I think that in the territory of the Mengya Empire, he lived the life of a death row prisoner for most of the year, to be precise, a life full of humiliation and suffering. At this time, the second entered the palace, which was naturally very unhappy.

Churchill is different, it is completely a big girl who sits in a sedan chair.

He was very optimistic that this was a precious life experience, a new life experience, which would help him achieve his dreams, and although he was still an artillery gunner, when the Celtic sword broke, the Kremlin was reduced to a sea of fire, and Kirclough I paid the price for his brutality, he would put down his guns and cannons to pursue his dreams and create a new life.

Even if everyone is not optimistic about him, thinking that a gunner who wants to be an actor is funny, it is also stupid and even more disobedient.

But...... He will not give up, and as long as he is alive, he will not stop approaching his dreams.

Why rebelled against the tyranny of Kirlclov I? Not hatred, nor to replace it, but to create a new life, a life where all people are free to pursue their dreams, a world where they can breathe freely.

He didn't tell anyone.

He was an artilleryman, and he was happy to be with Hausen, but that didn't mean he didn't have a delicate heart.

Along the way, he was smiling, looking at every facility in the prison with a curious and longing gaze, even the simplest silver-white walls.

Tang Fang was calm as water, Hausen was indignant, and Churchill looked like a curious baby, which made them look weird, and they felt out of place in prison, very different from ordinary death row inmates.

Maybe it's because I'm used to watching the expressions of loss, dazedness, and regret on the faces of the death row inmates, and I feel uncomfortable when I see the three people looking indifferent, maybe they want to teach the three of them a lesson, or maybe because they're depressed and want to find something to vent their emotions, the eldest of the four prison guards called for a halt to the escort process. Pointing to a room around the corner, he said, "Take them to wash." ”

Tang Fang's calm face showed mood fluctuations, but he still followed the words of the prison guard and walked to the corner bathroom,

Hausen didn't know what to think, and his cheeks twitched a few times, making him look a little hideous.

Since he intended to experience prison life, Churchill naturally did not resist.

So the three of them entered the bathroom under the escort of four prison guards. He stripped naked under their gaze.

Tang Fang's eyes were still calm, and he didn't feel humiliated because he was naked and the other party was neatly dressed, as a man who had crawled out of the pile of dead people, these shallow insults could not affect his emotions at all.

Not to mention that the 4 prison guards are all men, even if there are women present, he still dares to do this, anyway, the 3 of them have been disguised, who can recognize that the person in front of him who is stripped naked is the famous "Morning Star Casting" family.

Churchill walked into the room last. But he was the second to strip naked. His body was covered with scars, both knife wounds and bullet marks, which made people look sideways.

Haosen is different, his body is smooth and slippery, except for Maoduo, he can't find a medal that can represent him as a real man.

Churchill finally understood why the always heroic boxer had to grind and chirp when he took off his clothes, and he was not happy at all. I couldn't hold back, hehe laughed out loud.

"I ...... I had a lot of scars on my body. It's all because of Don ......"

The boxer explained with a red face, and was suddenly poked under the ribs by Tang Fang with an elbow in the middle of his words. suffocated the word "Fang" back into his stomach, and then realized that he almost purred his mouth and revealed the identities of the three people.

Since encountering the Evil Eye in Nami Star, the genes of his body have been modified and he has obtained the ability to regenerate at high speed, and the scars on his, Tang Fang, and Aros have disappeared.

For a real man like Uncle Hausen. It's not romantic at all, it's not MAN at all.

At this time, one of the four prison guards left the room and walked out of the door, where he was in charge of letting the wind out.

The older guard pointed to the bathing station in front of him and said, "Go." ”

Tang Fang stepped forward. It's still calm.

If it was him before the crossing, he might feel a little unbalanced and even angry in his heart, but after absorbing Tang Yan's memory, he was already very indifferent to it.

These are the rules, just like every industry, from the national leadership to the market and vegetable market, there are rules that are visible or invisible.

No matter how beautiful, self-reliant, and dignified you are outside, when you enter such a place, you will first be insulted by your personality, cut off your pride and dignity as a human being, destroy your will and spirit, and become a walking corpse that is worse than a dog.

