Chapter 23, Thriller in the Rainstorm (1) Rain (12:05)
Shalang's eyes fell on Di Cheng again at some point. He didn't know what he was thinking. He just chewed the apple in his hand unconsciously and did not shout as usual to announce the start of the performance.
Accompanied by roars and roars, the other twelve courtyards fell into madness one after another. The prisoners bit like wild beasts and tried their best to seize the Wotou in each other's hands. This was not just as simple as half of the Wotou that could be won.
There is a rule that anyone who can grab a piece of corn is considered to be someone close to the head of the family. Whenever a task is handed in, they will not be chosen, but the person who lost half of the corn.
This is called survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle!
But compared to the craziness and intensity of other compounds, the seventh compound today seemed a bit weird. The prisoners gradually discovered Shalang's strangeness, but they did not dare to let down their guard. They could only stand so quietly, all the time.
Tense your mind.
The six thugs looked at each other in confusion, but no one dared to disturb Shalang's thinking.
The attention of the two charming girls had already been attracted by the fruits and food on the table. They were originally low-level prisoners struggling to survive in the women's prison, but they were transferred out of there because they were valued by Shalang. However, Shalang every few times
A new group of women will be replaced every month. All they need to do is to stay here longer, eat as much food as possible, take good care of their bodies, and conserve their strength. Even if they return to the women's prison in the future, they can increase their chances of survival.
Di Cheng had just arrived and didn't understand the rules here. He was curious as to why these prisoners suddenly stood up and looked fierce, so he sat there and observed them carefully, secretly evaluating each other's strength, and planning something in his mind.
After a long time, when Shalang bit his finger while biting the apple, he finally woke up from his meditation.
After squinting at Di Cheng, Sha Lang suddenly laughed strangely and took out two white flour buns, some green vegetables, and an apple from the food in front of him.
"Send it to him." Sha Lang pointed at Di Cheng.
"Yes." The girl was surprised by Sha Lang's behavior, but she still obediently picked up the plate and gave it to Di Cheng.
Looking at the dinner plate in front of Di Cheng, the eyes of the prisoners suddenly became hot, especially those on the left and right of Di Cheng. They were swallowing heavily and their whole bodies were tense, as if they were about to escape the next moment.
"What do you mean?" Di Cheng was not polite, picked up the white and soft steamed bun and started to eat it. During the days when he was escorted from T City to Chixiang Prison, the soldiers rarely gave him food, so he was indeed hungry.
Shalang didn't answer, picked up the steamed buns and chopsticks, called the girl and his six bodyguards to come over, and started eating leisurely around the table.
In this way, the prisoners were left alone, even if they were beaten or not beaten. In the end, under the look of a guard, everyone sat down temporarily, and the "performance" was temporarily cancelled.
"Give... give me a bite... a taste?" The man on Di Cheng's right stared directly at the bun in Di Cheng's hand, swallowing hard: "I can tell you everything you want to know, everything."
Di Cheng glanced at him, then looked at the steamed bun with only half left, and threw it away.
The man hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it, but when he saw the steamed bun falling in his hand, he was stunned for a moment. He had no hope at all, but hunger made him speak subconsciously. Who knew he... he really gave it to himself...
Dreaming?
Bang! The man slapped himself hard, and the burning pain woke him up instantly.
Really! It’s real!
Steamed buns, this is steamed buns. The man looked excitedly at the white and tender steamed buns in his hand, and they started shaking with excitement. All kinds of complicated emotions came to his heart one after another, and tears welled up in his eyes.
This feeling is absolutely incomprehensible to outsiders and unimaginable.
"Give it to me!" The man on the man's right roared and rushed forward.
But before the other party could get close, the man grabbed one end of the bun and swallowed it. He didn't even chew it and swallowed it hard.
"Spit it out!" The man who rushed over had his eyes red. He clamped his elbows on the man's neck and stuffed his hands into his mouth, trying to dig out the buns.
"What's the fuss about? Do you want to feed the dog?!" a thug shouted angrily.
"It's just you two. You two have a share of the mission quota for the day after tomorrow." Another thug glanced with a sneer.
The prisoners on death row looked at the two people tearing each other with schadenfreude and hummed in their hearts, you deserve it! Who made you eat steamed buns! You deserve it!
The two people who were named turned pale and subconsciously wanted to beg for mercy and forgiveness, but the cold and stern looks of the thugs made them wisely choose to shut up.
Sitting back in despair, he struggled to swallow the steamed bun that was still stuck in his neck. The man smiled bitterly: "The day has come, haha... I have to finally leave this hell and go to another hell. But I still thank you for the steamed bun.
, I haven’t tasted food other than steamed buns for a long time.”
"How many years have you been here?" Di Cheng asked casually while chewing on an apple, but his eyes wandered over Sha Lang and his six thugs, as if they were planning something.
"Five years, this life has been going on for five years."
"What happened?"
After a moment of silence, the man shook his head: "I forgot, and I don't want to remember it anymore."
"What is your name?"
"Wang Zhong."
