The Villain Has Blackened Again

The shackles were too short, which made Nan Xun unable to use his footwork, but such shackles also had advantages, they were light enough.

Nan Xun seized the opportunity, jumped onto the opponent's back at a certain moment, strangled his neck with one hand, and lifted a stone secretly hidden in his hand, and smashed it towards the back of his head.

The man was smashed to the ground, blood pouring from the back of his head.

Nan Xun gasped fiercely, his legs a little weak.

There were several horrific corpses lying on the ground, and the pungent smell of blood made the legs of everyone present tremble.

I don't know who vomited it out, and the pungent smell of blood was mixed with the stench of vomit.

In the distance, a prison guard noticed the abnormality here and blew his whistle to come here.

The whistle was loud and piercing, and it was getting closer and closer.

Yan Luo, who had just committed the murder, wiped off the bloody stars on his face with the sleeves of his prison uniform, then inserted his blood-stained hands into his trouser pockets, his sharp eyes swept across the crowd coldly, and his voice was as cold as hell Yan Luo, Wait a minute, what should I do? Say, what should not be said, is it clear?

Everyone in a daze nodded quickly, for fear that it would be too late, they would be taken out by King Yama and opened.

The prison guards came and saw the blood and the fresh corpse lying in the blood with its head turned into a watermelon. They roared and asked a few times who did it, but no one around answered.

There are usually fights and fights in prisons, but it is rarely so serious that so many people are killed in one fell swoop.

The prison guard scolded a few words, and could only order the prisoners to carry people to the prison cart and send them back for treatment, and the remaining prisoners continued to work.

Everything went on, except that the prisoners in the mine were silent, glancing in the direction of King Yama from time to time, and they didn't dare to let go of a fart.

They were killed just now, probably because King Yama didn't do it for a long time, and they all had to forget how terrifying this Buddha was when he did it. The scene just now awakened the memories they had deliberately ignored.

terrible.

While the others were carrying the ore, Yan Luo pulled Nan Xun aside and stared gloomily at his face.

Nan Xun was flustered by his stare, and quickly said: Brother, I'm fine, but there is a little color on my face and waist. That big guy is much worse than me. I took a stone and smashed his head into flowers.

Yan Luo snorted coldly, When I make a move in the future, you can just watch from the side, I don't need you, it's all messed up.

At the end, the voice gradually became lower, the anger decreased a little, and finally changed its flavor, becoming a light rebuke mixed with a trace of worry.

Nan Xun saw that his face was always gloomy, so he could only be a good younger brother on the side, and he just nodded what the other party said.

Yan Luo saw the bruise on his chin extending to the side of his face, and wanted to reach out and raise it to take a look, but he found that his hands were covered in blood, and the hand that was stretched out halfway was pulled back abruptly, and then his face became even more gloomy.

Xiao Bai, don't be afraid of me. Yan Luo said lightly, and continued to work.

Nan Xun looked at his straight figure and couldn't help sighing. He admitted to being frightened at first, but he wasn't really afraid of him.

At five o'clock, the prison guard blew a long whistle and began to call it a day. Twelve teams have all completed the basic amount, the Yama Wang group transported three more cars, and the prison guards gave everyone in the team nine points.

When the prison cars returned to Meihuan Prison, it was just in time for the meal. The prisoners who were working were devoured, obviously starving, but some prisoners thought of the blood in the afternoon and had no appetite.

Yan Luo gave Nan Xun one of the two extra steamed buns in the lunch box.

Nan Xun was not polite. After saying thank you, brother, he took a big bite.

This time, Nan Xun, as the younger brother, sent the elder brother to Cell 419 as usual before leaving, but just as he turned around, Yan Luo suddenly grabbed his arm and dragged the man in.

For two full months, this was the first time Nan Xun had entered the prison cell of the Prisoner King Yama in District A.

There is a lot of space inside. There is a single bed with enough water for two people in the middle. The sheets are not the kind that are uniformly distributed in prisons. They are obviously brought in from outside. There is a small cabinet, a thermos bottle and a water cup are placed on the left cabinet, a toothbrush and a tooth cup are placed on the right cabinet, and next to the cabinet is the washbasin issued by the prison, with a bar of soap in the basin.

There was an iron wire drawn by myself by the window, and both ends were tied to thick nails on the wall. At this time, there were two things hanging on the wire, a towel and a pair of... black underwear.

Simple and neat.

The quilt on the bed was folded like a piece of tofu. It was square and neat. Nan Xun didn't dare to sit on the bed.

Yan Luo went straight to the bedside table, took out an ointment from the first drawer, and then lifted Nan Xun onto the bed and overturned, holding the hem of the prisoner's uniform and lifting it up.

Nan Xun was startled and exclaimed, Brother, what are you doing? He was about to turn over.

Yan Luo pressed him back again with a big palm, and spit out two words: rub the medicine.

Nan Xun snorted, slightly relieved, and then felt funny again.

After seeing the large red and swollen bruise on the child's waist, Yan Luo's face turned black and stinky.

His newly recognized younger brother, even if he is too skinny, he is not willing to fight, what are those people who dare to bully his younger brother of King Yama.

Hey... bro, apply it lightly, it hurts a bit.

Yama slowed down the action of applying the medicine, and said, You don't admit that your skin and tender flesh are like a porcelain doll. It hurts with such a little force?

Nan Xun bit his mouth and stopped talking.

Yan Luo became more and more annoyed, I'm stubborn with my brother? Do you know what kind of people are in this prison? Just like you, how dare you go up?

I'm the man who defeated Scar, the second-in-command of Prison A! Nan Xun couldn't help but retort.

That's because the opponent underestimates the enemy. If you face him again, do you really think you can defeat him so easily?

Nan Xun was silent for a moment, then whispered, Today I'm just afraid that my brother can't handle it alone, and I won't be able to do it in the future.

The man behind him rubbed the medicine suddenly, and it took a long time before he rubbed it again.

Brother, I have done so much work today, and my brother and I are covered in ashes. We have to take a good shower tonight. Nan Xun naturally changed the subject.

The man behind him hummed softly.

Nan Xun continued: Brother, you forgot to change your prison clothes last time. Don't forget this time. The one I'm wearing is too dirty to lend you to wear it.

Once in the shower, Yan Luo forgot to bring his prison clothes and wore Nan Xun's dirty clothes, which were stretched so tightly that others could see that they were not his, and Nan Xun was embarrassed.

The man behind him paused for a while before speaking, and his words were no longer angry. When you go to the bathroom later, you will take mine with you. Then he took out his clean prison uniform and put it aside.

After wiping the wound on his waist, Yan Luo directly lifted Nan Xun's chin, and his index finger dipped the ointment on his chin and side face and lightly smeared it.

Nan Xun first stared at him, then lowered his eyes suddenly.

Nima, his brother is so handsome when he takes medicine seriously!

Bullying him is not a woman now, is it? So angry!

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