Chapter 188 The price of fate, angel or Satan?
The surveillance camera in the corridor accurately captured this scene.
Tian Tao, who was watching behind the camera, lost his sleepiness and was made to laugh by Feng Mu's shocking words. The other prison guards in the monitoring room also laughed from ear to ear.
“I originally thought that Li Bashan was a reckless man with a brain full of muscles, but I didn’t expect that this new prison guard also had a brain full of gunk.”
“ As expected of a fellow disciple, he What's the name of our sect? I passed by it when I went to Martial Arts Street. Oh, I remembered it. It's called [Douqiong Martial Arts School]. It's at the end of the street. The decoration is nondescript. It looks like the most miserable martial arts school on that street. Museum.”
"Probably Li Bashan is so good at eating that he brought down the martial arts gym..."
"Hey, it's really pitiful for the master and master of this gym. All the apprentices he accepts are all brainless. It's not normal. This martial arts hall isn't full of lunatics or fools. "
"Don't insult madmen or fools, madmen and fools would not dream of becoming prison wardens, hahahaha——"
The unbridled laughter echoed in the control room , seems to be tearing off the roof.
In the corridor, the conversation continues.
Wang Cong gently rubbed his sore eyes and asked with deep fatigue and confusion:
"Feng Mu, don't you feel angry? If these prisoners hadn't been dishonest at night, we would have You won’t be so tired if you work the night shift.”
When Feng Mu heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked at Wang Cong seriously. As a true friend, he knew that he had the responsibility to correct Wang Cong’s mistakes. Thought.
The smile on his face faded and he said seriously: "You have the wrong idea. It is not the prisoners who keep us awake, but the people who arrange for us to be on night shift. Therefore, we should not put this You bring this kind of emotion to work, and you shouldn't transfer this anger to others."
Wang Cong's eyes widened. It's not that he didn't understand the truth, he just subconsciously ignored the cause and effect.
Unpredictably, Feng Mu's words hit home. Wang Cong's heart suddenly shrank. He glanced nervously at the faintly flashing red light surveillance probe in the corridor, and felt a chill in his heart.
He grabbed Feng Mu's arm eagerly. In a panic, the doubts and uneasiness in his heart surged out like a tide: "Feng Mu, have you angered our division chief? Isn't it just a little careless? Don’t you feel scared?”
Feng Mu did not rush to answer Wang Cong’s doubts, but asked with his usual calmness: “Why should I feel scared?”
Wang Cong's voice became even deeper, almost whispering: "Like me, being excluded and suppressed, doing heavy menial work in prison, every day is like struggling in a nightmare, you are not afraid Will he end up with the same fate as me?"
Feng Mu stopped and stared at Wang Cong closely, as if he wanted to penetrate into his heart.
His voice was low and firm: "Whether it is you or me, we have not made any mistakes. We have no reason to be bullied and no reason to be afraid. The ones who should really be afraid are those who bully others."
< br>Wang Cong froze on the spot, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes: "Huh?"
Feng Mu gently straightened the wrinkles on Wang Cong's collar, his voice was gentle and powerful, as if he could The most profound fluctuation that soothes people’s hearts:
“I don’t know Why are you isolated and bullied by them, but I guess it is because you have different characteristics from them, which makes you a thorn in their side. So, have you ever thought that your existence itself is a problem. In challenging them, the more they If they join forces to bully you, it proves that they also have hidden fear of you."
Wang Cong's eyes were still confused. He didn't seem to fully understand Feng Mu's words, but there was a longing deep in his heart. Feng Mu could say more.
Whether it was deception or encouragement, Wang Cong had been bullied for too long. He was in urgent need of a bit of spiritual comfort and recognition, even if it was just a trivial warmth.
Feng Mu did not avoid the surveillance of the camera. His words were full of seriousness and determination:
“Those who bully the weak, no matter how strong they look, are always just cowards in their hearts. , a spiritual dwarf and those who are alone. Those who stand up and bully may not be truly weak. Perhaps, with a suitable opportunity, those hurt hearts will give birth to a tenacious and indomitable giant.”
Wang Cong was breathing rapidly, and his bloodshot eyes were trembling violently.
