On the second night, the obese middle-aged man gradually came to his senses, moaning and trying to get up, but his whole body was in excruciating pain, especially the beating and kicking by the jailer before, which affected the steel nails under his shoulder blades. Can't get up.
He roared angrily: "Are you all dead, come and help me!"
Those few people shrank back, looked at each other, looked at Du Dian, and did not dare to make a move, including the strong young man who reminded him earlier, also shrank in the corner, silent.
The obese middle-aged man yelled a few times, seeing that no one responded to him, the panic and sadness in his heart made him even more angry, but he already understood that he was abandoned, a wounded blind tiger, no matter how fierce he was, The facial expression is also difficult to calm down other people.
Moreover, unlike Lao Jin and Hei Scar, he has a high prestige in the prison. Even among the cell bosses, he is also one of the best existences. He can support each other. Even if one of them is seriously injured, no one dares to bully him.
Lonely, helpless, hopeless, dark.
He seems to have experienced the feeling when he was first thrown into prison again. At that time, he was violated while crying, and flattered while forcing a smile. It was not until his boss' deadline was up and he was sentenced to death that he got a chance to be in charge.
Now, he fell down again.
Du Dian looked at him silently without saying anything. After a while, the dinner was delivered. This time he was lucky and threw in four pieces of bread.
Doody picked up both safely.
Hearing the sound, the obese middle-aged man suddenly crawled up, but he didn't rush to snatch it, but kowtowed in the direction of Du Dian, begging: "Please, please forgive me, you will be my boss in the future, I admit defeat, Other people here often fight, I will be your thug from now on, you can do whatever you want me to do, please don’t hate me..."
Du Dian frowned slightly. He didn't expect his reversal to be so big. He thought he would counterattack in despair. After a moment of silence, he asked the others: "Do you think I should forgive him?"
Those people sat on the straw mat, looking at the black bread in Du Dian's hand, and when they heard the question, one of them tentatively whispered: "Boss, why don't you forgive him, each of our prisons is allocated Work, if he is abolished, it will be a disadvantage if there are fewer people to work."
Du Dian nodded slightly, and after the two jailers left, he said, "Abolish one of his arms and his third leg."
Several people were taken aback.
The face of the fat middle-aged man changed, and he couldn't help clenching his fingers lying on the ground, but then loosened them, begging: "Brother, what they said is right, we have jobs every week, if my job is abolished Arm, I will become a useless person, and when the work is divided equally among everyone, you will also suffer."
Du Di looked at him quietly and said, "Do you think I need to work by myself?"
The obese middle-aged man was taken aback.
The faces of the other people changed. They knew what Du Dian meant, but they didn't expect that their life would still be the same after changing the boss, and they couldn't help but feel a little sad and angry.
Du Dian looked at a few people and said, "Is no one doing it?"
Several people looked at each other, angry in their hearts, and kept silent in a tacit understanding.
Du Dian took out two pieces of black bread from his arms and said, "Whoever is obedient, this belongs to him."
This trick was used by the jailer in the past two days, and he is now using it now.
Several people were startled and hesitated, and finally one person stepped forward and said, "I'll come, but I'm afraid I won't be able to beat him."
Du Dian said to the obese middle-aged man: "Have you heard that, I believe that if you are smart, you will not resist, otherwise you will break more than one hand. If my guess is correct, the rules here are very simple. No killing, and guaranteed workload, so a little torture should be nothing."
Hearing the words "little torture" lightly, the obese middle-aged man trembled, angry and afraid, because he knew that what Du Dian said was absolutely correct.
As long as it doesn't kill people and doesn't affect the workload, the prison guards are happy to see dogs eat dogs.
Du Dian took out the other two pieces of black bread, bit them lightly, and said while eating, "The performance can begin."
Hearing his words, the others looked at the black bread he was chewing, gritted their teeth, and stepped forward to surround the fat middle-aged man.
People in other cells naturally also noticed the situation here, but it was rare that they didn't burst out laughing. Everyone felt a faint chill. They had seen vicious criminals and demons who killed without batting an eye, but they had never seen Someone who adapts so quickly, because Du Dian is not pure revenge, and he can't even hear the slightest hatred and killing intent from his orders, but a kind of calm.
It is this kind of calm that makes people feel an extremely dangerous atmosphere.
The screams and angry roars sounded in the prison, and the sound waves surged on the steel pillars of the cage, and then ruthlessly smashed into pieces.
Du Dian was chewing slowly and eating black bread that tasted like expired food, quietly watching the scene in front of him, and when he finished eating, the atrocities in front of him were over, leaving only the fat middle-aged man lying dying in a pool of blood In the middle, the crotch was blood red, and his left hand was broken.
The performance was over, and several people looked over, looking at the black bread in Du Dian's hand.
Du Dian was very trustworthy, without saying much, he threw the black bread casually, and fell into the blood flowing from the fat middle-aged man.
Several people hurriedly picked it up, divided it up quickly, and ate it randomly.
The days passed.
Although Du Dian didn't make another shot, the people here are not stupid. From his initial struggle, it can be seen that he is not an ordinary person, but a warrior with super strength.
After all, some things can explode with super strength without anger. They have seen too many people struggling with anger and despair, but in the end their unyielding heads were pressed down and they lay down on the ground for them to enjoy.
Pure anger, in the face of absolute power, does not work at all, it will only appear more pathetic and sad.
In the past few days, Du Dian occasionally talked to Hei Scar, and he also knew that this prison is located at the bottom of the lake. There are three floors in the prison. They are on the first floor, which also means that they are the weakest criminals in this prison.
To prove the weakness and strength of a criminal, in addition to relying on his own strength, there are also crimes committed outside.
Like Du Dian who entered here with "theft", he naturally belongs to the weakest category.
In the past few days, Du Dian also knew the crimes committed by the fat middle-aged man and several others. The fat middle-aged man, like his appearance, was a wealthy businessman who was imprisoned for raping a noble lady. However, it was his status as a wealthy businessman that gave him the opportunity to buy "God's Blessing" in the black market, so his power was so much higher than that of ordinary people, equivalent to a junior scavenger.
It was also the first time that Du Dian knew that something called "sacred" like "God's Blessing" could be purchased on the black market.