"Sorry, I'm not a killer, and this is just a dream. They will be gone when you wake up. People who wake up will not care what they did in the dream."
"When can I wake up, one day, two days, or three days? I'm going to be driven crazy!"
Wang Xu looked up at Martin, shook his head slightly, then lowered his head and started eating without answering the question.
After a few minutes, Wang Xu couldn't eat the rest of the mashed potatoes after taking a few bites.
Patting Martin on the shoulder, he carried the dinner plate and walked to the water room.
Halfway through, the group of Aryans also stood up, whispered to each other, and then separated into three people and walked towards Wang Xu.
Wang Xu stopped, glanced at Slinger, who was leaning on the chair and making faces at himself, and walked into the water room with his head lowered.
Wow!!!
After pouring the leftover food into the trash can, Wang Xu turned on the faucet and rinsed the plate with tap water.
Soon, there were footsteps behind him. Wang Xu did not look back, but just washed his plate.
"Newcomer, Boss Slinger, let us teach you the rules."
"What rules?"
Wang Xu didn't turn around, just turned his back to the three of them and asked nonchalantly.
"How to take care of your own hands, break his hands, and give him some memory."
There were rapid footsteps behind him, and Wang Xu knew without looking back that someone was running towards him from behind.
Turn off the faucet, put your plate away, and shake off the water stains on your hands.
The next second, Wang Xu touched the ground with his toes and launched his leg like a whip, directly kicking him sideways.
There are many masters in the world who like to kick sideways. The most famous one is probably Bruce Lee. He can launch three kicks in seconds, turn around and kick three times. Each time he turns around, he kicks at a different angle. He can attack three people behind him instantly.
Reverse.
The same goes for Wang Xu. He turned around and kicked sideways, then retracted his legs and kicked again. His right foot was like pressing a spring. The whole process was so fast that it was overwhelming.
With three bang bang bang sounds, three figures flew out upside down, their bodies soared six to seven meters away, and stuck to the wall for two or three seconds before falling back down.
After falling down, the three of them had lost the ability to move. They were leaning against the wall with their heads lowered. They had already fainted.
"Keller, leave his hand to me, I will break him myself." With words full of violence, Slinger trotted into the water room.
As soon as he came in, Slinger's ferocious smile froze. He looked at Wang Xu blankly and quickly turned back to find his men.
As soon as he saw it, three of his men were lying on the ground like dead fish, as if they were drunk.
"What are you doing?" Slinger walked up quickly, shook his men a few times, and said angrily: "What did you do to them?"
Wang Xu didn't say anything, he just walked to the door of the water room and locked the door.
Seeing Wang Xu locking the door, Slinger finally panicked, took out a sharpened file from his pocket, and said loudly: "I am the leader of the Aryan Brotherhood. There are many of my people here. You have to think carefully.
Already."
Wang Xu didn't answer, but slowly walked towards Slinger, step after step.
Under such pressure, Slinger's face changed again and again. He could become the leader of the Aryans, and he was not a vegetarian. He gritted his teeth, raised the file and stabbed Wang Xu in the chest.
Snapped!!!
Before the file could be inserted, Slinger's hand was caught.
Wang Xu grabbed his hand, put the file against his neck, and whispered: "I need an identity and can freely come and go in prison. If you can help me do it, I can forgive your rashness.
If not, I'm so sorry, can you do it for me?"
"Yes, yes, of course there is no problem. There are messengers in the prison, and a lot of mail is sent every day. They can run around the prison with the mail." Slinger forced a smile, hoping to make himself look more like
More harmless.
Wang Xu nodded with satisfaction, took the file from Slinger's hand, rolled the file into a ball like a piece of paper, and whispered: "Eat it."
Slinger swallowed, closed his eyes and stuffed the iron ball into his mouth. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he swallowed it with difficulty.
Wang Xu turned around, picked up the dinner plate, and walked out without looking back. The moment he was about to go out, he paused slightly and said, "The messenger's matter should be done before noon. If it can't be done, I will do it."
about you."
After saying this, he opened the door and walked out, no longer caring about Slinger in the water room.
Slinger watched him leave. After seeing him go away, he quickly lay on the sink and grabbed his throat, making retching sounds one after another.
"How's it going? Did you kill him?" Seeing Wang Xu coming out, Martin came up to him excitedly.
Wang Xu shook his head slightly. There were many reasons for not killing Slinger. First of all, the situation was wrong. There were monitors outside the water room. There was no way to hide the murder here.
Moreover, as he said himself, he is not a killer, he only kills people because of the need to kill people, and now Slinger is still valuable.
Seeing Wang Xu shaking his head, Martin let out a sigh of relief and looked a little listless.
But he couldn't do it by himself. Even though he knew that this was a dream and felt that Slinger was very hateful, he didn't have the courage to kill.
The scholar's rebellion failed for three years, and the abandoned house was an abandoned house. He had the impulse, but he did not have the power to turn the impulse into action.
"I asked Slinger to arrange the job of a messenger for me. As long as I find the dream creator, I will kill him. This nightmare will not last long." Wang Xu seemed to be comforting Martin, but also seemed to be telling him.
Said to himself.
After saying this, he turned around and returned to the dormitory. It was noon in a flash.
noon
"Halle, this is a letter from your wife."
"Sybil, this is the dried meat your mother mailed to you."
"Owen, this is the magazine you ordered, and the reply letter the magazine wrote to you."
Wang Xu pushed the cart and walked in the prison, handing over the express delivery sent from outside to the prisoners one by one.
As a messenger, this is a very sought-after job. He can freely travel through the five prison areas and intercept some of the things sent to the prisoners.
In order to make him a messenger, Slinger broke the leg of the previous messenger so that this position could be vacant. Otherwise, as a prisoner in the fifth area, Wang Xu could only move around in the fifth area.
He cannot enter the four areas.
"You have to be careful lately. A ruthless man has come to our second district. I heard that he killed more than 20 people outside. If our state hadn't abolished the death penalty, he would have been shot ten thousand times."
"More than twenty people, is he a killer?"
"No, he's a psychopathic guy. He wears a sharp-edged finger cot on his hand. He likes to disembowel people. The forensic doctor at the scene even vomited."
Wang Xu pushed the trolley past the second area, where several prisoners smoking and leaning on the corridor were discussing something in a low voice.
Hearing this discussion, Wang Xu stopped and asked, "What's that person's name? When did he come?"
Several prisoners glanced at Wang Xu, but no one paid him any attention.
Wang Xu put down the trolley, grabbed the person who spoke by the neck, lifted him up forcefully, and said, "Answer me."
"That man's name is Freddie. He came here this morning. Ahem, let me go quickly. I'm going to be out of breath!" The prisoner's face turned red and he was out of breath.
Wang Xu waved his hand and threw him to the ground, with a smile on his face. The name Freddy was not simple.
There are many people named Freddy all over the world. The only one who likes to wear sharp gloves to kill people is Freddy, the boss of A Nightmare on Elm Street.
More importantly, Freddy in A Nightmare on Elm Street is a dream demon who can kill people in his dreams, which is very consistent with his identity as the creator of dreams.
"Freddy, are you the dream creator?"
Wang Xu looked thoughtful and whispered: "Don't worry, I'm going to find you soon!"