Double ten

Mu Feng, who was sentenced to life in the first trial, returned not to the single room before, but to another room where 11 people lived.In the heavily guarded prison cell, good and bad are mixed together, and the people who can enter here are not ordinary people, either evil or desperate.

What is reality here?What is human nature?

Crowded cells, bunk beds, no washstands and toilets, here, prisoners can only use the public.

Mu Feng walked numbly to the empty bunk at the farthest corner, mechanically climbed up on the empty bed above and lay there with his eyes blank.In the future, he will spend here, without a glimmer of hope, without a little sunshine.

After the prison guard left, a small, thin man came over and patted his bedside: "Hey, kid, come in, don't you want to say hello to the boss?"

Mu Feng continued to lie motionless, staring at the gray wall on the ceiling, seeming to be watching, but not seeming to be watching.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the thin man put his hands on his waist and stared at him with a slightly exaggerated expression: "Hey, what's your attitude? Are you deaf or dumb? Say hello to the boss!"

Except for the so-called 'boss', except for the white-haired old man in Mufeng's lower berth, everyone else was booing: "Hello, hello..."

After arguing for a while, seeing that he still didn't respond, the face of the 'boss' turned from proud to black and white. In this room, no one dared to ignore him like this. Make him very unhappy.

The boss nicknamed 'Iron Head' is a big man, full of muscles, strong arms, and full of spirit. If it weren't for this place, it would be impossible to tell that he is a prisoner. It can be seen that he's doing well here. .

Mu Feng's ignorance, he didn't explode on the spot, he waved his hand to make the thin man back down, but the sinister smile on the corner of his mouth made people tremble, and the "little brothers" around him felt sorry for the newcomer silence.

He will not act rashly until he finds out the identity of this kid.To be the boss in a certain room in the prison must not be a brainless person.

This is the law of survival in this place.

For the next time, apart from being locked in this crowded space, Mu Feng would occasionally go out to get some fresh air during the 'release time', and then accept "transformation". Labor reform: go to the factory or go to the construction site to work.Prison is not a place to raise idlers.

Here, for many people, life is hopeless, but it must be lived.

After a few days of living in peace, Mu Feng never knew what consequences his "indifference" and "outlier" would bring to him.

"Boy, I heard that you came in here because you killed someone." Mu Feng, who was very tired after a day of smashing stones, was dragged to the door of the bathroom when he opened the door of the shower room with the dirty clothes he had changed out of. surrounded by corners.

It was very late now, and there was no one in the public bathroom. Occasionally, one or two people saw this posture and quickly packed up and evacuated to avoid suffering unnecessary disasters.

Under the dim light, Mu Feng, who was holding the clothes, looked at them coldly. These people were those in his dormitory. Although he had never spoken to them, he still recognized them.

"Look at this slender-armed and slender-legged man, which bastard made you kill him?" Tie Tou said maliciously, stretching his fat hand towards his face.

"Haha..." The others laughed wantonly, echoing Tie Tou's words.

"Don't touch me." Mu Feng turned his head in disgust, and his hand holding the clothes tightened unconsciously.The measles have long been cured, and a layer of more delicate and smooth skin has grown than before. Coupled with a delicate face and a fat, thin, moderate and energetic body, it is undoubtedly a fatal temptation in this kind of place.

At a distance of only twenty or thirty centimeters, seeing his long and beautiful neck exposed due to tilting his head, smelling the fresh breath emanating from his body after the bath, the iron head sticks out his tongue and licks his dry lips, there seems to be something inside his body. Something came out of his body, "Hey, don't touch you? You don't know, have I missed you for a few days?" He forcefully pulled his chin to cover his body, and his bald head with a full face moved forward.

Somewhere was scalded by an unknown object, and Mu Feng's face turned pale. He is a man in college and an adult. He understands what it is and what it means. Looking at the fat face that is getting closer , in a panic, he took the clothes he had just changed and covered his face, and at the same time pushed with all his strength, trying to escape from this panic-stricken place.

But after he took a step, there were already people blocking his way. He wanted to make another move, but his body was pushed against the wall, and the fatigue of the day made him dizzy.

"Fuck, I want to run, I'm going to fuck you today, someone, hold his hands and feet for me." Tie Tou said viciously, unbuttoning his trousers.He will never let this person go.

Here, it's really hard to find someone as handsome as him. After a long boring day, a new one finally came, how could he let it go, not to mention this person is still ignoring him, how could he swallow that breath?

Upon hearing his order, the four onlookers smiled maliciously and rushed forward to restrain Mu Feng's hands and feet, making him powerless to resist.

