Chapter 147: I'm Different From You Trash (Part 1)

"Okay, the game is here." Seeing that there was no suspense, the former jailer shrugged his shoulders, threw two pieces of cheap brown bread into the cage, and said to Du Di'an: "Eat it, little guy."

Du Di'an breathed a sigh of relief and was about to pick it up.

The fat middle-aged man suddenly roared and rushed over where he was speaking, stroking the ground, picking up two pieces of bread and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Shut up, bastard!" The young jailer suddenly got angry and shouted.

The obese middle-aged man ignored it and tried his best to stuff it into his mouth.

"Fat pig, you're courting death!" One of the jailers was provoked, took out the key, opened the cage, pulled out the torture stick from the cart, and beat the obese middle-aged man on the back and head, ignoring where it was fatal. At the place, he twitched furiously.

The fat middle-aged man was in pain, screamed a few times, threw away the smashed black bread, and shrank back desperately.

"Let you eat, let you eat!" The two jailers whipped angrily with their torture sticks and kicked the fat middle-aged man's face and chest. Seeing them beating the fat middle-aged people, the few people next to them were silent, retreating again and again, not daring to approach at all. In this prison, the jailer is the highest existence, who controls their life and death, and can make their life worse than death.

Under the continuous beating of the two prison guards, the fat middle-aged man screamed in pain, "Don't dare, don't dare, spare your life, my lord..."

The two guards didn't care, after a while of punching and kicking, they saw the fat middle-aged man dying in a pool of blood, so they stopped, spat two mouthfuls of saliva on his face, and turned to leave the cell.

Du Di'an looked at the bread that was smashed by the fat middle-aged man on the ground. He wanted to talk to the two of them, but after hesitating, he didn't say anything. He silently picked up the gnawed and smashed bread on the ground, little by little. ate.

In the detention center, he hadn't eaten for six or seven days, and he was exhausted from hunger for a long time. At this moment, even the bark of the tree could be gnawed - if there was any.

The two jailers pushed the cart and continued to distribute food to the people in the other cells behind. After leaving, the two pushed the empty cart to leave, laughing as they walked, chatting about the food they were going to order in the cafeteria.

People in the surrounding cages gulped when they heard the words "roasted chicken", "steak", "foie gras" and so on.

Everything seemed to be at peace again.

The people in each cell ate the bread they grabbed as quickly as possible, and then chatted with each other feebly.

Talk about women, talk about the scenery outside, talk about your past scenery.

After Du Di'an finished eating the bread silently, he felt that the burning hunger in his stomach had calmed down a little, and his body had regained some strength. Although these two thin pieces of bread were not enough to fill his stomach at all, he was hungry for so many days. Too much hurts the stomach, and two pieces of bread are just enough for him to digest.

Leaning on the cage, Du Dian rested with his eyes half closed and recovered his strength.

Several other people looked at Du Di'an cautiously, and then looked at the fat middle-aged man who fell in a pool of blood and groaned from time to time. When in prison, they will enjoy the treatment here.

The only difference is that they are used to it. The steel nails have grown in the flesh. As long as they avoid strenuous activities, they will not feel the sting of the steel nails. This is another reason why it is difficult for them to besiege the scarred Du Dian.

"Little guy, what did you do in the past, tell everyone." At this moment, a voice came from another cage.

Someone in the other cages immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, join our happy little family, you haven't reported your home."

Du Dian slowly opened his eyes, glanced at these people indifferently, and said, "I'm not the same as you garbage, I don't commit a crime."

Hearing his words, there was a burst of laughter from the other cages.

"Little guy, don't you want to say that you were wronged?"

"Haha, everyone who just came in is complaining just like you,

But in the end, they will be very happy to integrate into this small family. "

"Let me ask, who is not wronged, come and raise your hand."

As soon as these words came out, the other cages responded immediately.

Du Dian frowned slightly, said nothing, and closed his eyes.

A few people in the back approached cautiously, and when Du Dian opened his eyes and stared at them, one of them hurriedly smiled and said, "I didn't mean to offend you, just to see that there are still some debris here." After that, he tentatively reached out to pick it up Picking up a piece of bread crumbs on the ground, seeing that Du Dian didn't respond, he slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

When Du Dian saw this scene, he suddenly realized that he was wasting a bit, but he didn't say anything, half closed his eyes and rested quietly.

In the evening, the two jailers pushed their carts over again. As soon as they entered the corridor, one of them said loudly, "I'll give you a bonus today, there's a steak, who wants it?"

Hearing his words, the cells that had been quiet suddenly burst into an uproar.

"I!"

"I want!"

"Give it to me, my lord!"

Seeing such a warm response, the jailer was very satisfied, raised his hand and lowered it slightly, and said, "Just one serving of steak, there are so many people who want it, do it according to the old rules, do you know how to do it?"

Hearing this, the reactions in each cell suddenly went out.

Du Dian leaned on the cage and watched silently.

I saw one person in two of the cages: "I want it."

The two guards glanced at each other and said somewhat dissatisfied: "It seems that you are all very full, is it just the two of you?" After speaking, seeing that there was still no response in the various cages, he snorted coldly and said: " Then grab it."

After speaking, open the locks of these two cages.

One person stepped out of the two cages, and one of them was the "Black Scar" young man who had previously said he wanted Du Dian.

"Black Scar, don't rob me!" A blond-haired young man stepped out of the other cell and said gloomily.

Black Scar sneered and said, "Everyone depends on their ability!" After speaking, he took the lead.

Du Di'an watched silently. A few minutes later, the two of them decided the winner. The winner was Black Scar. He was punched in the face, a little red and swollen, and panted and said, "Sir, I won."

