Chapter 992 Jackal in power, here I am the king of hell
Suddenly, a gust of sea breeze blew through the prison camp of Salmon Island, with its high gates, strong walls, wide ground and deep pond. It was whimpering like ghosts from the underworld. Because most of the prisoners here were those who should have been sentenced to death, but their sentences were reduced by one.
He is a serious prisoner, so the security is much tighter than that of ordinary prison camps. In the night, the gray walls are towering. Just looking at the outline of this prison city and stockade from a distance, I feel an inexplicable depression in my heart.
with a weird feeling.
"Although the wall is high, if you catch a bird that climbs over the wall, you can only use it as a fence to cross."
In a dark corner outside the prison camp, a short black figure first whispered to himself. He looked around, listened carefully, and then stepped back a few steps, ready to leap.
The black shadow and the night seemed to be merged into one. The short man was twisting and turning with his fingers, flying on the eaves and walking on the wall, the civet was climbing the tree, and the gecko was swimming on the wall. He first used the power of a leap to swiss and then flew away for a certain distance. Soon he
He pedaled on the city wall and used the force to jump up a few feet. The flying grab he threw out was also clasped on the wall of the prison camp and he kicked with force. From a distance, it looked like he was climbing the wall with bare hands, or like he was flying out of thin air.
Usually you can climb over the wall in a matter of seconds.
The man whose face was wrapped in black cloth and who was wearing night clothes jumped off the wall and nimbly avoided several positions that seemed to be patrolled by guards. However, after sneaking for dozens of steps, he almost didn't curse.
The fishy smell of the sea, the musty smell of blood, the sour smell of putrefaction, the pungent smell of urine, and many other unbearable smells are mixed here, not just in Lianluo City Camp.
The prisoners in the prison, even those in other sections, prison cells, and small cells seemed to have long been accustomed to the stench and unpleasant smell. At any rate, this short man seemed to have been used to digging into holes and exploring graves before, so he didn't
As long as he could endure it, he found a higher place to climb, jumped up quickly, and suddenly disappeared...
Not long after, a guard came out from a prison in the corner opposite the office room in the prison camp. The whip in his hand was ticking, and there were drops of blood falling from it. The guard just hummed.
Xiao Qu, then dipped into the bucket placed in the corridor, and randomly washed away the blood on the whip. The guard turned around, and took another look at the man who had already been beaten to pieces by him, and his whole back was dripping with blood, lying prone on the ground.
The prisoner who was motionless and unaware of his life or death, the guard laughed ferociously and said: "You skinny and cheap prisoner! You dare to stare at me and make love, but it's not you, a bastard. I have the goods in my hands. I can't even cough."
It’s a sin!”
The officer then stretched out his hand to close the cell door heavily, and turned around suddenly, but there seemed to be a figure flying past from a short distance in front of his eyes. The officer was so frightened that he shivered all over, and immediately rubbed his eyes and looked behind him, in front of him.
There was obviously no way to go, and there was nothing in sight, not even a ghost in sight.
The officer cautiously turned around and looked around again, and then he thought, could it be that I am being blinded? If there really are any ghosts in this world, the number of thieves and soldiers who have died in Salmen Island over time is hard to count, as early as in Fengdu
It's like a ghost town. There are no serious ghosts looking for people's lives. I heard that even Bachelor Su said that ghosts are also afraid of evil people. I'm afraid of a bird?
The officer thought to himself, then cursed again, threw away his arms and left without paying attention. But thirty or forty steps away from him, two other officers stretched out their hands to grab the unconscious man.
Holding the prisoner's ankle, he told some dirty jokes while dragging the prisoner towards the dungeon.
Suddenly, the two guards heard noises on the beams, and they suddenly raised their heads and looked up. But after a while, they heard the sound of mice squeaking, and one of the guards sighed and cursed. Said: "Sister, you bastard, it's the season like this and the rats have started to make noise again! The rats in Zhemo's prison city have drunk too much dead people's blood. They all seem to have become sperm and are not even afraid of people. They are so noisy that they make me upset. !”