In fact, how can this not be the case in the army? In Tang Yan's memory, there are countless methods of veterans torturing recruits, and methods for superiors to squeeze subordinates.

It is a social phenomenon that cannot be changed by the will of the individual, and as long as there is a soil for the evil side of human nature to grow, it can never be completely eliminated.

When he thought of the "home delivery" method, he thought that he would encounter this kind of thing, and he was not surprised, so he was very calm.

It was this calmness that made the older prison guards uncalm.

His instinct told him that the skinniest Asian kid of the three was their leader.

He saw the young boy's calm as a contempt for power, a mockery of the prison guards. Because he felt from the bottom of his heart that the prison guards themselves were vicious dogs raised by the state apparatus, and he did not want to admit this, but he had to admit it.

When Tang Fang stood on the bathing table, he took the high-pressure water gun handed by his subordinates, adjusted the pressure, and opened the valve.

This is a very common punishment for torturing prisoners, and while insulting people, it will bring unparalleled pleasure to the abuser, and it will save worry and effort, and watching Bai Huahua's body collide with the water splash, to a certain extent, there is a kind of pleasing taste to the eye.

He laughed, laughed.

Compared with the calm of the Tang side, it is a stark contrast.

Unfortunately, he didn't see the high-pressure water rushing against the Asian youth's back, shattering into countless splashes, nor did he hear exclamations, let alone the naked man who fell to the ground.

Because there was a man in the way, he forcibly blocked the high-pressure water with his crossed arms, and the waves of the rush spread out on his flat and short hairstyle, and the flowing water meandered down his arms, falling to the ground and merging into puddles.

"...... Uproar"

The sound of water and the heat swelled up, obscuring the glass window above the bathing station. From there, you could see the sky darkening outside. The sensor lights on the ceiling suddenly lit up, emitting a soft white light, like a mischievous elf, rushing on the surface of the splashing water droplets and rising steam.

He stood under the sprinkler head, kneading his scalp and letting the warm water flow all over his body. Let out a soft sigh.

Somehow, in this situation of waiting for the time to come, he could briefly forget about the crises, those stresses, and take a warm bath, even if it was a prison instead of the familiar captain's quarters.

However, such a scene was like a needle pricked into the body, which made the elderly prison guard furious.

He yelled angrily, "What are you going to do? Move! ”

Hausen didn't move. The fleshy face was hidden behind the splash, revealing a sneer that made the bottom of the heart chill.

The two of the older prison guards pulled out their batons pinned to their belts and stared coldly at the prisoner who had not moved a single inch under the impact of the high-pressure water, just waiting for the boss to give him an order to taste the sticks.

In such a place, the revolt represents self-inflicted. But...... From time to time, there are still people who want to challenge their majesty, but in the end, they can only be covered in bruises and become an example of killing chickens and monkeys.

They never reflect on whether they have deceived others too much. No one will sympathize with a death row inmate, people will only remember the sins he committed during his lifetime. Even if...... Sometimes those so-called "sins" are forced out.

In the prison of one acre and three points of land, the prison guards are the princes, and the warden is the all-powerful God who holds the divine power.

"Beat me ......," the older prison guard pointed to Howson's hateful face and said in an almost crazy tone, "Beat me to death." "Finished. He closed the water valve and pulled out a baton from his waist, the tip of which was mottled and could be seen to be dried blood.

The two young prison guards had already rushed forward before this, and the baton smashed directly into Hausen's head. The shot can be described as very ruthless, leaving no emotion.

None of them noticed that Churchill, who had been silent, moved, his tense body was released like a longbow with a full string, and the whole person was like a cannonball, rushing out from the side, and a fatal shoulder hit the rib of the prison guard on the right.

The hard muscles bulged high, and the bulging green tendons were like tough hemp ropes, and the force was transmitted to the ribs of the prison guards, only to hear a muffled creak, followed by a sharp and piercing scream.

The prison guard turned into a huge rugby ball, hunched over and flew backwards, and finally snapped against the western wall, slowly slid down like a ball of spineless slugs, split his legs, leaned on the ground, and fainted by Churchill's simple impact.

Another guard was stunned by the sight before him, and he felt only a dark shadow flash, followed by the sound of mud sticking to the wall. When he subconsciously turned his head to look, his good partner really slipped off the wall like a puddle of mud, rolled his eyes, and was unconscious.

