Violence in prison

Eshioliv roared at the spike, and he raised the spike above his head, making a bright arc in the air and stabbing ferociously into Ferdinand's head. Under the attack of the spikes, www.biquge.info Ferdinance did not have the slightest respite, and he was forced to the iron gate of the cell, and there was no way to retreat.

The sharp iron spikes and iron doors collided with many sparks, and every time the spikes swung over, they were extremely deadly.

Eshiolif's attacks were so consistent that Ferdinance had nowhere to dodge.

Ferdinance grabbed the iron railing behind him, stood on tiptoe, and did a somersault to dodge the spike attack.

Bud, who fell to the side, slowly stood up, gritted his teeth, rubbed the green bag on his forehead, shook his bulky body, stretched out his arms, and hugged Ferdinance tightly. Ferdinance slammed his head into Budd's head, then took advantage of the moment Bud's arm was released, and smashed his fist into Budd's abdomen.

Bud's face flushed, and the pain was so intense that he was forced to bend over.

Ferdinance spun around and kicked Bud in the jaw, and the cell inmate heard the sound of Bud's jawbone shattering.

Bard's entire body flew diagonally, staying in the air for two or three seconds before slamming heavily to the ground. Several lines of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and eye sockets, and a gurgling sound sounded in his throat.

Bard lay on the ground and struggled a few times, his eyes gradually becoming glazed and his body began to stiffen.

Eshioliv looked at Bard on the ground, and he couldn't help but be annoyed, and with tears in his eyes, he ran a few steps, and stabbed Ferdinance with a spike in his hand.

Federnance flew a whirlwind kick to Eshioliff's wrist, the spike slipping from his palm, flipping rapidly through the air, and suddenly falling straight down just as it was about to reach its highest point.

With a 'bang', the spikes fell through the gap between the prisoners, firmly grounded in the ground. The sharp spikes trembled on the ground, flickering with a terrifying cold light.

The prisoners in the cell felt a little uncomfortable, and some people began to bang on the metal railings and shout outside, "Come on, someone's dead!" There was serious violence in the cell! ”

Loud sirens sounded in the prison, and prison guards poured out of the lounge. The stupid Hardy stretched out three fingers and muttered, "Cause trouble, the discipline is all alarmed by you, see how you end?" Ha ha...... Ha ha...... Someone is going to be unlucky again! ”

The prisoners in the cell stared at Hardy with complaining eyes, believing that his crow's beak was always spreading prophecies of bad luck, and that they were always very true. Hardy, despite his physical strength, is a behaviorally limited idiot, who often makes stupid remarks because his brain can't turn around.

(The entire prison is completely isolated from the outside world, and many crazy things happen all the time.) Deaths and injuries are commonplace, and they are no longer unusual here. I don't know who is responsible for cooking and who is responsible for washing the dishes, and the bowl and spoon should be prevented from someone stealing one, sharpening the knife to kill someone, or swallowing the spoon to harm themselves. Also, which unlucky guy is in charge of cleaning the toilet, and which prickly head is locked up from the sweltering summer to the cold winter. The prison guards were on duty in the middle of the night to prevent the escape from prison, and they also had to persuade the guys who disobeyed the discipline, but they really couldn't understand it, so they made those delirious guys learn to work more seriously. ）

Sirens echoed over the cells, and the jurley footsteps of prison guards could be heard in the corridors of the prison......

Eshioliv rolled over on the ground, pulled a stick from under the straw mat, and smashed it down with ferocity. The wooden stick was held high above his head with the sound of the howling wind, and if he was smashed on the head, it would have to blossom. Ferdinance tried to dodge by rolling over, but at this moment time seemed to stand still, and even his mind and consciousness stopped working. Sight and hearing were completely shrouded in invisible darkness, and terrible thoughts flashed through my mind.

Fedinance turned with agility, his stick brushing his ear. In the split second when the two men were staggered, Federnan bent down and reached out to grab Eicholif's neck. Eshiolif's voice grew weaker and weaker, and he began to foam at the mouth, his limbs twitching incessantly.

