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Shang Qin raised his arm, as if he was going to touch Yao Jin's hair, but the person in front of him grabbed his wrist with a backhand one step ahead of him.

The young man has a pair of beautiful bright eyes, which are slightly shrunk at this moment, showing a look of vigilance.

Shang Qin felt quite novel about this, almost everyone here was afraid of him, even if he just glanced at him, he would run away as far as he could, let alone stop him. Sure enough, this person is interesting.

He remembered the meeting yesterday, when he saw Scar and the others tricked the young man into the laundry room, he didn't sympathize with any weak ones, those who couldn't even protect himself, being bullied here, he could only say that he was unlucky , the young man in the back resisted, but his fists were no match for four hands. In less than a few minutes, someone grabbed his hair and kept hitting the hard wall. He could hear the sound of his brain hitting the stone wall when he was outside. , Judging by the amount of blood the young man was bleeding, he should surely die. Before Scar and the others left, he turned around and left. At night, because he had some private matters to deal with, he happened to pass by outside the laundry room again, so he casually looked inside. But seeing a scene that surprised him, the young man didn't die, but stood up by himself.

The young man's back was as straight as steel. If Shang Qin hadn't witnessed his fake death with his own eyes, he would never have believed that this young man with cold brows and eyes was the one who was beaten so hard that he could only bear it with his head in his arms.It is impossible for a weak person to have such a cold and indifferent gaze.

Although the light in the laundry room is not very bright, Shang Qin has quite good eyesight, he can see clearly, there is anger and hatred in the young man's eyes, but there is no despair and weakness.

Even though he was thin and thin, he could break that fragile neck with one hand, but in that stare, he even felt the same kind of breath from the youth's eyes.

There are many people with good fists and kicks in the prison, and even more people who died terribly. He has been here for almost three years. Appearing unexpectedly, like a shining bead, makes everything come alive.

Shang Qin's wrist bones moved slightly, and the young man let go of his hand in a timely manner, and let the entrance aisle out. Shang Qin accepted his intention and walked over without any other movement.However, a smile of unknown meaning suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips after turning his back.

Yao Jin stood aside, staring at the man's back.The original owner has not been in prison for a long time, but because of his previous relationship, many people know him, but conversely, he doesn't know much.

The only memory the original owner of this man has of him is that he is cruel and brutal. He is handsome and handsome. He has a powerful background, and even the prison guards in the prison respect him when they see him.Yao Jin doesn't quite understand why such a person stays in prison, where there is no freedom in life and all behaviors are subject to certain restrictions.

At least for him, if he had a choice, he would never stay here for the next day.

The man completely ignored the fierce incident going on next to him, hung the towel in his hand on an iron hook as if no one else was there, then crossed his arms, grabbed the hem of his prison clothes, lifted it up neatly, took off the prison clothes, and followed He bent his back to take off his trousers.

The fog became thicker and thicker, but because the man was not close to that side, the fog was relatively thin where he was, so Yao Jin could clearly see the criss-crossing and terrifying strips on the man's bare back. Some were still bright red centipede-like scars.

Those scars stretched across his entire back, occupying all the places. In addition, Yao Jin saw that there were one or two round hole-shaped scars among the scars.

It was obviously caused by bullets. Yao Jin knew that the man was in high danger, but he didn't expect that it was beyond his imagination. What kind of person would have the opportunity to suffer such a serious injury?Hitman, cop, bodyguard?

Neither seemed possible.

So Yao Jin looked too intently, the man turned around quickly, facing Yao Jin, he had all the clothes off his body, and he was half naked at the moment, and the thing under his knees was lying down quietly, without any sign of being active, but The shape is already terrifying.As he turned, the thing swayed twice. Yao Jin didn't like to look at naked bodies, but when he saw it right away, he suddenly felt extremely sick in his heart.The dinner I just ate was churning in my stomach, and I had the urge to vomit.

At a certain moment, Yao Jin couldn't help thinking of the things he experienced in the last two worlds, the people he met, including Qin Xiao, Huo Ze, and Yang Nian, even if it is a new world now, this world without them , everything was just beginning, but they pushed him down, pressed him down, and went in and out wantonly, as if he still remembered every detail and every pain.

The system deliberately told him what happened to those people, and the result didn't look good. Some died, and some lived in regret for the rest of their lives.

Yao Jin has no hatred for those people. He regards them as irrelevant people, but simply cannot accept being suppressed. Anyone who has ambitions for him is not worth remembering in his opinion. He has no penchant for garbage.

