"Don't try to run away or complain, you'll never have that chance. Over there, too, there are my people. They will keep an eye on you all the time. Don't look at me with that kind of resentment. Seriously, I'm definitely helping you. What can you do? In the outside world, it's still a question of whether you'll survive or not. You have to work hard to earn your life back. Maybe you can't even fill in the stomach. Everyone will look at you with disdain, and you can't change your situation. Prisons are different. There are thick walls, heavily armed guards, no one from the outside can enter, you can easily eat without doing anything, there are medical benefits for regular check-ups, and there are various services that the prison guards give you free reminders every day. Except for the fact that the environment is a little cramped and a little more closed, it is generally a good place. People should learn to be content, and their minds should not always be filled with all kinds of unrealistic fantasies. I also want to be a millionaire, and I want to be surrounded by beautiful women all the time. But, is it possible? ”

These words of Guriacardo were firmly imprinted in Gao Liquan's mind. In this way, he went from a down-and-out free vagabond to a prisoner in Songcheng Prison.

Perhaps it was because of the construction of Guriacado that the big people above attached great importance to Gao Liquan. To make sure there were no problems during the escort, they even called in a heavy aircraft. Although Gao Liquan is not very clear about the legal provisions of this world. But he could vaguely guess that since they had positioned themselves as a madman in the first place, it meant that they were not guilty of murder. But in any case, things like life imprisonment are inevitable. They don't need to speak on their own, and they don't want to see themselves outside the detention center as normal people. More importantly, they could not shoot themselves in an official name. In contrast, being confined forever in a prison from which there is no escape is the best option.

This is a special space outside the law. Only those who really have power in their hands can do this. You're still alive, but you've lost a qiē.

The mind returns to reality.

Gao Liquan had just walked into the cell when the heavy iron door slammed shut behind him. The light in the room was dim, and Gao Liquan saw a rough iron bed on each side of the cell, and the one on the left was already occupied. The guy was snoring, and the guards pushed Gao Liquan into the cell with a lot of movement, which directly woke this guy from a good sleep. He sat up unhappily and looked at Gao Liquan with a hostile gaze, yawning incessantly.

It was a big man about the size of a bear. Tattered felt scraped off him, revealing his broad shaggy breasts. In the dim light of the cell, the big man looked at Gao Liquan who had just walked into the room with an unkind gaze. His black eyes were almost obscured by bush-like bushy eyebrows, and his hair and beard were cut in a messy and uneven manner.

He obviously hadn't woken up yet, with sleepy eyes, the big man yawned again, and with a thick nasal voice, he slowly turned his head and gaze towards Gao Liquan.

"Damn, why does someone always come in while Lao Tzu is sleeping? Last time it was Cacarattico and last time it was Rafarsen. Now again a self-righteous bastard. Nima, if I have a chance, I must have a good meal with the guards outside. Didn't you see Lao Tzu sleeping? It's just that you have to close the door so hard, this kind of hellish practice is detrimental to Lao Tzu's health. ”

The big guy is clearly looking for trouble. He moved his body towards the side of the bed, and was about to put on his slippers, but he happened to see half of Gao Liquan's face illuminated by the dim light. The face was furrowed and covered with dense burns and knife wounds. At any given time, this extremely abnormal wound means that the owner has experienced unimaginable pain and suffering. It was really scary, and either way, it meant that the person was either resolute or ruthless.

The big man had already clenched his fists, wanting to teach Gao Liquan a hard lesson. Seeing that face, the clenched fist slowly loosened again, and the anger and anxiety in his heart disappeared in an instant, turning into an instinctive fear and uneasiness.

"It wasn't a good night, for all of us."

The big man stared at Gao Liquan for a few seconds before whispering in a hoarse voice, "Welcome to Songcheng Prison." Hope you enjoy this damn place. ”

Gao Liquan ignored him, walked over directly, sat on the empty bed that belonged to him, lowered his head, and stared at the bruises that had swollen on his chest and ribs.

Those armed guards fought unscrupulously, and the butts and thick military boots left a deep and obvious mark on Gao Liquan's body. It seems that these marks will remain on him for a long time, at least, months.

"Looks like the guards don't like you, man."

The big cellmate watched Gao Liquan's movements, a little gloating, and commented like this.

Gao Liquan raised his head, looked at him, and said calmly: "You're right, no one likes me." Seriously, sometimes even I don't like myself. ”

"Huh! I like humorous guys like you. ”

The big cellmate muttered, slowly moving his fat lips, and stretched out his right hand towards Gao Liquan: "My name is Hawkes, what about you?" ”

"High power."

