The body is still very weak!

When I got off the boat, there were oxen running to support me. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Now that he was being carried away, Fang Xiaobao felt that his legs were filled with lead, and every step was extremely heavy.

Bend's situation is worse than his. The little girl was weak, dragging more than a dozen pounds of shackles and handcuffs, and she couldn't walk at all.

Fang Xiaobao wanted to carry it, but he had more than enough heart but not enough strength. Fortunately, Ma Wenfang still has some strength, and walks forward step by step with a bend.

From the pier to the high wall into the island, it is only 200 meters. But it made Fang Xiaobao and the three of them feel extremely long, and they will never be able to go to the end.

"Let's go!"

"Don't play dead! If you don't go faster, be careful that Lao Tzu gives you a good look! ”

The sergeant behind him shouted and cursed. They have a very bad attitude, and they have no Niu Ben's subordinates to take care of them. When Fang Xiaobao gritted his teeth and walked forward, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He invited more people than anyone else, and his 'good life' had just begun.

Approaching the high wall. Fang Xiaobao looked over, the wall was pulled up with an iron net, there was a platform inside, and a heavily armed sergeant patrolled back and forth, heavily guarded.

Walk through the gate. Inside, you can see buildings that resemble watchtowers. There is also a straight road that leads to the center of the island.

I also want to see the situation around me. But under the scolding of the sergeant escorting behind him, Fang Xiaobao hurriedly withdrew his gaze and didn't dare to look more. As a prisoner, if you don't show honesty, it is tantamount to asking for hardship.

Escorted by the sergeants, they soon walked into a watchtower.

After entering, Fang Xiaobao first felt as if he had come to an iron shop. Crucibles, stoves, all kinds of weapons and torture tools, can be seen everywhere. There were also two men, an old man and a young man, standing shirtless by the hearth, hammering the fiery red iron.

"Lao Ji, your life is here!" A sergeant shouted at the top of his voice.

The older man looked over and looked Fang Xiaobao and the others up and down a few times. After that, he directly ordered the half-grown boy beside him, "Ash, I'll leave it to you." ”

"Got it, teacher."

The young man was only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a tiger's head and a strong body. He put away the hammer, pulled out something resembling a soldering iron from the toolbox next to him, and walked over.

"Let's start with this Broken Arm Guy!"

The group of sergeants shot directly and dragged Wanwan from Ma Wenfang's arms first. After that, the two escorted Ma Wenfang to an iron table next to them.

Wanwan was frightened and cried out. Fang Xiaobao saw it on the side, and hurriedly covered his crooked mouth.

"Phew! Dad is fine, bend obedient and don't make a sound. Fang Xiaobao squatted down and made a silent gesture towards the bend. Although he is seasick and dizzy these days, he still knows some things. Wanwan was injected with a secret medicine earlier, and his talent was suppressed. But this secret medicine seems to have an expiration date, and just two days ago, it gradually lost its effect. Bend's suppressed talent returns.

Fang Xiaobao was worried that the little girl would not be able to control it, and once she shouted, everyone around her would be affected by a headache. He and Ma Wenfang don't matter, if he provokes these sergeants, I'm afraid he will have to suffer.

Wanwan is very sensible. She could feel that her voice would cause trouble to her father and Uncle Bao, so she quickly pursed her lips and never said anything more.

Ma Wenfang was pressed on the iron table with his back facing up. He didn't struggle, his eyes looked at the young man who was coming, and the thing that the other party was holding in his hand that looked like a soldering iron, and he had already guessed a thing or two.

The young man approached, glanced at Ma Wenfang, and said to himself: "The face is full of scars, this mark ...... Where is the branding? ”

"The scar on his face is caused by silver powder, and with the special physique of the bereaved person, it won't take long to recover!"

The old man known as 'Lao Ji' not far away, while continuing to sledgehammer, reminded his apprentice, "Don't worry about a lot, according to the old rules, burn it on your forehead!" ”

"Got it, teacher."

After hearing this, the young man nodded, and immediately picked up the thing in his hand and pressed it towards Ma Wenfang's forehead.

Fang Xiaobao could see it clearly from the side. The thing in the young man's hand is a soldering iron, but the soldering head is made of sterling silver, which should be a special soldering iron specially created for the physique of the bereaved.

Under his gaze, the young man picked up the soldering iron and pressed it lightly on Ma Wenfang's forehead. The tremendous damage of silver to the bereaved was immediately apparent. Ma Wenfang's forehead was burned by a real soldering iron, and green smoke came out of her skin.

As you can imagine, Ma Wenfang suffered tremendous pain. But fortunately, the boy is skillful and fast. The soldering iron was pressed on Ma Wenfang's forehead and removed with a touch.

No sequential damage was taken. Although Ma Wenfang's forehead hurts, it is still within the range of tolerance. When the two sergeants let go of their hands and Ma Wenfang straightened up, Fang Xiaobao clearly saw that there was an extra brand on the face of this right-hand man.

