After a while, the obese middle-aged man next to him, clutching his injured leg, reacted and cursed angrily: "Trash, come on, beat him up and see how he fights back!"
"Boss." The figure clutching his abdomen hesitated, and said, "This brat is too strong, he doesn't look like an ordinary civilian, why don't you starve him for a few days first, and then wean him when he loses his strength?"
The obese middle-aged man rolled his eyes in anger, and cursed angrily: "Trash, trash!" Although he cursed, he didn't force a few people to besiege Du Dian. The latter's resistance just now really shocked him. Generally, people who have just been pierced with steel nails, no matter how rebellious they were before, will become like a dead dog, unable to resist, but this kid is very strange. He obviously didn't have the strength to stand up on the ground before. As a result, he rebelled later, but it was even crazier and more intense than the others.
Moreover, he has also experienced Du Dian's strength, and he can't help thinking, if it weren't for the steel nails pierced, he might not be the opponent of this brat in a frontal fight.
"Don't let him relax, this brat was probably a hunter or a knight before." Although the fat middle-aged man had a swollen face, his mind was sharp, and he said coldly: "Give me 24 hours to take turns to attack, Don't let him close his eyes, I don't believe that he can't be broken, and a newcomer still wants to make waves, I'm sorry!"
"Fat pig, stop!" A burly young man said in a low voice from a nearby cell, "This kid has great potential, I want it."
The fat middle-aged man's face darkened, and he said: "Hei Scar, it's not that I don't give you face, I have offended this kid, if I make his life easier in the future, it won't be as easy as mine, I must abolish him! "
"I promise you, he won't provoke you in the future." The burly young man frowned.
The obese middle-aged man sneered, and said: "When he recovers from his injury, you may not be able to hold him back if he seeks revenge from me. There is no need to discuss this matter, and you don't need to talk about it anymore. I don't want to turn against you."
The burly young man looked gloomy, and took a deep look at him, but said nothing.
"Why are you still standing there, I said, don't give him time to breathe!" The obese middle-aged man turned around and shouted angrily.
These people hesitated, but they still stepped forward to pounce, intimidating Du Dian and making him tense.
Du Dian panted, looking at several figures shaking in front of him, the previous torture on the torture rack, and the massive blood loss on his body made his eyes blurred, and he raised his hand to make an attacking posture while recovering his strength.
Among these people, a thin young man was more clever, and he saw that Du Dian was just a futile air, and kicked out suddenly in several consecutive postures of deliberate false pounces.
Du Dian was caught off guard, was kicked in the arm and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, several other people became more courageous and continued to feign attacks, occasionally attacking suddenly during the feint.
Soon, Du Di'an was covered with scars all over his body.
The thin young man feinted back and forth a few times, but he shot again in vain, kicking Du Dian's neck.
Du Dian, who had given up resisting for a long time, raised his arm in vain, hugged his feet tightly, with a hideous face, raised his other arm and slammed it on his knee.
There was a click, and the sound of bones breaking. At the same time, the thin young man screamed like a pig, howling in pain.
Seeing this, several other people hurried forward and kicked Du Dian, forcing Du Dian to let go.
Du Dian didn't hold on, let go of his hand, leaned against the cage behind his back and panted heavily, only felt the pain at the shoulder blades on both sides made his nerves twitch, but compared with before, he could barely bear it, just like the human body's instinct , gradually adapting.
"Ah, ah, ah..." The thin young man retreated with the support of several other people, and sat on the straw mat on the ground, screaming in pain. The leg he kicked protruded in the opposite direction, and the inside Blood vessels and nerves were apparently damaged.
The obese middle-aged man's expression changed, he looked at Du Dian coldly, and said coldly: "What a boy, he is tenacious enough."
Du Dian stared at him, without speaking.
Several other people immediately helped the skinny young man deal with the leg injury and adjust the bones, and no one came to pay attention to Du Dian for a while.
People in other cells saw that the entertainment program was over, and they became a little boring.
"Really boring."
"The fat pig is too rubbish, even a kid can't handle it."
"Fat pig, if you don't kill this brat, you will be the one who dies."
"He came to our Thorn Flower Prison at a young age, he is definitely an evil embryo."
Hearing the words from other cells, the obese middle-aged man's face was full of gloom. He didn't expect this new kid to be so tricky, but he didn't rush to make a move, but continued to wait.
A few hours later, two jailers opened the door, put a wooden plank from the stairs, rolled down the wooden plank with a cart, and pushed it into the corridor. One of the guards shouted, "You trash, eat."
The chatter and laughter in each cell suddenly fell silent.
Another youth guard picked up the presumed food and threw it into each cage, all of which were pieces of dark bread.
"My lord, we seem to be missing a share here." Someone in one of the cages said.
The two jailers who picked up the black bread and discarded it casually looked at it, and one of them bent down and said, "It's one less, give me the one in your hand."
The man seemed to realize something, shook his head and said, "A lot."
"Let you give it to me, do you hear me, stupid pig!" The jailer roared in vain.
The man looked ugly, but he still handed him the bread in his hand.
The jailer picked up the bread, spit two mouthfuls of saliva on it, threw it on the ground outside the cage, raised his toes and stepped on it hard, twisting back and forth, crushing the bread flat, and said with a sneer, "If you want to eat trash, pick it up." Let's go." After finishing speaking, he returned to the cart and continued to distribute black bread to other cages in the corridor.
After a while, the cart came to the cage where Du Dian was.
One of the five jailers who happened to execute Du Dian, saw Du Dian leaning on the cage dying, and couldn't help laughing: "Little devil, are you still used to living here? Has this fat pig made you feel good? ?” The tone was relaxed, as if greeting an old acquaintance.
Du Dian lowered his head and didn't make a sound.
Another young jailer next to him looked at Du Dian, and said with a smile: "I heard that there is a new kid today. Just after he came here, he beat a jailer into a disability and couldn't go to work. Could it be this little guy?"
The former jailer youth smiled and said: "Yeah, I also blame that unlucky Rolls for being so stupid that he didn't know how to put the steel nails on first and then the punishment. Haha, he will be lying on the hospital bed for half a year now, and his wife will be lonely." .”
Another young jailer laughed when he heard this.
The former jailer youth suddenly rolled his eyes, turned his head and said loudly: "Do you want to watch a performance?"
"Performing?" The people in the other cages were eating black bread, and when they heard this, they raised their heads, and someone immediately took the lead and shouted: "I want to!"
"think!"
The people in the other cages did not lag behind, responding quickly.
The jailer young man listened to the responses in all the cages, and his face showed joyful enjoyment. This feeling of overwhelming response made him very useful. He took out two pieces of black bread from the cart and said to Du Di'an's cage: "Play Let’s play a little game, fat pig, play with this brat, whoever wins will get something to eat, and if he loses, go eat dirt tonight and tomorrow.”