"How about it? Are you familiar with me or not?" Bai Qinghan said with a smile.
"Familiar... familiar... you are my biological brother... no no no... you are my biological brother... biological uncle... biological uncle..." The disfigured man was in pain and begged for mercy.
Bai Qinghan snorted and then let go of the disfigured man.
The disfigured man burst into tears. He was the boss of the death row, and all new entrants had to obey him. He thought he could live a leisurely life before being executed, but unexpectedly a cannibal came.
Not to mention the scholar, here comes another person who can break bones and tendons... what a fateful fate...
With a sad look on his face, he took a cautious look at the scholar, and seeing that he seemed to have fallen asleep, he pulled Bai Qinghan to a corner of the prison and told him what he knew about the scholar.
The disfigured man has been in prison for more than two years. It is said that prisoners on death row will never survive a year. Most of them are backlogged in the prison and then be executed later. But the disfigured man has managed his relationship well, and his cousins who have not been arrested outside are
Every month, he sent money to the warden of Qianfucheng Prison, which could amount to a few hundred taels at most, or at least dozens of taels. So every year when a prisoner on death row was mentioned, the warden tried every means to fool him.
I have been in there for more than two years, and I have encountered a lot of strange things. The prison is a very dark place, and it is said that there are many ghosts who died unjustly due to miscarriage of justice and are unable to get out.
However, the most outrageous thing that the disfigured man has ever seen is the fair-skinned scholar. This fair-skinned scholar has a name, Shi Zilun. He is a learned man. Several generations of his family have been scholars, and he is also fair-skinned and comely.
. I estimate that he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, just in his youth.
The man still remembered that the scholar was arrested two months ago. One day they had just finished their prison meal and found that rats came from nowhere and were always biting people secretly. They planned to open the door on the ground.
Break the grass mat and catch the mice.
I was looking for rat droppings all over the ground when I suddenly heard a commotion outside, and saw five or six jailors escorting a scholar-looking man in with fearful expressions on their faces.
This was the first time for the disfigured man to see that so many guards were needed to detain a prisoner. The brothers in the prison didn't know what was going on and they all stopped what they were doing.
The jailers opened the door and pushed the scholar in.
At that time, there was nothing unorthodox about the scholar's face. The disfigured man only thought that his pupils were larger and darker than ordinary people. Other than that, he was just an ordinary boy.
After the scholar entered the cell, he first bowed to everyone politely, then introduced himself to his family, said his name, and hoped that all the elder brothers would take more care of him.
Since ancient times, prisons have always been a place where the strong prey on the weak. No one will sympathize with the weak. The weak can only survive under the trampling of the strong.
The disfigured man and his brothers really took good care of Shi Zilun. They often made fun of him, beating him and scolding him were commonplace.
At first, Shi Zilun gritted his teeth and endured it. No one noticed that Shi Zilun's character was becoming more and more withdrawn, and the pupils in his eyes were getting bigger and bigger.
But then one day, one of the men of the disfigured man got out of his element and told Shi Zilun an unspeakable joke.
The man asked Shi Zilun if he was born in a brothel, and joked that if Shi Zilun was a bitch, then maybe Shi Zilun was his son.