The strongest soldier

Bed boards, bedding, toiletries, porcelain bowls, everything that was in the prison, everyone angrily picked up and threw them outside. The pent-up anger completely broke out, and the emotions were completely out of control. The frightened police officers around them retreated one after another. Not knowing what to do, this scene made the warden turn pale and realized that the matter was serious. Unless he was severely suppressed and no matter the cost, he could only compromise.

No one knows how much the price will be, and neither does the warden, but the warden knows one thing: the prisoners' manic anger must be eliminated, otherwise, it will be very troublesome in the future, and the best way to eliminate anger is Luo Zheng in the prison. At this moment, the warden realized with frustration that he really couldn't kill Luo Zheng, not only for the money later, but also to calm the anger of other prisoners.

Thinking of this, the warden did not dare to delay any longer. He was about to order the police to contact the alert and retreat, but he saw the humiliating anger on the faces of the police. They were led by a prisoner, and two police officers died. Everyone was angry. He couldn't help but wish he could rush in and kill Luo Zheng. The warden suddenly realized that the problem was more complicated than he thought. If he compromised, the police would probably expose the matter and he would be left with nothing to eat.

"Warden, give me a death order." A police officer yelled angrily.

"Yes, give the order." Other police officers were also furious and shouted loudly, so many police officers were threatened by a prisoner, how could everyone lose their face?

The warden's face turned bitter. It was easy to give an order, but if Luo Zheng was really beaten to death, what would happen next? Moreover, the warden had a vague feeling that Luo Zheng's identity was not simple, otherwise Song Yan wouldn't be able to be detained here, so he could just kill him soon? If it was really a big deal, Luo Zheng's death would cause a chain reaction. Once exposed, I might not be able to do anything good.

On the one hand, he was forced by the police, on the other hand, he was worried about his future, and on the other hand, he was worried about his future. It was not a good choice no matter which one he had. The warden shouted angrily: "Kill, kill, kill, you know how to kill, just kill him." Save one of your own? What if you kill him and cause a riot? Which of you can bear the consequences? Can't you kill all the prisoners here?"

The policemen looked at the warden in surprise and confusion.

"Of course, those who kill us must be taught a lesson. Everyone spread out and be careful about throwing tear gas inside." The warden roared, "You can't kill, you can always beat them, so as not to let the policemen vent their anger." I'm afraid the team will break up, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

Upon hearing this, the police officers became less resentful towards the warden. They took out tear gas canisters one after another, opened them and threw them into the prison. Luo Zheng heard what the warden said and hid under the faucet, turned on the water, and let the clear water flow over his head. Rinse off and protect your face with a wet towel.

After a while, the prison was filled with white smoke and exuded a pungent smell. The warden was particularly worried and continued to ask everyone to throw a few pills in. After waiting for a while, he saw that the prison was full of white smoke and no one could be seen. He became happy and shouted : "Follow my order and close the team."

"Why don't you go in and teach him a lesson?" a policeman asked in surprise.

"What if he's fine? Going in is going to die. If you want, I'll allow you to go in, but don't blame me for not reminding you." The warden said angrily when he saw that it was another deputy warden with whom he had no dealings.

The deputy warden sneered, thinking about going in and teaching Luo Zheng a lesson. Not only could Luo Zheng vent his dissatisfaction, but he could also gain support from others. He took two of his confidants and put on gas masks and came to the door. They used the intercom to signal the command center to open the door. So many things. There is no way the people inside the tear gas can still have the strength to fight back.

"Bang!" Before the door opened, a gunshot rang out. The bullet directly hit the deputy warden between the eyebrows, killing him on the spot. The other two policemen turned around and ran away. When the warden saw this scene not far away, he felt a faint sense of gratitude. Luo Zheng helped him get rid of his competitors, but he didn't dare to show it. He shouted coldly: "Throw tear gas for me again, be careful."

Several more tear gas canisters were thrown in, and billowing white smoke filled the air. Washed by the clear water, Luo Zheng still felt difficulty breathing, dizziness and swelling. There were too many tear gas canisters, and he couldn't help but cough. Gradually, he felt tears. It flowed down, I felt dizzy, and my consciousness began to fade.

After waiting for a while, Luo Zheng vaguely saw the iron door open, and several people rushed in. They lifted themselves out from under the faucet, threw them on the ground and started beating him wildly. The intensive beatings with gun butts, fists, and military boots made Luo Zheng wake up in pain. When I came over, I felt that my whole body was weak and I couldn't fight back. I quickly held my head and protected my vitals. I tensed my body and let the opponent beat me. The blood surged in my heart. My throat felt sweet and I spit out a mouthful of blood.

The police officers also worked hard and punched and kicked Luo Zheng, venting their anger and losing control of their emotions. The warden rushed over and everyone panicked when they saw this scene. The living Luo Zheng was better than the dead one. Luo Zheng was of use to him and he quickly raised his gun as a warning. The sound of the gunshot startled everyone, they all stopped beating and looked over in surprise.

"That's enough, get out. You are police, not criminals. Do you want to beat him to death?" the warden shouted angrily.

"But?" a policeman said dissatisfied.

"But what? Humph, are you trying to say that he killed the policeman, right?" the warden asked coldly, looking at the others with a livid face, who also had angry expressions, and suddenly became anxious and shouted: "But you are still police officers, wearing police uniforms. His life and death are decided by the judge. It's not you. Who wants to beat him to death? I'll let you go, but you also have to accept the punishment of the law."

When everyone heard this, they were dumbfounded. The police is a law enforcement agency and cannot decide a person's life or death. If Luo Zheng is really beaten to death, he will still have to accept legal sanctions. Everyone trembled, suddenly woke up, and walked outside sarcastically. , the warden secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked out, and shouted: "Close the door."

"Yes." Someone immediately agreed. The warden had already said to close the door. No one would remind Luo Zheng that he should receive treatment. Death from injuries and being directly beaten to death are two different things. Everyone wanted Luo Zheng to die, so naturally they wouldn't. I tried to seek treatment out of kindness, but they all chose to remain silent.

The warden naturally knew that Luo Zheng should receive treatment, but he did not dare to mention it. He had lost support by preventing everyone from directly beating Luo Zheng to death. If he showed any kindness again, he would attract opposition from all his subordinates. He hurriedly left with a cold face. This incident The losses are serious and we must seek an explanation from Song Yan.

In the prison, the white smoke of the tear gas slowly disappeared. On the ground, Luo Zheng lay motionless, with his eyes closed and the corners of his mouth full of blood, like a wounded tiger, aloof and miserable, but with endless unwillingness, silently and peacefully. Fight against unfair fate, even if it is scarred.

Note: I recommend a very imaginative urban supernatural novel "Personal Medical King". Friends who like urban supernaturals can read it.