Another officer said: "Not to mention, the donkey bird died half a month ago in the east prison. We found it too late and didn't have time to throw the body into the sea. When we went to see it a few days ago, , half of the body had been eaten by rats. There were also five or six birds that were bitten by rats and died of illness. We should also prepare some moxibustion alum buckets to poison those animals, otherwise those animals would soon die. The impregnated rat will be turned into a master in the prison camp!"
The two guards kept talking, and the sound of rats fighting on the beams gradually faded away. Only the rattling sounds came out from time to time, only in the inspection hall, the copy room, and various punishments. There were also twists and turns above the official prison, and finally sneaked into the solitary cell where felons were held in the prison camp...
At this time, there was a light like a bean in the single cell, and several figures were swaying in the faint firelight. The bee-eyed and falcon-nosed face of Yang San, the leader of the prison camp on Salmon Island, also looked particularly gloomy. Slightly There was a sound coming, Yang San narrowed his cold moves, and looked around again. He saw and heard no other movement. He thought that he was too suspicious, and then he turned to the angry man in front of him again. Swallowing, the man with scars all over his body looked over.
The man was nailed with a twenty-pound iron leaf pan-headed shackle, and his feet were also tightly restrained by iron chains. His legs were also twisted in a weird shape, and his two shoulders were also nailed with steel needles. Blood dripping... But the man was panting and staring at the hateful Yang San in front of him. He was none other than Liu Fa, a veteran of the Western Army who was sent here by the exiled army!
"Liu Jinglue, the thick steel needle has been inserted into Xie's Jianjing point and submerged into his body, but it doesn't mean that Xie is in unbearable pain and will have difficulty raising his arms in the future. Xie's soon-to-be-restored legs have been damaged by me. They are so broken that no matter how difficult it is to recover, they can only become a cripple. Tsk, tsk, tsk... The famous natural god general will only become a cripple in the future..."
Although seeing Liu Fa staring at him with blood-filled pupils, Yang San felt even more happy. He looked at Liu Fa like a cat playing with a mouse, and immediately raised his thumb and said: "But Liu Jinglue is indeed He is a tough and strong man who respects his humble position. He endured such torture but did not cry out for mercy. I have seen a few tough guys like Liu Jinglue and his humble position...but those men have long been thrown away at this time. He went to feed the fish in the sea, but Liu Jinglue still had to live and suffer for a while. He couldn't teach him to die now. There were still many torture methods that had not been used. He still needed to work harder for his humble job... "
Liu Faqiang endured the excruciating pain that was about to make him faint, gritted his teeth, and hissed to Yang San: "My surname is Yang... Even though I was exiled from the army and sent here, I still have a good name, and my crime will not lead to death! You... You are a vicious thief with a vicious heart and tortured me. It was you who killed me. Not only the imperial court will pursue you, but also my former Rizepao colleagues in the army will definitely demand blood repayment from you when they find out!"
When Yang San heard this, he smiled coldly and said in a ferocious voice: "I'm afraid Liu Jinglue doesn't know the tricks of his humble position. If I really intend to take Xie's life, he would have some strange methods, such as mixing sawdust with water and pouring it into Xie's stomach.
The abdomen was distended with sawdust, and the pain was so unbearable that he eventually died; or he was beaten with a sack filled with stones, and even though he was beaten to death, there were no wounds on the surface of the flesh, all of which were internal injuries; or he was put in the stomach.
The loach with the fishhook was fed to Xie and swallowed alive. The loach is easy to drill. After a while, the iron fishhook will pierce the intestines and stomach. Xie vomited blood and died...Now that he is a prisoner in the army, he died of illness.
There will be no coroners to do an autopsy on Xie. The humble job will only say that Xie died of illness. Who can conduct a thorough investigation?"
The more he spoke, the ferocious look on Yang San's face became more and more obvious. He smiled ferociously and said to Liu Fa secretly: "What's more, the person who taught a lowly position and turned out to be Xuan Shuai is Tong Guantong, Liu Jinglue's old friend in the army.
Although there are many, who is more powerful than Tong Xuanshuai?"