he only read it once. When he finished, he told the young man: "It's your turn, start from the first one and memorize it for me."
Although the prison rules are not long, there are twenty or thirty of them. It is difficult to memorize them all after hearing them once. The young man got the first two of them right, but started to stutter on the third one. The old man winked and said, The prisoner in the back punched the bottom of the mineral water bottle.
Hearing a scream, the mineral water bottle was inserted into the body, and the young man was shocked all over. This was a glass bottle. If it was accidentally broken, I was afraid that he would really get banged on the spot.
"I'll read it to you again," the old man cleared his throat and read it to the young man again. The prisoner behind him pulled out the mineral water bottle and inserted it again as soon as the young man made a mistake in memorizing a word.
The young man's whole body was trembling, and his two snow-white legs were exposed to the air. They looked so delicate. The blood on his legs had condensed, but they were still a little hard, swinging back and forth under his crotch.
The prison rules are on the opposite wall, but as long as the young man raises his head, the old man will punch hard in the weak spot.
After struggling for more than half an hour, the young man finally memorized the prison rules. The old man clapped his hands with satisfaction: "That's pretty much it,"
"Hey, if you have nothing to do, let's play some cards," Scar Tou greeted, taking out a deck of cards from somewhere.
"You have to have some luck in playing cards," Lao Lai said, walking over and sitting opposite Scar Head: "Otherwise it's boring,"
"You can't play around with money. You owed me five thousand yuan at the meeting and you haven't paid it back yet,"
"Then just bet your brain,"
Scarhead nodded: "Okay,"
After hearing the conversation between the two guards, the two prisoners seemed to have received orders. They immediately came to Scar Tou and Lao Lai and sat down face to face. They were also newcomers, although they had already passed the stage of memorizing prison rules. , but life was not easy either.
The two people represent Lao Lai and Scar Tou respectively. Whichever side wins, the prisoner representing this side will play the one representing the other side. Scar Tou and Lao Lai say they are betting on their skulls, but in fact they do not do it themselves, they just look at the two. The prisoners played each other, and if they didn't play hard enough, they had to make a "bang bang" sound. If Lao Lai and Scar Tou were dissatisfied, they would raise their hands and slap the prisoner on their side.
After playing four or five poker games in a row, Scar Tou finally remembered Ling Cang: "By the way, there seems to be a new one here,"
Ling Cang kept standing there, nodding as if nothing had happened: "I am,"
"You're not that old," Lao Lai raised his head and looked Ling Cang from top to bottom: "He's still a student,"
"High school freshman,"
"Why did you come in?"
"fight,"
"Fuck," Scar Tou found a bad card. He threw the poker to the ground angrily, and then took out a cigarette: "I won't play anymore, I'm not in the mood."
Immediately, a prisoner ran over and carefully put away each poker card. Another prisoner got a match out of nowhere, put it under his shoe and rubbed it for a while, and then lit the match. The prisoner then was very respectful. He nodded on Scar's head. After scar's head took a puff of cigarette, he stood up and came to Ling Cang: "Tell me, you brats, you leave good books without reading, but you insist on going out to fight. Tell me." , Who are you worthy of? Are you worthy of your parents?"
"You guys don't know how happy it is to study. Like us, we miss you so much that we have no place to study," Lao Lai added next to him: "Your parents work hard outside to support your education. It’s not for you to cause trouble outside,”
If you don't consider the dirty words in the words, and don't look at the looks of Scar Tou and Lao Lai, just from these words, they sound a bit like benevolent men. These two are probably tired of torturing others at work and want to change To change my taste, I started ideological and political education for Ling Cang.
"I..." Ling Cang curled his lips and said helplessly: "I am an orphan."
"Fuck, then you shouldn't do it," Scar Tou glared, "The government supports you to eat and go to school to educate you, not to let you go out and fight."
"You are wrong," Ling Cang shook his head and corrected him seriously: "Since I was a child, the government has basically never taken care of anything. More importantly, there is no question of who the government supports, but who the government supports. The government itself has to rely on tens of millions of taxpayers to support itself.”
"You..." Scarhead was stunned and kept clicking his eyes. He had never been contradicted before, let alone heard such words: "How dare you fucking talk back,"
"This is not talking back," Ling Cang shrugged helplessly: "I am telling the truth."
"Tell me the truth," Scarhead clenched his fist and pointed at Ling Cang's nose: "Which school did you go to and how did your teacher teach you?"
"Minghai No. 1 Middle School,"
"Minghai... No. 1 Middle School," Scar Tou pondered for a moment: "You are not a local,"
"I'm from the Northeast, I was specially recruited to Minghai,"
"What's the special move?"
"With good grades and family difficulties, I was admitted to Minghai No. 1 Middle School with exception,"
"Minghai No. 1 Middle School is a famous aristocratic school. Judging from how polite and polite this kid is, he must have good academic performance." Lao Lai nodded and added: "It is said that Boss Hong's daughter is in that school."
Ling Cang asked: "Are you talking about Hong Yi?"
"Yeah," Lao Lai raised his eyebrows crookedly and asked with a half-smile, "Why, you know him,"
"Yes," Ling Cang also nodded: "His daughter Hong Xue is my wife."
As soon as he said this sentence, there was silence in the cell. After a while, all the prisoners burst into laughter.
"You're bragging about not drafting," Scarhead laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears: "How can Boss Hong's daughter fall in love with someone like you?"
They were bored, so they chatted with Ling Cang for a while to kill time. In any case, after entering the house, they must make Ling Cang fulfill the rules.
However, they did not expect that Ling Cang would be so happy, and he would make such a joke just after saying a few words.
"You don't like me..." Ling Cang looked at the other person and asked one word at a time: "How can I like someone like you?"
There are also people who have just entered the house who don't take working in class seriously because of their height and strength, but there is no one who speaks rudely like this without even saying a few words. Ling Cang looks like he is just a student. , let alone someone who has such courage,