Sokolov has been a little depressed and frightened lately, he has completely lost the arrogance and arrogance of the past in prison, he is holding his tail between his legs, and when he got up the morning before yesterday, he found the body of his boss, who died in a miserable state, his throat was torn off by something, and the whole trachea was torn off by something, the key is that he didn't find it in his sleep. You know, he's in a prison cell with his boss.

What's even more desperate is that there are still a few bloody characters on the wall in that cell.

"Guess you're next?"

I guess? God, let me guess what? What could be more desperate and frightening than this? The boss died, and he became the biggest suspect, because he was the only one with the boss, and he was interrogated in isolation for a day and a night, and he did not confess, and even he hoped that such an interrogation would continue forever.

Does this matter have anything to do with that Chinese? It must have something to do with it, but what kind of energy does he have to make his boss die cruelly and silently in his cell? Did they buy off the guards here? Soon he rejected this idea of his own. It's impossible.

After the interrogation, he was allowed to roam freely with the prisoners, reading books, newspapers, or even watching television, or playing ball with the bastard prisoners. Of course, you can also bask in the sun. Sokolov was ready to go out for a walk, but wherever he went, people quickly kept their distance from him and hurried away. It's like he's a plague god. In the past, he could be seen as a consequence of force. But now. He definitely didn't want that to happen. Only in the crowd would he feel a little safe, but now he is abandoned by the crowd.

"Why are you distancing yourself from me?" Suddenly, he rushed to a strong man who was about to leave him, and grabbed him by the collar. Roaring loudly, "Why don't you stay with me?" Are you afraid of me? Are they all afraid of me? Sue me for the reason, or I wouldn't mind killing you! ”

"Yes...... Our wall...... There are words, whoever dares to talk to you will have to die......" That guy lost such a strong body, and in front of Sokolov, he didn't dare to resist in the slightest.

"Writing on the wall?" Sokolov immediately thought of the writing on the wall of his cell. Immediately, his face turned pale, but he still pretended to be brave and said viciously to the guy. "Talk to me and die? Why aren't you dead now? Who to scare? Haha, who is Lao Tzu? The devil is going to be troubled when he sees me! He laughed dryly, emboldening himself.

Talking to yourself means death? Is this a threat? Ridiculously threatening, like the phrase "Guess." Will it be you next". It's just a joke, maybe the boss himself made some strange mistake and grabbed his own throat. He knew that this speculation was too ridiculous, but he still wanted to comfort himself in this way.

Forget it, the guy talked to me, but he didn't die, which is enough to prove that the writing on the wall looks more like a prank. Sokolov shook his spirits. He looked around with calm and vicious eyes, and the people around him were still dodging his gaze.

It feels like it's really not interesting here. He walked into the room alone where he could watch TV. TV news is broadcasting a news that on a street in New York, the head of a Russian gang, Sergei? As he passed through a street, Kiriyenko was pierced through the mouth by an iron rod that fell from the sky, came out of the back of his head, and pinned him firmly to the ground, where he died a terrible death.

Sokolov's face turned pale, he had heard of Russian gangsters being swept across the United States, but he believed that his gang would be able to survive, but ...... This is obviously a state that has been completely destroyed by people. He opened his mouth and realized that he was speechless.

Just when he was extremely shocked, he suddenly heard a commotion outside, and then a guard ran past him, rushing outside, and someone rushed in from outside, shouting loudly in horror.

Someone out there died.

From their shouts, Sokolov understood the meaning of their shouts, his heart tightened inexplicably, and then he desperately went outside, but the people outside saw him and scattered as if they had seen a ghost, and in an instant, only the guards carrying the corpses and the unlucky fellow were left.

The corpse was carried away from him, and he saw the face of the man, and he was stunned, it was actually the guy who was talking to him. He died, and he seemed to hear the forensic doctor next to him saying that it was a heart attack. This...... How is this possible?

"No, God, no—" He finally felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart, and finally felt fear from the depths of his soul, and as soon as his legs went limp, he fell to his knees, and the whole person knelt there as if he had lost his soul, muttering something, and at this moment, suddenly he felt something hit him on the head. A warm liquid flowed from the top of his head to his eyes, and then his whole world turned red.