At the moment when he was stunned, Haosen caught up with him with an arrow, and very casually bent his toes with a hook, and the palm of Pu Ye's big hand slammed at the base of his neck, and the poor fellow opened his mouth, and before he could squeeze out his throat and snort, he followed in the footsteps of his companions, and fell to the ground and passed out.

The moment the older prison guard took out his baton, the two young prison guards were all incapacitated, and the first prison guard broke two ribs, and it is estimated that there were some concussions, and I don't know if there will be sequelae.

The one in the back was in a slightly better situation, at least he didn't break a bone, but he fell to the ground and broke his nose, and his mustache was dyed red by two lines of blood.

The black mole at the corner of his mouth shook slightly, and he looked at the two large men in front of him in disbelief. Through the gap between the two of them, he saw the young man smearing shampoo all over his scalp, flushing out a lot of foam under the water, and sliding all the way down his smooth back.

I vaguely heard a humming sound, as if singing.

His lungs were about to explode, he had never seen such an arrogant guy in more than 20 years as a prison guard, and the two strong muscular men in front of him, what the hell was going on. As a prison guard guarding death row inmates, he usually has a lot of physical exercise, so why did he kill him as soon as he saw it.

Howson and Churchill came from the "Morning Star", and their hand-to-hand combat ability was among the best in the crew, and it was naturally very easy to distinguish between the strong and the weak of the veterans who had survived the battlefield and the policemen who had been eating and waiting to die all day long.

This is still a measure left by the two of them, otherwise, I am afraid that there would have been 2 dead bodies on the ground.

"Is it really good that you treat death row inmates like this?"

Churchill said with a cold face, compared to Hausen, his character is more delicate.

In his view, it is more merciful to those sentenced to death and protect their natural human rights, because compassion for the dying is a common emotion of human beings.

Gypsyel's laws are clearly too strict, and some death row prisoners are placed in other princes' territories, which is simply not enough for such a criminal law, and they are already pitiful, and they have to be insulted by prison guards, which is undoubtedly a violation of human rights and a blasphemy against human nature.

Churchill was furious, only because Tang Fang was calm, and he chose to suppress his emotions until Hausen blocked the high-pressure current of water that should have been sprayed at the captain with his body.

The older prison guard raised his sparse eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "Do you want to die?" ”

Hausen gave him a middle finger and scolded, "Idiot." ”

Only then did the prison guard realize that the three people in front of him were prisoners who should die, they had to die if they wanted to, and they had to die if they didn't want to die.

He just asked subconsciously, just like seeing the young man's calm face and feeling uncomfortable, and trying to force him to show some more wonderful expressions, it was completely an unintentional behavior.

The professional authority, which had been cultivated over many years, had become accustomed to enjoying the awe of the prisoners, and suddenly encountered a special case, which naturally produced strange emotions, feeling that someone was challenging their authority.

He did not think it to be a perverted psychological disease, for the warden, the chief of police, and some other officials had such a problem, which he called official authority, and considered it sacred and inviolable by the gift of His Majesty the King, bound to the name of the United Kingdom of Turanks.

This can be reflected in the national emblem on the uniform.

"You ......"

Hausen didn't listen to him and continued to talk nonsense, striding forward and approaching.

He raised his hand, the baton falling downward, and at the same time reached his left hand to the back of his waist, where a sharp weapon was pinned, and at the press of a button, the monitoring device on the ankles of the three people in front of him would activate a powerful electric current, incapacitating them.

The baton is only a means of intimidation, it is the real tool of punishment.

I don't know if he was too nervous, or if Hausen acted too quickly, he failed to press the shock button, and the baton in his hand was also snatched away by the big man, and he tripped forward, and fell into a dog eating, and his left face hit the ground.

He smelled a fragrance that was more impressive than the smell of blood in his mouth, it turned out to be some shampoo that had been washed down by running water flowing in front of him, wetting the black mole at the corner of his mouth.

The young man had already washed his hair and was applying shower gel to his body, as if he was very attentive and happy, and he didn't even notice that there was a person behind him drinking his shampoo. (To be continued......)

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