He is such a lunatic.
This thought popped into the mind of everyone who saw this scene.
Although those who can come to the Endless Prison are not normal people, there are many crazy people, but this is the first time that a young man has gone crazy. Intentionally killing someone in front of the warden is undoubtedly a provocation to the warden's authority.
He was really a young man who was not afraid of tigers. He had no idea what would happen if he offended the warden. The most arrogant and ignorant prisoner in the prison was still mentally ill after he came out of the punishment room. He was confused and muttering every day. Everyone was curious about what he had experienced, but no one wanted to know it personally.
Fu Qianzhi stared at him expressionlessly for a moment, then turned to the jailer and waved back, "Take him away."
The punishment room looked clean. There was no smell of blood, no terrifying torture instruments hanging on the walls, just a small square room without any furnishings, not even a place to sit.
There was an incandescent lamp on above, illuminating a small area in the middle and making the surrounding area even darker.
Rong Yu and West were brought into this room by the jailer, who closed the door and left, leaving the two here.
West collapsed directly onto the ground, leaning against the wall, his lips trembling and his face full of fear.
He had a typical foreign look. Blond hair, blue eyes, a high nose and deep eyes. His facial features were very ordinary, and his face was even uglier with his fearful and twisted expression. Rong Yu took one look and quickly looked away.
His eyes can only be used to appreciate beautiful things.
Now there is no distinction between domestic and foreign countries. In the interstellar era, everything is called the Federation. In addition to humans, there are many other races belonging to it. Everyone communicates in interstellar language. This area is all about human beings.
Rong Yu sat down bored and asked, "Is the warden so scary?"
West was immersed in fear and ignored Rongyu at all.
Okay, that looks scary.
Rongyu didn't have to wait long before the door of the punishment room was pushed open again.
The man who came in was tall and straight, with stern features and thin lips pressed into a line without a single upward curve, looking extremely inhuman. He had black hair and black eyes, strong lines, and a very perfect oriental appearance.
Fu Qianzhi was wearing a windbreaker, long boots, and a pair of white gloves. Two jailers followed behind him and locked the door as soon as they entered.
West's face turned pale, and he tried to shrink himself into a corner, wanting the warden to attack the other one first.
But the warden acted as if he didn't see the other one and just ordered, "He first."
West was dragged out of the corner with tears streaming down his face. A jailer pulled out a whip, swung it in the air, and lashed him ruthlessly.
"ah!"
Sharp screams and whipping sounds echoed throughout the punishment room.
West was beaten so hard that he rolled on the ground, with no way to escape. Soon his skin was torn and his flesh was bloody.
Another jailer brought a leather chair, and Fu Qianzhi sat on it with his legs crossed, looking indifferent, and even smoking a cigar.
His cold brows were shrouded in smoke, and the smoke rings that blew out of his thin lips looked extremely sexy.
West fainted several times and was awakened directly by electric shocks - this was much more cruel than waking him up by pouring water on him.
No one paid any attention to Rong Yu, so Rong Yu just sat cross-legged on the ground, supporting his chin with his hand and watching the whole process.
Rong Yu: Is he trying to scare me by making an example of someone
Blood Jade Bracelet: Maybe.
Rong Yu: But this is not as cruel as the way I dealt with traitors before.
Blood Jade Bracelet:…
Rong Yu: Should I give him some face and pretend to be scared
He cleared his throat.
"Cough cough!" A cough interrupted the cruel execution process.
The young man who had been sitting on the ground watching for a long time finally stood up slowly, and he staggered a little when he stood up.
The two jailers thought at the same time that he was afraid.
They really couldn't bear to take action against such a charming beauty. But it was obvious that the warden was not a man who would show sympathy to women, so they could only obey orders.
Rong Yu walked towards Fu Qianzhi, hesitating to speak: "Mr. Warden."
Fu Qianzhi said calmly: "Want to beg for mercy?"
It's useless. Begging for mercy from the heartless warden will only backfire and double the punishment. The two jailers looked at Rong Yu with pity.
Rong Yu shook his head and said embarrassedly: "I've been sitting on the ground for too long, and my legs are numb. Can you let me sit on this chair for a while?"
Jailer: “…”
It wasn’t enough that he just stole Koda’s chair, but this prisoner was so arrogant that he even stole the warden’s chair!
As if he was surprised by this answer, Fu Qianzhi raised his eyes slightly, showing a hint of interest, but said, "No."
"Why not?" Rong Yu had a reason. "The warden asked me to watch the execution just to scare me. I can't see clearly from that angle, so it can't have a deterrent effect. Your position is the best viewing point. You can see his miserable condition clearly, which makes me nervous and scared to the extreme... I think this chair is tailor-made for me."
Fu Qianzhi looked at him calmly: "You are not nervous or afraid at all."
Rong Yu said sincerely: "I am pretending to be calm."
