In the great northwest, the eyes are full of boundless Gobi and desert......

A rusty bus that has long been seen to be the original color of the bumpy driving on the deserted road, this car is carrying a felons who have just been officially sentenced, in fact, in the context of that era there are many misunderstandings about the so-called felons, in the final analysis, it is that at that time, for a lot of petty theft and things that are not serious at all, they will be severely smashed into felons.

Therefore, at that time, the title of felons did not actually mean that everyone was the most vicious person or a pure outlaw, but there were many bitter masters who made people look a little ridiculous.

The dry and hot climate of the northwest made the handcuffed and shackled prisoners in the car feel uneasy and more anxious, while the prison guards in the car were holding cigarettes and drinking the tea they had brought with them, chatting and laughing in the local Uyghur language, and from time to time they also swept their eyes on the faces of these mortals, as if to guard against any of them if there were any characters who were difficult to deal with.

In the penultimate row of the prisoner car, leaning against the window on the left, Wei Ren, who was shaved and bald, was obviously still childish compared to the people around him, lowered his head and didn't know what to think, and the wind whistling in his ears with a heat wave made the sweat on his forehead keep slipping.

"Huh? What do you support? A strong man with a big shoulder and a round waist sitting next to Wei Ren looked at Wei Ren and asked.

Wei Ren raised his head and glanced at the strong man and noticed that his face was full of small small wounds, and at first glance he was the kind of person who was not easy to mess with, so Wei Ren lowered his head directly without speaking.

"Damn, they're all from the northeast, and you have to huddle together when you get here, don't you? Otherwise, let the old cannon here target you, and you can be dragged and stabbed in the cotton field in broad daylight, and the people here are perverted, and the prison guards are okay to stare at the ass of a child like you, you know? The strong man saw that Wei Ren didn't pay attention to himself, thinking that Wei Ren was too old and scared, so he whispered into Wei Ren's ear and muttered.

Indeed, as this strong man said, the "felons" generally detained in the northwest are actually roughly divided into two kinds, one is the local people, and the other is those from outside, and the locals are very unfriendly to the people who brought them, plus the locals are all exotic aborigines who dance knives and guns all day long because of their customs and habits, so conflicts often break out in the prisons here.

These people from outside are incomparable with the locals, and they can even be said to be heaven and earth, but there are exceptions, that is, many of the outsiders are real outlaws, and this kind of person is the master who does not stop no matter where he goes, so the situation of fighting on both sides has always been quite balanced.

The prisoner cart moved slowly, as if he would never reach the destination in his life, and as the strong man kept talking to himself as if he had been holding back for a long time, Wei Ren probably knew a lot about this place.

With the passage of time, after the scorching sun gradually disappeared, just when the sun immediately disappeared into the distant horizon, the bus finally arrived at its destination, and then Wei Ren got off the bus in a daze with a large group of prisoners, and after accepting a series of routine operations such as the assignment of prison area and physical examination, all the staff stood on the square with large brick houses neatly arranged everywhere.

A middle-aged man with one eye and an eye patch stood on a slightly higher platform in the square, took the list in his hand and began to roll call.

The strong man beside Wei Ren who had been walking with him lowered his head at this time and whispered to Wei Ren, "If you have fate, you will be together, and you will ...... when you turn around."

Just as the strong man was speaking, suddenly the middle-aged man on the platform suddenly paused, then stretched out his hand and pointed into the crowd, and immediately a semi-automatic prison guard quickly re-entered the crowd and directly reached out and dragged the strong man who was whispering to Wei Ren and walked outside.

"You may all be treasures at home, big brothers, or some famous local carp dragon, but what you should learn most here is respect, respect for others, respect for yourself and respect for your own very cheap life......" The middle-aged man said this with a smile in one eye, and then asked the strong man, "You like to talk very much, don't you?" ”

"Report**! I ......" the strong man was a little panicked and wanted to explain something.

"The first lesson I gave you to come up here was that all you had to do was look down at your crotch while I spoke, make sure the words got in your ears and let it rot in your heart, you know?" The middle-aged man smiled and waved his hand directly after saying it to the people present.

The prison guard standing next to the strong man directly raised the semi-automatic ** in his hand and smashed it directly at the strong man's face......

"Bang ......"

The strong man's head swayed violently and slightly, and then a lot of teeth and blood spurted out of his mouth, and then his eyes rolled up and he fell directly to the ground.