"Let go of me, let me go..." Mu Feng struggled, looking at the people who were getting closer and closer, his heart cooled down a little bit, without the slightest warmth, his white teeth were shivering, something called despair was in his heart Slowly sprouting, "You guys, it's wrong for you to do this, prison guards, there are prison guards outside, you can't do this, it's against the law."

Panicked, he was counting on the arrival of the prison guards. In this kind of place, under the circumstances, he could only count on something like power to save him.

"Haha, breaking the law, boss, he said breaking the law, hahaha..." The people around laughed, laughing at his childish resistance.

"You scream, but you scream loudly. The louder you scream, the more I like it. I have already invited the prison guards to "drink tea". Just enjoy it obediently!" lamb.

There was laughter all around, one after another, his back was pressed against the cold wall, his hands and feet were firmly fixed, Mu Feng struggled desperately but it was useless.The most secret part was exposed to the air and let others trample on it, which made him extremely ashamed. The disgusting kiss from that person made him go crazy. He wanted to escape from this place, from this world.

"Bastard, stop, stop, let me go, let me go..." Pain came from his back rubbing against the wall, reminding him how real what happened now, even if it didn't work, he still wanted to resist, To catch the barely visible gleam.

"Let go of me, please, let me go..." The desperate struggle turned into bitter begging, but it still didn't interrupt anyone's movements. His resistance, his weakness, and his begging would only make him Others are more excited, and a kind of pleasure called conquest grows in the body and intensifies.

When that place was trapped, Mu Feng's eyes widened, his whole body tensed, and he forgot to resist.Tears flowed down involuntarily, lonely and helpless, desolate and desperate.

Any resistance, any show of weakness, any begging for mercy will not get any response. When the secret place is pierced by an unknown object without mercy, Mu Feng is in deep despair. Death is the only thing in his mind. idea.

I don't know how long it has passed, from the wall to the ground, it is equally cold and chilling, but the movements of the body have not stopped, it's just that one person has changed to another.

Clothes were scattered all over the place, Mu Feng couldn't feel the malicious smile coming from his ears and the tearing pain coming from his body, his eyes were lying there blankly, tears had already flowed dry, and his heart was completely dead.

How could death be so easy?

"Beep-beep-beep-beep-" A rapid, sharp and rhythmic police whistle sounded, interrupting a group of daring and hypocritical people from continuing to do evil.

Everyone tidied up their clothes indiscriminately, saying without hesitation,

"Grass, it's not over yet!"

"What happened?"

"I haven't done it yet."

"..."

He slapped the person who was staring at the ground and couldn't take his eyes off, and the iron head said angrily: "Why are you standing still! Why don't you hurry up and pack up and leave." Glancing at the person on the ground, a triumphant smile flashed from his eyes But anyway, he got what he wanted, didn't he?If you dare not 'respect' him, don't blame him for being ruthless, but the sound of the police whistle made him frown slightly, "Isn't everything ready? Or is there something major happening in the bureau?"

On the large field where the usual training was held, there were crowds of people who heard the news from all directions, but they all looked around in confusion, unable to understand what was going on.

"What's the matter? Who blew the whistle?" Looking back and forth, but nothing happened, the warden, who had reached the end of his life, asked the adjutant.

"No... I don't know." The adjutant lowered his head and trembled all over. Who the hell would do that? This kind of special whistle can only be blown when something important happens and everyone needs to gather.

The warden said with a gloomy face, "Check it out for me, check it out carefully, I want to see who is dying, if you can't find out, I'm asking you."

"Yes, yes, this subordinate will investigate now." The adjutant stood at attention, saluted, turned around, and ordered the guards on the side to let everyone gather.Since they are all here, of course they cannot leave.

At the corner outside the bathroom, a white-haired old man saw the group of people leaving, and then ran in quietly. When he saw the person lying on the ground, his heart throbbed for no reason, and he tidied up for him in a trembling voice: "You "Get up quickly, the prison guards will search everywhere soon, and you have to leave here quickly."

Seeing that he was not moving, the white-haired old man ruthlessly put on the tattered clothes on him: "Look carefully, something has already happened, and survival is the last hope."

With a pale face, Mu Feng said with difficulty, "Live? Do I still need to live?"

"Of course, no one can give up life at will." The old man grabbed his cold hand very hard.

He understands that he is very sad, very sad, but there are still some things and some people waiting for them. They must hold on and live, which is the best proof.

"Hahaha..." The hoarse self-deprecating laughter seemed particularly creepy in the night.

A police whistle sounded in the distance, the boss looked at him resentfully, grabbed his shoulders and shook vigorously: "Be sober, there is a martial law outside, we have to go out and gather, do you want to die? Of course death is easy, but death can change anything, but nothing can be changed.”

Yes, nothing can be changed, everything has changed, and he can never go back to the past, he knows, he can never go back, he, he is not clean anymore.

Everything is not important anymore.