canine tooth difference

There is a huge stone pit in the center of the place of exile. What these prisoners have to do every day is to lay a foundation in the stone pit, and then build it up brick by brick.

The stone pit was probably the biggest that Quan Ya had ever seen, and it was as wide as four football fields put together.He estimated that even if all the prisoners, slaves and managers were thrown in, it would not be able to fill it.

Now the foundation has almost been completed, and the scaffolding is scattered with lifting elevators and various industrial wastes, and the group of prisoners are like ants clinging to it, wriggling slightly.

Above their heads are four aerial vehicles with cameras monitoring every person and every brick on the site.Probably some kind of cloaking device was added, so that the aircraft can blend into the blue sky when the weather is fine.

When Quan Fang first arrived, he asked what they were going to build, and an old guy who was about to leave told him that it was to build a Tower of Babel, leading straight to the heaven.

Of course Canine Fang didn't believe it, after all, the man was already drunk when he said this, and it was mixed with his reminiscence of the past and nonsense incomprehensible swear words.

But then Canine Fang inquired with other people, even a manager who was more familiar with him, and those people said exactly the same - Tower of Babel, did no one tell you?

Canine Tooth is dubious.

After some time, a helicopter came over the construction site.The helicopter's propeller brought a deafening roar, and it stopped in an open space next to the construction site.The fuselage of the helicopter is snow-white, with a strange mark drawn on it, but no text description.

All the prisoners were locked back that day, and they were not allowed to step out of the dormitory.But they all huddled in front of the window porch, watching the helicopter lower the stepladder and disembark several bodyguards wearing dark glasses, and a man in a dark blue suit who also wore dark glasses.

As soon as he got off the plane, he took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and the ring on his hand was shining.The manager who was responding next to him rushed forward immediately, but was pushed by the bodyguard before he got close to the other party.

The managers quickly stepped back and spoke from a safe distance from each other.Not knowing what to report, the man nodded anyway, and let the managers lead the way to check the island.

The man patrolled around the edge of the construction site, saying something from time to time for the people next to him to write down.Then he beckoned for the person with the camera to follow, and took a few photos casually.

Quan Fang saw that the boss of the consortium he had assassinated before was also among them, but his status was obviously lower than the man in the blue suit. He kept smiling, and every time the man said a word, he bowed slightly to show respect.

From the beginning to the end, the handkerchief covering the man's mouth and nose was not removed.

At this time someone said in Dogtooth's ear, Look, that is Nebuchadnezzar, the builder of the Tower of Babel, and he is going to heaven.

"What the hell? Why are you stupid?" Canine Tooth asked.

But the other party didn't answer him, and no one had time to answer him.They are all full of interest in the builder of the Tower of Babel. Apart from the light of admiration in their eyes, there is also a kind of greedy desire.

It was a desire for wealth, Dogfang could see it.Such people have money that they can't spend in a few lifetimes, and they also have the power to call the wind and rain brought by the money.

In front of his eyes, this group of prisoners were worker ants, the miasma swept away by the wind blown up by the propeller the moment he arrived.

The man patrolled for half a day, which was also the only working day they didn't have to work.He inspected the construction site, inspected the dormitory, inspected the kitchen, and inspected the "pure land".Then he boarded the exquisite helicopter and disappeared into the blue sky just as he had arrived.

Quang Ya only saw that man once in the past three years, and the rest of the time they were delivered goods. Boxes of messy raw materials were piled up behind the factory building, piled up as high as a hill.

But the news about that man didn't just disappear. On the contrary, his image gradually became clear among various people.

Quan Fang knew that the man was not called stupid or stupid, but no one could tell his real name, and everyone called him Old Snake.Old Snake is the boss who rarely shows up, but he pays.His money was rushing like a waterfall. He spent money to buy the strength and youth of these people, and he also spent money to dig sinkholes to build buildings higher than the sky.

