Reborn Noble Prisoner

in a dream. "

"I know." Lin Xi also suppressed her smile, and said slowly, "The greatest weakness of human beings is themselves. The so-called 'dreams' are actually tearing up their beautiful pretense, revealing their inner consciousness naked, peeling off The pain of the scars does not lie in the blood dripping from the wound itself, but in remembering how vulnerable they were at the beginning, how they crawled on the ground, and how they bowed their heads in front of fate. Z He does this experiment twice a year, but Every time he can only be artificially awakened. The stronger the person, the less he can get out of the unbearable and painful past, even if those unbearable and painful are insignificant in the eyes of ordinary people. Z’s conceit made him choose to erase that memory, so , he is actually not invincible, this is his weakness."

"My lord, you have inadvertently revealed a frightening secret," Wiener said.

"Really? But your tone and expression can't match your words." Lin Xi squinted at him, and walked to Xiao Sinuo's life tank to observe quietly.

"I'm just stating the facts." The man paused, and then said, "So, if this boy passes the test, it will become your bargaining chip in negotiating with Z."

Lin Xi smiled lightly, but did not speak.

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"Yo! Here comes a little beauty!"

"This face is so fucking right!"

"Really, she's prettier than the girls I used to make!"

……

There was booing and whistles on both sides of the corridor, the iron fence was knocked loudly, and the prison guard kicked the door furiously with a stick: "Why howling! I haven't had low blood pressure yet! No matter how damn it, I'll throw everything away!" Go to the confinement room!"

The young man followed behind the prison guards, silently, his dull black eyes moved unconsciously, feeling that everything here was surprisingly familiar.

"Yo, newcomer here?" A prison guard stepped down from the stairs, stuffed his baton into his waist, and looked up just in time to see the new prisoner being escorted in.

"Ha, another murderer, these days human life is like grass, cut and cut, and then put himself in." The small-eyed prison guard looked at the person he brought in with the corner of his mouth upturned, and smiled sullenly stand up.

"Who did you kill to make you feel so displeased?" The prison guard who just came down rubbed his chin and asked casually.

"Here, let's see for yourself." Throwing the prisoner's file into the other party's hand, "Damn, I heard that I have a mental illness, why did you send it here?"

The man looked at the file, glanced at the boy intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a sneer, "Which number is it?"

"Whatever. The boss told me to pick the one with few people and don't let someone kill him. I really don't want to take care of this shit. With his body, I have to wait on him 24 hours a day to protect his life." The prison guard with small eyes snorted twice, and his tone was extremely unhappy.

"It's not too late for you to smoke someone." He punched the other party, and the man said in the prisoner's file, and smiled at the newcomer with a bad look.

"Ha, take it away, take it away, remember to go to the warden to sign." The small-eyed prison guard turned around and kicked the prisoner, pushed him, and pushed the prisoner's thin shoulder with his baton, "follow Officer Cui and play well, Cui The police officer will be kind, friendly, and friendly, hahaha..."

The young man was staggered by the baton and nearly fell to the ground.

The guy raised his lips and smiled at the surnamed Cui: "See? It's just like that. Keep your hands down, don't kill people, the boss still wants what's in his mouth."

"Go away." The surname Cui kicked him, greeted his companions, and led them up to the fourth floor.

19 number.

The boy stood outside and looked at the prison cell, feeling more and more familiar.

However, he couldn't tell where it looked familiar, and the buzzing in his head suddenly made him upset, with a feeling of heart palpitations.

As soon as the cell door opened, the man surnamed Cui pushed him hard, turned around and waved at another prison guard, touched his lower lip and smiled: "Let's go first, I will explain something to the insider."

Seeing his wink, the prison guard immediately came to understand, glanced inside, laughed, and left very wisely.

Xiao Sinuo entered the door, and with a glance, he saw that two people were already lying on the bed. The room was dimly lit, and his faces could not be seen clearly.

The surname Cui took out his baton and knocked on his palm, kicked the cell door, raised his chin to the two inside, and greeted: "Scumbags, the good food is here."

Hearing his tone, the young man visibly flinched and took two steps back involuntarily.

"Hey, it's still a baby." The two tall men turned over and sat up on the bed, looked at each other, pressed their fingers and grinned, "You look as weak as a little sheep."

The prison guards blocked the door, banging their batons very rhythmically, and said impatiently: "Damn, why don't I hurry up for you to enjoy."

As soon as the words were so clear and direct, the other party made a move immediately, stood up and rushed over. The young man was startled, his eyes widened in horror, and just as he turned around to run, he was dragged back.

