The man under him had no power to fight back at all. His face was covered with blood. After a few punches, there was no movement. The man punched him a few more times and then stopped. The man who was pressed under him was furious.
The person who was beaten was obviously dead.
"Haha, it's dead, it's dead! Give me the money, give me the money!"
Violence and bloodshed stimulated everyone's nerves. A burly officer immediately stood up, announced the result of the battle, and began to take money from the soldiers who had made the mistake.
These people were actually gambling, and the way they gambled was so bloody. Those who won were overjoyed, but those who lost were cursing.
The burly officer laughed loudly, collected the money, took out a bowl of rice with a strong rancid smell from the corner next to him, and threw it in front of the victor like a dog.
The victor was also injured in the battle just now. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. His hands and feet were covered with pustules. His eyes were dull, as if he was indifferent to everything around him. His eyes were only focused on the bowl of rotten rice.
superior.
Slowly crawling over, not caring whether the rice was rancid or smelly, the man directly grabbed a handful with his blood-stained hands and put it into his mouth.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Look, the people of the Great Yan Dynasty are all dead dogs!"
There was crazy laughter all around, and when the soldiers saw the man's appearance, it was like seeing a dead dog. The more miserable it was, the more pleasure it aroused in their hearts.
"Well?"
Just as the soldiers were laughing crazily, they suddenly noticed a strange man in gorgeous clothes appearing strangely in the square. All laughter stopped abruptly.
Yellow-skinned man!
"who?"
The burly officer immediately took out a laser gun and pointed it directly at Chen Jinyuan's head. This man came suddenly. Judging from his appearance, could he be a remnant of the Great Yan Dynasty?
Chen Jinyuan ignored him at all, but said calmly, "Where is Rick Zaifu?"
"Asshole, let me ask you, who are you?" The burly officer glared and immediately started to curse.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, the burly officer's body was immediately shaken to pieces by the huge pressure, and a handful of blood rained all over the ground.
Blood splattered on his face. The people around him were dumbfounded. They just snorted lightly and did not use any means. A living person exploded like this.
What a scary person!
After reacting, everyone began to take out their weapons, and dozens of laser guns were aimed at the terrifying man who suddenly appeared in front of them.
"die!"
Slowly uttering one word, dozens of soldiers didn't even have a chance to shoot. One by one, like limp noodles, they fell to the ground with a thud, each one lifeless. They couldn't die.
Die again.
"You, you, don't come here!"
There was another person standing. He was a short, skinny monkey-like soldier. He was also the one who screamed the loudest just now. When he saw his comrades around him dying in such a strange way, he was frightened and felt all over his body.
Trembling, my voice trembled.
Is this man the God of Death? The huge coercion and fear of death gave the soldier the urge to commit suicide by swallowing a gun. His pants soon became wet, and a smell instantly filled the air. He was incontinent!
"Tell me, where is Prime Minister Rick?" Chen Jinyuan said a few words to the soldier calmly.
Although the tone was calm, it was frightening in the ears of the soldier. The soldier knelt on the ground with a thud, threw the laser gun aside, and cried and kowtowed, "Respect the strong, please forgive me."
Take my life!"
Chen Jinyuan frowned, "Let me ask you one last time, where is Rick Zaifu?"
"Rick Prime Minister?" Seeing Chen Jinyuan's gloomy tone, the soldier didn't dare to talk about anything else, because he knew that if he didn't answer properly, he might end up like the soldiers next to him.
"Dear strong man, the base camp is divided into four districts: southeast, northwest and southeast. Rick Zaifu is a senior prisoner of the empire. He is detained in the east district and is not under the jurisdiction of our west district!" The soldier said tremblingly.
"Huh? Then you can go and die!" Chen Jinyuan heard this and directly dropped a sentence, and the soldier immediately died.
He turned around and looked at the man lying on the ground like a dead dog, still eating the leftover food in the bowl. His dull eyes were so focused that he didn't seem to care about anything around him.
Chen Jinyuan shook his head. Although this man was pitiful, he killed his own kind for a bowl of rotten rice. Even if he saved him, he would only have the instinct of an animal.
With a sigh, Chen Jinyuan's body disappeared from the ground and headed towards Dongcheng District, which the soldier said was heavily guarded.
——
Eastern District Jail.
The prisoners here are all felons from the empire. Every prisoner has a distinguished past, but no matter how prominent they were in the past, they are now prisoners of the rank and file, and are dragged to the mines every day as free labor.
, mining black stones for the empire, being beaten, scolded, and working hard without complaint, completely becoming an ant-like existence at the bottom.
bathroom.
This is a public bathroom, specially opened to prisoners, because these prisoners are engaged in manual labor, and they are all dressed in black after coming out of the mine every day. If everyone does not take a shower, it is unimaginable what the prison environment will be like.
How bad it has become.
A dark figure opened the bathroom door and staggered in. His face and body were covered with black cinders, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.
Slowly turning on the switch, a stream of cold water sprayed out from the high nozzle. It was bitingly cold, but the man didn't mind. At this time, it was good to be able to wash his body clean. Who cares about the water temperature.
The man quickly adapted to the temperature of the water, took off the handkerchief around his waist, and began to wipe his body.
"Click!"
After a while, the door opened again, and three white-skinned strong men walked in. When the man saw these three people, he immediately turned around. He knew all three of them, and the leading man was from the prison.
A bully, before he was imprisoned, he was the leader of an underground evil force named Steven, and the two people next to him were both followers that Steven took in while in prison.
"Oh, why are you so familiar?" Although the man turned his back, Steven also noticed him and walked directly with him. He turned on the nozzle next to him and looked at the previous man.
Look at.
When the man heard this, he immediately turned around, obviously not wanting to cause trouble.
"Hey, isn't this Master Rick?"
The man turned around, and a horse boy next to him saw his appearance clearly, and the horse boy immediately laughed in a sinister way. (To be continued...)