He also knew that this building was not the Tower of Babel, but a prison.The prison is divided into eighteen floors, nine floors above and nine floors below.There are 81 rooms on each floor, and the structure of each room is different.

But no one knows why the prison has to build different rooms. They only know that this is a vast project that has taken many years and will continue to be consumed unswervingly.

"Maybe he won't live until it's finished." Canine Tooth said to the people next to him while pushing the cement truck.

"That's okay. I heard that Old Snake's sister passed away a few years ago. Her body is still in the cold storage. I will find a room to put it in later. If Old Snake doesn't survive, then he still has a son." If the son can’t do it, there will be a grandson, if the grandson can’t—”

"How can the old snake have any sons?" Before the former finished speaking, he was interrupted by another person laughing. He dug his crotch, made a wretched gesture, and grinned—"He has money, but he doesn't have any sons." This thing."

After speaking, the former also laughed, and Canine Tooth also smiled symbolically, but didn't answer.

Canine Tooth isn't interested in Old Snake, and having a dick doesn't mean anything.Even if people really have it, people like Canine Ya can't get it even if they want to.

However, Quan Fang was interested in this base. He always felt that it was not normal to spend so much manpower and material resources to build a prison and still build it on this deserted island.Intuition made him believe that this base must be extraordinary, not only the size, but also the people it will house, and they must not be ordinary criminals-but of course, this secret is also like the old snake's dick, even if he is curious, he can't I can only think about it when I am bored, and I am not qualified to find out.

Today's weather is surprisingly hot. As soon as we got together and shouted, our skin was burned by the rising sun.Even though winter is coming, the island is still as hot as a furnace for some reason.Some people say that the base project is too large, and the burning waste has changed the surrounding environment.So the hot air can't escape, and the cold air can't come in.

Canine Fang disagrees with this statement, after all, as soon as the sun sets, the temperature drops rapidly.Just like last night, he didn't know how Kuroba sat on the cold ground all night in thin clothes. Anyway, he couldn't stop shivering under the thick quilt, and even sneezed a few times when he woke up. .

After shouting, everyone dispersed.

Scar followed Canine Tooth all the way, and as soon as the manager told him to leave, he couldn't wait to ask Canine Tooth how he was feeling last night, whether that guy was good at fucking, fucked a few times, and would you like to come together tonight.

Canine Fang glanced at the scars on his face and arms, and replied lightly—"It's okay."

But Scar got excited, and chased after him, "It's okay, it cost you a lot of money. I think you're so excited, you didn't even have breakfast with us. Not like this, I will give you ten gold coins, I will come once, the upper and lower mouths are free, how about it?"

Canine Ya waved his hand impatiently, anyone would be fine, but Scar would never do.He had shared a hole with Scar when he first came here, but he didn't dare to do it anymore when he knew that most of the camp had been with Scar.

He also wanted to live to plant a few fruit trees and raise a few old cows. He was not willing to go out and die of happy disease after a few years.What's more, if he was killed by that thing, he couldn't let cats and dogs eat his body after he died.Cats and dogs may not complain, but when you think about it, it's kind of unkind.

Scar obviously didn't want to stop there, he helped Canine Fang carry the cement onto the cart, then pushed him away graciously, and grabbed the handrail himself to push forward.His piled smile made the scars more ugly, and the sweat dripped from his forehead, and was dried by the scorching sun before he even finished climbing a round of winding track to his chin.

"How about I add two more boxes of Fire Horse Wine? Two boxes, fuck it once, and you have ten fucking gold coins!" Scar continued to lobby, freeing a hand to pat Canine Fang's chest, "You said This good thing can be found in me, where else can you find it?"

Canine Ya felt a little nauseous, and he didn't know if he hadn't eaten breakfast, but now his stomach was rumbling uncomfortably.He waved his hand again, ignored the scar, and went to find another cart and walked back.

