Unexpectedly, Shalang didn't seem to hear the ridicule in Di Cheng's tone. Instead, he sighed and patted his own legs, saying: "It's not because of these two legs that I have been able to jump high since I was a child. The height is a bit exaggerated.
The nasty bedbug you mentioned. I can’t help it, why do I have similar features to those guys?”
Looking at the sighing Sha Lang, Di Cheng felt vigilant in his heart. There were no good people in Chixiang Prison, let alone fools. The more friendly he was, the more abnormal he was, not to mention that the other party was the head of the family in charge of the seventh compound of the Iron Prison.
"Your life is pretty good. You have a place to live and a woman to accompany you. It's much more comfortable than I imagined."
"That's right, except for the lack of alcohol, this place is simply paradise. You can do whatever you want. If you feel bad, you can kill a few bastards for fun." Shalang raised his head very proudly, looking very satisfied with the life here.
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But the moment he finished speaking the last word, his proud expression suddenly changed without warning, and deep in his eyes there was a surge of emotion. His crouching body suddenly rose up like a compressed spring, and he swung his right foot towards Di.
It shot away like a bullet in the chest area.
His face changes in an instant, and his shot is also in the blink of an eye. The loud whistle produced by the toes tearing the air shows the terrifying power it contains.
Here it comes! Di Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, his body swayed backwards, trying to relieve his strength. At the same time, his right hand drew a Tai Chi-like spinning trajectory, intercepting it accurately!
Bang! The fists and kicks came in an instant, and the sudden change from extreme movement to extreme silence caused the chain in Di Cheng's right hand to collide forward.
From the projectile, to the move, to Di Cheng's move to intercept, the whole process happened between the sparks of calcium carbide!
The prisoners' eyes only dimmed as Sha Lang's right foot and Di Cheng's right fist collided.
Sha Lang's eyes gradually narrowed, and a bright light flashed in the two narrow slits. He looked at Di Cheng for a moment, and then slowly retracted his right foot that was still there.
"Interesting." Shalang chuckled softly, but did not make any further remarks. He turned around and returned to the wooden table in front of the adobe house, and sat down gracefully.
The six bodyguards looked at Di Cheng, who was calm as usual, with surprise. This guy just... caught Sha Lang's surprise attack?!
They could clearly feel that Shalang was indeed murderous at that moment, and there was almost no force left in that kick. It seems that a powerful character has come to this seventh compound. The next days should be interesting. Shalang is not
Good guy, those who are targeted by him can only wish for happiness.
Not long after I sat down in Shalang, the heavy iron door in front creaked open, and groups of sergeants carried bamboo baskets into the iron prison and walked towards the thirteen courtyards. Each bamboo basket was followed by a dozen
Or soldiers holding rifles or leading wolfdogs.
The familiar creaking sound sounded, and the prisoners all turned their heads like a conditioned reflex, and their eyes became eager! The originally dead air seemed to be burning at this moment, and the mixed smell of heat and fishy smell wandered in the air and penetrated into everyone's nostrils.
, once again stimulated their minds.
Under these wolf-like gazes, a soldier was "escorted" by other comrades into the seventh compound. He first took out a plate of vegetables, a plate of barbecue, a basket of white steamed buns and a fruit plate of apples, and handed them
Gave it to Shalang's thug.
"Master Sha, the ten-day period is coming soon. Have you selected the candidates for the mission?" an officer leading a large wolfdog asked Sha Lang.
"District Chief Gao doesn't need to worry about this. I know exactly what to do." Sha Lang glanced at Di Cheng, his tone a little cold.
The officer surnamed Gao smiled and said: "Your Sha family has been in the railway prison for a long time, so these small things are no problem. However, the room superintendent of our railway prison held a meeting yesterday and said that there were too many people in the 13th Hospital, which made him upset.
, decided to increase the number of times when submitting the task next time. In other words, the original eight quotas are set at fifty people, with an average of three to four people per hospital. I wonder if the Sha family master has any opinions? "
Three to four?! The prisoners who were looking eagerly at the bamboo basket couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. Fifty people came out of the iron prison, and fifty dead people came out, which means that there were a hundred people actually involved in the melee, and those who participated in the fight
On average, there are six to eight children per hospital per person.
"Isn't the Superintendent on a business trip? Is this what he meant? It's not like District Supervisor Gao, you are bored and want to have fun. I don't have any objection to handing in tasks, but if it goes too far and we start to make trouble, none of us will look good.
"A cold look appeared on Sha Lang's frivolous face.