Someone next to him let out a suppressed low growl, followed by a short period of silence, except for the sound of the water sprayed from the high-level shower falling to the ground, the slutty moaning just now disappeared.

Yao Jin walked to the right side, far away from it, but it was where the man was.

Compared with the unknown group over there, he didn't see any excessive attention on his face from the man's eyes, let alone anything that could be called desire.

Some people in the prison release their excess energy through sex, while others vent their energy through fighting. According to the memory of the original owner, men should belong to the latter.

The more powerful a person is, the more he can control himself.

After the people on one side got dressed and went out, only Yao Jin and the man were left in the huge bathhouse. Yao Jin began to take off his clothes and take a bath. There were still ten minutes before the time to turn off the lights.Yao Jin rushed to his body at a speed that he had never experienced in his life, and put on the prison clothes and pants that had just been hung on the hooks on the wall.

He was very focused on washing, and didn't pay attention to his surroundings too deliberately. After putting on the prison pants and was about to put on the prison clothes, a string in his head suddenly tightened.

He grabbed his clothes, clenched his fingers tightly, and turned his neck to the left at a speed that couldn't be slower, like the second hand of a quartz clock.

Then, the tense nerve pulled even tighter, as if it would break in the next second.

After a pause for breathing, the corner of Yao Jin's mouth twitched slightly, and then a mocking smile entered his eyes.

That's right, why does he always forget that he came to these worlds to be punished, and it was just a moment of peace, since he has forgotten the most important thing.

Yao Jin raised his jaw slightly, and met the man's eyes.He raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes paused on the man's face for two seconds, then moved down, and fell on the man who didn't know when his hair stood upright, and his smile was as cold as polar ice.

Shang Qin followed Yao Jin's gaze and turned back to himself. Not only was the other party surprised, but he himself was caught off guard. Looking back on his nearly 30 years of life, it seemed that he had never had a desire for any man. He always thought he was heterosexual. Although he is not very interested in women most of the time, women are just a tool for him to vent his lust. When he wants one, he can spend some money to find one.When I go to the prison, if there is a need occasionally, I will arrange for a woman to come to visit the prison, and then have a few shots in a certain room.There are many prisoners who don't have the same means as him, so they target people of the same sex who have the same pendant as themselves.

Shang Qin had never fucked a man before, nor did he want to.He couldn't quite understand how he could stand up in front of a subject with exactly the same body structure.

He didn't know before, but now, he suddenly understood.

The young man next to him took off his clothes and stood under the water with a naked body. The transparent liquid dripped on him, and the water flowed windingly.He is in good shape, with well-proportioned bones, long legs and slender waist, straight back, and shoulder blades shaped like butterfly wings. Following the young man's movements, the two bones move slightly, as if about to fly out at any time.

His complexion is very fair, and there are large bruises, purples, reds and blacks and mottled marks on his body from being beaten yesterday, which should be ugly, but for some reason, when Shang Qin saw these marks, he inexplicably felt his throat was thirsty, a kind of The sudden physical impulse made him want to erase all those traces and cover them with new ones.

He became interested in a man and had a desire he had never had before.Shang Qin suddenly realized this.

But even so, he didn't intend to actually have sex with a man.Shang Qin also took off his prison clothes, quickly put on his upper body, pulled the towel with one arm, and strode towards the bathroom door.

When there was still a distance of two or three meters, his footsteps suddenly stopped. This should be regarded as escape. When did he have the word escape in Shangqin's dictionary?

Shang Qin turned back with a sullen face, and went straight to the young man who was buttoning his clothes.

Regarding his going back and forth, obviously, the young man didn't expect it, his expression was stunned, his lips were slightly parted, because the skin on the young man's face and neck was pink because he had just taken a bath, he didn't wipe his face clean, A few drops of water flowed from the face to the chin, slid over the slender neck, and landed on Yue Jie's breasts which were not completely closed under the clothes.

Shang Qin felt that his throat was getting thirstier. He approached the young man, took a step, and the other party took a step back. Finally, the young man's back hit the wall behind him. Shang Qin raised his right arm and pressed it against the side of the other's face. body enveloped him.

"Yi Ling? Your name is Yi Ling, right?"

Yao Jin's pupils shrank sharply, and his hands were clenched into fists.

Seeing that the young man finally had a different expression because of his approach, Shang Qin pressed his face even closer, as if this person had changed since yesterday, becoming colder at any time, ready to He doesn't pay attention to anything around him, and seems to be indifferent to the world, but the arrogance around him seems to escape from the cracks in the bones, and he seems so out of tune with everything.