Chapter 316 Fear is enjoyable
The wheels of the trolley rotated "crunchingly", and the shaft was filled with black and red, spinning round and round, like the "meat filling" in a blender.
The next second, it was blocked and could not turn.
Lou Rui kicked the stalled wheel anxiously, and his boots were immediately covered with wet minced meat crumbs.
He tugged on his collar irritably, then spat hard in the direction of the trolley, swearing:
"The bastards in the death row did all the dirty work, but they didn't do anything about it. They let us do it. I'll fuck their motherfuckers."
Lou Rui's face is rough, and the anger and dissatisfaction accumulated over the years are hidden under the rough skin.
The eyebrows are thick and messy, like two handfuls of untrimmed weeds, and the eye sockets are unusually sunken, as if they are about to spit out flames at any time. The whole person's face gives people the feeling of being grumpy and arrogant.
He cursed a few times, and when he saw that the cart still didn't move, his face became darker and darker, and he kicked it a few times.
The hill-like pile of corpses on the trolley swayed and fell, and the top corpse hit the ground with a muffled "bang" sound. The twisted and hideous face of the dead man looked upward, revealing the prison guard's uniform in the death ward.
The cowardly prison guard who was following him couldn't stand it anymore, so he whispered:
"Is there a possibility that the colleagues in the death row don't want to let go, they just lie down?"
When Lou Rui heard this, the anger in his heart burned even more intensely. He raised the corners of his eyes suddenly, eyes widened, and said angrily:
"In the final analysis, aren't you just lazy?"
The cowardly prison guard remained silent and met Lou Rui's fierce gaze. He involuntarily shrank his neck, feeling that the pinch mark left on his neck was aching again.
He lowered his head and walked over, leaned over and pulled up the body on the ground inch by inch, and then laboriously moved it bit by bit to the trolley.
The dirty blood dripped along the corpse during the dragging process, gradually soaking his hair, but he did not say a word and just continued the heavy work silently.
Lou Rui didn't help, he just looked on and sneered, and kept urging:
"Hurry up, we are both dragging our feet. When can we get off work? I don't want to work overtime in prison tonight. The smell in the air is too strong."
Probably out of the desire to get off work early, Lou Rui finally stepped forward cursing and helped lift the body.
But the curse became more harsh: "A bunch of trash, they are so dead, they don't know how to lose weight before they die. It's really bad luck."
Suddenly, a trembling and hoarse voice intervened: "So, you must have lost weight in advance, right?"
Lou Rui immediately let go, and the body fell down again, taking the unresponsive prison guard to the ground.
The cowardly prison guard was pinned down by the corpse. He looked at the speaker with timid eyes. The face looked familiar, as if he was often called around by Lou Rui when he first came to the prison to report... Senior?
But later, for some unknown reason, he was transferred to another prison area, and he took his place. He remembered that this person was called... Guan Zhong? ! !
Lou Rui turned his head and looked aside. When he recognized the person, he habitually stretched out his hand to pinch the other person's neck, and at the same time raised a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth:
"It's you. Mother Cao Xen scared me, but you showed up just in time. I happen to have some work here that I need your help with. You shouldn't refuse me, right?"
The scene in front of him seemed to overlap with the nightmare in his memory. Guan Zhong's body instinctively froze in place, allowing the rough palm to strangle his throat again. Listening to his familiar voice that appeared again and again in nightmares, Guan Zhong's teeth trembled and his voice became more trembling: "Okay, I will help you."
Lou Rui was very satisfied with Guan Zhong's compliance. He gently released his palm, but he didn't realize that in the trembling voice, in addition to fear, there was also a trace of morbid excitement:
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"But, I have helped you so many times, can you do me a favor this time?"
Lou Rui was stunned on the spot, almost suspecting that his ears were hallucinating.
His voice rose a little unconsciously: "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again!"
Guan Zhong took a deep breath, then slowly raised his palm and pushed Lou Rui's palm away from his neck.
The moment the back of his hand touched, a clear layer of goosebumps appeared on Guan Zhong's arm, and his whole body couldn't help but shiver.
Guan Zhong will never forget the sharp pain that surged through his body when he pushed Lou Rui's hand away for the first time. He couldn't even make a begging sound because his throat was choked.
Of course, it was useless to scream. At that time, no one would pay attention to the faint cry for help coming from the corner, because it was part of this cold prison.
But today is different, he is not alone today, he has helpers.
The most important thing is that Feng Mu told him that now is his reward time.
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"In my bonus time, even reliving the fear feels extremely enjoyable."
Guan Zhong's legs trembled and the muscles in his buttocks tightened. His body actually felt a strange pleasure, as if he was holding back the sour feeling of release.
He bit his lips tightly until blood oozed from his lips, and then gently licked the taste of blood. His face showed an indescribable sick and strange look.
"I said, we now have evidence to suspect you and it is related to the riot in the death row this morning. Therefore, we would like to invite you to have a cup of tea with us. We hope you can cooperate with our investigation."
Lou Rui's eyes widened. Before his mind could digest the meaning of the other person's words, the anger in his heart had already erupted like a volcano.
He raised his foot and kicked Guan Zhong's abdomen violently.
The latter stood still without any dodge, and was kicked straight to the ground.
Feeling the pain in his lower abdomen and the coldness of the collision between his back and the ground, Guan Zhong lay on the ground and glanced sideways at the cowardly prison guard who was suppressed by the corpse.
Then, in the latter's disbelieving eyes, he grinned a little bit, and the grin got wider and wider. The muscles in the corners of his mouth were torn by the smile and blood overflowed. Guan Zhongzai laughed wildly.
The laughter was hearty, full of relief and ridicule, but when it penetrated Lou Rui's ears, it was like a ghost howling in the night wind, making his heart tighten inexplicably.
It seemed as if a gloomy chill rose from the soles of his feet and quickly spread to his back, making all the hairs stand on end.
Lou Rui's violent movements froze subconsciously. He looked down at Guan Zhong lying on the ground, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch: "You, are you... crazy?"
Guan Zhong looked at Lou Rui's frozen expression and suddenly smiled more cheerfully. His lips were dyed a moist red color with blood, which was really beautiful.
(End of chapter)