Chapter 65 15. Entangled Secrets

After learning about the night trial, I began to have an inexplicable expectation that the night trial might be an opportunity for the extremely boring prison life. But looking forward is useless, no one knows when the night trial will come to him. There are fewer and fewer conversations in the 511 dormitory, which may be the reason why everyone has no interest in me because I have already integrated into this group.Also, no one knows what to talk about. In the usual boring life, 703 Prison also has some unique features.The first is the control of the disease. Sun Qiang is responsible for the health of everyone. If someone is sick, he must be treated.This may also be why the toilet in the cell is flushing.Everyone needs to take a bath once every two days. Taking a bath is more like a form of physical punishment. The prison guards use a large water pipe to pour water on us. It is very painful to apply on body wounds, and it also tingles on other skin.

The second is that although the diet is simple, it is very clean, which is even more hygienic than the cafeteria of the Advance Brigade. It is said that there is a cell who is responsible for washing vegetables. Some people will be punished.Again, the personnel exchanges in Prison 703 are very complicated. We often see some strange people monitoring our labor, but we never see a face appearing frequently. As for the security work of the 703 Prison, it is also very strict. In addition to the power grid that is more than one person tall on the high wall, there are also several black machine guns on the sentry boxes, but it is obvious that many of the guns are actually exposed to the outside world; After work, you have to search your body when you come back, and you have to take off your shoes for inspection. The prison guards and the cell heads of each cell bring some people to take charge, and they are very careful.

The bastard Huang Mao is in charge of searching the body, which made me discover one of his secrets. Huangmao doesn't know why, but seems to be particularly interested in me. Every time he checks me, he always has a smirk on his face, and his hands are also very irregular. He always gropes my chest, buttocks and crotch repeatedly. It's checking, but molesting in general.This made me very sick, but I dared not speak out. What's more, sometimes Huangmao would put his hand into my clothes and touch my skin directly, with a lewd smile on his face.However, Huangmao is not too blatant, and he can basically stop when prison guards come over.

The secret of the yellow hair was discovered when he directly touched my skin. His thoughts are really disgusting. All he imagines is ravaging men as women. In those days, such people were called sodomites. Usually, they were considered mentally ill. It was a very serious personal problem.Before I was in prison, I heard that two men were caught for "adultery", and the result seemed to be that they were shot. I didn't expect Huangmao to be such a person!This made me sick to the core, but I couldn't escape the yellow hair's harassment. The more I resisted, the more excited the yellow hair seemed.He even became so crazy that he rubbed his lower body against my ass.

Lin Hu was also harassed by Huang Mao. I had a private chat with him, but it may be because of Lin Hu's burly figure. After Huang Mao harassed him for a while, he changed his target. I only dare to talk superficially to Lin Hu about this kind of thing. It's hard for me to talk about such a disgusting thing.I would rather be beaten than Huangmao harass me. I am really worried that Huangmao will one day lead someone to "rape" me as he thought. I really want to report to the prison guard, but the prison guard will not listen to me at all, and I have no chance to report to the prison guard; secondly, if I yell loudly, there is no evidence that the yellow hair harassed me, and it may make the yellow hair worse. , all of which have precedents.The heads of these cells have been granted great power to manage the prisoners. It is really like what Huang Mao said, besides the prison guards, he is the biggest here.

I had a premonition that Huang Mao was already looking for an opportunity to "strike" me, and I had no better way to solve this problem, so I had to make up my mind that if Huang Mao wanted to offend me, I would fight him. Huang Mao quickly found the opportunity to "start". During a labor in the prison, Huang Mao used various reasons to make things difficult for me. For some reason, I was alone, and even the prison guard standing guard at the door disappeared. I was highly vigilant, the muscles all over my body were tense, Huang Mao led a few people to surround me from behind, and I stopped what I was doing.

Huang Mao patted me: "Zhao Yajun, haven't you finished yet?" I shook my shoulders and shook his hand away: "What are you doing?" Huang Mao moved his face closer, gritted his teeth, and let out a foul smell: "What are you doing? Hehe, do you want to be beaten? Or take it easy?" As soon as he finished speaking, the prisoners behind him followed suit. I smirked. I turned around and said, "What do you mean?" The yellow-haired hand came up again, and smiled lewdly: "If you are obedient, I promise you won't have to work so hard in the future." As he spoke, he squeezed his hands heavily.

I stretched out my hand and pulled Huang Mao's hand away: "What are you doing?" Huang Mao saw that I seemed to be ignorant, and his eyes suddenly became fierce: "What are you doing? Mom, I can do whatever I want!" After speaking, he waved his hand, and several prisoners behind him rushed up like wolves and twisted me. He stayed, dragged me to the corner of the room, and no one got a piece of cloth from somewhere, and all of a sudden strangled my mouth so that I could not make a sound. Although I was not weak, my fists were no match for many hands, so I was dragged to a table in the corner of the room and held down.

Then Huangmao came to take off my pants, still yelling: "Little boy, be honest, it's very comfortable!" There was a buzzing in my head, and the shame almost made me go crazy. I struggled desperately, but these people clasped my joints, three or four of them held me down together, and I couldn't move at all. Just when Huang Mao unbuttoned my pants and was about to pull them down, I let out a heavy roar in my throat, and suddenly felt an electric current jump out of my brain, and it was strung back and forth quickly in my body. His consciousness was instantly blurred.Then, I knew that I threw away the person who was holding me, and then, as if going crazy, I attacked Huangmao and them together. In my eyes, their movements seemed to slow down all of a sudden, while mine The fist danced as fast as a rolling wheel.