Scar yelled after him, and he didn't turn his head.His stomach was really uncomfortable, and there was a slight buzzing in his ears suddenly.He picked up the armrest of the cart, paused, and looked up at the flying machines.

It is estimated that the sun is too strong, and now even their faint outlines are gone.

He squinted his eyes for a long time, and suddenly a manager kicked him and hit his shoulder with the handle of a gun. Only then did he react and continue to push the cart.

But the strange feeling in his body didn't dissipate because of being knocked. Once he lowered his head, the nausea and buzzing piled up again.He thought that there was something wrong with the wine he drank last night, so he looked around while pushing the cart, but the others still did what they should do as if nothing happened, without any difference.

In desperation, he had no choice but to convince himself that he probably had hypoglycemia, and he must eat more for lunch, otherwise he would be exhausted after a day of baking in this weather, and he would not be able to avoid a few whips.

But just as he was loading the cement onto the cart, he heard a cry from the pit not far away.

He collected himself, followed the sound, and the people around him also stopped what they were doing and raised their heads curiously.

The shout was loud, but because it was too hysterical, I didn't know what it was shouting.

The administrator immediately picked up his gun and rushed towards the pothole. Seeing this, the rest of the crowd put down their tools and rushed towards the pothole together.

Just as Canine Fang was about to take a step, the violent buzzing sound suddenly increased.His knees trembled slightly, forcing him to bend down and support his knees with his hands to slow down.

Only when a circle of managers and prisoners surrounded the pit, Canine Fang regained his strength, drove away the buzzing in his ears, and suppressed the feeling of vomiting.He walked quickly to the side of the pothole, pulled away the people around him, and glanced inside.

Seeing this, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

I saw three fresh corpses lying on the top of one of the freight elevators—yes, not inside, but on top.

Their limbs were contorted, their wrists and ankles turned upside down, as if they had been thrown into a blender and pulled out again.And their eyes were all open, their eyes were blank, and they were staring straight at the sky, showing expressions of extreme pain before they died.

The crowd erupted into a violent commotion. Some people standing by the pit cursed, some shouted, some wanted to go down, and some wanted to run outside.

The administrator had to fire a gun into the air to silence everyone.

The sound of the gunshot made Canine Fang's eardrums hurt again, after all, the manager who fired the gun was standing next to him.

The ringing in his ears made him dizzy, and the voices around him immediately became a mess, mixed with the administrator's order, and he could barely discern the general meaning of letting everyone go to their places.

Canine Tooth also walked back, rubbing his ears by the way.Unexpectedly, before he took two steps, he was pulled by the administrator and pulled back to the original place.

"Go and clean them up." The administrator said, grabbing two nearby prisoners and pushing them towards the pit.

The appearance of the corpse was very strange. Although it could be seen that the bones had been severely squeezed, the flesh of the deformed part was not broken. The broken bones were twisted like twists, but the skin was so intact that there were no bruises.There is neither sign of decay nor smell, only the hideous face looks creepy, and there seems to be a trace of soul in the round eyes.

He and three others lifted one of them up, but after a lot of effort, they realized that the corpse was so light that one person could easily lift it, as if the inside had been hollowed out.

The three of them looked at each other, and everyone felt a little strange in their hearts, but they couldn't tell what it was like, so they didn't point it out.

Canine Fang pulled a piece of plastic covering their faces, turned the rollers, and pulled the freight elevator to the side, and then dragged them all out of the tunnel with each of them and one corpse.

At this time, two managers also came over. They leaned over and lifted the plastic sheet to take a look, with a little doubt on their faces.

One of them pulled out a dagger and cut open the corpse's arm, only to find that it was actually a hollow cavity.There is no blood, no rotten muscles, just like an extremely realistic mannequin.

The faces of the two managers turned very ugly in an instant, and they ordered Quan Fang to wrap them all in plastic sheets, throw them into the "pure land" and burn them clean.

