By the next night, the obese middle-aged man gradually woke up, groaning and trying to get up, but the pain all over his body was incomparable, especially the whipping and kicking of the jailer before, which pulled the steel nails under his shoulder blades, and his hands were weak at the moment, and he couldn't get up for a while. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He roared angrily: "Are you all dead, come and help Lao Tzu!" ”

The few people shrank behind, looked at each other, looked at Du Dian, and did not dare to make a move, including the sturdy young man who had reminded him earlier, also shrunk in the corner, silent.

The fat middle-aged man roared a few times, and when he saw that no one responded to him, the horror and sadness in his heart made him more and more angry, but he already understood that he had been abandoned, and a wounded blind tiger, even if he showed a vicious expression, it would be difficult to suppress others.

Moreover, unlike Lao Jin and Black Scar, he has a high prestige in the prison, even among the various cell leaders, he is one of the best existences, able to support each other, even if one of them is seriously injured, no one dares to bully.

Loneliness, helplessness, despair, darkness.

He seemed to experience the first feeling of being thrown into prison, when he was violated in crying and flattered in forced laughter, and it was not until the time of his boss was reached and he was sentenced to death that he was given the opportunity to ascend to the throne.

Now, he's fallen again.

Dudian looked at him silently, said nothing, and a moment later, dinner arrived, and this time it was lucky, throwing in four pieces of bread.

Doody is safely picked up.

When the fat middle-aged man heard the voice, he suddenly crawled up, but instead of jumping up and snatching, he kowtowed in the direction of Du Di'an, and begged: "Please, spare me, you will be my boss in the future, I admit defeat, other people here often fight, I will be your thug in the future, you can let me do anything, please don't hate me......"

Du Dian frowned slightly, he didn't expect his reversal to be so big, and he thought that he would fight back in despair, so he was silent for a moment, and said to the others: "Do you think I should forgive him?" ”

The people sat on the straw mat, looking at the black bread in Du Di'an's hand, and when they heard the question, one of them whispered tentatively: "Boss, or you can forgive him, we have a job assigned in each prison, and if he is abolished, it will be a loss to have less people to work." ”

Dudian nodded slightly, and after waiting for the two jailers to leave, he said, "Abolish one of his arms and third leg." ”

Several people were stunned when they heard this.

The fat middle-aged man's face changed, and the fingers lying on the ground couldn't help clenching, but then he let go again, and pleaded: "Big brother, they are right, we have a job every week, if I abolish my arm, I will become a waste, and then the work will be divided equally among everyone, and you will also suffer." ”

Du Di looked at him quietly and said, "Do you think I need to work myself?" ”

The obese middle-aged man was stunned.

The faces of the other people changed, knowing what Du Di'an meant, but they didn't expect that with the change of boss, their lives were still like this, and they couldn't help but feel a little sad and angry in their hearts.

Du Dian looked at a few people and said, "Didn't anyone do it?" ”

Several people glanced at each other, angry in their hearts, and they all remained silent in tacit understanding.

Dudian took out two pieces of black bread from his bosom and said, "Whoever is obedient will belong to whom." ”

This trick was used by the jailer in the past two days, and he is now learning and using it.

Several people were stunned and hesitated, but finally one of them stepped forward and said, "I'll come, but I'm afraid I won't be able to beat him." ”

Du Dian said to the fat middle-aged man: "Hear, I believe that if you are smart, you will not resist, otherwise you will cut off more than one hand, if my guess is correct, the rules here are very simple, there are only two, no killing, and ensure the workload, so, a little torture, it should be nothing." ”

Hearing him say the words "little torture" lightly, the fat middle-aged man's body trembled, he was angry and afraid, because he knew that what Du Dian said was completely right.

As long as it doesn't kill people and doesn't affect the workload, dog-eat-dog things are a favorite thing for jailers to hear.

Dudian pulled out the other two pieces of black bread, took a light bite and ate them, and said as he ate, "The show can begin." ”

Hearing his words, several other people looked at the black bread he was chewing, gritted their teeth, and stepped forward to surround the fat middle-aged man.

The people in the other cells naturally noticed the situation here, but they rarely did not laugh loudly, everyone felt a faint chill, they had seen the most vicious criminals, they had seen the demons who killed people without blinking, but they had never seen anyone who adapted so quickly, because Dudian was not pure revenge, and there was not even the slightest hatred and murderous intent from his commands, but a kind of calm.

It is this calmness that makes people feel an extremely dangerous aura.

Screams and angry roars rang out in the prison, and the sound waves reverberated on the steel pillars of the cage before being mercilessly smashed to pieces.

Du Dian was chewing and slowly eating black bread that tasted like expired food, quietly watching the scene in front of him, and when he finished eating, the atrocities in front of him were over, leaving only the fat middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood, his crotch was blood-red, and his left hand was broken.

The performance was over, and several people looked over and looked at the black bread in Dudian's hand.

Dudian kept his word, didn't say much, threw the black bread out casually, and landed in the blood flowing from the obese middle-aged man.

Several people hurriedly picked it up, quickly divided it evenly, and ate it indiscriminately.

The days passed.

Although Dudian didn't make another move, the people here are not stupid, and from his initial struggles, it can be seen that he is not an ordinary person, but a warrior with super strength.

After all, there are things that can erupt without anger, and they have seen too many people struggling with anger and despair who are still pressed to their heads and lying on the ground for them to enjoy.

Mere anger, in the face of absolute power, has no effect at all, and will only appear more pathetic and sad.

In the past few days, Du Dian has occasionally spoken to Black Scar, and he also knows that this prison is located at the bottom of the lake, and the prison has three floors, and they are on the first floor, which also means that they are the weakest criminals in this prison.

Proving the weakness and strength of a criminal is not only to rely on his own strength, but also to commit crimes outside.

Like Dudian who entered here for the crime of "stealing", he naturally belongs to the weakest category.

In the past few days, Du Dian also learned about the sins of the obese middle-aged man and several other people, who, like his appearance, were once a wealthy businessman who was imprisoned for raping a certain aristocratic lady. However, it was his status as a wealthy businessman that gave him the opportunity to buy God's blessings in the black market, so his strength would be so much higher than that of ordinary people, equivalent to a junior scavenger.

It was also the first time that Dudian had known that such a so-called 'sacred' item as God's Blessing could be purchased on the black market. (To be continued.) )