The prisoners in each compound are all his subordinates. The competition in each compound depends not only on the strength of the family leader, but more importantly on these death row prisoners who are as ferocious as wolves. If anyone wants to play tricks in the melee, the person who will lose is himself.
He doesn't mind enforcing family laws in the compound, nor does he mind fighting among the people, but he must not let others come over and point fingers and kill his servants at will.
The officer surnamed Gao said with a smile: "Believe it or not, I am only responsible for delivering the message. But I can tell you clearly that the supervisor is indeed back. If you deliberately do something wrong by then, the leaders above will not mind your death."
Supervise someone to replace you as the head of the family."
Shalang leaned back on the seat, rubbed his chin, and said with a smile: "Do you think I'm scared, grandpa? Go to the Death Prison and call someone, call him! Who? Crow?! Humph!
Huh, if you can bring the crow over, I will commit suicide here and give up my seat to someone else? I’m really not afraid. Grandpa Sha, I have been in charge of the Seventh Yard of the Railway Supervision for three years. Am I still afraid of you, the new district?
Chief? Let me tell you, if you want to establish your authority, it won’t work here! Find someone else.”
"Crow? Are you a little flea worthy of asking a crow to take action?" Officer Gao sneered disdainfully and left the seventh hospital with his pet dog. "You are free to do whatever you want, but you still have to weigh the consequences."
A cold light flashed in Sha Lang's eyes. He grabbed an apple and took a bite. He raised his voice and said: "District Chief Gao, your grandfather, I'm greedy for dog meat. I'm keeping an eye on your purebred dog. Maybe one day I'll be interested."
, I’ve stewed it for you! I’ll give you some bone soup when the time comes.”
"You can try it!" District Chief Gao snorted coldly and left the seventh compound without stopping.
"It's time to eat. Each person has a steamed bun." Soldiers carrying bamboo baskets handed out fist-sized steamed buns one by one. The remaining soldiers held guns to hold the prisoners in order to prevent riots.
After taking the buntou, the prisoners' movements were surprisingly consistent. They broke it in half, one big and one small, and hid the small one in the ragged clothes. The big one didn't swallow it immediately, but licked it back and forth vigorously.
Tear it off bit by bit, put it in your mouth and chew it carefully, as if this is not steamed buns, but some kind of fairy fruit Ganoderma lucidum.
After receiving the steamed bun, Di Cheng looked through it casually, broke it apart, and handed half of it to the person on the right.
The man was unequivocal and grabbed it, quickly stuffing it into his arms for fear that Di Cheng would regret it. He even looked at Di Cheng warily and moved his body to the right.
Di Cheng didn't care either. He sat on the wall and gnawed on the cornbread, looking at the wolf dogs with their big tongues hanging out. The wolf dogs here seemed to be particularly tall and strong, with relatively long teeth, very close to the appearance of a prairie wolf. Di Cheng was surprised.
It's the eyes of these dogs, red! It's not caused by light reflection, it's the real red color.
I remember when I was a child, I heard the old people say that when there was famine or famine in ancient times, the eyes of wild dogs would turn red. That was because they ate too much human hearts and livers.
Di Cheng didn't know if the reason for the red eyes of these wolf dogs was also because they had eaten too many human hearts and livers, but the eyes of these wolf dogs looked at the prisoners with a bit of greed, and they always had the intention of pounce on them.
Under the "care" of the soldiers' guns, everyone slowly ate half of the steamed bun in their hands. For them who had been hungry for two days, this little thing was not enough to fill their stomachs. Many people were rubbing it.
On his chest, he felt the temperature of the small piece of steamed bun inside.
"Master Sha, I'll leave this place to you, don't make too much of a fuss." The soldier sharing the meal greeted Sha Lang and left the seventh compound with the rest of the soldiers.
After the soldiers left, the seventh compound returned to calm again, but the faces of the death row prisoners suddenly became ferocious. Everyone stood up amid the collision of iron chains, and looked at their companions around them with dark and wary eyes.
The six guards with sinister faces spread out and stood in front of the prisoners, twisting their bodies, shrugging their shoulders, and doing warm-up exercises.
Everyone is waiting for an order, an order from Shalang.
This is the rule of the Seventh Compound, and also the rule of the entire iron prison. Every time after the food is distributed, the prisoners need to keep the small piece hidden on their body. After eating the larger piece, they will fight with each other and snatch the food of their companions.
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The purpose is very simple, to stimulate blood, the strong will be stronger! Let the powerful and ruthless prisoners have more food and become stronger! This will increase the combat strength of this hospital!
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