The blood-colored skull pattern is printed in the center of the forehead, which is clear and eye-catching.

Silverware alone is not enough to put such a special mark. Fang Xiaobao saw it in his eyes, and estimated in his heart that this soldering iron should also be equipped with other special materials in order to be able to imprint eye-catching marks on the bereaved person.

"Little girl, come here."

Ma Wenfang is the first, and then he goes to the bend. Two sergeants approached with a fierce look. Seeing this, Wanwan trembled with fright and hid behind Fang Xiaobao.

"Master Jun, she is still a child...... Fang Xiaobao spoke, wanting to discuss with these guys, so that he and Ma Wenfang could be sent over and accept the brand.

"When you come to Alcatraz Island, there is no distinction between adults and children, only the prisoners of the bereaved!"

These sergeants are bad. Someone stepped forward and pushed Fang Xiaobao away, and two other people directly picked up the bend and walked to the iron table.

Fang Xiaobao's body was already weak, and he was directly pushed to the ground. Ma Wenfang wanted to come over, but was also held by two sergeants and couldn't move.

"Don't be afraid...... Remember, endure the pain and don't make a sound! Fang Xiaobao shouted. Of course, Ma Wenfang knew what he was thinking, and he kept comforting and telling his daughter.

Although Wanwan was afraid, he was very sensible and pursed his lips. It's just that when she was pressed on the iron table, a pair of big eyes still couldn't help but burst into tears.

The young man looked at him with fear, like a frightened bird. He shook his head, smiled at the bend, and said softly, "Little sister, don't be afraid, it won't hurt very much...... Bear with it and it's over! ”

"Ash, do you have a crush on this little girl?" The sergeant next to him spoke rudely and laughed loudly.

The young man named Xiaozhi took a sip and replied angrily: "Make less sin and accumulate more virtue!" Then, he picked up the special soldering iron in his hand and pressed it towards the crooked face.

I don't know if it was a slippery hand, or if the young man did it deliberately, the brand was imprinted on the inconspicuous place on the right side of the bent forehead, and the movement was very fast, and it was loose at the touch.

By the time the bend felt pain, the imprint was over.

"This kid is not bad-hearted!"

Fang Xiaobao, who struggled to get up, saw this scene and nodded secretly.

"The imprint is on the side of the face...... Ash, you also said that you have no idea about this girl! ”

"What do you know, Ash is afraid that his future mother-in-law will be disfigured!"

A group of sergeants were watching from the sidelines, laughing and laughing at the moment.

"A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!"

The young man named Ash rolled his eyes, and didn't talk nonsense with these guys, and shouted directly: "Next!" ”

Before anyone else could do anything, Fang Xiaobao had already come over, and he was very knowledgeable and lay on the iron table. However, when the boy was about to make a move, he said cautiously: "This soldering iron...... I'm afraid it won't work for me! ”

The boy was surprised when he heard this. The same goes for the sergeant next to him.

"It can't be useless, unless ......"

Unless you're not a bereaved person. That's what the boy wanted to say. Before he could say anything, the soldering iron in his hand was already imprinted on Fang Xiaobao's forehead.

As a result, it was cold and didn't react much.

"How is that possible?" The boy opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it. The sergeants next to him were also surprised.

Poke a few more times.

In addition to the faint red mark on Fang Xiaobao's forehead, there was still no symptom of being eroded by the soldering iron.

"You're not a widow?"

When the teenager was dumbfounded. His teacher, the old man known as 'Lao Ji', came over and shouted at Fang Xiaobao.

Fang Xiaobao nodded.

"It's not a remnant, how can it be sent to Alcatraz?" ”

Lao Ji's face was full of surprise. The same goes for the rest of the people, etc.

"There's something special about him!"

Just when Fang Xiaobao didn't know whether he would get up or continue to lie on the iron table to accept the brand. A burly officer strode in, it was Guan Yinghao.

"Captain!"

The sergeants bowed down. Old Ji's master and apprentice also bent down and saluted.

Guan Yinghao's face was gloomy, he walked directly to the iron table, glanced at Fang Xiaobao who was lying on it, and slowly spoke: "Old Ji, I don't care what you think, you must mark him!" ”

"It's easy!"

Lao Ji bowed slightly. Then he instructed his apprentice: "Ash, bring the needle over and give him a tattoo directly!" ”

Hands and feet are held down. I saw that the guy named Lao Ji was approaching him with a big iron needle three inches long. Fang Xiaobao had a feeling of wanting to cry without tears.

As you can imagine, if this thing keeps piercing its forehead, it will definitely taste bad!

"Brother, my body is a little weak, please ...... Hand tap! ”

At this point, Fang Xiaobao was powerless to resist, so he could only ask the other party to be gentle.