"I know." The jailer handed out the steak.

When Black Scar reached out to pick it up, he let go of it in advance, and the steak fell to the ground. There were several rows of bite marks on the steak, which was obviously a leftover.

The jailer spit, and said with disgust: "The fight is getting worse and worse, and I still want to eat steak. Do you think I don't know, and I'm acting on purpose?"

Black Scar's face changed slightly, and he forced a smile: "How dare you, I wish the adults would drag him out and peel him off."

The jailer sneered and said, "That's what you want."

Black Scar's eyelids twitched slightly, but his expression remained the same.

The blond youth who was knocked to the ground in the back roared at Black Scar: "Damn beast, I curse you to die!"

The jailer waited for Black Scar to pick up the steak, then locked him in the cage, and then continued to push the cart to distribute bread to other cages behind. .

When the sound of the door above the corridor being locked came, the heavy air on the cells on both sides of the corridor was immediately relieved.

"These two goddamn beasts!"

"Unfortunate old gold."

Indignation and sighs erupted from the various cages.

Du Di'an picked up the four pieces of bread thrown at the door of the cage, looked back at the hungry eyes of a few people in the shadows behind, and said coldly, "Who wants to come over and grab it?"

Several people saw Du Dian's coherent movements when he picked up the bread, and they dared to grab food with him, and quickly shook their heads.

One of them flattered: "You will be our boss from now on. If you have any orders, just say it, and we will follow you."

Du Di'an has already sensed the rules of survival in this prison. He didn't say anything. He broke the bread and slowly ate it. After eating two pieces at a time, he stuffed the remaining two pieces into his arms and prepared to eat them in the middle of the night.

Several people looked greedy, but did not dare to step forward to snatch it, so they could only constantly please Du Dian.

Du Di'an was indifferent, he had understood that no rhetoric was as important as his own strength.

At this time, Du Di'an noticed that the young man named 'Black Scar' in the cage next to him did not eat the steak, but hid it in his arms, and couldn't help but flash a longing light in his eyes.

Black Scar noticed Du Dian's eyes and smiled: "Little guy, everyone here calls me Black Scar, what's your name?"

"Dian." Du Dian replied, the previous words of this person to save him made him have no bad feelings about him, but he couldn't talk about good feelings.

Black Scar nodded and smiled: "Are you a hunter before, or a knight of judgment? Shouldn't it be a knight of light?"

Du Dian frowned slightly and did not answer.

Black Scar also seemed to realize that this involved some privacy, smiled, and said nothing.

Du Di'an asked, "Why don't you eat?"

Black Scar knew what Du Dian was referring to, sighed, and said, "Lao Jin suffered this time, this is for him."

Du Di'an knew that "Lao Jin" was the blond young man who was dragged out, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "Are you acting?"

Black Scar glanced at him, thought about it, then nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, these bastards occasionally give us something good, but every time they want to see us kill each other, so we both It's all set, just do it for a while, you don't have to work so hard every time, after all, the injury is really worthless compared to this."

"Originally, this time it belongs to me, but these two scumbags hurt Lao Jin, so we should compensate him."

Du Dian glanced at the other cells and said, "Do others agree?"

Black Scar nodded slightly and said, "If no one fights, these two chop suey will deduct all of our food, so it must be played."

Du Dian fell silent when he heard his words.

More than an hour later, the blond young man was dragged back by the two jailers. His whole body was dripping with blood, and he was dying. He was thrown into the cage where he belonged, and lay on the ground without moving for a long time.

After the two jailers left, Hei Scar shouted "Old Jin" twice. Seeing his reaction, he threw the steak he kept and said, "I keep it for you, eat it, I will hurt you today. ."

The blond-haired young man got up with the help of a few people behind, turned around, and said with difficulty: "It's nothing, one day I will pierce these **** black scars, sighed, and shook my head.

In a blink of an eye, in the second half of the night, Du Dian ate the remaining two pieces of bread, then closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Not long after he fell asleep, he suddenly felt a very soft voice touch him, opened his eyes immediately, and saw one of those people, a thin young man tiptoeing over.

Seeing Du Di'an suddenly opening his eyes, the thin young man was startled. He didn't expect that such a small movement would alarm Du Di'an, he hurriedly waved his hand to explain, and apologized again and again.

Du Dian didn't say anything, and closed his eyes again.

The people who had already slept in the other cells were awakened by this man, looked up and saw what was going on, and fell back to sleep.

the next day.

Du Dian felt that the pain on his body had eased a lot, the wound had already been scarred, and the steel nail at the shoulder blade was still aching, it seemed to be inflamed, and the wound was slightly festering.

However, there were no knives and first aid around, so he could only spit on it, to a very slight extent.

The prison has two meals a day, noon and evening.

Three pieces of bread were thrown at noon. Du Di'an didn't monopolize it this time. He ate two pieces himself, and threw the remaining piece to those people. After all, the dog would jump off the wall in a hurry. Wound.

Although it was just a piece of bread, those people did not fight for it, but each gave a small piece.

When Du Di'an saw this, he also understood that although no one here is trustworthy, at least a tacit understanding has been established with each other. Only such a tacit understanding can make them survive.

Like Black Scar and Old Gold.

Just like everyone else in prison.

And the result of breaking the tacit understanding is that someone must die, just like an obese middle-aged person.

Under Du Di'an's eye gouging and the beating of the jailer, the fat middle-aged man has disappeared, and his body is seriously injured. There is no nursing and no treatment here. The injury means that his status will drop rapidly, unless it is like Du Di'an, even if he is injured , but also to restrain others.

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