"He basically can't eat, let's send it directly to the back mountain, and let him go there tomorrow by opening the stone!" After the middle-aged man said casually, his eyes swept over the prisoners below one by one, and then he said as if he didn't have any fun: "Take it to prison!" After speaking, the middle-aged man turned around and got off the stage directly.

In this way, Wei Ren entered the border land of the great northwest and began his prison career.

Basically, in addition to a short sleep time here, Wei Ren is working hard, generally speaking, here is either to open stones, or to plant cotton, after Wei Ren came here, because of the taciturn but diligent hands and feet, he was quickly transferred into the ranks of planting cotton, compared to opening stones, planting cotton is still relatively easy to live, although it is not like those who spend money on the cattle and sheep here can herd cattle and sheep as leisurely, but at least there is no need to worry about being stoned to death, or being ** Blown up.

Time has gradually gone on, Wei Ren has not seen many fights between prisoners, the people in his cell are all outsiders, so they get along quite peacefully, Wei Ren is unable to avenge his brother every day in addition to missing his hometown in the self-blame and grief of not being able to avenge his brother, over time Wei Ren is even more reluctant to communicate with others, but fortunately, people here are not very willing to communicate with each other, so Wei Ren is also happy to be quiet.

One day, while watering the cotton field, Wei Ren was about to enter the cotton field with a bucket when he saw a local man with curly hair and beard and blue eyes standing in front of him, blocking his way.

"Get out of ......," one of the locals scolded in the opposite direction of Wei Ren.

Wei Ren knew that these locals were not easy to mess with, so he obediently turned around and was about to carry the bucket away, he knew in his heart that these people would do something here every once in a while, so Wei Ren didn't want to cause trouble.

At the moment when Wei Ren just turned around, he heard a man's painful ** sound behind him, and then Wei Ren was stunned for a moment and then immediately turned his head to look behind him, while the two men who were blocking Wei Ren's way hurriedly turned around and ran towards the cotton.

Inside the cotton, a local man covered his hand in pain, the missing piece of flesh on the tiger's mouth was bloody and made people shudder to look at, and his pants faded to his knees at this time, not far from him, a young man of the same age as Wei Ren spit something on the ground, and then wiped his mouth and looked at the local man with a cold look.

“#￥#￥@#@！ @#" The local man raised his head and kept saying something to his two companions, and then the two of them directly reached out and pulled out two cold-lit knives from their waistbands.

It is forbidden to carry this kind of thing in the prison, but these locals obviously have their own special channels to get some discarded iron tools, and then sharpen the knives they need to use, the young man was stunned for a moment after seeing that both of them had knives.

Young Wei Ren knew, although he was not the same as himself, but Wei Ren knew that his name was Feizi and he came in because of the crime of injury, and Feizi was estimated to be hanging at this time.

The two of them quickly rushed towards Feizi with knives, and one left and one right reached out to Feizi.

After Wei Ren saw this, he also pinched a cold sweat in his heart, and subconsciously carried the bucket in his hand and ran up.

"that!" Feizi saw Wei Ren in his eyes, and opened his mouth to shout.

Wei Ren lifted the bucket in his hand directly above his head, and then smashed it on the head of the locals who were about to stand up on the ground.

"Bang ......" Although the sturdy wooden barrel was poured with water, the barrel body with absolute hardness smashed directly on the head of the local, and then smashed him down in an instant, Wei Ren stood up again with the bucket and rushed towards the two men with knives.

At this time, a man had already reacted, carrying a knife and turning around to stab Wei Ren's chest, Wei Ren held the bucket to block it, and then picked up the bucket and opened it, and the man was stunned for a while, and the knife in his hand flew out directly.

Feizi saw the opportunity and quickly turned around and ran, the locals behind him carried a knife to the back of Feizi's heart, but he didn't expect that at this time, Feizi suddenly turned around and stretched out his arm on one side, and then at the moment of avoiding the knife, he wrapped his arm around the man's neck, just like the moves of the professional wrestling league, and directly knocked the man to the ground, and then Feizi flew up and rode directly on the man's body, after one hand stuck his hand holding the knife, the other hand was fist-like towards the man's Adam's apple and went down!

After a few punches in a row, the man fainted directly with difficulty breathing, and Wei Ren on the other end was carrying a wooden barrel and smashing it towards the man's body one after another, and after a few blows, he directly lay down the man and then looked at Feizi breathlessly.