Chapter 9 Only, Now
"Chinese?" Dennis came to Fang Hao, glanced him up and down, poked his chest with the baton in his hand, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain: "Too thin, I bet you won't survive tonight!" β
The surrounding prison guards laughed, and even the old inmates watching upstairs laughed.
The wound on Fang Hao's chest was poked very painfully, he gasped, and he endured it without calling out, holding one thing in his heart: no matter what this Dennis wants to do, as long as he doesn't anger him, there will be no problem for the time being.
"Huh?" Dennis was a little surprised by Fang Hao's composure, originally he expected Fang Hao to scream in pain, or angrily ask why he discriminated against Chinese, but the other party did not react in this way, but only frowned.
"You're a kind of funny yellow-skinned monkey!" Dennis became a little interested in Fang Hao, his mind sank into his light brain, and he quickly called up the results of Fang Hao's previous qualification review, and shook his head with disdain: "But your brain domain qualification is only 4%, it's just a waste of waste!" β
Fang Hao lost any interest, pointed at a single cell in the corner of the first floor with the baton in his hand, and ordered: "Throw him there to recuperate first!" 4387, according to the prison rules, you have a maximum of a week to recover, and I hope you have a good time there. β
Fang Hao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, with this week of time buffer, he could make a lot of preparations, at least he could restore his body to enable the super brain gene again, and then he would definitely have a better chance.
The prison guards carried Fang Hao into the single cell, and several other rookie prisoners who were seriously injured and lying on stretchers were also put in single cells.
Soon, the hall was cleaned and empty.
The lights in the hall were also turned off for the most part, leaving only dim lighting.
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Fang Hao closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep quickly, the most important thing at the moment was to recover his energy and physical strength as soon as possible, so that he could use the super brain gene again.
But this is obviously difficult, obviously he is so tired that he can't open his eyes, but his mind is full of all kinds of images-
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Bang!
The mother fell from the second floor, blood splattered everywhere.
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"Young Master! Master! You can't do that! Today is the day of the young master's wedding, will you let him get married? Uncle Zhang, the old housekeeper, shouted with tears on his face.
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"Mr. Fang Hao, are you willing to marry Ms. Bai Ling as your wife, no matter whether you are rich or poor, whether you are healthy or unwell, and never separate?"
"I do!"
"Ms. Bai Ling, are you willing to marry Mr. Fang Hao and let him be your husband, no matter whether you are rich or poor, whether you are healthy or unwell, you will never be separated?"
"I do!"
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"Mr. Fang Hao, this is an arrest warrant issued by the FΓΌhrer himself, and I am ordered to arrest you on charges of treason."
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"Wait for me Ling'er, I will definitely come back! I swear, I'll definitely be back! β
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Fang Hao opened his eyes, felt that his face was a little wet, and touched it with his hand, but he didn't know when he shed two lines of tears.
For the past twenty-four hours, he has been hooded and in the bumpy flight of a spaceship, and that fear of the future has given him no time to savor the pain of losing a loved one.
And pushing back further, in the past forty-eight hours, he was busy with the tension and happiness of the wedding, and then there was a thunderbolt from the sky - the Fang family collapsed, his whole person was blinded, and he didn't have time to savor it at all.
Only, now.
He closed his eyes, as if he could see his mother, smiled lovingly at himself, and reached out to gently brush his forehead hair......
Tilting his head slightly, he saw his father's figure beside his mother, as well as his grandfather's figure, and the two of them looked at themselves silently with serious and encouraging eyes......
On the other side, he saw Bai Ling's figure, dressed in a white wedding dress, smiling sweetly at himself, and beside her, he was accompanied by Uncle Zhang, with a smile on his face......
Finally, when he looked behind him, he saw Luo Zhi's tall figure, holding Caesar the chimpanzee in his arms, looking at him silently, his eyes were complicated......
"Only, now."
He said silently in his heart: "Only now can I see you and perceive you." Only now do I know that you have not left me. You guys...... Always by my side, you ...... Waiting for me to go back......"
Slowly, he clenched his fists, and there was a determination in his eyes: "I swear I will definitely go back!" No matter what horrors there are on this prison planet, I will desperately survive and escape from prison! β
Suddenly, in the silence of the night, a miserable cry sounded: "Don't! Please spare me! I'm the chief financier on Wall Street and I can give you money! Yes...... No...... No...... Don't~~~"
Fang Hao opened his eyes and realized that this was the bald white man ravaging and torturing the white fat man, but he didn't expect this cry to be so miserable, and he got goosebumps just by listening to it.
"Pinch haha! Fatty, you call, call! No one will save you even if you cut your throat! With a rough laugh, a large chaotic laughter immediately rang out.
As if the beginning had suddenly begun, there were terrible screams and laughter in the other cells, mixed with the frantic cheers of the prisoners, and the whole dim hall was like hell, filled with a chilling atmosphere.
What's even more frightening is that even though the entire cell in Sector E 8 was turned upside down, none of the prison guards came to check on it, as if all this was tacitly approved.
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This all-night carnival lasted for a long time, and Fang Hao hardly slept all night.
By daybreak, it looked like everything had subsided.
When the prison guards came to check the room, a terrible cry suddenly broke out in the third floor cell: "I can't stand it!" β
A topless white fat man rushed out, leaped into the air, and fell heavily from the air.
Bang!
When his head hit the hard ground and blood splattered, Fang Hao jumped all over, as if he had seen the scene of his mother falling from the second floor again.
His face turned pale.
The bald white man walked out of the cell shirtless, shrugged his shoulders at the prison guard, quietly stuffed something into his hand, and said, "Well, sir, you saw with your own eyes, it was he who committed suicide, and it has nothing to do with me." β
The guard waved his hand impatiently, accustomed to this scene.
The bald white man grinned, turned back, glanced over to this side intentionally or unintentionally, and saw Fang Hao's face pale, and the corners of his mouth hooked a smile, as if he was very satisfied with Fang Hao's performance.
This made Fang Hao's face sink, and he suddenly understood that this guy's next target must be himself, and looking at the tacit understanding between him and Dennis, it should be very likely that Dennis will assign himself.
"I only have seven days left, and I have to come up with a solution before then." Fang Hao's face was gloomy.
"Now, sleep." He threw all his thoughts out of his head, put his head under the covers, and fell asleep.