The iron door of the cell was shaken by the guards, making a 'clang, clang', and the lock was opened and thrown aside. Prison guard Jenny rushed into the cell and yelled at Ferdinand, "What do you want to do? Isn't it looking for death? Don't you understand the rules in prison? If you want to change the administrator of the cell by violent means, you have such a bold heart! ”

The cunning West suddenly stood up, pointed at Fernans and shouted, "He killed Kane, he is the murderer!" Bard is also crippled by him, and this rascal must not be let go! I've heard him say that he came in on behalf of someone else, and he was guilty enough to kill, rob, and rape. ”

The stupid Hardy stood up from the crowd, his eyes were blank, and he pointed at West and stammered, "In ...... Never had a real friend in prison, West...... He has ulterior motives, he ...... Trying to expose others to get a reduced sentence, phew, it's shameful! ”

West glared at Hardy and shouted fiercely, "Don't listen to him, he's a madman, his brain can't think like a stupid person." Am I that kind of person? God can testify for me that I stood up for the safety of the entire cell. ”

Prison guard Jenny shouted at West, "Don't ramble around there, it's messy enough!" Don't I know your character? Before he was imprisoned, he liked to have fun everywhere, and he was always a troublesome playboy, and even did many ridiculous things to become the laughing stock of everyone. I know your behavior very well, and alcoholism, drugs, and fooling around with countless women are the most interesting things for you. ”

West's face turned purple when he heard what Jenny said about him, and he retracted his poked head, retracted into his chest, and hid in the middle of the prisoner with a red face.

Prison guard Jenny shifted his gaze back to Ferdinance and said coldly, "I've said a lot, listen to let go of Eshioliph, this is the last and only chance." If you don't do what I say, you will be imprisoned for a longer time. ”

A mysterious smile appeared on Ferdinand's face, and he let go of his hand and thrust Eshioliv to the ground, "Well, I'll listen to you!" ”

Ferdinance spoke in a somewhat shaky voice, with a manic nasal tone in his intonation, making it easy to remember his appearance.

Prison guard Jenny's thoughts flooded over him as he remembered the violence that had taken place in the prison a decade earlier. There was a member of the Muslim Brotherhood named Anthony Laden who also fought and brawled in this cell. Three of them fell to the ground one after another under the blow of his iron fist.

"You have to be very careful, this guy is from a special forces." Jenny thought to himself.

The prison guard behind him walked several steps, walked through a dimly lit corridor, and entered a cell full of violence. The cell was unusually hot and humid, even more stuffy than the Amazon forest. A few faint rays of light filtered in through the window, the light swayed slightly, and dust floated everywhere in the cell.

The guards and the prisoners briefly confronted each other, and the tension permeated the surroundings, emanating strange and unpleasant smells from the prisoners and the floor and walls of the cells, which strongly stimulated people's olfactory nerves.

Jail guard Jenny pulled out a laser gun from his waist and moved his steps slowly, and then a low voice passed through the space of the cell and landed on the ground rather dullly, "All the people stood against the wall and accepted my interrogation. ”

The prisoners turned around, and several of them looked at Jenny with puzzled eyes, their hands and feet a little overwhelmed. Prison guard Jenny muttered a few words to his colleagues beside him, then coughed cautiously a few times and slowly gathered around.

Ferdinance slowly straightened up and took a step back to hide his figure behind the light. Jenny raised the laser gun and shouted in warning, "Hey, what about you!" Lean against the wall! ”

Ferdinance didn't move any further, he looked particularly cold, as if he had great contempt for all the prison guards. Eshioliv rose from the ground, beads of sweat the size of beans oozing from his forehead, the bones in his neck seemed to be crushed, and he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth.

Jenny was approached by a red-haired prison guard, his molten face covered with dazzling white spots. The protruding cheekbones seem to have softened, and the greasy skin sticks to the loose features. A pair of blue eyes sunk deep into their sockets, flashing with a sly look from time to time. His hair was oily, his long arms stretched out unruly, and he looked sloppy like a homeless man who had just come out of an almshouse.

The red-haired prison guard's name was Durand, and many inmates called him a madman because of his unusually ferocious hands, which left an unusually clear mark on the memories of many inmates. Durant pulled a shotgun from his waist, the muzzle of which was only seven feet away from Ferdinance and Eicholalif.

Durant's face was full of horror, looking unusually gloomy, and he whistled and aimed at the two people who had just fought.

The shotgun was aimed at Ferdinand, and a 'bang' was heard, and a large swath of shotguns flew out, spreading out a fan-shaped trajectory in the cell. Slightly pulsing buckshot flew through the air towards Ferdinand. In an instant, Ferdinance leaped high and flipped several times in mid-air at the same time. Shotshots flew beneath him, spreading out in the cell.

The prisoners, who were leaning against the wall, screamed loudly, and the lead bullets pierced their skin, leaving many bloody holes in their bodies.

Durant lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment, he reached into his waist, loaded his buckshot, and aimed his shotgun at Ferdinand. The muzzles of the black holes sowed fear, and the prisoners in the cells began to scurry around. (To be continued.) )