Beichuan lay on the ground like a dead dog, his face was full of pain, and he still had a sock stuffed in his mouth, one hand tightly grasped the iron railing, and the other hand struggled to stretch out the iron railing, shaking in vain.

On his body, Geng Chaozhong, who was full of surprise, seemed to be surprised why the prison guards came so quickly.

I heard the prison guard go downstairs just now!

"Boy, let him go! Otherwise, you're welcome! The fat-faced prison guard waved the baton in his hand and warned Geng Chaozhong with a serious face.

"Hurry up! Don't feel uncomfortable! The thin man was also on the side to help.

Geng Chaozhong had no choice but to get up from Beichuan's body with a regretful face, looking unfinished.

Beichuan finally broke free from Geng Chaozhong's warm embrace, and immediately shrank into the corner of the wall like a little girl who had been raped, and hid there with his head down without saying a word, picking at the socks in his mouth with his hands, and making retching sounds from time to time.

The fat-faced prison guard opened the door, looked at Geng Chaozhong with a regretful face, and said:

"Come here, come with me, follow me to Mr. Schultz!"

Geng Chaozhong had no choice but to stand up and walk out with the same regretful face.

In fact, he had made full preparations, gagged Kitagawa's mouth with socks, and also let out a painful scream, creating the illusion that he was beaten. After all, before Beichuan was subdued, if he was bitten, he wouldn't be able to escape the twenty whips.

How did you know that these two prison guards came so quickly!

As soon as the three of them walked down the stairs, they heard a violent cheer from behind, mixed with a few shouts: "Boss Liu, it's awesome!" Kill! ”

"Hehe, you know a! That kid wore No. 66 prison clothes, lived in Tianzi No. 6 prison, and showed three six leopard heads - all killed! Learn from Lao Tzu in the future! A gruff voice came.

The fat prison guard glanced back, and couldn't help but pat his thigh and shake his head and sigh: "That's right! Three and six leopards were killed, why didn't I think of it?! ”

"You kid is ruthless enough, it's the first time I've seen someone beat Beichuan, he is a famous ronin in the island city, and several green gang double-flower red sticks in the prison were beaten by him and his nose and face were swollen." The skinny prison guard said as he walked.

"This guy is very arrogant, he is Japanese, he is protected by the consulate, every Chinese who comes in has to be beaten by him, this is not counting, he often and pee on other people's heads, no one can stay with him for more than three days." The fat prison guard also said.

"Hehe, it seems that I was still lightly beaten just now." Geng Chaozhong was angry when he heard the words of the fat prison guard, fuck, I knew that I would remove one of his arms just now!

"Alas, the Japanese can't afford to offend!" The thin prison guard looked helpless.

"Why don't you put him in prison?" Geng Chaozhong was a little puzzled, aren't foreigners all locked up in Renzijian?

"Hah!" The fat prison guard's expression was a little complicated. "The Japanese are foreigners in our eyes, and they are nothing at all in the eyes of Westerners, and the foreigners in Renzijian over there have engaged in a collective referendum democratic vote, and they are resolutely not allowed to live with them, otherwise they will collectively protest to the authorities."

It turned out to be a chain of discrimination between Westerners-Orientals-Chinese, and for Han Fuqu and Han Dashuai, Europeans such as Anglo-American-French are the first to be offended, and the Japanese are second to be offended, so they can only let the Chinese suffer!

"Wouldn't it be okay for him to live in a private room by himself?" Geng Chaozhong continued to ask.

Maybe Geng Chaozhong beat the Japanese very happy, or maybe it was Geng Chaozhong's skills that made the two prison guards awe-inspired, and they knew everything about Geng Chaozhong's problems.

"There are not enough cells, and the prison has not yet been built." The thin man replied simply, because Schultz's office was about to arrive.

Schultz was not in the hut at the top of the stairs, but returned to the prison guard's office building opposite his prison prison.

He had been in this disgusting place for almost fifteen years, starting as a small prison guard and becoming the warden of the entire Yizi Prison. Even in the days of the Japanese, he maintained his position in prison in a way that no other German could do.

Because he was not a purebred German in the first place, but a German immigrant from Italy - Mussolini's Blackshirts controlled all of Italy in 22 years, establishing the first French government in European history. Since then, he has never looked back, becoming one of the many European refugees who wander around the island city.

"Report!"

There was a knock on the door, it was the voice of the fat prison guard Gong Shouping.

"Come in!"

Schultz speaks non-standard but fluent Chinese.

The fat prison guard Gong Shouping and the thin prison guard escorted Geng Chaozhong in.

"Shouping, Hou Chun, what's going on?" Schultz asked suspiciously, it stands to reason that it should be the Japanese who were escorted over!

"This guy knocked Kitagawa down!" The thin prison guard Hou Chun was quick to answer first.

"Huh?"

Schultz's eyes lit up, he couldn't help but stand up, walked straight to Geng Chaozhong, stretched out his hand and patted Geng Chaozhong's shoulder vigorously, and praised it in his mouth:

"Good, good! You've done a great job! That damn Japanese guy still wants to live in a single room! Now it's okay, it's you in the future, teach him how to be a man! ”

After Schultz praised Geng Chaozhong for a few words, he turned his head and instructed Gong Shouping, a fat prison guard:

"Take him to the torture chamber and play with him."

Geng Chaozhong's face suddenly turned like earth, what do I call playing?

However, the two prison guards obviously knew very well, and pulled Geng Chaozhong out, and the thin prison guard Hou Chun saw that Geng Chaozhong's face was wrong, and comforted:

"Mr. Schultz's pronunciation is inaccurate, he should be asking, he learned from Ming history. Asking means to fight gently, and a good fight is a normal fight, and if it is a real fight, it is a fight to the death. ”

Rub, the sky is not afraid of the earth, and the foreigners are afraid of learning Chinese culture. I didn't expect this foreigner to come to China, and the unspoken rules are still very slippery.

Geng Chaozhong put his mind at ease, followed the two prison guards to a two-story small building next to the Yizi Prison, and after entering, he came to a hut of less than 30 square meters, in which were hung with several ropes like hanging rings, it seemed that this was the place where the hanging was played.

Gong Shouping had already shouted when he entered the door, and after a while, a fat man with a naked body and a body of pork belly came over, and Gong Shouping whispered: "Schultz is playing." ”

The fat man showed a look of understanding, tied Geng Chaozhong's hands and hung him up in a few clicks, and then took out a thumb-thick leather whip from the corner and began to execute.

Although it was just playing, it was still uncomfortable for the leather whip to fall on the body, and the leather whip was tied with barbed flowering wires, and a random whip was a bloody mark with tooth marks, which made Geng Chaozhong shiver in pain. It's just a joke, and if it's really a good fight, then every whip has to be peeled open. It is even more unimaginable to really beat, Geng Chaozhong seriously doubted that 20 lashes would kill people.

After the torture, Geng Chaozhong dragged a scar back to the Yizi Prison, and as soon as he walked out of the staircase on the second floor, he heard someone shouting in the corridor:

"Leopard Head is back!"