Reborn Noble Prisoner

How could it be possible for the gangsters in the prison to be clean and have nothing to protect themselves, but it's not the point where life is at stake, and no one will clearly violate the prohibition.

Qiandaoren cut his waist with a knife, fortunately the young man jumped fast, so he didn't have a gut piercing, his abdomen was cut with a thin incision, the blood stained the prison clothes red, and before anyone could catch his breath, he slashed his shoulder again Come on, Qiu He blocked it as soon as he raised the dagger, and the opponent's long knife shook and pressed down, and the powerful force pierced down. There was a severe throbbing pain, the body suddenly vented, the knees softened, and the legs knelt down, Qiandao Ninja folded the long knife, and kicked the person away.

Hitting the wall with a bang, with such a heavy force, the boy groaned and landed slumped.

Duan Luo glanced at him from a distance, smacked his lips, and sneered indifferently: "He's dead."

Xiao Sinuo glanced at him sideways.

"That blood mark," Duan Luo glanced at the ball screen on the top, and laughed meaningfully, "Do you know what it means?"

Xiao Sinuo didn't speak.

Qiao Bai slightly raised his eyebrows beside him, but he didn't say anything, but he obviously knew something.

Duan Luo glanced vaguely at handsome Joe Qiao, leaned closer and said to Xiaosinuo: "You know that the security system of Fossbo in country R was paralyzed in all directions, right? At that time, the Russian flag of Peter the Great was covered. A bloody handprint. Here, that kid Qiu He, the hacker of the world, is the devil Mameneng who is so arrogant. Do you think it was an accident that Qiandaoren found him?"

Xiao Sinuo paused and glanced at him: "Milan Z's bloody fingerprint refers to him?"

"Is it referring to him, the warden will tell us." Qiao Bai suddenly said lightly.

Qian Daorin stepped on the chestnut-haired boy's back, his staring eyes were as cold as a blade, holding an authentic knife, and with a flick of the tip, he picked out something like an anklet on Qiu He's ankle.

The young man's injury was serious, with bright red blood oozing from the wound, but his consciousness was still clear, the sharp coldness of the knife tip touched his ankle, and his feet shrank subconsciously.

"Betrayal means destruction." Qiandao Ren said expressionlessly, with a movement of the long knife in his hand, blood splashed out in an instant, and the entire right foot was cut off, with muscles, bones and flesh turned out, and a section covered with thin Thin tender red muscle to the bone.

There was no scream, only a small moan of suppressed pain in the throat, like a sob leaking from the crevice of the soul.

There is no sympathy or pity, here is the coldest and most temperatureless purgatory in the world.

The blood dripped all over the ground, winding out a serpentine trickle.

The young man fell on the ground, trembling all over, wanted to curl up but was trampled on his back, his fingers scratched the marble floor until it was bloody, but he managed to hold his breath so as not to faint, just sneered, his face covered in blood Sneer loudly.

Qian Daorin didn't change his expression, he casually waved his hand and called two prison guards over, motioning to drag him away.

All the prisoners did not dare to breathe. What does it mean if they do not execute the Fa on the spot? It is a torture that is a hundred times more painful than death.

Living torture.

Prisoners are never afraid of bloody violence, because it is a kind of spiritual and physical catharsis, but they fear the torture of life and death, the spirit of peeling off the flesh, and the naked collapse of the will.

Qiandao Ninja picked up the exquisite ring ring in the pool of blood with the tip of his knife, and it fell into his hand. He wiped it slowly with a snow-white handkerchief, raised his eyes and scanned it quietly, raised his finger slightly, and motioned to everyone for Qiu He's ring. Circle: "Government's secret lines are not welcome here. If you keep your mouth shut for a hundred years, you will go to hell if you open your mouth. Betrayal, this is where the bones are buried."

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After the preliminaries began, the prisoners no longer returned to the original double cell, but were assigned to a Datong shop with 20 people each.

There are more than [-] people in the three districts, only three rooms, and one shared bathroom. Xiao Sinuo is not happy when he passes by. Although the room is clean and tidy, the problem is that there are too many people, and the eyes are full of nakedness. The man, shirtless, wrapped in a bath towel, walked around naked.

Duan Luo caught a glimpse of Xiao Sinuo's face, hooked him up stickyly, and smiled lewdly: "Dear the little beauty, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, brother will protect you."

Xiao Sinuo glanced at him from the side of his eyes, hooked the corner of his mouth, and then resolutely retaliated, directly punching him in the stomach, and left.

Duan Luo groaned, rubbed the place where he was beaten, turned to look at Qiao Bai, glanced at his lower body, and smiled maliciously: "Qiao, I am really worried about your sexual well-being."

Qiao Bai snorted coldly: "Don't worry about personal issues."

Duan Luo leaned over and patted Qiao Bai on the shoulder: "Brother, you haven't gotten started yet, have you?"

Qiao Bai raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, but ignored him, took off his clothes, put on a bath towel, and went into the bathroom with Xiao Sinuo one after the other.

