The night was silent. All the death row inmates were hunched up and squatting motionless in the corner. In order to survive, they did not even dare to move too much. They just wanted to preserve their poor physical strength and not suffer the horrific cruelty.
way of death.
Sitting quietly in the corner, even Di Cheng, who had been prepared for them, felt sad for them. Just hearing the words from his mouth made his heart tremble. How did they feel when they were actually in it?
It is a kind of suffering, a kind of suffering in which the soul is stronger than the body. What kind of shock is it when you witness the bloody killing and the scenes of live people feeding dogs.
For these people, death may be a kind of relief, but who has the courage to accept the baptism of death, bitten by vicious dogs and eaten alive...
Chixiang Prison, a place of exile for serious criminals, the Hall of Hell on earth, the place is as its name suggests.
The first night in the prison was spent in this oppressive and breathless silence. Di Cheng did not take any action, Yang Jing and Dahan did not take any action, and the other three Skynet members also chose to
There was silence.
There are only two things that are different from this consistent dead silence. One is the state of mind of Di Cheng and others, and the other is Zhu Hongchao, the warden of Chixiang Prison.
At this time, Zhu Hongchao had two letters in his hand. The two letters seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary, but they made the brigadier general, who had a special status in the entire army military system, frown and find it difficult to make a choice.
One of them came from the Zhao family in the capital. Although this letter was not personally written by the old general, it was stamped with his seal. For me, it was of great weight. The request in the letter was very simple, "I want Di
Life is worse than death!!" But the last two exclamation points emphasized made Zhu Hongchao, who was astute, realize the inner resentment of the writer.
If it were normal, Zhu Hongchao would definitely agree to this request, which was not a request, without hesitation, and he would implement the phrase "life is worse than death" with high quality. But the second letter sent almost at the same time made him
My heart trembled.
Jin family!
Moreover, it is a letter written by Jin Xueliang, the contemporary head of the Jin family. He knows this font!
The request is also very simple, with only three words: "Bao Dicheng!" It is also highlighted with an exclamation mark.
One is his old boss, who is now an important member of the military; the other is Jin Xueliang, a powerful character that he also dares not provoke.
Di Cheng Di Cheng Zhu Hongchao stood in front of the office window, quietly looking at the gloomy night sky, his brows furrowed and stretched, but still unable to make a decision.
The next morning, the dazzling sunlight woke Di Cheng from his deep sleep. He rubbed his sore eyes hard and looked up at the high sun. Unknowingly, it was already approaching noon.
Di Cheng was wondering, why did he sleep so deeply today? Anyone else would have suffered from insomnia in such a depressing environment and had to be vigilant at all times, but he was...
However, Di Cheng's attention was quickly attracted by the scene in front of him. The death row inmates who were still curled up and hanging their heads yesterday had actually raised their heads covered with dirt, and their red eyes kept turning back and forth between the iron fence and the adobe room.
Occasionally he looked at his companions beside him, his eyes filled with desire and even more vigilance.
The compound is still silent and oppressive, but there seems to be a fishy smell similar to blood flowing in the air. The prisoners seem to have their souls returning, and an unconcealed evil intention is flowing through everyone.
The sun slowly moved toward the top of the head, and everyone's fists gradually clenched. Many people even slowly sat up, pressing their necks down and raising their heads, like wild beasts about to pounce, quietly waiting for the arrival of their prey.
Huh? What happened to these guys? Why did they suddenly come to life?!
Di Cheng's heart couldn't help but beat, and he suddenly felt like he was among a herd of animals, just like dancing with wolves in the depths of the Hulunbuir grassland.
"What is this for?" Di Cheng asked the man next to him who explained Chixiang Prison to him last night.
This man now looked like all the prisoners on death row. His originally empty eyes were filled with ferociousness and madness. He glanced at Di Cheng lightly, but instead of answering the question, he said: "Remember the promise last night, half a steamed bun."
At this time, six majestic men with a bloody aura surging around their bodies came out of the adobe house in the southeast corner of the compound, each with a ferocious look and a ferocious face.
That kind of ferocious look is not because they are ugly, but because of the evil intention in their bodies, which puts a strong pressure on their originally handsome faces. Di Cheng is most familiar with this kind of look, when the players in the underground death fighting competition area just come out of the training camp.
That's it.
The heart of such a person has already run counter to human ethics and morals. Killing and ruthlessness fill the heart, and killing the opponent is the only mission of survival.
