Standing naked in the iron cage made Li Mu's face gloomy, and a sheriff stood behind him, holding a high-pressure water gun, and pressed the switch on him.

The water column of the high-pressure water gun was very strong, and Li Mu, who pushed it, stumbled, grabbed the iron rod on the iron cage, and stabilized his body. The dwarf standing next to him was even more unbearable, and was sprayed by a high-pressure water gun and rolled a few times and stuck to the cage wall.

The water from the water gun was salty and fishy, pumped straight from the sea, and it carried a strong radiation, which irritated the skin as if it were about to burn, making the dwarf scream as if he wanted to fall into the oil pot.

Even with Li Mu's physique as high as 3.4, after being sprayed by the water column, he still felt a tingling pain.

The sheriff standing outside the cage laughed, increased the amount of water from the high-pressure water cannon, and rushed for more than ten minutes before stopping. At this time, the two of them were pale and shivering from the freezing seawater.

He was sprinkled with a highly corrosive industrial disinfectant and carried the prison uniforms in his arms. The sheriff forcibly put two collars around the necks of the two and led them towards Section D.

These collars contain **, and whenever a prisoner steps out of the prison island, or attempts to remove the collar, a self-detonation process will be initiated, blowing up the prisoner's neck.

The interior of the prison is like a chicken farm, with three floors, and the cramped cells are separated by solid reinforced concrete and iron bars. Each cell was crammed into two prisoners, and the smell of sweat and urine wafted through.

Walking in the passage, all kinds of eyes came from the cells on both sides, some numb, some violent, some curious, and even full of lust, which made Li Mu feel a sense of discomfort all over his body.

There were only two worn-out iron beds and a broken toilet in the cramped cell, and it was difficult for people to turn around when they walked in.

There was already a big man lying on the bed, wrapped in a dirty quilt, looking with interest at the new roommate who walked in.

Li Mu frowned, a strong stench filled the entire cell, and the people who were about to smoke it almost couldn't open their eyes, and a large lump of filth was piled up on the edge of the toilet. Apparently the big man prefers to pull on the floor than the toilet.

With a bang, the sheriff closed the door to his cell. He slammed his fingers on the iron door.

"Leng Biao, a new roommate has been arranged for you above, and I will entertain him well."

Leng Biao, who was lying on the bed, suddenly had his eyes lit up, and he stared at Li Mu with interest. He is the strongest in the entire D-Zone, and should have been placed in the more dangerous C-Zone a long time ago. But he has remained comfortably in Zone D, where the danger is lowest. The sheriffs need him to take out characters that they can't do directly.

In prison, he was even more comfortable alive than outside.

"Boy, I think you've provoked some big guy outside."

Leng Biao got up from the bed, and at this time, Li Mu found that his body in front of him was full of hideous tattoos. Among them, the tattoo of a dagger through the neck on the shoulder is particularly conspicuous, and a row of blood droplets is tattooed under the dagger, and the blood droplets are tattooed with numbers.

In prison, there are very clear rules about who should get what kind of tattoos. If you get the wrong pattern, some of them will volunteer to cut it off with glass. The slightest resistance will result in beatings and throat cuts.

Li Mu's eyes narrowed into a slit, only the most dangerous predators were qualified to tattoo this dagger. The drops of blood dripping from the dagger symbolized the number of people who died at his hands in the repeated battles.

There were one hundred and seventy-eight people in total.

On his chest is a row of sword-pierced dog heads, symbolizing the number of magistrates he has killed, and prisoners with these tattoos usually disappear silently after being imprisoned.

But apparently, the big man was not among them.

"How do you know?"

He raised the vigilance of his whole body to the highest level, his muscles tightened, and a strong sense of crisis told him that the man in front of him was very difficult to mess with.

"Those black dogs have been serving me with good meat for a long time every day, and occasionally send a few women in for me to enjoy, isn't it just so that I can help them pinch you big boys to death."

As he spoke, he stretched, and the rocky muscles of his body crumbled. His eyes suddenly turned cold, and a violent aura of extreme cruelty and disregard for human life emanated from his body.

Looking Li Mu up and down, Leng Biao stretched out his tongue and licked his fat lips.

"If you're willing to get down on your knees and suck what I shoved into your mouth, then I'm willing to let you die a little more painfully. Otherwise, I'll shove that pile of into your mouth and beat your out. ”

He said, gesturing to the stinking pile of feces next to the toilet.

The prison was very quiet at night, and Leng Biao's voice spread throughout the prison. All the inmates in the cell were clamoring.

"that little white face!"

"Feed him!"

Later, the whole prison echoed with the applause of the prisoners and the sound of the newcomers eating, like a wave of sound pouring towards him.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have been driven crazy, but Li Mu had a gloomy face, just staring directly at Leng Biao.

"Looks like you've chosen to eat."

"I choose to let you eat."

As soon as Li Mu's words fell, the whole person jumped up, grabbed the electric light on the roof, endured the paralyzing stinging sensation caused by the electricity, and ripped the bulb from the ceiling with the wire.

Unplug the bulb from the wires and put the two wires together. There was a banging sound throughout the prison, and the safety was tripped. Cell after cell went dark. The whole prison fell silent in vain, and then there was an uproar like a pot of boiling water.

They shouted and banged on the bars of the cells, and even began to dismantle the iron beds and smash everything in the cell. vented the long-suppressed dissatisfaction and despair in his heart.

Outside, the sheriffs noticed that the situation inside the prison was out of control and rushed in, flashlights and warning shots into the sky in an attempt to crush the chaotic prisoners.

Debris rained down from the cell, smashing into the sheriffs, bleeding their heads.

At this time, Li Mu was holding a steel pipe removed from the bed in his hand and confronting Leng Biao. He was preoccupied, his body like a fully drawn bow, undisturbed by the commotion he had caused.

"You're amazing to be able to react in an instant, but where can you hide in this small cell?"

Leng Biao looked at the darkness in front of him, and his voice was cold.

"When I get you, I'm going to drag your intestines out and stuff them in your mouth."

ps: Thank you for the book friend Twin Buckle, Crow Thirteen, Sacred ~ Knight, Retro Knight, Z Wolf Shadow, Detective Li Ergou, and the reward of the flower cake.