Pure Land is an open field located on a hill behind the dormitory.The slightly elevated terrain makes the field of vision more open. Standing on the top, you can see the bungalows of the dormitory and the dining hall not far away.It is full of weeds but has little shade, making the distant wind unobstructed and blowing day and night.It is hotter during the day and colder at night.

It was used to execute some disobedient slaves and prisoners, and occasionally stepped on the grass and kicked some empty bullet casings.

Quan Fang didn't know where the one who lost his colleagues was located, but he didn't like to come here. He always felt that it wasn't because of the terrain here, but because those lonely ghosts had nowhere to go and wandered here every night, so Goose bumps all over my body when I climbed to the top of the slope.

Scar also once told him that once he was drunk and walked back to the dormitory from the end of the street, obviously he should have passed the dormitory first before reaching the hill, but he remembered that he didn't see the lights of the dormitory and went directly to the bottom of the hill.

The moonlight was very bright that day, and it was very bright.Before reaching the top of the hill, he was woken up by a gust of cold wind. Looking up, he saw a few people lighting a bonfire on the hill, laughing and dancing around the bonfire.

He wondered who the hell would dare to have a barbecue in that place so late, and wanted to find out and ask for a few drinks by the way.Unexpectedly, just as he walked halfway, one of them turned his face away.

Scar pulled the fangs closer mysteriously, and asked in a low voice—"Guess what I saw?"

"what?"

"I saw the red hair!" Scar said, the scar on his face stretched and stretched when he said it, and his expression really looked like that, "Do you remember what the red hair looked like when he died? That face was almost peeled off Came down. All I saw was his face slumped, just a little bit of flesh still attached to his face. Fuck, you don't know, my dick shrunk in my balls."

Canine Tooth felt a little trembling when he heard that.

Hong Mao came in two years before he and Scar. When they first came in, Hong Mao was going out after serving his sentence.I heard that Hongmao was drunk that night, and everyone saw him off, and it was agreed that Hongmao would get along well, and don't forget to feed the other brothers when they go out.

But who would have thought that all the boats to pick up Hongmao's outlying island came the next day, but Hongmao disappeared.

The administrator and the prisoners searched the whole island like a carpet, and finally found a swaying figure in the middle of the hill. After a closer look, they found that it was a red hair hanging from an old tree.

The skin on his body was almost completely stripped, the red muscles were turned out, and there were some white muscles and bones.

There is only a little skin hanging on the face, just like Scar described, only a little bit of adhesion left.

Of course, the administrator was the same as now, and sent two people to untie the red hair. After confirming that he was out of breath, he threw it into the pure land and set it on fire.

Hongmao died strangely, and everyone was curious and worried.

The manager said it was an investigation, but in this poor place, most people don't even have a proper nationality, so who would waste their time and energy.

In the end, Hongmao's death was not confirmed. There were only some rumors that he was killed by revenge seekers from the next camp.If you can do it, you can do it, cut the throat and stab the chest with a knife, and the job is over, who would spend so much time peeling the skin.

This matter became a rumor for a while, and it happened to be a source of discussion for the rabble who had no news from the outside world.After talking about it for several years, there were different opinions, and then it was nothing.

If Scar hadn't mentioned it that day, Quan Fang would have almost forgotten about it.

I don't know if it's because of what Scar said has been kept in Cangya's heart. Several times Canineya walked through the hill late at night, and seemed to see figures of people and flames floating on the top of the hill in a vague way.

He clearly knew that it was not phosphorous fire, after all the color of phosphorous fire was different from normal fire.But when you think about it, no one will go up there to start a fire, at least not the administrators, and neither will the prisoners.

So what exactly he saw, he couldn't say for sure.

Now that such an incident happened again, he could not help linking it together.

Although many people have been killed, if there is a ghost, he would have slept with him every day, but people always have fear when facing unknown things, and imagination fills up the vacant part, expanding the fear, and finally guessing China justifies its argument.