Di Cheng quietly looked at these six big men. They must be thugs under Xie Xingfiao. Their strength seemed pretty good.
Just as he was speculating, there was movement in the adobe house in the northeast corner. Di Cheng's eyes turned and focused on the dark doorway.
"MD, my bones are sore from sleeping so hard. You two should come out as well. You served me well last night. Come and have dinner with me today." A lazy and frivolous voice came from the darkness.
"Thank you, sir. It's the slave's duty to serve you."
"We are already lucky to be able to live here. How can we not serve you wholeheartedly? What's more, Master... you were so brave last night that I'm still feeling sore now." Two sweet and charming female voices said.
"Are you sore? Where are you sore? Come on and let me rub it for you."
"Here, oh, you hurt me."
"Hahaha……"
Amidst the male and female sex, a young man walked out of the adobe house in his arms with two enchanting women who exuded seductive smells.
Di Cheng automatically passed by the two scantily clad women and settled on the young man. He was not too tall and not very strong, but he looked rather handsome. Although the clothes were a little shabby, they were clean and similar to those in the current market.
The beggar's outfit above has a unique charm.
At first glance, this person gives the impression that he is like a young man in a bustling city who wears fashionable clothes and pursues individuality. However, he does not have that kind of ruffianism and arrogance. On the contrary, he makes a good impression on people. You can see the two people around him.
The girl was very satisfied with the man hugging her, and there was no pretense of flattery in her eyes.
However, Di Cheng rarely looks at people's appearance. What he pays attention to is their eyes.
Cold, cruel, and changeable in temperament, this is the nature Di Cheng saw in Sha Lang's eyes.
"Brother Lang!" The six thugs bowed and saluted.
"Brother Lang!" All the prisoners knelt down and shouted loudly, like subjects welcoming the emperor's arrival.
"The weather is nice, what time is it, and dinner hasn't been served yet. Damn it, it's getting more and more outrageous. I've already come out, and they haven't..." Shalang breathed a sigh of relief, cursing, twisting his body, and doing
He was doing stretching exercises. But before he finished speaking, Sha Lang suddenly stopped and his eyes slowly fixed on the corner of the wall as his head turned, on Di Cheng, the only one who was not kneeling!
The six thugs and the two bewitching women also followed Sha Lang's gaze and looked at Di Cheng in surprise.
"New here? Why didn't anyone notify me?" Sha Lang looked up and down at Di Cheng with great interest, then walked over slowly with his hands behind his back.
"We didn't pay much attention. We went to bed a little early yesterday." The thugs quickly lowered their heads. No one dared to say that you were playing with women yesterday, for fear of disturbing you.
They never judge each other's mood by Shalang's expression and tone. The six of them have served this master for three years, but they still haven't figured out his temper. Sometimes they talk and laugh, but the next moment, maybe,
I'll kick your head in; sometimes I'll be so angry that I'll throw you a piece of fruit to try; sometimes I'll be willing to listen to good things, and sometimes I'll be willing to be told harsh words; sometimes I'll even let six people get in my mood.
He was tortured until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
There are two kinds of evaluations of him by outsiders, one is evil, the other is... crazy!
But it is undeniable that Sha Lang's strength is quite terrifying. He frightened the railway prison for three years. Except for Zhou Shaojie and a few others, no one in the entire railway prison dared to provoke this lunatic.
"What have you committed?" Sha Lang walked up to Di Cheng and sat down cross-legged with a smile, as if he had met an old friend he hadn't seen for several years.
"Killed a few people." Di Cheng also answered with a smile.
Di Cheng's calm look made Sha Lang's smile deepen. "Oh, to be assigned here, it seems that you have killed a lot of people."
"It's not bad, a dozen or twenty, it's just a small thing, I don't remember clearly."
Startled for a moment, Sha Lang suddenly burst out laughing, pointing nervously at his thugs, and then patted Di Cheng heavily on the shoulder. "I like this guy, haha..."
Shalang burst out laughing, but all the prisoners around him quietly gasped, their scalps numb, and their heads lowered. They were not shocked by Di Cheng's "ignorance and fearlessness", nor were they lamenting his "glorious experience", but
...When Shalang is emotional, it is often his most dangerous moment.
"Your name is the evil heart flea? Why did you get such a nickname? Fleas, those reptiles jumping around are not popular." As soon as Di Cheng said this, everyone changed their colors, especially the thugs who became furious.
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