661. Chapter 661: First Meeting
The prison director left in a hurry with people, the prisoners in the prison were suppressed, everyone stood silently at the door, looking at the cell where Luo Zheng was, blessings, praying, making trouble, quiet, what the final result would be, no one knew, no one thought about it, an invisible pressure enveloped the entire prison. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
A few hours passed, no one spoke, not even gasped for breath, and looked fixedly in the direction where Luo Zheng was, as if there was the hope of his own life, the hope of living, his face was solemn, his eyes were sad, anyone has the full strength of life, it is the right to be a human being, even if it is a prisoner.
The old man who delivered the meal did not change people, continued to push the cart over, and delivered the meals to the door of each cell, the meals did change, no one added a piece of meat steak, and it was this meat steak that made everyone realize the importance of Luo Zheng, without Luo Zheng risking his life to fight, everyone is nothing, even a dog is not as good, the dog will be led out by the owner for a walk, for a ride, but everyone can only stand at the door.
The humiliation of not being able to be human was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds, everyone did not move, continued to stand quietly, looking at the prison where Luo Zheng was located, no one moved the food sent, as if the food did not exist, the old man of the cart glanced at Luo Zheng, who was still lying unconscious on the ground, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, and after leaving the food, he pushed the cart away.
The old man who delivered the food did not arrive in a prison, and the prisoner inside only asked, how is the brother in the thirteenth warehouse? Seeing the old man shaking his head, they all continued to be silent, without embarrassing the old man, everyone continued to stand at the door, as if they didn't know how to be tired, silently blessed, at this moment, Luo Zheng became the spiritual sustenance for everyone to live.
Another few hours passed, and the old man who delivered the food came over, saw that no one had moved the food on the ground, put it away, let go of the new food, and came to Luo Zheng's prison, and saw that Luo Zheng was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, and couldn't help but be happy, and changed the food, and then did not go to a prison, and without waiting for inquiry, he said softly: "Not dead." ”
A simple word, as if to inject wireless vitality into everyone, everyone was in high spirits, as if they saw their own hope, everyone was imprisoned here, not to live, just to be able to be treated by normal human rights, the requirements are really not high, and these simple demands have been fought before, but they are all dead, this time, everyone saw hope, saw the power of unity, full of confidence.
Another few hours passed, and the old man who delivered the meal came over again, and saw that everyone still hadn't eaten, so he simply came to Luo Zheng's prison first, and saw that Luo Zheng was washing his face and wiping his body, and the food didn't move, so he couldn't help but be happy, and suddenly shouted: "Are you okay?" ”
"Huh?" Luo Zheng didn't know what was going on outside, he breathed for a while through the family breathing method, he felt that his inner qi and blood had stabilized, and his breathing was much smoother, because he had been well protected in advance, he was not fatally injured, and the problem was not big, he looked at the old man in surprise and asked, "What's wrong?" ”
"Everyone can't see you, they think something happened to you, and they all go on hunger strikes to protest." The old man hurriedly whispered, skillfully changing the meal.
"Huh?" Luo Zheng was shocked, he didn't expect this kind of thing, he pondered for a moment, and couldn't help laughing, if he could get everyone's support, things would be easier to handle in the future, so he couldn't help but come to the door of the prison and looked outside.
When the other prisoners outside saw Luo Zheng appear, they couldn't help but be overjoyed, burst into cheers, knocked on the iron door, and let out an exhilarating cry, as if their wish had been fulfilled, "Roar, roar!" The uniform slogan sounded again in the prison, upstairs and downstairs did not know what was happening, but it did not prevent the shouting to follow.
In the monitoring room on the roof, the prison warden looked at this scene, his face was gloomy and dripping, he didn't expect Luo Zheng's prestige to be so high, and what made the prison warden even more depressed was that Song Yan couldn't get in touch, and the prison warden couldn't make up his mind about whether to kill or stay with Luo Zheng, so he could only wait for the opportunity.
Luo Zheng looked at this scene in surprise, the military heart was available, he picked up the rice bowl on the ground and ate it, and the others also picked up the rice bowl and ate it, and the old man who delivered the rice excitedly pushed the cart away, and kept saying to everyone in the prison that it was okay, it was okay, knowing that when he came to the ninth warehouse, he was stopped by the white-haired people inside, and asked, "Is it really okay?" Are there any injuries? ”
"I can't see it." The old man who delivered the meal hurriedly said softly, and changed the meal for the other party.
"It's okay, it's good." In the prison, a middle-aged man in his fifties with white hair said softly, emotional, grabbed the rice and devoured it, as if there was the power to escape from the sea of suffering.
Luo Zheng ate and drank to his heart's content, sat on the bed and continued to sit cross-legged, while transporting the family method of breathing to heal his wounds, while thinking about it, the prison warden did not kill himself, there must be various reasons, but no matter what, he survived, the plan was half successful, and the next thing is how to escape, with the assistance of all the prisoners, I believe that the possibility of escaping is very high.
Unconsciously, Luo Zheng fell asleep, and the continuous events consumed too much Luo Zheng's energy, and when he woke up, he found that there was food at the door, there was no sun and moon in the prison, and he didn't know what time it was, day or night, Luo Zheng felt that after sleeping, his mental state was much better, and he picked up the food and ate it.
When he was full of food and drink, the radio in the prison suddenly sounded, and when the time came to release the wind, Luo Zheng heard the iron door of his prison also clicked, this was the sound of unlocking, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, he was about to see his own people, and a nervousness surged up in his heart, and it didn't take long for the iron door to be completely opened, and all the prisoners came out, walking to the side tentatively, talking to others, there was no previous shooting, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly thought of all this welfare fighter Luo Zhenglai, and turned their heads to look at the thirteenth warehouse.
After a while, everyone saw Luo Zheng walk out, although his face was very haggard, but his body was still so upright, they were all relieved, and applauded one after another, smiling, expressing their respect, Luo Zheng also applauded and returned the salute, and walked towards the ninth warehouse, while walking, he nodded to the prisoners along the road, everyone looked respectful and politely got out of the way.
Soon, Luo Zheng came to the No. 9 warehouse, and saw a middle-aged man about fifty years old standing in the No. 9 warehouse, with a haggard face, deep sunken eyes, a malnourished look, one leg was a little weird, full of white hair, looking at himself, Luo Zheng thought of what the old man had said, estimated that the leg was paralyzed, looked eagerly at the past, and said softly: "The sharp blade of the country, fight for the country, unsheath for the people, only die in battle, never kneel to live." "I use Chinese Chinese, surrounded by foreign devils, I don't worry about being understood, and I don't necessarily understand the meaning if I understand it."
The middle-aged man was shocked, and a line of tiger tears rolled down.