After the blackening, I was forced to become a group pet

Prisoners are not allowed to bring food back to their cells.

So, he sat on the steps of the dining room stairs, drank milk slowly, returned to the cell, leaned on the door frame and waited.

Ten minutes later, Peng Nuo whistled, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked back at a pace that no one knew.

"Waiting for me?" He stopped in front of Lan Xiu and raised his proud chin.

"Why do you give me milk?" Lan Xiu never accepts good things for no reason.

"Because I won a pack of cigarettes." Pen Nuo approached abruptly, put his hands on the iron railing behind Lan Xiu, controlled him between his body and the iron rod, pressed against his ear, and blew an ambiguous breath.

"Besides, I also want to drink your...milk." He evilly bit Lan Xiu's earlobe, and his words were extremely insulting.

Lan Xiu's face darkened instantly, "Get out of the way."

"If I don't let it go!" A harmless smile appeared on the corner of Peng Nuo's mouth.

Lan Xiu knew that there was no one around, so he decided to make a quick decision.

He grabbed Pen Nuo's hand that was blocking him and twisted violently, stepped on the iron rod behind him, performed a backflip, and used all his strength to drive his arm, preparing to remove his arm with one move.

Unexpectedly, Peng Nuo actually performed a backflip in sync with him, dissolving his move.

Lan Xiu kicked him up in the air, and he blocked it with his foot. The two were bounced off by the opponent's powerful force, and they hit the cell to stabilize their bodies.

Lanxiu's foot was aching from his entire thigh, and his lungs also started to ache from the rapid movement.

So strong!Pen Nuo moved faster than he could have imagined.

He knew that even if he wasn't injured, he couldn't beat Pen Nuo in his heyday.

The two just paused for a moment, then rushed over to fight together.

Arm bumps, kickbacks, flips, hand to hand.

The two separated again, Lan Xiu's old wounds were split open, and the blood soaked out from the fight, and a drop of blood floated to Peng Nuo's hand.

He raised his hand and licked it away with his tongue, with a bloodthirsty evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Your blood is so sweet."

Lan Xiu tensed up, ready to launch the third attack.Suddenly, he heard slight footsteps.

They looked at each other, both sides relaxed their guard, and turned around tacitly and went back to their respective homes.

Immediately, a whistle sounded in the air.

"Peng Nuo, I smell blood, and you guys are fighting behind my back?"

Jonathan was speaking to Peng Nuo, but his deep blue eyes were staring at Lan Xiu who was lying on the bed.

Is he a dog?It also smells blood!

Jonathan didn't get an answer from Lan Xiu, and went back to the cell to pester Pen Nuo, "How is it? Is that carton of milk worth it?"

"It's worth it, the taste is delicious." Peng Nuo was lying on the lower bunk, with his slender legs gracefully overlapping, his eyes fixed on Lan Xiu who was in the opposite cell like a beast staring at the food.

"Fuck." Jonathan swears, "You can take his dirty look!"

Pen Nuo licked the corner of his mouth, still thinking, "I'm sure, under the scars all over his body, there must be a beauty!"

"Shit." Jonathan snorted disdainfully, "It's covered in scars, it's better to be covered in scars! Pen Nuo, when did your taste become like this..."

Before he could utter the disgusting words, Pen Nuo changed his words with a sharp glance, "Heavy taste!"

Lan Xiu's first morning in prison passed like this.

In the morning, the factory works.

At lunch time, with his experience, he consciously ran to a corner where no one was there, but he sat on the ground to eat when there was no place.

He did well on his first day at work and got a chance to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

The bathroom was only open for half an hour, and prison guards were watching at the door.

Lan Xiu took the basin and soap and went into the bathroom. His body and face were covered with bruises, which really couldn't catch the eyes of others.Therefore, it was just a meal of abuse.

He found the innermost position amidst the abuse and shoving of a group of people.

He stood under the warm water and washed his body. The cold water on the wound hurt, but it was very refreshing.

He leaned back on the cold tiles, closed his eyes, feeling sleepy.

Maybe it's a day of hard work and I'm tired!

Dazed and confused, a loud whistle suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Isn't this the sick ghost in our cell? Damn, his body wound is in the water, so damn charming." The bald head stared at Lan Xiu like a wolf.

Lan Xiu woke up from the dream, his mind was in a blank state.

He has no idea what he looks like in the eyes of others at this moment.

The light mixed with water sprinkled on him, making his skin fair and supple.

The scars on the body of different shades turned into bright red and pink under the light, like peach blossoms in full bloom, so beautiful!It made the men in front of me go crazy.

"It's actually a top product! I didn't find it before!"

In the next second, Lan Xiu was surrounded by a group of men, his arms were grabbed, his body was violently dragged out, and he was thrown on the spacious ground.

His whole body was about to fall apart, and the pain made him wake up in an instant.

A carp straightened up, and when it got up, it kicked the person who was rushing forward.

The man was kicked by him and flew out, fell into the pool, came out and cursed.

"Damn it, he's from the East, he's good at fighting, let's fight together."

Suddenly, Lan Xiu was surrounded by five men from different directions.

None of the prisoners here is kind, and each fist is harder than the other. If he is not injured, one against five, there is no major problem.

Now his physical injuries are very serious, the bones of his arms are cracked, and his lungs are not in good condition. In addition, in the morning he played against Pen Nuo, his leg joints were injured.

At this moment, unless someone comes to save him, otherwise...

Before he could figure out what else to do, the bald head was the first to pounce on him.

The others followed, and after a fight, he was overwhelmed by two fists and four hands, and was pressed to the cold ground.

The bald head pressed him down, showing a disgusting laugh, "You are so sweet."

"No!" Lan Xiu frowned in pain and struggled unwillingly.

He was nervous and frightened, his blood surged extremely fast, boiling, hot, as if it was about to tear his body apart and rush out from his veins.

His chest seemed to be pressed down by a big rock, and he couldn't breathe!

The brain is hypoxic, the face is pale, and the whole body is convulsing...

What's wrong with me?

So painful!

Do not!

He didn't know where the power came from, and suddenly he was able to twist his body 360 degrees to escape from the clutches of the men.

Spinning in the air, flying his hands, attacking the living people in front of him.

In an instant, those people turned into a pool of rotten meat.

He flew to the roof, climbed up to the ceiling, looked back and saw the reflection of a translucent, butterfly-shaped, soft creature without flesh and bones in the water on the ground!

And the creature was looking at him too!

what?

He recalled the scene of the murder just now in his mind, his body was like a helix that had been electrified.

Wherever he went, there was a bloody mess!