Feng Mu did not expect that just a few words would inspire Wang Cong's courage to resist. This was unrealistic. After all, Dark Glory was not filmed in a day.
As he said himself, Wang Cong still needs an opportunity, but an opportunity alone is not enough. He also needs to sow a seed in his heart in advance. Feng Mu said quietly: "Wang Cong, do you think you are a dwarf?"
Wang Cong's lips trembled slightly and he tried to speak several times, but he swallowed the words hard. Went back.
Reason and fear are like two invisible chains, tightly binding him. His eyes were complicated and deep, and he could only stare at Feng Mu without saying a word.
Feng Mu knew that today's heat was almost over, he smiled and said: "The bloodshot eyes in your eyes are too scary. Go and sleep for a while. It's not long before dawn. I will be alone for the rest of the time. Just value it.”
After Wang Cong hesitated for a moment, he finally nodded slowly and dragged his tired body back to the dormitory.
As soon as his body touched the bed, he fell down involuntarily, pulled the quilt and covered his head.
Although his body was extremely exhausted, his brain was extremely excited. He tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.
"Am I a dwarf?" This question echoed repeatedly in his mind. "Giant? Ha--, there is no giant in my heart, only a dwarf stuck in the quagmire. Ha-- ha-- ha--, I am that dwarf, I just want to climb out of this quagmire as quickly as possible..."
Wang Cong buried his head deeply in the quilt, his face turned red from suppressing it. He tried to roar wildly, but in the end he did not dare to let his voice penetrate the cover of the quilt.
At this time, Feng Mu did not know that Wang Cong approaching him was a script arranged by Chang Wei. He is not an omniscient and omnipotent God, and even if he knew all this, he might not take it to heart.
Because none of this is important. What is important is that everyone's destiny has already been marked with a price. And when God finally lowered the auction hammer, Satan must have given the most fair price.
As for who is Satan in this prison, it depends on who is the most angel-like.
Boom——
The door of the dormitory was slammed open, and the captain Tian Tao, who was as strong as a calf, walked in with a sullen face. He quickly walked to the bed and roughly lifted the quilt. As if trying to catch a panicked chicken, he grabbed Wang Cong by the collar.
Wang Cong was frightened by the sudden attack and sat up quickly. His face was as pale as paper, and his heart was beating fast, as if it was about to pop out of his throat.
"I am a dwarf, ha, tell me, am I a dwarf?" Tian Tao's eyes widened, and he roared as if he wanted to eat someone.
Wang Cong's throat was strangled tightly, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe. He struggled and stammered, "No, no, no, captain, you are not a dwarf."
< br>Tian Tao loosened his hand slightly and looked down at Wang Cong, who was cowering on the bed, like a giant looking down at a dwarf.
His voice was still fierce, with a hint of ferocity: "Then tell me, who is the dwarf?"
Wang Cong gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his throat, and answered with difficulty: "I, it's me, I'm the dwarf."
Tian Tao's face turned slightly, he grinned, and breathed out the smelly breath Wang Cong's face said:
"Remember, you are just a dwarf, don't have any extra thoughts, you can't become a giant, but you can grow taller, do you know how to grow taller?"
The content of Chang Wei's conversation with him flashed through Wang Cong's mind. He lowered his voice and replied: "I can be lifted up by stepping on the corpses of other dwarfs."
Tian Tao spoke loudly. Smile, as if he heard the most satisfactory answer: "As long as you understand. Remember, I will keep an eye on Feng Mu, and I will keep an eye on you. Now, get up immediately and go to the night shift."
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Tian Tao continued to curse: "Mother Cao Xie, you will come back after Feng Mu asked you to come back to rest? Did you get my consent? Do you listen to him or mine?"
Wang Cong got out of bed in a hurry and dressed randomly. Put on your shoes and rush out of the dormitory as if you were running away.
Feng Mu saw Wang Cong running to him panting, and he frowned slightly, seeming to read something from Wang Cong's panic.
But he didn't ask any more questions. He just silently stretched out his hand and gently smoothed out the wrinkles on the latter's collar.
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(End of this chapter)