So Cangya felt that this was abnormal, and it was as abnormal as the previous dizziness, the dead red hair, the scar's ghost story, and the snake boss's dick.

They poured some oil on the body, and the flames crackled and burned.The billowing thick smoke rushed straight to the sky, and then slowly blown away with the wind.

When walking back to the construction site, one of them couldn't help but asked Quan Ya and the other two—"Did you feel dizzy just now? It's just... buzzing in your ears, like tinnitus?"

When Quan Fang heard this, he was about to respond, but another person preempted him.He coughed out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and said in a rough voice—"Don't talk nonsense, just burn a few dead people!"

Canine Fang could hear fear in those words.

This group of people is like this, the more frightened they are, the more emboldened they are to say stupid things.The former didn't say anything all the way back, and Canine Fang didn't say anything.He is not familiar with the people in the two neighboring camps, so one thing more is worse than one thing less.

But even with this self-discipline, the canteen exploded when it was time for lunch.

Everyone was thinking about the appearance of the distorted corpse all morning, and several of them leaned in front of Canine Tooth, not asking him if he had a good time last night, but asking him what happened to the corpse and whether he found any interesting clues.

Canine Fang said no, poured a bag of oil on the cloth, and sent them back to hell with a fire.

He prevaricated indiscriminately, without mentioning a word of the strangeness he found, until he dismissed the troublemakers one by one, and then gobbled up the ghost things on the plate.

He actually wanted to discuss it, but he felt the manager staring at him.Not only staring at him, but also staring at the other two people who were handling the corpse together.These corpses are unusual, so it's best to keep your mouth shut.He didn't want to be called to the Pure Land halfway through the night, he wasn't ready to hang out with those ghosts.

Although he kept his mouth shut, he couldn't help himself.

To be honest, after so many years in the battlefield, it was the first time I saw him die like that.

He recalled the feeling of the corpse on his hands, light and empty.Then recall the man's bones and facial expressions, extremely distorted and extremely ferocious.

He always felt that it was similar to something in his daily life, but he didn't realize it until he worked all day and his underwear was soaked—yes, those corpses looked like twisted rags.

Their flesh is completely dry, and their eyeballs are still slightly protruding.It was as if a pair of invisible big hands were twisting the torsos of these people, squeezing their vitality out of their bodies little by little, leaving only an empty shell in the end.

Thanks to this incident, he didn't think about a slave living in the dormitory all day.Scar's attention was also attracted, and everyone said it was a ghost.When the sun was setting and everyone felt a little bit of chill, the manager finally shouted to close the team, asking them to put away all their tools, tidy up and continue tomorrow.

It was also at this point that Scar was thinking about the slave who was brought in last night and who is currently sleeping in the dog's tooth dormitory.

So when they were both full of wine and food and ready to think about lust, he stopped the dog's teeth, geared up, and laughed all over his face.

He said what's up, let's have a blast tonight!It's interesting to suppress the shock together. If one person's shock is suppressed by two people together, then there is no shock, only fun.

Canine Tooth wanted to reply him a few words, but when he opened his mouth, he suddenly felt tired.The tinnitus has not subsided throughout the day, but occasionally it is heavier and sometimes it is lighter.

He shook his head to signal the other party to stop talking, and then passed by Scar directly.

After two steps of chasing, Scar also understood what Canine Fang meant, and kept cursing behind him.But this state proves that he will not chase after him, at least he still has time to find someone to relieve his loneliness tonight, the east is dark and the west is bright - this is his belief in life.

Canine Fang walked around the cafeteria, intending to go directly back to the dormitory to take a shower, but after walking a few steps, he went back to the cafeteria, hesitated for a long time, packed two pieces of barbecue, and received a bottle of soda.

Although he hasn't fucked that slave until now, since he bought it, he doesn't want to let that thing starve to death.

This was half a year's salary, and buying a dead body was definitely not in his plan.