Lord from hell!

Has Du Jiu been bewitched?

Then someone will definitely ask, how has he become?Crazy like crazy?Or is it stupid like a log?

At this time, the bamboo pole man put on a very authoritative look, and pushed the lens that was cracked by Du Jiu: "According to my 24-hour personal observation, he is now sleeping except for eating, drinking, and labor. , Therefore, I conclude that he is suffering from moderate narcolepsy..."

A muddy slipper flew over and hit the bamboo pole man in the face, and there was a burst of ridicule in the cafeteria.

"Myself? My sister! Go away, you are still a college student, you can't speak well!"

The man with the bamboo pole sat down with his neck shrunk, not saying a word.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Du Jiu took the plate, walked into the cafeteria, looked around, and chose to sit opposite the bamboo pole man.Because he didn't like to attract attention, he usually waited until the meal time was almost over before going to the cafeteria to eat, but today for some unknown reason, the meal time was delayed.

His appearance aroused more heated discussions, and all kinds of probing eyes focused on him.But Du Jiu acted like a normal person, eating and drinking what he needed to eat, gobbling what he needed, and stuffing his dinner into his stomach.He was [-]% full after eating, so Du Jiu hiccupped, then stared at the half orange in the bamboo pole man's hand, and stopped moving.

The meaning of the eyes is simple and clear, I want to eat your orange, bring it.

Because Du Jiu came late, the oranges had already been divided among the other prisoners.In his original world, fruit trees cannot be planted in the heavily polluted soil, and all fruits are cultivated in greenhouses, and the varieties are rare and expensive.

With a dry smile on his face, the bamboo pole man offered the orange with both hands, but before he handed it to Du Jiu, he was knocked down by a sudden slap.

The bamboo pole man covered his red cheeks, looked at the man who beat him, and called softly, "Brother Biao."

Brother Biao, who beat someone up, was the burly man who had bullied Du Jiu before. With his two thick arms akimbo, he stood next to the stainless steel dining table.Du Jiu glanced at him, then looked away, following the rolling oranges.

"Jiu Zai, I heard that you have run into a ghost? Hahaha! I like the starving ghost, right?"

Du Jiu curled his lips in disdain, starving to death?Has this man experienced a famine?He was so thirsty that he drank his own urine, he was so hungry that he wanted to eat his own meat, his stomach hurt like being burned by fire, what qualifications did a guy who had never tried this kind of taste have to laugh at him?

Brother Biao didn't know what he was thinking, so he spread his feet to the left and right, and said, "Jiu Zai, do you want to eat oranges? If you want to eat, just go through my crotch to pick them up."

The position he occupied was between the two dining tables. His huge body blocked the passageway in and out, and also blocked Du Jiu against the wall.

Du Jiu had no choice but to bend over and crawl out from under his crotch, making everyone in the cafeteria laugh.Du Jiu had no time to care about the ridicule around him. He kept his eyes on the orange, so he watched helplessly as the half of the orange was trampled to pieces.

The bamboo pole man clenched his fists angrily, but he didn't dare to speak out. He recognized the person who stepped on the orange. He often walked with Brother Biao, and the guy who laughed the loudest. These three bastards often bullied newcomers or the weak.Everyone in their cell has been humiliated by Brother Biao, especially Du Jiu, who has suffered a lot from them.

"Oh, I accidentally stepped on your orange, who told you to crawl so slowly, really."

"Then there's no other way, I have to let Jiuzai eat it with his tongue, he's a paparazzi anyway, ahaha!"

Du Jiu stood up slowly and closed his eyes.Originally, it was fine if the oranges were gone. Unless they snatched the oranges, there was no need to go to war.Because in his values, apart from his own life and food, everything else is worthless.

However, this guy deliberately stomped on the oranges and showed a frightened expression, which made Du Jiu feel extremely unsightly.

Du Jiu slumped his shoulders, arched his waist slightly, rushed forward with lightning speed, overwhelmed the man who had trampled on the orange, and then bit his throat.Everyone in the cafeteria looked dumbfounded, especially when Du Jiu jumped away with a piece of bloody flesh in his mouth.

The man whose neck was bitten spewed out blood like a fountain. Fortunately, he was smart and held the wound with his hand, otherwise he would die from excessive blood loss.Du Jiu swallowed the torn flesh into his mouth, chewed with his teeth, turned his head, and stared at Brother Biao who was about to attack him.

Du Jiu's appearance at this time was not human at all, but more like a living beast, his Adam's apple slipped, chewing and swallowing the flesh in his mouth.

Brother Biao was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he fell to the ground with a plop.Du Jiu wiped away the blood stains around his mouth with the back of his hand, straddled him with his straight long legs, and walked away.

There are always some people who bully the good and fear the evil, and only dare to pick soft persimmons to pinch. Once they pinch a hard one, they will soften first.

After this incident, the rumors became more and more intense, and many different versions were derived. Du Jiu was bewitched, Du Jiu had mad dog disease, Du Jiu could eat people and so on.

Du Jiu still eats and sleeps indifferently every day. He only cares about one thing, which is where he is.After many investigations and information collection, Du Jiu had a basic understanding of the prison.

There is a high-voltage power grid on the periphery of the prison, and the interior is divided into four areas, two of which are open to prisoners, including major facilities such as prison cells, playgrounds, canteens, and shower rooms.Another area is the infirmary and the prison guard's dormitory, and the other is not known.What surprised Du Jiu the most was that this prison was built on an isolated island, and no one even knew which ocean it was located in.