Fu Qianzhi held the cigar between his slender fingers, ready to put it to his lips and take another puff.
A beautiful hand held my wrist midway.
Rong Yu smiled and said, "I don't like the smell of cigarettes. Can you put out the cigarette butt?"
Fu Qianzhi looked at him calmly: "No. 52, you are a little too brave."
No. 52 is Ji Qingyu’s prisoner number.
Rong Yu lowered her eyes and smiled: "I can be even braver."
Before he finished speaking, he turned around and sat on Fu Qianzhi's lap, hooked one hand around his neck and leaned over to kiss him, and clasped Fu Qianzhi's hand with the other hand, interlocked their fingers, and put out the cigarette in the man's hand.
jailer:"!!!"
The jailer who was carrying out the execution shook his hands and almost lost his grip on the whip.
The shouts and whip sounds stopped. The smoky cigar fell to the ground, and Fu Qianzhi's breathing stagnated, his hand suspended in mid-air. Rong Yu wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.
Rongyu raised her long eyelashes, her eyes were filled with bright spring light and clear autumn water, and her pronunciation was ambiguous and clear.
"Mr. Warden, I'm timid, please don't scare me."
Fu Qianzhi's face was as cold as ice, but she did not push the young man away, and her voice was low and cold.
"Didn't you just say you were very brave?"
"Isn't this just too much fear, to the point of resorting to any means necessary?"
"This is your method." Fu Qianzhi raised his eyelids, mockingly, "Seduction?"
"It's quite low-level." Rong Yu chuckled and leaned over to whisper in his ear, "But as long as the warden is interested in me, it won't be considered a failure."
Fu Qianzhi looked at him deeply, then stood up and carried the man horizontally.
"You succeeded." He said slowly, "I do have a bit of a vulgar taste."
"Seal off his five senses and put him in solitary confinement for a month." After informing the two prison guards about the subsequent treatment of West, Fu Qianzhi strode out of the punishment room holding Rongyu.
Jailer: “…”
It's incredible! This is the first prisoner who came out of the punishment room intact after breaking a taboo.
It is true that a hero cannot resist the temptation of beauty. Even a man like the warden cannot escape the temptation of beauty.
The warden's office is spacious and bright, spotlessly clean, and sprayed with air freshener. It is a hundred times better than the cell environment.
Fu Qianzhi had no intention of possessing Rong Yu. For some inexplicable subconscious reason, he did not want to hurt the young man, but rationally, he was not the kind of person who wanted to have sex with a stranger at first sight.
What’s the difference between that and animals
"Mr. Warden, you have bent the law for my sake. Will your superiors hold you accountable for dereliction of duty?" Rong Yu asked while sitting in the large office chair.
The blood on his face had been washed clean, and if you ignored the prison uniform, he looked as sunny and bright as any big boy in college.
Fu Qianzhi took off his windbreaker and put it on the back of the chair: "Since you are so worried about me, you can go back and be punished."
Rong Yu picked up the cup on the table and drank water naturally: "The warden is so powerful, it's not my turn to worry at all."
The emperor is far away and the sky is high. In this remote exile garbage planet, Fu Qianzhi is the master here.
Fu Qianzhi's eyes fell on the blood jade bracelet on his wrist: "You are not allowed to wear jewelry in prison."
Rong Yu calmly stretched out his hand: "Then please help me take it off, Mr. Warden."
The result is naturally that it cannot be picked.
Fu Qianzhi frowned and didn't ask any more questions. He noticed a bulge in Rongyu's shirt pocket: "Take out the things in your pocket."
Rongyu obediently took it out, and it was the Pisces jade pendant.
Following him to this world was the only thing Rongyu took away from the previous world.
"A bracelet and a jade pendant. Are you here to go to jail or for a date?" Fu Qianzhi looked at it for a moment, threw the jade pendant into the desk cabinet and locked it.
Rong Yu straightened up instantly: "Mine."
Fu Qianzhi said: "It was confiscated."
Rong Yu stared at him for a few seconds with an unclear look in her eyes, then leaned back lazily: "I will get it back sooner or later."
Fu Qianzhi seemed to smile: "That depends on your ability."
"You've had enough tea, you can go back now." Fu Qianzhi began to drive him away without mercy, "Since this is your first offense, I won't do it again."
Rong Yu sank into the chair like a boneless person: "Mr. Warden, I didn't have lunch, and I watched a disgusting show all afternoon. Out of humanitarianism, should you provide me with a sumptuous and delicious dinner?"
Fu Qianzhi sneered: "You are pushing your luck."
…
Ten minutes later, Rongyu enjoyed a rich and delicious meal.
The exile planet lacks resources, and the prisoners eat worse than pigs and dogs every day, and often have to eat leftovers. The warden's meals are all fresh ingredients provided by other planets, transported by interstellar spacecraft every day, and prepared by a special chef. There are pre-meal desserts, fruits and vegetables, meat snacks, and everything else.