The latter took the hand and shook it hard. The distance between the two people was a little closer, and Gao Liquan saw that Hawks's body hair was very long, which looked like a thick sweater. Maybe it was to show off, or to test his strength, Hawks pinched hard, and Gao Liquan didn't move and returned to him with more force. This kind of private wrestling between men is very effective, and both parties have a preliminary understanding of strength and ability. They sat there and looked at each other for a few minutes.

"New guy, you're not going to give me any trouble, are you?"

In the balance of power, in the end, it was Hawkes who gave up first. He let go of his hand, looked at the red mark that had just been held out on the tiger's mouth, and said vaguely: "In this place, everyone is taking care of themselves. The same was true for the previous ones. If that's the case for you, huh...... Well, we'll get along just fine. ”

The threat component is clearly greater than the friendly component. In this kind of place, it may never be possible to have any friendship, let alone two people who have just met. Gao Liquan sneered: "I assure you, actually, if this is the last conversation between us, I won't care at all." ”

The answer was very strong, and Hawkes also heard the extremely tough vulgarity in it. He was a little annoyed, but there was no excuse or reason for the attack. He put his fingers in his hair, combed it back hard, lay down, and muttered, "Hey, hey, hey! Don't be so direct. Dude, you just have to remember that we are cellmates, scum living in the same cell, not friends. ”

The word "friend" once again evokes Gao Liquan's long-sealed memory.

He took off his boots and slowly lay down on the bed.

The blanket was thin and gave off an unpleasant musty and foul smell. Who knows who is its first owner? There was a strong smell of sweat on the face, and the surface of the blanket was covered with all kinds of unknown dirt. Gao Liquan had no time to care about this, he only felt that his brain was very messy, full of all kinds of indescribable strange thoughts.

For this world, Gao Liquan has no good feelings. Especially Guriacardo, Gao Liquan felt that he was simply an outstanding representative of the wicked.

But can he be blamed for such a thing? Everyone has the desire to climb up, and Guriacardo is simply doing what is in his own interest.

Where are you, my friends?

Gao Liquan knew that Guriacardo wanted to let himself rot in this cell. There was a little pity in his heart, perhaps out of guilt for this sin, in short, Guriacardo did not kill Gao Liquan. However, Gao Liquan did not thank him for this, but only felt that this was his opportunity. If he could escape from this prison, he would definitely blow up Guriacardo's head with a gun.

Thinking of this, accompanied by Hawkes's low snoring, Gao Liquan gradually fell asleep.

……

Early in the morning, the sun comes out.

The "clang" of pots and pans filled the spacious hall. This is the dining room in the prison, which is a large area, and the prisoners are lined up, under the supervision of armed guards, one after another, holding the food in their hands, and sitting down in order. Gao Liquan sat at a long table. Twenty people sat on each side of the table. Benches and long tables are not aesthetic at all, they are sturdy enough.

The food was simple, a bowl of soup and large chunks of brown bread. Gao Liquan felt that the bread was very hard, almost indistinguishable from a stone. But even then, he didn't have time to think about it, but grabbed the bread directly and pounced on the bowl of soup in front of him with battle-like speed.

The food tasted terrible. When the chef was scooping the soup, Gao Liquan saw a few pieces of big fat floating in the soup bucket, with a lot of white foam, but there was a faint soapy smell in his mouth. The bread must have been in the storage room for a long time, and it was difficult to soak through the hot soup, so you had to eat it with your teeth with the soup and water. Even though it tastes like garbage, when you've had cold gruel for breakfast, and haven't eaten anything for twelve hours, you don't mind what's in front of you, but honestly keep your head down and eat like a pig in a pen.

More than a week has passed.

To be honest, the food in Songcheng Prison is not small. Gao Liquan has eaten barbecue here. But even if you throw that charred rotten meat directly into the charcoal heap, you will never be able to find it. Chop soup was also one of the daily meals of the prisoners, but the offal was always half-cooked, and even blood was visible on the surface. You don't think they're cooked, you just get the illusion that the offal is still panting. Ko has to admire the chef here because he is so skilled that he is able to make the chop dishes to such the same point every time, raw and undercooked, somewhere in between, and every time it is just right.

As for the soup, there are also many types, cabbage, sweet potatoes, chopped green onions, potatoes, ...... You can never imagine what kind of ancient monster pieces will emerge from the soup. Maybe it's a patch of old cabbage that can't be chewed, or a lump of mashed potatoes that are cold on the inside but steaming hot on the outside. Gao Liquan also encountered something even stranger, it was a piece of meat skin, but there was a little cabbage root in the middle. God knows why these two very different things get mixed up? Maybe they're born like this, or maybe it's some weird cooking process that makes them what they are. In short, the liquid called "soup" is very thin, similar to ordinary water, and it smells like gastric juice spit out by a drunkard. You would never think this would be edible, but now, Gao Liquan had to stir it back and forth in the soup with that black, hard piece of what he called "bread" to soften it and fill his hungry stomach.