There are many sentry posts on the island, guarded by prison guards equipped with guns. Once prisoners are found to be acting abnormally or departing from the prescribed range, they will be shot and killed.Therefore, combining the above conditions, it is obvious that this place is by no means an ordinary prison.

Some people committed serious crimes, while others were imprisoned inexplicably, and there was no prison term.Death is the only way to get out of prison.

Death row?Du Jiu raised the corners of his mouth, thinking it was quite interesting, at least this place is much better than the world he used to live in.At least there is a full meal, and after eating, you can lie on the bed and digest slowly. Du Jiu already feels very satisfied.

Unfortunately, there is an old saying that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.

Du Jiu retreated step by step, staring at the man who had blocked himself in the cubicle of the shower room, regretting not killing him that day.

Feng Tao wore a black eyepatch on his face, and there was a red scar under his left eyelid, which was scratched when Du Jiu inserted the surgical forceps later.Perhaps it was because one eye was blind, but the other eye was extraordinarily bright, and the eye socket was filled with a strong killing intent.

Du Jiu could feel that the aura exuded by this man was different from that of Brother Biao. He was very powerful, very powerful.

"It seems that you have been doing well recently." Feng Tao was not in a hurry to make a move, but Shi Shiran teased him instead.

Every nerve of Du Jiu was tense, and his eyes were burning. While locking the escape route, he judged his chances of winning.

"Why don't you beg for mercy? Have you been pretending to be stupid? The acting skills are good, where is the thing? If you tell me, I will let you die quickly."

"What?" Du Jiu felt the man's sudden sharp gaze, so he chose to strike first.

The cramped cubicle greatly restricted his movements. Du Jiu jumped up and hit his abdomen with his knee, while hitting him from above with his elbow, aiming at the bridge of the man's nose.Feng Tao took precautions this time, took a big step back to avoid the attack, and then raised his leg to sweep across.

Du Jiu had nowhere to hide in the cubicle, so he could only cover his head with his hands, and forcibly resisted the man's attack.The huge momentum caused his whole body to be kicked away, and his back hit a hard tile.Feng Tao was a little surprised by the quick reaction of the other party. Du Jiu switched from attacking to defensive moves smoothly and neatly. He didn't waste a second of thinking, relying entirely on instinct.

Those who can do this should be in combat for a long time, such as killers or soldiers.

The two exchanged hands back and forth several times, and Du Jiu was hit on the cheekbone with a punch. He tried to parry the attack just now, but the strength gap between the two sides was too great.Because of the lack of physical hardware, Du Jiu feigned an attack with his fist, took advantage of Feng Tao's defense, waited for an opportunity to jump up, climbed onto the wall of the cubicle, and planned to escape.

Feng Tao sneered, raised his leg and swept across again, hitting Du Jiu's waist and eyes.This kick was stronger than the previous one, and Du Jiuteng, who was eager to get away, couldn't block it. This time, he hit the wall hard, his face turned pale with pain.What Feng Tao kicked, besides Du Jiu, was the gate in the compartment. The shower above shot out water jets, like a torrential rain falling on the two of them.

"Baby, the game is over." Feng Tao pinched Du Jiu's throat with one hand, pressed him against the wall, and lifted him up.

The fierce fight made the man excited, his blood boiled and his head became hot, and he even changed his address before he knew it.

His breathing was choked, Du Jiu frowned uncomfortably, but he didn't struggle in vain, he just squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Tao coldly.The feeling of suffocation, the feeling of being on the verge of death, Du Jiu has experienced it several times. He was killed because he was not strong enough. He has no complaints, but he wants to appreciate the ugly appearance of his fear, there is no way!

Feng Tao was stunned, and suddenly strengthened his hand strength, and clear veins emerged in the whole arm.The forbearance and stubborn expression on Du Jiu's face, the fearless eyes, the thin lips that were bleeding from the bite of the teeth, blended together, together with the wet black hair, unexpectedly had an indescribable charm.

Because of the fight, the prison uniform was torn a hole, the thin chest was exposed, and the collarbone had a reddish bruise, which was both fragile and dangerous. Two completely inharmonious qualities appeared in the same person.Du Jiutian was a handsome man by nature, with a straight nose, sharp brows and starry eyes. Although he was not stunning, he always attracted people's attention wherever he went.It's just that after he was imprisoned, he was tortured to death, but after ten days of recuperation, he more or less recovered his beauty.

Feng Tao's eyes became dark, and his lower body had already reacted.

It was obviously the same person, so why did Du Jiu, who had been hated by him all this time, arouse his desire now?

So should I fuck him or kill him?

"I'll give you one last chance, tell me, where is the thing hidden?" Feng Tao approached him and asked.

At this time, the postures of the two were strange and ambiguous. Du Jiu's back was against the cold wall, but his front was pressed against his fiery chest. Feng Tao's breath sprayed all over his face.

Du Jiu's face turned blue, and he squeezed out the words with great difficulty: "...I don't know, I'm not Du Jiu..."

"It seems that you really don't cry without seeing the coffin."

Du Jiu was thrown to the ground, but before he could react, his hair was grabbed and he slammed his head against the wall.The white tiles were stained with eye-catching blood, and half of Du Jiu's face was also stained red. Suddenly, a pair of male palms reached out to him, and the prison uniform on his chest was torn apart.