138 Black Battalion, White Battalion
Chen Mobai squinted, his eyes were like frozen lakes, and there was no longer half a trace of temperature. He pursed his lips and did not speak, and turned to sit on the soft couch in the corner. The long arm rolled up, and pulled Jun Qinglan into his arms. In the wide sleeves of his robe, he still clutched her wrist tightly, refusing to relax at all.
Jun Qinglan did not resist, and lay on Chen Mobai's chest without saying a word. Sheep-like docile and quiet. However, the abrupt seating of the two dodged Wei Xiang's grasp.
Wei Xiang frowned, crossed his waist and looked at Chen Mobai viciously: "What does Master Mo mean?" ”
Chen Mobai put one hand around Jun Qinglan's slender waist, and his half-squinted eyes seemed to be very comfortable. Lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at Wei Xiang: "I don't blame you for your bad memory, do you remember what happened after Pei Jun's death?" ”
Chen Mobai's eyes no longer looked at Wei Xiang, half-hung his head, and looked at Jun Qinglan in his arms gently and kindly. The slender fingertips rubbed the back of her honey-colored hand for a while, and it seemed to be intimate but not too much.
Wei Xiang shuddered, Pei Jun, of course he remembered!
That person was Chen Mobai's long-term companion when he was in the dark prison, and he was imprisoned with him for many years. Wei Xiang will not forget Pei Jun, and everyone here will not forget. Just when Chen Mobai mentioned Pei Jun, fear appeared in everyone's eyes.
The events of that night are buried in everyone's hearts, and whenever they are mentioned, they are vivid.
That night, some of Wei Xiang's subordinates drank too much wine, and they actually relied on the courage of wine to lust for Chen Mobai, and Pei Jun desperately protected him when he wanted to do wrong. As a result, Chen Mobai was intact, but Pei Jun was abused to death by more than a dozen people, and his death was extremely miserable, and he couldn't even see a piece of intact skin on his body.
After that, the more than ten people were ordered to be killed by Princess Changle. In front of Chen Mobai, he peeled off their skin raw, and then exposed them to the sun for ten days. After that, no one knows, and no one wants to know. After experiencing such a thing, I am afraid that when I am put down, those people have also become human beings.
No one can forget that horrible night. Even now, the terrible screams of skinning people alive still seem to echo in my head. In that kind of scene, even these murderous demons who don't blink their eyes will not help but tremble and vomit.
However, Chen Mobai, who was as warm as jade, watched from beginning to end. From beginning to end, he always had a faint smile on his face, as if he was enjoying a good show.
That smile is creepy, and it's even more terrifying than skinning a person alive.
From that point on, everyone came to a consensus. This sickly but handsome man was not something for any of them to provoke.
It was also from that time that both the white camp and the black camp respected him, and no one dared to approach him even half a step, and no one ever said a word to him.
When Wei Xiang came over, he also hesitated for a moment. However, he overestimated his relationship with Chen Mobai for five years, and also overestimated his status in the underground prison. He thought that a new plaything, since he had been called the leader of the black camp, Chen Mobai would naturally give it up without hesitation.
What's more, he longs for women too much, and his inflated lust makes him ignore everything.
The smile on Chen Mobai's face was slightly cold and cruel: "Wei Xiang, do you think you can cover the sky with one hand here?" ”
Wei Xiang pursed his lips and didn't speak, isn't that exactly the case?
Chen Mobai said lightly: "No one has mentioned half a word about Pei Jun's matter. Have you ever wondered how the people above know? Do you really think this is an impregnable wall? ”
Wei Xiang's face finally had a hint of fear. He suddenly thought of something, since the mysterious master had the ability to get them here, how could he not know their every move?
She wanted to ...... Do?!
Chen Mobai glanced at him casually: "At this moment, do you still have the courage to take another step forward?" ”
Wei Xiang finally stopped moving, glanced at Jun Qinglan unwillingly, and turned around viciously. Suddenly, Wei Xiang stretched out his hand and pressed the handsome young man in white who was closest to him under him.
In the sound of cracking, the boy's cry was terrible.
The next moment, the men in black moved. It didn't take much effort, and in this dark dungeon, there were one after another wheezing and moaning, crying and begging for mercy.
The smell of glamour came to the face, and the picture was unbearable.
Chen Mobai frowned slightly, and did not let go of Jun Qinglan, but gently leaned her head against his chest, so that she would not see the ugly picture behind her.
At this moment, Jun Qinglan probably figured out what the black camp and white camp in Princess Changle's mouth were.
The so-called black camp and white camp are all prisoners in the dungeon. However, they were divided into two different camps by the color of their clothes.
