When he was in bed with his own woman, the big principles that Li Nannan had adhered to before would not know where to go.

Especially when the soft flesh under the ribs is pinched by the woman's pointed fingernails and bleeds, Hugh said that he called his aunt and grandmother, even if he called his mother - so what?

"Die, I don't have a son as old as you."

Longcheng City, whose thoughts were not pure, immediately heard the evil meaning from Li Nannan's shout, hurriedly retracted his hand, and rolled to the side with both hands holding his chest.

But he screamed and rolled from the bed to the ground.

Lying on the bed laughing, looking at the beautiful young woman with white flowers lying on the ground rubbing her chest and saying that it hurts, the evil Li Nannan also immediately rolled down.

As soon as Long Chengcheng was about to get up, he was pressed against him, and he was about to scream again, but his mouth was blocked.

By the time she finally broke free of Li Nannan's mouth and raised her pink fist to smash it on his chest, the cheerful cries had already echoed in the room.

If Chen Dali and the others knew that Boss Li was prostituting during the day, they would definitely curse him not to be hard in the future.

Yesterday, after the South Korean army escorted them back to the police station, they immediately took certain measures against them.

Chen Dali is the culprit who caused the serious injuries of Ma Xing and the others, and he deserves to accept the punishment of justice, and it is understandable that he was locked up in a small black house.

But Wang Defa and others have also adopted this kind of method, which is a bit unspeakable.

Dong Shixiong, who went through ups and downs last year, can still stay calm, but Wang Defa, Lao Zhou and Wu Yujie can't stand this crime.

Especially in solitary confinement, a person is handcuffed to a heating pipe, there is no light in sight, there is no light, there is no light, the room is quiet and terrifying, as if he is the only one left in the world, the helpless despair, loneliness, makes them almost crazy.

This is the legendary little black house, which is closed.

What is confinement?

It is to neither beat you nor scold you, that is, so that you cannot see the light of the sky outside, and cannot hear any sound except your breathing and heartbeat, so that you can slowly understand the profundity of where life comes from and where it is going in absolute silence for a long time.

In the beginning, no one thought it was a big deal.

It's just that there is no light, no sound.

It's like sleeping.

When people sleep normally, don't they also don't speak, don't want to be disturbed by sounds, and let their relaxed thoughts fly slowly in an ethereal state?

But the problem is that after waking up from normal sleep, people will quickly integrate into the real society, and be irritable by those worldly chores.

This is life, a living life.

But if people don't need to sleep, they need to see the light again, and when they hear sounds, there is no such thing.

So, you wait, wait, hopefully wait for what you want to see, even if it's a gust of wind.

Because there is a lot of living information in the wind.

For example, the earthy smell of earthworms as they burrow through the soil, the aroma of flowers when they bloom, the sweet smell of milk from the corners of a baby's mouth – these are the smells that make you sure you're alive.

But you don't feel the smell of the wind, only the uncomfortable musty, sour, and even death smell.

When you can't fall asleep no matter how hard you force yourself to sleep, your auditory, optic and other sensory nerves will be extra excited.

Because after a long sleep, they are just as eager to feel alive as you are.

Unable to feel these things, they mistakenly think that something is wrong with their functioning, so they immediately get excited, stretching their tentacles as far as they can, like an octopus, searching for the information they crave.

But when they can't find what they want no matter how hard they try, their excitement will slowly decrease, and they will gradually fall into a state of confusion.

All the senses are deeply confused, and then the brain and mind nerves will be unable to receive normal phenomena, and slowly appear terrible hallucinations, as if in the darkness that cannot be seen, there are incalculable black corpse insects.

They are all staring at you, ready to wait for your tense nerves to loosen up and immediately flood you with a tidal wave.

Dig beneath your skin and devour your flesh.

No matter how much you struggle, slap, or scream, it can't change the end where you will slowly become a skeleton.

Therefore, not scolding you or beating your little black house is the most terrible punishment.

The mental torture is far more serious than the physical torture.

This is also the reason why some people become crazy after being severely stimulated.

Of course, due to their own experience, calm cultivation and other reasons, everyone's ability to adapt to the environment of the small black house is also different.

If a super master like Hu Zhantang is locked in a small black room, he can hold out for about ten days.

As for whether he would be a madman or a normal person with a haggard face when he opened the door ten days later, no one dared to say for sure.

Chen Dali can last for three days.

It will be three days at most, and in more than half an hour, he may completely collapse, and after he is released, he will only chase the seven-year-old girl on the street with a hara, shouting for his sister to eat candy.

He was able to last three days because he was used to killing on the streets in the past, and his nerves were much larger than the average person.

And what about Dong Shixiong, Wang Defa and others?

It's good to be able to survive 50 hours without going insane.

According to the experience summed up by the industry, 36 hours is the "safety category" of ordinary people when they are detained in a small black room.

So far, they have been in the little dark room for a full forty-eight hours.

June 9th, 10 a.m.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, cars were coming and going on the street, and a flock of pigeons hovered high in the sky from the office building of the police station, and the pigeon whistle made a pleasant whining sound.