A fairy day.
And it's really touching that the warden of this world is not a vegetarian.
Fu Qianzhi watched Rong Yu chewing with relish, and couldn't help curling his lips: "The way you eat is really like a little hamster. Wipe your mouth."
Rong Yu took Fu Qianzhi's handkerchief and wiped his mouth: "If the warden is willing to let me come to eat every day in the future, I will be happy to be your little hamster. Having a pet can help improve your mood, for example, you are smiling now."
As long as they can eat well, drink well, live well and sleep well, pets are fine. I have been a fish before, so why would I be afraid of hamsters
Fu Qianzhi's smile faded: "Go back after you finish eating."
"Okay, can I make one more request?"
"You're asking for a lot."
Rong Yu continued to talk to himself: "I want to have a single room. It's not comfortable to be squeezed in with a group of people."
Fu Qianzhi refused outright: "No."
He had already given the young man too many exceptions, and it would be abnormal to make more exceptions. And looking at the young man's appearance... he didn't seem like someone who would suffer a loss.
Rong Yu said unhappily, "But others have it."
This "others" refers specifically to Kodak.
Fu Qianzhi looked him over and said, "Single cells are for high-risk criminals, not for a greedy little hamster like you."
"Oh?" Rong Yu's eyes darkened, "Am I not dangerous enough?"
The gloom only lasted for a moment, and he immediately smiled brightly again: "Mr. Warden, can we meet again next time?"
Fu Qianzhi didn't comment: "I only deal with murder cases."
This means that no other situations occur.
"This is a bad habit." Rong Yu said seriously, "Otherwise, every time I see you, I will have to kill someone, and there won't be enough people in the prison for me to kill."
"..." Fu Qianzhi said coldly, "Leave when you are full."
"Goodbye, Mr. Warden. I'll take your handkerchief." Rong Yu said cheerfully, "I think it will be of use again soon."
What does he mean by this? Is he planning to come back for a free meal next time
Fu Qianzhi frowned. Why should he care about the ridiculous words of a prisoner
Cell No. 17.
The prisoners were lying on their beds, chatting.
"I didn't expect that pretty boy was so powerful that he actually killed Koda."
"He is a lunatic, but fortunately he is a lunatic. I was worried that he would come after me, but he dared to kill someone in front of the warden and brought about his own death. I don't think he will have the energy to deal with us after he comes out of the punishment room."
"Do you think he will be mentally normal when he comes out? It would be better if he is stupid. I am itching to have a taste of that face. It is easier to manipulate him if he is stupid."
"Who the hell doesn't want to get on? When the time comes, your butt belongs to you and my mouth belongs to me. Let's take turns."
"What's the use of having a pretty face? You're really ruthless. I still feel pain from the slap you gave me today. I'll make sure his face is swollen, his hands and feet are broken, and I'll make him drink my urine..."
"What do you want to do with him?"
"Hahahahahahahaha, of course I have to beat him up first. Kill him..."
"… "
The cell suddenly became quiet.
Whose voice was that just now
Rong Yu leaned against the door, playing with the shiny silver table knife in her hand, her eyes slightly curved, as sweet as poisoned honey.
"What are you talking about? Why don't you let me listen too?"
"Mr. Warden." The jailer hurried into the office.
Fu Qianzhi said calmly: "What's the matter?"
"The kitchen counted the tableware and found that a pair of knives and forks were missing." The prison guard reported, "The fork was the murder weapon used by prisoner No. 52 today. It has been destroyed. In addition, a table knife is missing..."
The lack of cutlery is no small matter in prison. No sharp objects are allowed in the cells, but these knives and forks can also play a huge role in the hands of prisoners, and they are very dangerous when hidden.
Table knife...
"Good-bye, Mr. Warden. I'll take your handkerchief. I think it will be of use again soon."
The young man's words suddenly came back to my mind.
Fu Qianzhi's expression changed slightly, and he put on his windbreaker: "Go to cell number 17."
…
Before I even got close to cell number 17, I could smell a strong smell of blood from afar.
Fu Qianzhi frowned and quickened his pace.
The scene in the cell was so horrifying that the two jailers who followed him were shocked and immediately turned around to vomit.
All seven prisoners in the cell were dead, lying in a mess, covered in blood. They were all stabbed in the throat, pierced in the temple, stabbed in the heart... all fatal injuries.
The only young man sitting on the bed was clean, without a drop of blood on his body.
A bloody table knife was thrown on the ground. He lowered his head and slowly wiped the blood off his fingers with a handkerchief.
Rong Yu turned around and looked at Fu Qianzhi standing outside the prison. He curled his eyes, his expression still harmless, even the curve of his lips was exactly the same.
"Mr. Warden, we hamsters cannot be kept together in cages."