Di Cheng withdrew his gaze and handed the remaining half of the apple to the other party. Wang Zhong was lost in thought again. It was not until Di Cheng presented the apple to him again that he woke up with a start, grabbed the apple, and swallowed it whole in just two mouthfuls.
Go down.
"Thank you." This word has not been mentioned for a long time, and today I said it sincerely twice.
"Wang Zhong, I want to ask you something."
"Ask, you are going to die soon anyway. If you want to know anything, just ask. I hope I can provide you with some help."
Di Cheng quietly pointed at Sha Lang and others and whispered: "Does Sha Lang hold the key to the chains we are wearing?"
"You...what do you want to do?" Wang Zhong was surprised.
"Just asking."
Wang Zhong looked at Di Cheng suspiciously. Wang Zhong wanted to warn Di Cheng, but suddenly he remembered what the thugs had just said. He felt bitter in his heart. With his pitiful strength, the final result of participating in the melee was to feed the dog. He wanted to do it.
If you are eaten by a dog, how can you be in the mood to care about others?
Pointing to the tallest and blackest man among the thugs, Wang Zhong said: "The key is hanging on King Kong's body, that is the big black man. The key is hanging in his clothes. He is the strongest thug under Sha Lang. In this seventh compound.
, the strength is second only to Shalang.”
"Yeah." Di Cheng responded lightly, with a smile on his face.
That afternoon, Shalang did not return to the adobe house to enjoy life as usual. Instead, he stood in the courtyard and moved around. From time to time, he would also discuss with the six bodyguards. However, it was obvious that
He didn't try his best, but seemed to be doing some kind of warm-up.
Di Cheng sat quietly where he was, closing his eyes and recuperating, recuperating and recuperating.
A head of the Iron Supervisor family and a new member of the Bad Wolf were all making certain preparations according to their own intentions. No one made any clear statement or said anything, but an invisible letter of challenge was quietly pasted on both sides.
heart!
Waiting for the moment when the fierce battle breaks out!
The sky was getting dark, and the sky that had been sultry for a long time finally started to rain sparsely in the evening. The prisoners all raised their heads, accepting the gift from the sky, and let the rain wash over them. It seemed that they were all using the rare rain to cleanse their bodies, but Yang
Tears of sorrow and sorrow quietly fell from their faces. Only at this time could they cry without any scruples with the help of the rain curtain.
It's just that the light rain got heavier and heavier after nightfall, and turned into heavy rain. The heavy rain turned. Dazzling lightning pierced the night and struck the lightning rod in the sky. The rolling thunder then exploded, and the heavy rain poured down to the earth accompanied by strong winds.
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All the death row prisoners hugged their cold bodies tightly and huddled in the corner, letting the heavy rain beat on their bodies like hammers, silently resisting the roar of the sky.
But no one expected that at this moment, in the sixth courtyard, which is adjacent to the seventh courtyard, there is a suppressed and terrifying beast that is awakening the violent blood evil in its body amidst bursts of thunder.
Dazzling lightning split the night, and a thunder exploded in the valley. Yaya stood in front of the adobe house like a lost soul, staring blankly ahead with his dead eyes. His petite body looked so lonely and desolate under the torrential rain.
"Mother"
The whitened lips trembled and raised, and the sound was like a baby whispering in sleep.
Shi Shenggang, the head of the Sixth Courtyard in the adobe house, frowned and looked at Yaya, who was disappearing and appearing in the lightning. Although this figure was cute and cute, he had been living in this purgatory for seven years, but he relied on his sense of danger to detect it.
It was inexplicable danger. I let the child out this afternoon with the intention of observing him carefully, but his lively, cute and childish voice made Shi Shenggang more and more confused.
Could it be that this child was put in this prison because his parents offended some big shot and were implicated?
But where does that danger come from? Does it really come from the child in front of me?
But now...
What happened to this child?
"Mom hugs"
Yaya stretched out his hand tremblingly, embracing the void, as if he was snuggling into his mother's arms. Two tears flowed from his empty eyes, sliding down the young cheek together with the splashing rain.
The roaring thunder illuminated Yaya's little face mixed with grief and longing. The wind and rain roared, impacting Yaya's petite body.
Suddenly, a shrill wail exploded in Yaya's mind, and Yaya, who had been silent in the illusory warmth, suddenly trembled.
Ah, the mournful wails kept coming one after another, the sharp cries revolving in my mind, the poignant bright red filled my vision, and the distorted face mixed with fear and pain emerged in the blood-red color.
Struggling, wailing, calling for help, crying for help, a scene like the end of the world appeared in Yaya's mind like a movie. The intense pain swept in like a tide, wrapping around his small body and squeezing it to death.
The empty eyes gradually turned blood red, and the innocent cheeks were twisted and hideous due to pain.
It’s still that rainy night, it’s still that tragedy, it’s still that heart-breaking pain that tears apart the soul.
why why!!
Mom, sister why!! Why!!!
"Ah!!!" A sharp scream that was no less than thunder in the sky suddenly exploded in Yaya's throat. The evil intention mixed with violence and resentment followed the sharp scream and swept across the sky, heading towards the entire Chixiang Prison No. 3 Prison No. 28 like a furious wave.
The ground roars away!
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