Chapter 144: Small Games

After a while, the obese middle-aged man next to him clutching his leg injury reacted and cursed angrily: "Trash, come on, beat him up and see how he fights back!"

"Boss." The figure, clutching his stomach, hesitated, and said, "This brat is too strong, he doesn't look like an ordinary commoner. Why don't you starve him for a few days, and then let him be abolished when he loses strength?"

The fat middle-aged man rolled his eyes and cursed angrily: "Trash, trash!" Although he scolded, he didn't force a few people to besiege Du Di'an. The latter's resistance just now really shocked him. Generally, people who have just been pierced by steel nails, no matter how rebellious they were before, will become like a dead dog and have no ability to resist, but this kid is very strange. He had no strength to stand up on the ground before. As a result, they resisted later, but they were more crazy and fierce than others.

Moreover, he has also experienced Du Dian's strength, and he can't help thinking, if it is not pierced with steel nails, it is estimated that he may not be the opponent of this kid in a head-to-head fight.

"Don't let him take his breath away, this kid used to be a hunter or a knight." Although the fat middle-aged man was full of flesh, his mind was very sharp, and he said coldly: "Give me 24 hours to take turns to attack, Don't let him close his eyes, I don't believe that I can't break him, and a newcomer still wants to make waves, bah!"

"Fat pig, stop!" A voice came from a cell next to him, and a burly young man said in a low voice: "This kid has good potential, I want it."

The fat middle-aged man's face sank, and said, "Black Scar, it's not that I don't give you face, I have already offended this kid, if I make his life better in the future, there will be no better life for me, and I must abolish him! "

"I promise you, he will not provoke you in the future." The burly young man frowned.

The fat middle-aged man sneered and said, "When he is healed, and seek revenge from me, you may not be able to hold it back. There is no need to discuss this matter, and you don't need to talk about it. I don't want to turn your back on you."

The burly young man looked gloomy, gave him a deep look, and said nothing.

"Why are you still standing there, Lao Tzu said, don't give him time to breathe!" The fat middle-aged man turned his head and shouted angrily.

These people were a little hesitant, but they still stepped forward and attacked, intimidating Du Di'an and making him tense.

Du Di'an gasped, looking at several figures that were shaking in front of him, the previous torture on the torture rack, and the large amount of blood loss on his body, which made his eyes blurred, raised his hand to make an attacking stance, and recovered his physical strength at the same time.

Among these people, a thin young man was more clever, seeing that Du Dian was just a futile empty frame, and kicked it out in a series of deliberately fake pounces.

Du Dian was caught off guard, was kicked in the arm and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the other people became more courageous and kept feinting, occasionally attacking suddenly during the feint.

Soon, Du Dijian was bruised and bruised.

The thin young man feigned back and forth several times, and shot again in vain, kicking Du Di'an's neck.

Du Dian, who had already given up resistance, raised his arm in vain, hugged his feet tightly, with a grim face, raised his other arm and smashed his knee hard.

With a click, the sound of broken bones sounded, and at the same time, the thin young man screamed like a pig, howling in pain.

Seeing this, several other people hurried forward and kicked Du Di'an, forcing Du Di'an to let go.

Du Dian didn't hold back, let go of his hand, leaned on the cage behind him and gasped, only to feel that the pain at the shoulder blades on both sides made his nerves twitch, but compared to before, he was barely able to bear it, just like the human body's instinct , gradually adapting.

"Ah, ah, ah..." The thin young man stepped back with the help of the others, sat on the grass mat on the ground, and cried out in pain. The leg he kicked out protruded in the opposite direction, and inside The blood vessels and nerves were apparently damaged.

The fat middle-aged man's face changed, and he looked at Du Di'an coldly, and said coldly: "Good boy, tenacious enough."

Du Di'an stared at him, without speaking.

Several other people immediately helped the thin young man deal with the leg injury,

Adjusting the bones, no one came to pay attention to Du Dian for a while.

When the people in the other cells saw it, they knew that the entertainment program was over, and it became a little boring.

"Really boring."

"The fat pig is so rubbish, a kid can't handle it."

"Fat pig, if you don't kill this kid, you will be the one who will die."

"He came to our Thorns Flower Prison at a young age, he is definitely an evil embryo."

Hearing the words in the other cells, the fat middle-aged man had a gloomy face. He didn't expect this new kid to be so troublesome, but he didn't rush to take action, but continued to wait.

A few hours later, the two jailers opened the door, put a wooden board on the stairs, rolled down the board with a cart, and pushed it into the corridor. One of the young guards shouted, "Trash, eat."

The chatter and laughter in each cell suddenly quieted down.

Another young jailer picked up the supposed food and threw it into various cages, all of which were pieces of dark bread.

"Sir, we seem to have one less here." Someone in one of the cages said.

The two jailers who picked up the brown bread and discarded it at random heard the words, and one of them bent over and said, "Less one, right? Give me the one in your hand."

The man seemed to realize something, shook his head and said, "A lot."

"Let you give it to me, do you hear it, stupid pig!" The jailer roared in vain.

The man's face was ugly, but he still handed him the bread in his hand.

The jailer picked up the bread, spit two mouthfuls of saliva on it, threw it on the ground outside the cage, raised his toes and stepped on it, twisting back and forth, stomping on the bread flat, and sneering: "Trash, if you want to eat it, pick it up. Let's go." After speaking, he returned to the cart and continued to distribute brown bread to the other cages in the corridor.

After a while, the cart came to the cage where Du Di'an was.

One of the five prisoners who happened to punish Du Di'an saw Du Di'an leaning on the cage, and he couldn't help laughing: "Little devil, are you still used to living here, does this fat pig make you feel good? ?" The tone was relaxed, as if greeting an old acquaintance.

Du Dian lowered his head and said nothing.

Another young jailer next to him looked at Du Dian and said with a smile: "I heard that there is a new kid who came here today. He beat a jailer into a disabled man and couldn't go to work. Could it be this little guy?"

The former jailer youth smiled and said, "Yeah, I also blame that unlucky Rolls for being so stupid, he didn't know how to put the nails first and then the punishment, haha, now he's going to lie in the hospital bed for half a year, and his wife is going to be lonely. ."

Another young jailer laughed when he heard the words.

The former jailer youth suddenly rolled his eyes, turned his head and said loudly, "Do you want to watch a performance?"

"Performance?" The other people in the cage were eating brown bread, and when they heard this, they raised their heads, and someone immediately took the lead and shouted: "Think!"

"think!"

The other prisoners were not far behind and responded quickly.

The young jailer listened to all the responses in the cage, and his face showed joyful enjoyment. This feeling of responding to all calls made him particularly useful. He took out two pieces of black bread from the cart and said to Du Di'an's cage: "Playing Let's play a little game, fat pig, you play with this kid, whoever wins will have something to eat, and if you lose, you can eat dirt tonight and tomorrow." (To be continued). If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at the starting point (), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read. )