Two guards were waving batons and yelling at him, but he couldn't hear clearly, his body staggered, and then he fell to the ground with a crooked body, and then his body was dragged into his cell by two guards like a dead dog, and after a while, a doctor, accompanied by two guards, hastily bandaged his head and hurried away.

Now, he is the plague god in prison, and no one dares to say a word to him, including the unlucky guy who was transferred to his cell after the death of his boss. He was looking at Sokolov with a look of horror in his eyes. Some trembled and curled up on their beds, as if they were facing a devil, Satan.

The next morning, Sokolov opened his eyes, and then looked around, he was not dead, and now he had a companion, since it was the devil who wanted to torture him, then he would torture the bastards in prison. Aren't you afraid of me? Don't you dare to talk to me? Then I'm going to talk to you.

Sokolov, who had made up his mind, smiled, he was very adaptable. Since it had been decided, he was going to do it, so he walked over to the unlucky guy in the roommate. He smiled and said, "What's your name?" If you don't sue me, I don't mind killing you! ”

The man shook his head desperately, and the more he asked, the more he didn't speak, and Sokolov punched and kicked the guy, beating the guy to death, and never said a word to Sokolov. Sokolov was tired. He smiled and pointed at the unlucky guy and said, "I'll let you open your mouth to talk to me!" ”

Shortly after breakfast, it's time to let the wind go again. Sokolov took the initiative to walk outside, and he deliberately went to the places where the crowds were concentrated. He opened his arms to them and laughed, "Come here, you guys with no eggs, come here, talk to me!" ”

Wherever he goes. Wherever they were, they panicked and ran away. In the end, he still caught a strong man who couldn't hide, and he laughed loudly and arrogantly at the guy: "Come on, sue me, I'm a devil." Say-" As he spoke, he punched the strong man.

Obviously, this time he had found the wrong person, and the strong man squeezed his fist with one hand, and as soon as he strained himself, he heard the tooth-seeping "gurgling" sound of the bones in his hand, and the bones in his hands were crushed. Then the strong man yelled at the group behind him: "If you don't want to be harassed to death by him, kill him!" ”

This sentence is very useful. Suddenly the crowd swarmed up, punched and kicked Sokolov, and began a crazy revenge, during this time, they were tossed hard enough by Sokolov, and now someone has come out, so let's beat the water dogs. Suddenly, countless fists and feet fell on Sokolov's body.

"Toot toot-" The siren blew out, and I don't know who said "Disperse", and suddenly the people who had just participated in the siege of Sokolov immediately scattered in all directions, leaving Sokolov alone lying there in a strange position, his feet almost on the side of his head.

A group of guards rushed over and began to raise their batons at the group, and several others came with stretchers, among whom was a doctor examining Sokolov's pupils, the light of a flashlight dangling in front of his eyes.

"There's still breath, and it must be treated immediately. His hands and feet were all broken, his back vertebrae were several pieces, and he was paralyzed...... "The doctor's words kept coming into Sokolov's ears, he could only listen, and he couldn't move, not even his eyes, his whole body couldn't move, only his mind was still awake, and he could see clearly the things and people in front of him. But his whole body was in pain to death, and at this moment he really wanted to die, why didn't he beat himself to death?

In the hospital, he lay quietly, his face was covered with an oxygen mask, his eyes could finally move a little, the doctor had surgery, but the final conclusion was that he was paralyzed, he couldn't even speak and move his fingers, the only thing was that he could still move his eyes. I was also able to feel pain all over my body.

Night has fallen. The light in the ward was on, and he was lying on the bed in despair, which was more uncomfortable than killing him, why did this qiē behave on him? No one came to see him, not even the nurses, only the occasional guard came to see if he was dead. Maybe they thought he was dead.

The voices in the hallway faded away, and there was a strange silence in the room. Sokolov's eyes squinted, and then he couldn't hide the fear that welled up in his eyes.

A man was slowly showing his presence in the hospital room. It's a man in his thirties. He seemed to appear out of thin air, with a smile on his lips that would make the devil shudder.

"I know what you're thinking!" The man slowly walked over to Sokolov's side, "You shouldn't have killed that woman, so you're going to have to take this now." The Russian gangsters are finished, and soon they will have new Russian gangsters formed, but that's not your people anymore! Don't worry, you won't die, fifteen years later, you'll die, someone will come and kill you! ”

Fifteen years later? A smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, that cute little girl, she will come for revenge! (To be continued......)