Chapter 4 fourth quarter

Xiao Maozi and Brother Ha, who had been beaten black and blue, were lying in a corner of the cell, panting. A beam of sunlight penetrated through the thin iron lattice window, and countless dust particles floated in that beam.Xiao Maozi barely opened his swollen eyelids, looking at the slowly dancing dust. ——Haha... My life is like a speck of dust here... There were many footsteps in the corridor outside.As soon as Ha Ge heard it, his body shrank into a ball.He dreaded another round of torture. "Damn..." Xiao Maozi cursed weakly. "If you have the guts, kill me quickly...don't torture the hero..."

The sound of the cell door being unlocked. "Get out!" One of the guards said with a smile, playing with the red lacquered stick in his hand. "It's time to make up enough." Two other guards entered, grabbed Xiao Maozi and Brother Ha by their hair, and pulled them out of the cell.The two of them had only the strength left to stand upright, and they were completely unable to resist. Like two lambs, they were dragged and pushed by the guards through the dark corridor to a large stone room outside. There were also three or four guards there, surrounding today's third death row prisoner.The prisoner, who was naked from the upper body, was already tied up with a thick rope and knelt on the ground.However, when he was kneeling, he was almost as tall as the people standing around him.

Seeing the fellow prisoner, Xiao Maozi seemed to have suddenly forgotten the physical pain at the moment and the fate that was about to come, and suddenly laughed, and the laughter echoed in the stone room. Kneeling Dahei looked at Xiao Maozi quietly, without any expression.He was not tortured, and probably did not resist. "Haha...it's you?...haha..." Xiao Maozi couldn't stop laughing. "Fuck you, what are you arguing about?" A guard slapped Xiao Maozi twice before he stopped laughing. "Ah? So we knew each other? Is it really an accomplice?" The other guards laughed. "Have you ever sworn vows, saying 'die in the same year, same month, same day'?"

Xiao Maozi and Brother Ha were pressed to kneel on the ground, and they also started to be tied up like Dahei.The guards had already prepared wooden signs with strings for them, and hung the signs of "Zhie Mao" and "Zie Ha" on their necks. "What about you?" The guard held the third wooden sign and a brush in the other hand, and asked Dahei, "What's your name?" "no name." "Why doesn't it have a name?" the officer called strangely.But for some reason, neither he nor his colleagues wanted to provoke this strange man.After thinking about it, he randomly wrote "Thief Hu" on the sign and hung it around Dahei's neck.

Brother Ha's body began to tremble, and he asked in a begging voice: "Boys... Shouldn't you...have a good meal before?..." "If you want to eat, come back and ask us for it after you become a ghost!" Another round of ridicule. Dahei still looked at Xiao Maozi.There was pity in his eyes, as if he himself was a bystander. "I told you that time, you're going to die." When he said that, he pulled the corner of his mouth towards Xiao Maozi, that was a helpless smile. "Yes..." Xiao Maozi replied disdainfully. "Maybe you are a god... I remember you also said that when I die, I will meet a man...someone with a sickle on his head. What about him? Where is it?"

"right here." At this time, the front door of the stone chamber opened.A big man with a thick upper body and a cloth scarf around his neck walked in.The guards all greeted him and called him "Sun Er". Sun Er's cold face carried a lingering gloom, and his skin was bluish white.He looked at the three prisoners on death row, stretched out his hand and twisted their heads and faces, just like picking pigs for slaughter in a market. Sun Er squeezed the bones of Dahei's shoulder and neck. "This one is more difficult, so hard." He decided in his heart that this was the first one, when the knife was at its sharpest.The other two may suffer a little from this.

He pinched Dahei's long and thick hair again. "That's not okay. It's in the way of the knife." The guard also plucked at the lock of hair and weighed it.Usually the hair is tied in a knot on the top of the head.But this one is too thick and thick, and it takes a lot of work to tie it together. "Shave him." The guard first brought a pair of large scissors and cut the hair on the back of Dahei short; then he used a razor to roughly shave the top of Dahei's scalp—of course not shaving very carefully, and the Dahei's scalp appeared one after another bloodstains, but he did not move his eyebrows.

"Ah... what is this?..." The shaved guard pointed at Dahei's forehead that was originally covered by long hair. There is a black dot in the center of the forehead.Hard and dull, not like a mole.Surrounded by granulation, it is shaped like a sickle. Xiao Maozi also saw it.He stared at it for a moment, then laughed uncontrollably again.This time even the slap of the guard couldn't stop the laughter.Xiao Maozi's cheeks became more swollen.While weeping painful tears, he continued to laugh wantonly.