Hawkes sat across from Gao Liquan, devouring it intently. He ate quickly, and there was no waste of crumbs, even the crumbs of bread that shook off the table were scratched a little by little on the table with his saliva-drenched fingers, and the dry crumbs were sent into his mouth. There was no doubt that this way of eating was extremely dirty, but everything that could be eaten was sent into Hawkes's stomach with ruthless efficiency. He looked like a well-kept machine running wildly, with two hands open left and right and a big mouth chewing non-stop. Only when you open your mouth to stuff in a full spoonful of food will you pause for a few tenths of a second. Gao Liquan watched dumbfounded, thirty seconds at most, maybe less, and Hawkes ended the fight. At this time, the soup in Gao Liquan's bowl had just been drunk less than half. Because the soup was so hot, if you poured it directly into your throat, you would definitely scream loudly.

Perhaps, that's what Hawkes calls it: normal time in prison. You have to learn to adapt to it and enjoy it. In turn, it's ravaging you.

Here, everyone is just looking out for themselves.

You will become very egoistic and have all sorts of special relationships with your fellow inmates. Nothing else.

Gao Liquan felt like he was going crazy, and yes, he firmly believed that.

Every day, as soon as it was dawn, he found that the light was only a dim light bulb on the platform outside the cell. Gao Liquan never slept very hard, and at the slightest movement, he would wake up immediately. This feeling was very uncomfortable, and Gao Liquan often stayed awake like this, lying in bed with his eyes open for about three hours. It's impossible to stand up and walk around, the room is small and there is no room for movement. As soon as they notice something unusual, the armed guards will run over you, point a gun at you, and order you to go back to bed and go back to sleep. Because it's bedtime, everybody's in bed, you're standing outside alone, what's the matter?

The bath after waking up was very distinctive, everyone was called up, stripped naked, and was herded into the shower room at gunpoint by the armed guards, and washed with water under the shower heads. It's a wonderful process, everybody is bare-bottomed, and it's in this process that an intimacy that goes beyond friendship begins to sprout. Hawkes once winked at Gao Liquan, and other prisoners did the same to Gao Liquan. Life is cruel and the best teacher. Gao Liquan quickly understood what this action meant. The only difference is that very little soap is available. And the reason why the prisoners are particularly fond of Gao Liquan is because he is a newcomer.

The old ass is against the old ass, and naturally there is no new idea. Not everyone is interested in Gao Liquan. This is, at best, an intentional inquiry. After all, Gao Liquan's scarred face was too terrifying. Fortunately, the game between men must be back to each other, otherwise looking at that face, I'm afraid no one will be hard. Therefore, after refusing many times with a cold and hard expression, no one has ever made such a request.

After bathing, the prisoners descended to the vast hall located on the lowest floor of the prison. This process is very long, because it is actually in the basement and can only be reached by an elevator in Guò. The elevators here are old and slow, and they have a small capacity. It can only fit four or five prisoners and twice the number of guards at a time. The system of transporting a large number of prisoners to and from here is really not very efficient. Even in the best of circumstances, it took more than an hour to transport more than 200 prisoners to the ground floor hall. The prisoners then lined up to receive the swill, which was called "breakfast." The meal time is only five minutes. Then, in groups of twenty, they went to the gym in the prison for two hours. Then, under the "protection" of the bayonets and muzzles of the armed guards, they honestly sat in front of the large screen and watched one film after another with an intensified brainwashing nature.

Then, it's a repeat of the elevator to transport people, as well as dinner. The food is also like garbage, and then it goes back to the cell to sleep, and finally the lights go out.

Those films are old-fashioned. At first, Gao Liquan felt a little novel, and felt that he could find some rules of this world through guò method. He was eventually disappointed, the film was obviously specially shot, the content was not entertaining at all, and it was stereotyped preaching from beginning to end. Of course, there are also some explanations about the history and current state of the world. But in Gao Liquan's view, it has no effect at all.

Here, it's like that special time on Earth. Everyone was shouting slogans, but they couldn't understand who the leader they were supporting. The pronunciation problem has not been solved. Especially on the most crucial words, he couldn't understand or say them. After all, it wasn't his native language, nor was it any language he was familiar with. Find some of the rules of this world. He was eventually disappointed, the film was obviously specially shot, the content was not entertaining at all, and it was stereotyped preaching from beginning to end. Of course, there are also some explanations about the history and current state of the world. But in Gao Liquan's view, it has no effect at all.

Here, it's like that special time on Earth. Everyone was shouting slogans, but they couldn't understand who the leader they were supporting. The pronunciation problem has not been solved. Especially on the most crucial words, he couldn't understand or say them. After all, it wasn't his native language, nor was it any language he was familiar with. I1292