"Let go of me - let me go -" screamed at the top of his lungs, while struggling hard, his wrist broke away from the opponent's grip, and immediately grabbed the man's eyes hard.

The bald man couldn't dodge in time, blood was scratched at the corner of his eye, and he covered his eyes with a grin.

"Damn! Will you know how to do something?" The prison guard who watched coldly, immediately became furious, rushed over and grabbed the boy's hair, and lashed out with a stick, until the last blow made him lie down on the ground. Vomiting.

The prison guard straightened up, adjusted his uniform, put on his police cap again, raised his leg and kicked the scarred man: "If you don't know how to do it, get the hell out of here!"

"Yes, sir. I didn't expect the little sheep's claws to be so sharp." The man with the scar said.

The prison guard snorted and sneered: "Little sheep? He killed two people before he came in."

The bald head and the man with the scar were both taken aback when they heard this.

The prison guard directly raised his baton: "Damn it! Are you stupid?! Fuck him!"

The boy felt that his lungs were blown, he lay on the ground and gasped desperately, his mind became more and more confused, his eyes saw that everything was so unreal, and the figure kept shaking and shaking in front of his eyes, as if he was distorted The watermarks twisted together with the hearts of the people.

who is he who is he...

where is this where is this where is this...

These two voices were buzzing in my head, bouncing back and forth.

His body was suddenly cold, his clothes were torn off, and he felt a sense of crisis. He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move his hands and feet. He watched the hideous prisoner pressing on him, and the bright white light pierced his eyes. The scorching temperature scalded into the blood, and even the heart felt like it was being burned, and the pain was so painful that it made people want to vomit.

"...Damn it! You suppressed me! Didn't you see that he almost crippled me?!"

"... If you can't do it, get out! I'm here!"

"...Turn him over! See how the hell he still bites!"

"...fuck your mother water ghost! It's all for you!"

"...Haha, it's still a place, bite so tightly!"

"...Hurry up! My baby has already exploded!"

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It hurts...it hurts...the excruciating pain burned the bones like a fire, and it ran through the limbs in waves, and it seemed that the internal organs were about to be burned.

"It hurts?"

"It hurts, and that's good."

"You should remember that this kind of thing should never be used to, even if you are weak. It is a shame to be violated."

it's a shame...

it's a shame...

it's a shame...

Who is speaking?Who is speaking to him?

"Without a knife, you are vulnerable."

"The result of weakness is unbearable and ruined."

"The fate of abandoning the knife is unbearable and ruined."

Unbearable and ruined?Unbearable and ruined? !

He shouldn't be miserable and destroyed!He shouldn't be miserable and destroyed! !He shouldn't be miserable and destroyed! ! !

Knife!

What about the knife? !

Where is his knife? !

"Don't worry. I will hold it when I die, so as not to be humiliated like this again."

Who said this? !

It was like being poured from head to toe by a basin of ice water in the brain, the chilly coolness penetrated into the bones, and the whole body trembled.

Who is lying here?Who is powerless to resist?Who is being ravaged?

It shouldn't be him!It shouldn't be him! !

Fake!all fake!

He's not Xiao Si Nuo whose mind and sanity have collapsed!He is not! !no! ! !

Trampling D all proud and self-respecting damned!Damn it all! !

"...Did you faint like this?! Isn't it too fucking inexperienced?!"

"...Damn it! It's just you who don't do good things! Get out of the way! If you're unconscious, it's my turn!"

"...Fuck off! Damn, I really want to chop up that thing of yours, who told you to knock him unconscious! Scum! What are you doing standing there?! Lift him up!"

As soon as the man's breath approached, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were murderous, he grabbed the opponent's hand vigorously, dragged him to the ground, pressed his knee against the opponent's throat, grabbed the opponent's head and twisted it with a click. down.

"Kill you guys!" He uttered a sinister sentence, and before anyone could react, he jumped at the prison guard, kicked him hard on the head with two heavy kicks, grabbed his baton, and hit him directly with the stick. , the skull crumbled.

"Vald donkey, how do you want to die?" Almost without seeing the opponent's movement, the blood-stained baton strangled his neck, and his bald head softened his hands and feet.

"No, no, don't..."

"Eunuch you. Divide the corpse." He smiled extremely viciously, and was about to slap a stick up, but suddenly felt that there was something behind him that could not be ignored. His eyes turned, and he was facing the pair of men who were looking straight in from the prison door. Eye.

The emerald green of the opal reflects a little light in the dark, like a leopard looking for prey at night, with elegant and sharp eyes,