Big Brother's Household Little Prince

Li Beichen's sleeping position was not very good. Ares was surrounded by him. At first it was a little more comfortable because of the blanket and body temperature, but it soon became unbearable.

The internal and external injuries were superimposed, and his whole body was itchy like a needle prick. His breathing was a little short, and he was scratched on the back of his head.

Li Beichen warned sleepily, "Be honest!"

...how honest is this.

Ares bit his lip, tried to control his breathing deeply and long, and tried to move slightly.

He finally survived, and he didn't want to be crushed to death by this prison tyrant as a cushion.

Moreover, there should be many good things hidden on this guy, so close, I don't know if I can steal one.

Li Beichen was very impatient, this little thing was like a big hot bug, twisting and twisting, it annoyed the person to death, he turned over and flattened himself, then pushed the person away, "Move again and kill you!"

He didn't even open his eyes, and his tone was normal. The movement of waving a person away was like brushing away a leaf. Ares was startled, and shrank back, not daring to move.

It's better to heal the injury first, it's useless to steal it now.

Ares huddled in the gap between Li Beichen and the wall, rolled up a pile of blankets, carefully observed the new prison tyrant through the gaps in the fabric, and gradually remembered something. Slaves discussed.

There is a new thorn in the southern district, who fights dozens of times a day, is moody, and kills at the slightest disagreement, almost conquering the entire southern district.

At that time, the warden and his lackeys passed by, and they sneered when they heard the words, "If he can play well, he will be sold to the arena when he becomes the first. The price must be very good."

He must have never imagined at the time that not only failed to sell the new boss in the southern district, but was killed instead.

Ares sorted out the newly acquired memories in his mind and pondered countermeasures until his head became dizzy, and Li Beichen didn't move anymore, probably really fell asleep.

It seems that the phrase "kill you" just now may have been said casually, and I can live safely today.

He looked very angry when he got up, remember not to disturb his sleep in the future, drew a line in his heart, and Ares passed out with confidence.

After about three hours, the temperature in the cabin suddenly began to drop.

Li Beichen suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, as if he had never fallen asleep.

He sat up cross-legged, his knees touched the hot corpse reserve beside him, and he poked twice with his fingertips.

Still alive, the vitality is really tenacious.

After thinking for a while, he tore off a button from the inside of his collar, pinched Ares' jaw and opened his mouth to feed it.

The pill melted in his mouth and disappeared on the tip of Ares' tongue without a trace. He was still in a coma, and he only let out a little gasp when he was thrown back.

Li Beichen fastened the belt around his waist, pulled on his boots, crossed his legs and closed his eyes to wait.

In just 2 minutes, footsteps came from outside the door, and the small bosses of the southern district headed by One Ear gathered.

Li Beichen lazily opened the door and went out, "What's wrong?"

In just two or three minutes, the temperature in the entire prison had dropped below zero, and the gas that spewed out from his breath was white.

One ear trembled and stepped forward, "Boss, boss, it seems that a new leader has been recruited in the North District. Just now I sent a message asking you to send back all the stolen materials and people, otherwise, the supply here will be cut off."

Li Beichen raised his eyebrows, the fight was too high, and he forgot that all the general controls of this prison are in the North District where the warden lives.

He couldn't help touching his chin, tsk, I miscalculated, I have to trouble again.

"Who will pass the word?"

"No, no one came!" He stamped his foot while shaking one ear, "He just used the radio in the prison."

Sensing Li Beichen's displeasure, he hastened to flatter him, "You have beaten back the warden with weapons, no one dares to come over."

"Oh." Li Beichen frowned and took a breath into the air. Not only did the room temperature drop, but the oxygen concentration also dropped.

Most of the slaves were only wrapped in pieces of sackcloth, and many must have died...

The one in the room didn't know if he could survive it, but he wasted the medicine just now.

Li Beichen sighed, flexed his wrists, and said righteously: "Everyone is a slave, and should help and love each other. What the North District did is to kill those of us in the South District. It's too immoral."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wait, something seemed wrong.

If I remember correctly, boss, you said yesterday, "The people in the northern district are too evil, they should be hacked to death, let them fight among themselves and kill half of them."

Li Beichen's dark eyes swept over everyone, "Why?"

"Nothing!" A dog who deserved to be the first licking dog who has lived through several generations of prison bullies, reacted super fast, "You're right, they really don't have any humanitarian spirit at all."

Everyone frantically echoed, "Boss is mighty." "Boss is right!"

Li Beichen raised a finger, "So I thought about it, let them die first if they want to die."

This time everyone cheered and stomped without hesitation.

One ear pulled out a light energy baton from his waist, and he clenched his hands tightly, "Kill it?"

"I'll go by myself." Li Beichen snorted, taking this group of bastards was completely filling a hole.

Before he could move his feet, the alloy door behind him slid open, and Ares crawled out tremblingly, hugged his calf, and said angrily, "Help——"

Li Beichen was suddenly staggered by him, brushed his face down, "Go back!"

"Cold..." Ares hugged his legs tightly, and put his face directly on his knees, it was warm.

He woke up from the cold, and the thin blanket that was still warm before going to bed wrapped around his body like a leaf, with wind leaking everywhere, and the cold air burst out from the bottom of his heart.

The first reaction, that prison tyrant wants to freeze himself to death?

He has seen a lot of this kind of perverted hobby in Garbage Star.

There is a gang leader who likes to throw disobedient slaves outside at night, at minus seventy or eighty degrees, no one can survive for an hour.

When the temperature rises during the day, the frozen and brittle human flesh and rotten bones are crispy, smashed into slag with a stick, and disappear without a trace in a few days.

Ares didn't hesitate for a second, and rushed out the door decisively, recognized the prison bully with his boots, rushed to hug him, and must not stay in this room.

Li Beichen shook his feet again, "Let go!"

Ares tensed his back nervously, not letting go, trying to be obedient, "My lord, don't leave me~"

Li Beichen looked down at him inexplicably.

One ear is most anxious about the boss's needs, so he waved the light-energy baton in his hand, "Boss told you to let go, are you deaf?"

The hesitant beam of light came over, and Ares shrank his neck, never letting go.

Li Beichen was hugged by him with one leg, lifted the other leg, and kicked one ear skillfully, "Did you do it?"

One ear slipped out of the passage seven or eight meters, turned over and got up, the resentment on his face flashed, and turned into flattery, "Boss, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Ares could see clearly, and became more and more sure that he had to hug the prison bully's thigh tightly.

Although the prison tyrant said several times that he wanted to "kill people", he hadn't done it yet.

Unlike these dogs, they start without saying hello.

...Even if you are going to die, it is better to have a good time than to suffer piecemeal.

With this pendant on his lap, Li Beichen strode back into the room, broke Ares's hand with force, threw him back to the bunk, and pointed, "Move around again, and I'll kill you!"

It is very annoying to waste a medicine of Lao Tzu.

Ares fell so badly that he didn't have time to answer, when he saw the prison rolled out like a domineering wind, and the alloy door closed with a click and was locked.

When he regained his strength and crawled to the door, he couldn't pull it open no matter how hard he pulled it.

Looking around, there is only one dinner plate, one water glass, and three empty nutrient solution tubes in the room, none of which can be used to pry open the door!

Are you going to freeze to death in this place?

He swept across the bed, wrapped the scattered pieces of sackcloth around him like a blanket, and then felt a little dazed.

What else can I do?

Ares curled up in a corner, biting his lip and pondering.

This prison tyrant is much better than the people in the North District in Moss' memory. I hope he will come back as soon as possible.

It can save the young master's life, and when he returns to Junk Star, he can send him with a spaceship.