Lord from hell!

Feng Tao is dead.

The cause of death was a punctured lung, resulting in excessive blood loss and respiratory failure.

It was buried in the hills on the south side of the island, facing the sea. There was no tombstone erected, but a pit was dug to bury the body hastily, and a stone was placed on it as a mark.He is not the only one who is buried here. All prisoners who died in prison will be carried to the hills for burial. To put it bluntly, this is a mass grave.

Feng Tao's death shocked everyone so much that the atmosphere in the prison was a bit depressed.

Even Du Jiu himself had an indescribable feeling.

He thought that he would be the one who died. Even if he was lucky enough to win the duel, he would be either dead or maimed, but the price he paid was a broken right hand and a stab in his thigh. You can start walking on the ground.Therefore, based on the analysis of his physical condition, Feng Tao was still merciful. At least the other party had many chances to kill him, which made Du Jiu very upset.

It felt like he was trying his best, and the other party was just teasing him to play, and when he got tired of playing, he would give him the victory.

Feng Tao, Du Jiu said the name silently, with a bit of gnashing of teeth.

The hero meeting was over, but there was another wave of ups and downs. He had just changed his medicine from the infirmary when he bumped into someone head-on.

Du Jiu's leg injury was still not healed, and one arm was hung around his neck by a bandage. He subconsciously turned sideways and supported the wall.However, the person who bumped him seemed to be a bad person, so he raised his leg and kicked him, aiming at his arm. Du Jiu avoided the vital point, and suffered the kick on his shoulder.It happened so suddenly that he sat down in the corridor, looking warily at the man who attacked him.

This person, Du Jiu, not only knew him, but had fought against him before. He was Feng Tao's little lover.

The long-haired man didn't say anything. After retracting his foot, he reached out to grab his throat with a murderous look.

Du Jiu rolled on the ground in embarrassment, trying to avoid his attack, but the fingers bent like eagle claws changed to sweep across, scratching a few bloodstains on his neck.Du Jiu didn't care about the burning pain, and quickly stood up from the ground, staring at him with tense nerves.

The two looked at each other silently, Du Jiu's eyes were defensive, and the man's eyes were filled with deep resentment.

At this critical moment, Ellie resolved the crisis. She stood at the door of the infirmary, wearing a white coat with her hands on her hips: "You two, don't act wild on my territory!"

The long-haired man glanced at Ai Li, restrained his murderous aura and said, "My name is Ji Qing."

Du Jiu still stared at him closely, and did not let down his vigilance, because he just felt how much this man wanted to kill him.

"Usually when people hear my name, they are not far from death, but you are special." Ji Qing put his right hand to his lips, licked the blood stains on his fingertips, and said word by word: "I I won't let you die too happily."

Du Jiu watched him go, quite speechless.First, it was Feng Tao and now it was Ji Qing's turn, and they all came at him, as if they wanted to keep him safe.

Of course there was a reason why Ji Qing approached Du Jiu, because Feng Tao died too unjustly!

He is quite aware of Feng Tao's strength, how could he lose to such a man who is nearly forty years old and has no professional background in martial arts.Perhaps it is a bit hypocritical to say that it is to avenge Feng Tao and seek justice, but he can't help but watch the person he admires being plotted against, and then dies for no reason.

So he will never let Du Jiu go.

Anyway, staying in this prison is so boring, not finding some sustenance is like walking dead, even if the so-called sustenance is nothing but hatred.

Du Jiu also heard about him from Ai Li.A killer with a background in a mysterious organization, except for being ruthless and ruthless, nothing else is known.

Du Jiu declined Ai Li's kindness to help him apply the medicine, took an anti-inflammatory and antiseptic ointment, and left the infirmary.He owes this woman a lot, and it's better to keep a distance until he can't repay her.

Xing Jiabao was rubbing his toes boredly, when he saw Du Jiu returning to the cell, he jumped on him like a pug and circled around his master.

Du Jiu sat by the window, threw the ointment over, and tilted his head to reveal half of his neck.

Xing Jiabao understood, caught the ointment, leaned close to his neck and blew lightly: "Master Jiu, does it hurt? Which bastard did it?"

Du Jiu remained silent, looking sideways at the coconut trees outside the window, the light and shadow cast on his sharp silhouette, half-closed his eyelids, unable to distinguish his expression.Xing Jiabao has been with him for a long time, and he has gradually figured out a way. Usually, when Du Jiu is silent, he'd better be sensible, and don't annoy him with long-winded words, otherwise he will get kicked again.

Xing Jiabao carefully applied the ointment on him, and then repeatedly blew on the wound. Seeing that Du Jiu was still lukewarm, he boldly lifted his prison uniform: "Jiu Ye, let me see better. Is it gone?"

He had only seen it two days ago. Du Jiu's abdomen was bruised and bruised, which looked quite scary.Xing Jiabao squatted between his legs, looked at his abdomen, took a deep breath, and gently pressed and rubbed it with his hands.He once heard from his grandma that proper massage can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

Although Young Master Xing's starting point was correct, it's a pity that his intentions were not right, and the palm of his hand went down more and more, and half of it was stuck into his trousers.Du Jiu was injured and depressed, and he hadn't favored him for ten days, Xing Jiabao had already suppressed his desire.

After all, a man is a sensory creature. Du Jiu felt hard and lowered his eyes to look at him.

"Master Jiu, it's hardened like this, do you want to vent your anger?"