They screamed miserably, each of them got nosebleeds from my beating, and soon I knocked them to the ground one by one.I went crazy again, hitting and kicking Huangmao who was lying on the ground. At first Huangmao was still resisting, but after a few strokes, he stopped moving. A man screamed and ran to the outside of the factory, but I didn't chase after him. I continued to beat Huang Mao desperately, almost smashing his face. In my ears, the roars and footsteps of the prison guards also sounded. My body and head were hit hard with batons. It wasn't until a strong electric current poured into my body that I fell to the side, followed by several heavy electric shocks, and finally I stopped moving.

All of this seems to be out of the control of my own consciousness. I seem to have changed into a different person. This person is manipulating my body, fighting with Huangmao and the others, and defeating them all. After the electric shock subsided, I regained my consciousness. The yellow hair was bleeding from seven orifices and lay motionless not far from me.Only then did I feel that I seemed a little scary. I didn't seem to be alone just now, but a wild beast full of wildness. Huang Mao died, I beat him to death, more and more prison guards ran in, I was tied up like a rice dumpling and thrown on the ground, the scene was messy, a prison guard touched Huang Mao's neck, yes The other guards shook their heads, meaning he was dead.The other inmates who were beaten up by me were escorted to the side by the prison guards to squat with their faces covered in blood, and they were also tied up with five flowers. A burst of joy rose in my heart!Huang Mao, that bastard, finally died under my fist. I didn't expect to kill a person. I'm in such a good mood!Although it is a bit scary, I think it is very enjoyable!Very relieved!It seemed that the anger that had been accumulated for a long time was vented all of a sudden because of Huang Mao's death!If I can move now, I still want to kill a few people with Huang Mao, and I even imagine that I will kill everyone here!Then I will be free! I am not human, I am Tai Sui!None of them are my kind!They are all filthy humans!I just killed a dirty human being with my Tai Sui identity!Thinking of this, I actually laughed triumphantly, hahahaha, this laughter echoed in this empty factory building, in stark contrast to the blood all over the floor. I was tied up like a zongzi and thrown into room 511. Everyone was shocked, but I never stopped laughing.I don't know why I killed someone, but the prison guards threw me to 511. They didn't interrogate me, didn't beat me up, they just tied me up and brought me back.I was covered in blood spots from my yellow-haired face, which might have made me look scary. Sun Qiang and the others didn't dare to approach me until the prison guard ordered a few times and closed the door, and I gradually stopped laughing wildly.They came close and put me on the bed. I gradually calmed down, looked around everyone, and let everyone's eyes show a look of fear.I said, "I killed Huangmao." Sun Qiang nodded and said, "Just now the prison guard told me that I can't untie you today." Fatty Wu is always the most positive about this kind of thing, squeezed in front of my face and said, "How could you kill him?" I said, "Use your fist!" Fatty Wu then asked: "If you beat Huangmao's gang by yourself, can you still beat him to death?" I say yes!" Lao Xie pulled Fatty Wu: "Fatty Wu, don't ask." I laughed twice: "Damn him! Everyone here deserves to die!" Lin Hu helped me up: "Baipi, you are fine now." I looked at Lin Hu and said, "I'm fine, I just feel happy, I'm fine now!" Sun Qiang roared: "Shut up the fuck! Baipi, you just lie down and lie down!" Everyone was quite obedient, and each retreated and sat by their own beds. The long legs didn't move, but suddenly shouted: "Mom, night trial!" The monkey jumped up in fright: "Longlegs, what are you yelling about!" Suantou also said leisurely: "What should come will always come, what should not come will never come." There was silence, and everyone's eyes fell on me. It was very late at night, and after the last lights-off signal sounded, the room quickly darkened, and a sliver of light came in from the window, icily shining in the center of the room. No one spoke anymore, but no one fell asleep, rolling on the bed, and everyone stared sideways at the door. The door was pitch black, and no light could penetrate it. I was tied against the wall, and I had completely calmed down. I was very tired, and my muscles started to ache, as if it was caused by a lot of force. I recalled the scene of beating Huang Mao to death. It should not be the usual me. If the anger went to my head and made me explode, but I don’t think so. That scene is so clear, every detail is so clear.I still remember Huangmao slowly swinging his fist towards my nose. I could even feel the wind pressure from the fist. When the fist was about to approach my nose, I easily turned my head and dodged it. , because the movement of Huangmao's punching is so slow, it seems that except for me, they are all in slow motion.Even the sound of their roaring is slow.After I got out of the way, I punched Huang Mao on the nose, Huang Mao's face slowly tilted up, and the saliva spewed out of his mouth slowly, and I punched Huang Mao's face continuously. Everything is so easy. Just like that, I knocked Huangmao and six people around me to the ground without any damage, and I have never felt better. When it was confirmed that Huang Mao was dead, I felt so relaxed and happy. I did shoot and kill people in combat, but I still felt uncomfortable, but this time killing people was like eating a piece of refreshing pastry. . As he was thinking about it, his mind gradually became blurred, as if he had fallen asleep, and everything in front of him gradually became real and illusory. At this time, the door of 511's room rang softly a few times, and slowly opened. A few white ghostly figures flashed in...