Chapter 214 If you are not united, I will help you unite
This night, Xiang Ergou found his lost self. His whole person seemed to have removed the shackles on his soul and returned to his true nature.
He slept deeply, like a carefree dog.
"Brother Dog?"
The confused call came into his ears. He slowly opened his heavy eyelids and saw a circle of heads surrounding his pillow. , all of them looked down at him condescendingly, with expressions of confusion on their faces.
He was horrified when he saw a pillow hit hard and cover his face tightly.
He struggled hurriedly, but felt that his arms, arms, belly, thighs, and ankles were all being held tightly by invisible hands.
If it had been when he first entered prison, he would have definitely had the strength to break free.
But now, everyone eats the same sticky goo every day, and they will starve to death if they are not full. The difference in strength mainly depends on the number of people.
Nine to one!
Xiang Ergou couldn't move, and his head covered in the pillow let out intermittent sobs.
"Who comes first?" The air was filled with tension, and a voice coldly broke the silence.
“I’ll do it!” The prisoner who was beaten the hardest by the guards in the morning laughed ferociously.
I saw that he was holding a sharp toothbrush in his hand, and then raised his arm high, fell vertically, and stabbed Xiang Ergou's rapidly rising chest.
Chi!
The hot blood splashed out, spraying on the ferocious faces, and also on the arms with protruding veins.
“Next!”
The toothbrush rotated from left to right like a drum.
Some people stabbed hard, and some stabbed lightly, but under the eyes of everyone who was killing people, no one dared to let the game of "beating the drum and passing the flowers" stop in their hands.
Soon, Xiang Ergou's chest returned to flatness. Nine blood holes of different depths surrounded his chest, and gurgling black blood surged up along the holes.
I'm afraid Xiang Ergou won't have time to understand before he dies. He has already surrendered and become a dog, so why he died so miserably.
The reason is simple. He realized that wolves will be beaten to death by humans, but he forgot that dogs will be bitten to death by wolves.
"Whoever pays the money first will die, he is an example." The cold voice moved the pillow, revealing the twisted face of extreme horror below.
One by one, their blood-stained hands loosened and retracted into their sleeves, and they looked at each other a little, their eyes showing strong vigilance and caution.
“Sleep!”
On the long bunk bed, Xiang Ergou's body was still bleeding, and the other prisoners had quietly gotten back into their beds, one next to the other with their eyes half-open and half-closed.
There are nine prisoners in a common bunk. They are not only murder accomplices who hug each other for warmth, but also each other's most common bedfellows. Each hand hidden under the pillow is tightly holding a toothbrush.
On this quiet night, similar scenes were quietly played out in the dark cells, as if fate had assigned the same script to all the prisoners.
Outside the corridor, the "pores" of the surveillance probe seemed to tremble slightly, and then shrank silently.
A tiny needle slipped from the hidden part of the probe, was pulled by an almost transparent silk thread, and flew back to Chen Ya's cuff lightly.
He clung to the cold wall, walking at a pace that was both fast and leisurely, like an invisible shadow or another invisible prison guard on night duty, silently patrolling and observing the cells. .
Most of the time, his footsteps never stopped, but occasionally, he would suddenly stop and walk into a certain cell. This is a helpless move. There are always some cells that cannot be well united due to various complex factors.
But it doesn't matter, he can help unite them in their sleep.
Chen Ya walked in quietly, just as he left quietly, waving his sleeves and taking away only a few hypnotic silver needles, leaving behind a corpse lying quietly on the bed, silently flowing with the juice of life.
This corpse was no different from the other fallen figures in the cell. The only difference was that there were not so many holes in the chest, only a toothbrush stuck straight up and a hole.
But the difference between nine roots and one root is actually not that big, because when the living prisoners wake up from their dreams, the way they look at each other is no different from the way they all moved together. .
Chen Ya likes tonight’s work very much and is also very good at it.
How to say it~
The background of destiny is unity. Because of this, people who are born out of destiny are also very willing and know how to help. How can those who are scattered together unite and bring each other together? Their fates are closely tied together.
After going around in a circle easily, Chen Ya even stopped by to exchange feelings with his team members before returning to his cell with satisfaction.
He is now very satisfied with activating his squad online.
After all, in the past, the tasks given to them every time they were activated were simply to kill, kill, kill. Over time, they felt more and more like the villains slandered by the Upper City Council.
No way, the mission given by Feng Mu, although it is also killing and killing, but the starting point is noble, it is to help others do good, and to help the majority of people unite, it is very positive energy, which makes him determined again I am a romantic and idealistic pioneer.
With a pull of his hand, several bloody silver needles flew out from the heads of the inmates and went back into Chen Ya's sleeves.
Wang Jiao woke up from his dream, twisted his stiff neck, and looked at Chen Ya who was washing her hands in front of the sink.
"Prison leader, are you still awake?" Wang Jiao asked casually.
"Oh, there is some dirt on your hands. Wash them off before going to bed." Chen Ya shook off the water stains on her hands and wiped them with a towel hanging nearby.
Wang Jiao said "Oh", hesitatingly lowered his voice and said: "Are we really going to do it tomorrow?"
Chen Ya looked at Wang Jiao calmly: "You have Any other ideas?”
Wang Jiao sighed: "I just think Prison Guard Feng is really good. Look at how the other cells have been forced by the guards in the past two days, but Prison Guard Feng has never touched us or forced us to surrender." money.”
Wang Jiao said worriedly: "If prison guard Feng is really killed and replaced by another prison guard, we will all suffer in the future."
Chen Ya looked deeply He glanced at Wang Jiao and made As the cell leader, he has the responsibility and obligation to help the confused and hesitant inmates find the direction of life, so he said from the bottom of his heart:
"The future is very far away. You must first stand firm and live. We can only think about it after tomorrow."
Wang Jiao's face turned serious, and he nodded with great admiration: "Prison leader, you are so big-hearted, do you never hesitate?"< br>
Chen Ya replied matter-of-factly:
“I never hesitate, because my position is firm from beginning to end. You should also learn from me and firmly implement your position. In this way, no matter what happens tomorrow , it’s all your own destiny. You won’t blame others, but face it calmly without any regrets. "Yes."
Wang Jiao felt that what Chen Ya said made sense, and he nodded with understanding: "Prison head, you are right, I understand."
Time. Like a black hand that controls everything, it silently and irresistibly transfers everyone's time to April 25th.
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(End of this chapter)