Seeing that Du Jiu didn't object, Xing Jiabao pulled down his pants, and his burgeoning hair popped out, and slapped him hard on the cheek.

Young Master Xing held his lifeblood in his mouth to serve him well, and at the same time played with the two plump round eggs with his hands, it can be said that he had exhausted eighteen martial arts.Du Jiu tasted the pleasure, and his breathing gradually became rapid. He grabbed Xing Jiabao's short hair and narrowed his eyes to control the frequency of his breathing.

Seeing that he was comfortable serving Du Jiu, Xing Jiabao boldly slid his fingers across the perineum, plopped his heart out, and poked towards the entrance of the confinement.Just as his fingertips touched the private place, Du Jiu froze and pulled his hair forcefully, his eyes were full of displeasure at being interrupted.

Xing Jiabao said with a silver thread on his lips, "Master Jiu...have you ever tried to have sex with a man? It will be very comfortable..."

Du Jiu's eyes darkened for a moment, he dared to think that this guy hit him on the ass, and it would be impossible not to teach him a lesson.

He dragged Xing Jiabao up, pressed it against the table leg, then squeezed his jaw to force him to open his mouth, straightened his waist and sent the clone inside.Du Jiu twitched and bumped in his mouth recklessly, until it went deep into his throat, without sparing any strength.Xing Jiabao was tormented so much that his eyes were full of tears, there was a fiery hard object in his throat, and the back of his head hit the table from time to time, because he couldn't breathe, he wanted to struggle but his body was weak, he had never suffered such a serious crime in his life .

Du Jiu shot the desire that had been accumulated for a long time into his mouth, and when he was finished, he lifted his trousers and patted Xing Jiabao's face: "Xiaobao, don't start a dyeing workshop just because you begged me to fuck you. It depends on whether I like it or not."

Du Jiu didn't show any sympathy, and just left him aside when he was done using it.

He doesn't want to have a physical relationship with anyone, not because it's moral, but because it's unnecessary.You can use other ways to vent your desire. If you have to take off your clothes and hug each other for a skin-to-skin kiss, it will cause a lot of trouble. In addition, subconsciously, he has been avoiding chaotic and entangled interpersonal relationships.

Because Du Jiu has his own principles, and at the same time, this is also his Achilles' heel.

He can take nothing seriously and don't care, because once some things are taken seriously, they will be unforgettable.

Xing Jiabao had never been wronged like this before, his eyes were red with anger, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Du Jiu's heart is really cold, he will recognize it when he plays with him, just treat it as a way to make his lover happy, then he can't use it up and he will dislike it, what is this?

No matter how much resentment Xing Jiabao had in his heart, he didn't dare to vent it in front of Du Jiu, because he had seen how he killed people with his own eyes, and stabbed Feng Tao to death without blinking.As a result, the two people who lived in the same room started a cold war, and it should be said that he was the only one who was angry.

Two days later, in the middle of the night, Xing Jiabao woke up from urinating, and when he woke up, he saw a dark shadow by the window.

He fell into a drowsy sleep, forgetting that he was angry, rubbed his eyes and asked, "Why don't you sleep yet?"

Du Jiu turned to look at him, silent.

The light was too dim, and Xing Jiabao could only see the lines of his outline: "Master Jiu, are you unhappy?"

"I don't know." Du Jiu turned to the window, putting the bright moonlight into his eyes.

"Wait for me." Xing Jiabao ran to the toilet to drain the water, and when he was urinating, he finally remembered his anger, but he was hot for 3 minutes, and his temper came and went quickly.Lonely men and widowed men in the middle of the night, there is no better time than now for a heart-to-heart talk, how can I let it go?He lifted his trousers, ran to the window with a bang, put his chin on his shoulders, and made a familiar look: "Master Jiu, tell me, what did you do before?"

Once upon a time...

Xing Jiabao didn't know that to Du Jiu, these two words were almost a century apart.

And Du Jiu's answer made him completely dumbfounded. He thought of thousands of possibilities, but he couldn't be—a slave!

Du Jiu was not only a slave, but also a slave who had killed his master and defected. In that era when civilization degenerated to feudalism, this was an earth-shattering crime.As for the reason, it's ridiculous to say that it's just for one person.

Xing Jiabao couldn't help asking: "Who is it?"

"A man who made me feel like I could give everything for him."

"And what happened afterwards? What happened to you and that man? Did you escape the hunt?"

Du Jiu was silent for a moment, and his voice was so cold: "Later, I cut his trachea with my own hands."

Xing Jiabao's hair stood on end, and he couldn't help shivering, because when Du Jiu said this, his eyes were fixed on him.Xing Jiabao didn't understand what he meant, and even regretted opening up this topic. He didn't know what he was afraid of, but he had a vague feeling of offending the wrong person.

Even though later he knew that his premonition was not wrong, but at that time, he was still digging his own grave fearlessly.

So when he and his brother met privately, Xing Yaozu said that the existence of this prison is a national A-level secret, and the only way to leave here is to escape from the prison.It's just very difficult. In addition to having a perfect arrangement, it also depends on luck. The right time, place and people are indispensable.

Xing Jiabao didn't worry about whether it was difficult or not, he only cared about one thing: "Either bring Master Jiu, or I won't leave."

Xing Yaozu slapped him with a sharp eye, but unexpectedly said: "It's up to you."

Xing Jiabao knew that he would be weird because he promised so readily, but he couldn't control that much anymore, he just wanted to leave this ghostly place and go back to his days of debauchery.Yes, I have to bring Du Jiu to have fun together.