The cool and fresh south wind, blowing from the mountainous area in the southern part of Aoyama, is the messenger of the approaching midsummer.

In the compound of the police station, from time to time, there are foreign visitors who walk by in a hurry, and police officers with calm expressions.

People talk and laugh, and there is no shortage of crying and mourning faces.

The police station is the "yamen" at the most basic level of the country.

It is a real yamen, and after anyone violates the law, they will be arrested and brought here to receive ideological correction and education.

There was even a high-pitched howl.

But after only half of crying, he was stomped back.

The law stipulates that the police are not allowed to inflict corporal punishment on those who violate discipline and law without authorization, and the traditional torture instruments such as beating boards and tiger chairs have long been swept into the garbage heap of history.

The owner whose howl was trampled off by a large man is a scum who specializes in coaxing elementary school students.

It's this kind of inhuman guy, everyone gets to blame, and no one will feel anything wrong with kicking him a few times.

Perhaps he will be punished even more severely after being pushed into the interrogation room.

He will be beaten by the crying father and call his mother, fart and urine, and his appearance is miserable, which makes people unbearable to look at directly.

But Wang Defa can't see, hear, or feel all this.

God dares to guarantee that if what happened to this scum is known to Wang Defa, who has not been touched a finger until now, he would rather kneel on the ground to save someone's leg and beg others: "I will be beaten for you, even if it is the ten major tortures of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, it will be fine." You have come to be confined and enjoy the infinite peace that the little dark room brings you. ”

In the dark world, Wang Defa can't see his current facial expressions.

So I didn't know that his face at this time was full of demented smiles.

His gaze was also glazed, as if it had been fixed by an invisible nail, and it had been at least two hours since the last turn.

He didn't know what he was thinking.

He didn't even know if he was still alive.

He just sat cross-legged in the boundless dark silence, looking dignified.

Suddenly, a very blurry black shadow appeared in his sight.

The optic nerve immediately caught this black shadow and quickly transmitted the information to the brain, which then gave an order to the eyeballs, asking the two of them to immediately show Lao Tzu where that very vague black shadow was sacred.

The eyeballs didn't react at all.

The brain that commanded the whole body of the human body and the official's brain immediately became angry and gave orders to Wang Defa's two eyeballs again.

The eyeballs still don't respond.

After the seventh order was given in his brain, Wang Defa's eyes finally moved and looked at the blurry black shadow.

Wang Defa's gaze finally locked on the black shadow that seemed to not exist, and then fed back to the brain command center through visual nerve to form a definite image.

"Grandpa, grandpa?"

After Wang Defa saw who this black shadow was, he was stunned.

He saw Grandpa.

But grandpa died more than ten years ago, how could he suddenly appear in front of him?

Grandpa is still wearing the same clothes from more than ten years ago, old-fashioned and rustic, with a cigarette pouch and pot in his mouth, and looking at Wang Defa with a kind smile on his face.

Wang Defa thought that he was surprised when he saw his grandfather, who had died a long time ago.

In fact, he didn't move his tongue.

He just thought he was shouting.

Then, he saw his grandmother, who had passed away more than 30 years ago.

A small-footed peasant woman, slightly hunched at the waist and carrying a basket next door, stood beside her grandfather.

A pair of old men looked at Wang Defa and said with a kind face: "Xiaofa, let's go, go with my grandparents and buy you marshmallows to eat." ”

Wang Defa stood up—at least, he thought he was standing up, nodding his head vigorously.

When he was seven or eight years old, his favorite food was marshmallows.

But he had just taken two steps forward when his legs were grabbed.

When he looked down, he saw two children on their knees, one holding one of his legs.

These are his sons and daughters.

My daughter is older, 14 years old this year.

My son is younger, nine years old.

Lao Wang's sons and daughters looked up at him and cried and shouted: "Dad, don't go, don't go!" That's not grandpa, grandma, they're ghosts, they're ghosts! You're going to leave with them, and you're going to another world! ”

"They're ghosts?"

Wang Defa was stunned, then angry, glared and scolded: "Fart! How do you two bear children talk? They are your grandfathers, grandmothers, how can they be ghosts? ”

The two old men also chimed in: "Xiaofa, you have to take good care of your two children." I don't know how to respect the elderly, and I don't know how those teachers educate them now. ”

The more Wang Defa let the two children dodge, the tighter they hugged him and cried louder.

"Get out of here!"

This made Lao Wang quite angry, and he raised his foot and kicked his son out.

He didn't know where he got such a strong kick from his son to the wall a few meters away.

After a loud thud, the son fell to the ground.

Whose son hurts.

After seeing that his son was hit on the head and broke the bloodstream, licking the calf affectionately and quickly swayed Wang Defa, so that he no longer ignored the grandparents who shouted to him to go together, and hurriedly ran over to pick up his son, and was about to shout his son's name loudly-

There was a loud bang.

Wang Defa felt that his eyes lit up, and none of his relatives could see it.