Chapter 67 Telegraph
"Yo, isn't this a big celebrity in the eyes of our prison chief, I was invited over for tea on the first day I came in, this honor is really enviable!" Wang Qiang, who had a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, yawned, walked up to me and patted me on the side of the cheek.
"Big brother, I'm not sensible! Please bear with me, if there is anything I need to do, I will definitely do it immediately!" I flattered Wang Qiang and laughed twice, as the old saying goes, if you don't want to be beaten, you will be beaten three times in front of people!
"Oh, my brain is much more flexible when I go out and go around, for the sake of you being so good at talking, I'll give you a face! This meal will be waived tonight!" Wang Qiang seemed to wave his hand very boldly, and the prisoners who surrounded me cursed and retreated to the mat by the wall.
Only Wang Qiang and the bald man were still blocking me in front of the door, I kept thanking Wang Qiang, and just when I wanted to rejoice that I had escaped, the bald man raised his arm without warning and slapped me in the face.
With a slap, my nosebleed spurted out, and I fell to the ground with a black look, "Crisp!" The bald man stepped on my face with one foot and crushed it back and forth, spitting on me with disdain.
"Leizi, men must keep their word! Say that you won't beat him today, just don't beat him! If you do it again, I'll turn my face!" Wang Qiang had a hippie smile on his face, and that posture was more like joking with a bald head.
"Thank you, Brother Qiang! Thank you, Brother Lei!" I hurriedly got up from the ground with stitches, covered my nose that was still bleeding with one hand, and thanked Wang Qiang and his bald head at the same time.
"No thanks, what you say has to be counted! If you say you don't fight today, you won't beat you! But the rules in the number can't be broken, we also came here from this time, little brother take care of it!" I don't know if it's because Wang Guan said hello, Wang Qiang seems to have a much better attitude towards me when he comes back this time, but I regret it after that, I didn't expect that there will be more ruthless tricks waiting for me later.
As soon as Wang Qiang finished speaking, the bald head smiled and walked towards the corner of the wall, where there was a row of basins and toiletries that fell together, as well as a faucet, and a large wooden bucket.
"This isβ" I looked at Wang Qiang suspiciously.
"Oh, brother, let me introduce you to Ha, the four rules in the trumpet, thirty-six, eat ribs and send telegrams and mute! Thirty-six Tomorrow, someone will teach you to memorize, there is no such condition for eating ribs, I will take you to play with telegrams today!" Wang Qiang smiled evilly, pointed to the washbasin in his bald hand, and pouted at me, "Hold the basin!"
I hurriedly picked it up, a bad premonition flashed in my heart, and then I listened to him continue, "Then hold the basin in both hands and squat for me to walk, if the water spills a little, you can wait!" Wang Qiang picked his eyes and walked towards the end of the mat.
Seeing that I was still stunned, the bald man slapped me on the top of the head and scolded, "What do you want you to be paralyzed, let me start!"
I hurriedly followed the posture of Wang Qiang in fright, holding the basin in both hands, and set up a horse step on the spot, the bald man circled around me twice, and then touched the chin and walked in the direction of the wall where the mat was spread, and kicked to the middle-aged man who was in his thirties and almost forty, and the middle-aged man with glasses shouted, "Old blind man, show me the newcomer, if he dares to be lazy at night, you will beat me to death, and if you can't beat me, you will call me!"
The middle-aged man was probably the most often bullied type in the trumpet, so he stood up resignedly, and after answering two random sounds, he walked up to me.
I hadn't eaten much in a day, and I was still being beaten, so I was actually hungry for a long time, and after lifting the basin for about two minutes, my legs began to swing.
The middle-aged uncle who wore glasses and looked cringe was yawning and looking at me, I actually saw a trace of unbearable in his eyes, but he didn't look very good in prison, just squatting on the ground to supervise, he was kicked to the ground by the bald man from behind, kicked his head to the ground, and the bald man brutally kicked the glasses man a few times in a row, and laughed "Are you still sleepy?"
The man with glasses, "Ouch, ouch...", he got up from the ground with his head covered, and nodded busily, "Awake, awake!" Wang Qiang, the bald head, and the other prisoners all laughed, looking at their demeanor, they had long been used to such tricks.
I think if I guess correctly, Wang Qiang should be the so-called captain of this No. 9 prison cell, and my target is him, as long as Wang Qiang is killed, I can get a one-month reduction in sentence.