Seeing this, Young Master Duan stroked his chin and chuckled twice, brushed his short red hair, pulled his clothes off, and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower, but suddenly he heard someone calling him from behind.

Duan Luo turned around, and when he saw someone, he raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his brows were stained with a domineering arrogance unconsciously: "You, Anser."

The other party smiled, only a bath towel was wrapped around his body, and water was still dripping on the soft hair hanging below his ears. He had obviously just come out of the bathroom. He had firm and smooth honey-colored skin, wide shoulders and narrow hips, and a face that could not be called pretty. , with long eyebrows and fine eyes, is still a bit worth seeing. In a place like a prison where wild beasts gather, he is still a decent talent.

Duan Luo glanced up and down three times back and forth, feeling a little itchy in his heart for no reason.

When Anser was first imprisoned, he was as white as a rabbit. If he hadn't covered him, he would have been gnawed by the pack of wolves in the morning until there were no bones left.

Of course, the price is to be taken care of by Duan Dashao, who eats and wipes clean, and eats dry and wipes clean again.

However, he, Duan Luo, is not gay, he just plays around with men, and he always feels a little bored after being with the same person for a long time, but before he kicks someone, he was transferred to the seventh battalion.

Seeing Duan Luo staring at him, Anse suddenly looked a little uncomfortable, smiled, and said, "Brother Duan, aren't you in the second district?"

"There are buddies, so of course I hang out with buddies." Duan Luo raised his lips, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It's you, why did you come here, it seems that your skills have grown a lot?"

"After Brother Duan left, I came in after staying in Liuying for a few more days." Anser said lightly, brushed his wet hair with his fingers, smiled, his eyes were delicate and charming, and his eyes turned It can fold out a layer of sparkling water, which is very attractive.

Duan Luo grinned and didn't say anything. He just asked casually. He really didn't care how the other party got in. He picked up his bath towel and said to Anser, "I'm leaving."

Anse was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Well, good." Seeing Duan Luo walking away without looking back, he couldn't help but followed two steps, pursed his lips and shouted at Duan Luo: "Brother Duan... ..."

Duan Luo was a little impatient, threw the towel over his shoulder, and waved his hand without looking back: "See you later."

When Duan Luo entered the bathroom, Xiao Sinuo and Qiao Bai had almost finished washing, the water from the shower was splashing, splashing on the tiles, the sound was clear and spacious.

The public bathroom is huge, but there is no one there at this moment. The men finished their work early and went to have fun separately. Of course, the fun is mostly what you want. In the Seventh Battalion, no one is a bad guy. They want to play Overlord If you want to bow hard, you have to see if your life is hard enough.

Duan Luo looked left and right, with the towel on his shoulders, and when he saw Qiao Bai and the others were going to finish their work, he rushed over and howled, "Oh, beauty! My wolf master is here!"

Xiao Sinuo didn't even turn his face, he just flew over with his feet, a splash of water splashed out, Duan Luo raised his lower body to avoid it, turned around and went to Qiao Bai: "Young Master Bai!"

Handsome Joe flicked the bath towel with a cold face, and took it mercilessly.

"Wow, you husband and wife are planning to murder!" Young Master Duan yelled strangely, dodged and dodged, took a few steps back, suddenly took off his underwear and ran naked like a rogue.

Xiao Sinuo wiped his hair with a towel, and said to Qiao Bai: "Get him done. It's best to silence him."

Qiao Bai raised his lower lip, wrapped the towel around his waist, and walked out: "I thought so too."

Duan Luo took a shower on the opposite side, spraying water all over his head and face, his red hair sticking to his face in wet clumps, when he saw Qiao Bai approaching, he raised his hand to wipe his face, and smiled meanly at Qiao Bai "Young Master Bai, it's not good to be afraid of internal affairs. A man must have a backbone."

Qiao Bai leaned against the wall with folded arms, stepped on the water with his bare feet, squinted his eyes, and said slowly, "Duan Luo, you got your brain from one plus one, right?"

Young Master Duan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't realize it for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he became angry and roared: "Qiao Bai, how dare you scold Lao Tzu?!"

Qiao Bai smiled and straightened up: "That's what you said."

As soon as he raised his hand, he caught Duan Luo's fist with his palm.

"If you want to make a move, you'll be more than happy." After finishing the words lightly, he grabbed the opponent's neck in an instant, twisted it back, turned around and kicked it directly.

Therefore, Qiao Meinan also got a bad idea, targeting Young Master Duan's lifeblood.

The author has something to say: Cannon fodder is sometimes small and strong, so Qiu He...hahaha

22

022 Crazy...

"Boss, someone is coming." Bamande pushed open the door and poked his head in.

Milan sat on the sofa, with his long legs crossed, slightly raised his hand on his chin, and signaled lightly, "Tell him to come in."

Bamande pushed the door aside with his backhand, chuckled with a cigarette in his mouth, and said vaguely to the outsider: "Dr., please."

Lin Xi took off the black lambskin gloves casually, glanced at him, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Bamande, if you don't quit smoking, your