The black camp collected death row prisoners from all over the Northern Xia, who were nominally dead, but in fact they were other people's thugs. These people who can't see the light have long lost their identity in the world. It is already a great gift to be able to keep them alive, and it is natural that they will bow to their masters and die.
Of course, his master did not treat them badly, so he established the White Camp.
In the white camp, there are beautiful men who are talented and good-looking all over the world. Princess Changle forcibly imprisoned them in the princess's mansion on the grounds of recruiting horses, in fact, to comfort the dirty and despicable selfish desires of those shameless men.
The daily twilight clock is the signal. When the bell rings, it's time for the black camp to let loose the wind and commit abuse.
Therefore, when the people in Baiying heard the bell, they were so frightened, and even Chen Mobai was strict enough to contain the tension in his heart.
In the final analysis, the white camp is just a camp. Pity those former beautiful sons of the world, who have become the playthings of this group of dirty outlaws.
Jun Qinglan was glad, fortunately, Chen Mobai always protected her behind her, Wei Xiang didn't recognize for a while that she was the one who arrested him in prison back then, otherwise, today's matter would not have ended so easily.
Jun Qinglan didn't believe that Princess Changle's mind could come up with such an idea. She didn't know who was behind Princess Changle's back, but that didn't affect her admiration for that person.
What kind of scheming and resourcefulness is this to be so thoughtful?
Grace and power to the black camp, so that they can be grateful and Dade will not be able to regenerate.
As for the white camp, they did not choose real women. The disappearance of a large number of women will definitely attract the attention of others, and someone will inevitably track them down. Therefore, in the name of the princess's choice of horses, so many beautiful men were rightly recruited. In this dark underground, as long as there is a way to vent, who cares about the fake phoenix?
What's more, these men are already good-looking, not much better than women.
However, Princess Changle was willing to sacrifice her reputation for this scene, what kind of benefits did the person behind her give her? The underground black battalion is huge in number and has amazing combat power, which is already equivalent to a terrifying army. What do they want to do with such a group of people?
After the Black Camp left, the smell of the dungeon became more and more unbearable. The pungent smell seems to linger for a long time, and this place has almost become a purgatory on earth.
"What a bunch of brutes!" Jun Qinglan gritted her teeth and said.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't have imagined that there would be such a place in the world. Relationships between people can erode to such an extent.
Chen Mobai didn't speak, and looked coldly at the people who had just been humiliated in the white camp. They were slowly arranging their clothes, and they had experienced such unbearable shame, but the expressions on their faces were surprisingly calm, even a little indifferent.
In any case, such a look did not match what they had just experienced.
"Did you see that?" Chen Mobai gestured to Jun Qinglan with his eyes: "This kind of thing happens every day, and sooner or later you will get used to it." Habit becomes nature. ”
Habit?!
Jun Qinglan will never allow herself to get used to such a life. Princess Changle threw her into the white camp just to humiliate her, so that she could only bow her head in front of her eyes in the future. However, for someone who has died once, what is such an idea of humiliation? Since Princess Changle had the courage to throw her here, she should have the courage to bear the consequences of this incident.
The human heart is a strange thing, not everyone is born accustomed to being oppressed, but they can't see hope and protect themselves in a dull way.
Jun Qinglan took a breath and slowly got up from the soft couch: "Are you still used to such days?" ”
No one looked at her, and no one answered her questions. This sentence is like throwing into the bottomless sea, and it can't make any waves.
Chen Mobai smiled: "They haven't spoken for a long time, I'm afraid they have long forgotten the human language." ”
"What is carved into the bone marrow, how can you say that you will forget it?"
Jun Qinglan did not forget that these people had all been trained in the sage books. They also had great talents, and they also had lofty ideals. She was looking forward to what interesting stories would happen when these people regained their long-lost pride
"Could it be that you never thought of going out?"
went out with two words, and finally called Jun Qinglan to see some effect. Three or two people glanced at her quickly, but the speed of that glance was surprisingly fast. It only took a moment, and then quickly left the way. And the self-reproach on their cheeks as if they were facing a great enemy is shocking and makes people's hearts tremble.
Chen Mobai frowned slightly, and said lightly: "No one can leave here alive." You come with me. ”
Chen Mobai brought her to the entrance that had long been sealed when she came.
"Did you see that?" The man's slender fingertips pointed towards the only sealed entrance. There was no crack in the seam, and it was impossible to see that there was a gate that allowed people to enter and exit.
Chen Mobai slowly withdrew his fingers and walked forward again. This time, he stood by the wall that had rolled up when the black camp entered, his calm eyes like water staring at Jun Qinglan.
"Have you ever seen a mechanism?"