Besides, looking at his attitude towards other prisoners, except for the bald head and the sworn friend, everyone else is obviously just a tool to beat and scold and vent, I think if I really do it to him, others should just stand by.
In a place like a prison that doesn't talk about human feelings and only asks about fists, if you want not to be killed, you have to be more ruthless than others, I gritted my teeth and struggled to hold the basin, and the beads of sweat on my forehead didn't seem to want money
The frequency of shaking of the legs is getting higher and higher, and the method of analyzing attention by thinking about other things is obviously not very useful.
On the mat opposite, Wang Qiang and the bald head all had their eyes closed, I didn't know if they were really sleeping or fake sleeping, I couldn't help but dare to move, the glasses uncle who was in charge of monitoring me had dull eyes, his back against the wall and swayed, as if he might fall down at any time.
I don't remember which book I read before, human potential is like a rubber band, every time we think we have reached the limit, in fact, with a little more effort, we can actually pull it longer.
Seeing that this is the case for me, my feet are numb and I don't feel it when I squat on the ground, and my arms are even more sore, and I feel that I may fall in a second, but the belief in not startling the snake supports me, and I am so stalemate.
More than ten minutes have passed, and the glasses uncle in charge of stalking has fallen asleep against the wall, during which I didn't guess wrong, Wang Qiang secretly opened his eyes several times, but now he should also be asleep, the whole cell is quiet, except for the sound of their breathing, there is no other sound, the silence makes people's hearts throb a little.
I gritted my teeth and continued to persevere, my teeth were bitten by my "squeak" crunch, about to shatter, and after holding on for a few minutes, I really couldn't bear it, gently put the basin, covered my mouth and squatted on the ground to gasp for two mouthfuls, after a few minutes of rest, I quietly climbed to the corner of the wall where the basin and toiletries were put with my breath, I remember just inadvertently seeing a toothbrush in each basin.
Sharp objects and rope-like objects are not allowed in the prison to prevent prisoners from committing suicide and injuring others, so most of the time prisoners are barefoot, and only when they go out for labor re-education, they will be allowed to wear yellow rubber shoes without laces.
After tiptoeing to touch a toothbrush, I hid it in the cuff and continued to send it back to the place where I had just served the basin, after resting for a few minutes, my physical strength recovered a lot, and I lifted the basin again, according to the plan in my heart, after counting down to five, my body leaned forward sharply, pretending to be physically exhausted, and fell to the ground with a "bang..."
In order to show the truth, I really threw myself to death, and with a "snap...", the water in the basin flowed all over the ground, and blood came out of my jaw and arm.
Wang Qiang, who was sleeping on the mat, was all as if he had been struck by lightning, and jumped up from the ground with a spirit, "What's the matter? fuck it..." Wang Qiang ran to me angrily, kicked me hard and roared.
"Grass and mud horses, the little cub is scared to death!" The bald head also jumped up and jumped in front of me and stomped on my feet, I cried and lay on the ground with a sad face and prayed to them, "Brother Qiang, I really can't bear it..."
"Made, can't bear it? I can't bear it! I can't let you carry it..."After hearing my words, the bald head immediately became angry, and kicked the ball at me a few more times.
Maybe the voice was a little loud, and a rough voice suddenly came from the next prison room: "Wang Qiang, grass and mud horses! Don't let people sleep, pretend to be forced, bully newcomers in the middle of the night..."
With this angry howl, after a while, the other cells outside exploded, and they began to curse, at the beginning they were all scolding Wang Qiang, and then they became scolding and scolding, shouting and everything, I felt for the first time, it turned out that there were so many people in the prison...
A few minutes later, there was a sound of slamming the door outside, "If you don't want to sleep, you can get up and run in groups, and if you want to sleep, shut up quickly!"
What the discrinator said in prison was completely a holy decree, and in less than a minute, the noisy prison area instantly became cold, probably because he was afraid of making a big fuss, Wang Qiang and the bald head exchanged a look, and one of them kicked me, and the bald head pointed to the corner of the wall where the basin was placed and lowered his voice and scolded me, "Go over there and sleep, and I'll clean you up tomorrow..."
Without missing a trace, I touched the toothbrush hidden in the cuff, and ran to the corner of the wall...