There are prisons in every country, including the "junzi country" in Zhiyi novels.
Why set up a prison
Because criminals need to be punished, because there are not only good people, but also evil people.
And the place I was escorted to was a prison called "Alcatraz". After Leicester and the guards on the island were handed over, they boarded an armed jeep with Wilson.
I was pulled up from the wheelchair and escorted into a sealed car. Through the sealed car, I saw the convoy driving down the road into a huge castle.
The sound of waves hitting the reefs kept coming into my ears. There was a watch tower on every high ground of the island. I looked up at the night sky and saw a huge face of a devil in the night sky.
The huge gate made of steel plate opened and closed continuously. I counted in my mind. The car passed through six gate inspections and drove over and over again and stopped in front of a black house.
The bright light on the roof turned on, and I was taken out of the car, taken into the house, pressed on a special iron chair, and re-secured my limbs and neck with straps.
The cloth cover on my head was torn off again, I saw a bright light, and closed my eyes again.
Behind an iron desk, two iron chairs were placed, and the sound of army boots treading on the ground came into my ears. A warden wearing a black Napoleonic leather hat came in, pulled the chair and took a seat. , Stretched out his hand to signal that the other person is also seated.
Lester sat beside the warden, and Wilson and another guard stood behind me.
"Let me introduce to you, this is the warden Maesi of Alcatraz Island!" Lester made an introduction. The warden sitting across from me has a broad forehead, a strand of curly black hair sticking out from under the brim of his hat, a pair of blue eyes like copper bells, a brown face like a knife, a huge nose, wide lips, and a jaw. There is a row of short whiskers like steel needles.
The man was sturdy and yelled in heavy Chinese: "They are used to calling me Sergeant Satan, you are Chinese, do you believe in God?"
I nodded, "Satan means the devil in the Bible, look at my face!" He turned his head. A scar continued from the base of his right ear to his lower jaw.
"A scum tried to strip off my entire face, but his face was stripped off by me. He is still waiting to die in a cell in this prison. Welcome to Alcatraz Island. I am the classic here. Prisoner Metz!" Metz confessed to me.
His Chinese is very fluent, which surprised me.
"You must be surprised why my Chinese is so fluent?" I questioned me, and then continued: "That's because my grandfather, father and uncle were all killed by you Chinese, especially My uncle was killed by a Taoist priest."
My mouth was sealed with tape, and I couldn't respond vocally.
"On Alcatraz, there are only two ways for prisoners to leave here. One is to get permission from their superiors to leave, and the other is to leave as ashes."
The Satan warden introduced himself, Lester interrupted: "Mr. Yuan is a steel warrior!"
"What I hate the most is the steel warrior. This is the melting pot of steel!" Satan roared, and the scruff on his face began to shine. He motioned to the prison guard to tear off the tape on my mouth, and I panted, but felt a strong violent atmosphere in the air here.
Satan said to me: "I will call you Iron Warrior, Iro!"
The prison guard untied the holster on my limbs and pulled me up from the chair. I kicked the iron chair with one foot. The chair hit the iron desk with a crisp sound. .
Sergeant Satan stood up, said it didn't matter, and walked straight out of the room.
At dawn, I was taken into a cell numbered 9748. The prison guard who escorted me said to me in Chinese through the hole on the iron gate: "The small stove that the warden specially opened for you. Enjoy it slowly, Iron Warrior!"
It seems that the prison guards here can understand Chinese, and some can speak Chinese. Communication is no longer a problem, but how long will I stay here? How can I leave
The cell was very simple. It was just a camp bed with a torn straw mat and no bedding pillows. I was barefoot. I had just kicked the chair and my toes began to swell. I suspected that my toe was broken.
I sat on the bed, clutching the toe of my left foot, enduring the pain, maybe sleeping can make people forget the pain, so I lay down on the straw mat, closed my eyes and fell asleep.
This time my soul was not separated from my body, but I saw a black air emanating from my body. The black air gradually subsided, and the pain disappeared. A golden light enveloped my body. When the golden light dimmed, there was a crisp ringtone. Wake me up.
I seem to be back in the middle school days. When I boarded in the school dormitory, I was awakened every morning by the sound of getting up, and then I got dressed and washed. I lined up in front of the school building and went to the playground to run five laps. The head teachers and teachers of each class were running. Also check the number of people.
Although I have been away from the campus for many years, I still sat up from the **, rubbing my eyes, the iron door was violently knocked: "Iron Warrior, it's time to get up and smelt!" The guard who escorted me to the cell began to call me.
The cell door opened, and I slowly walked out of the cell door, followed him to the square, and began to line up with the other prisoners. After the line was lined up, I opened my eyes and was immediately shocked by the sight in front of me.
The playground of this football field has become an orange ocean. There are at least thousands of prisoners of different shapes and strange shapes, and I am a white leaf in this orange ocean.
I heard faint laughter coming from all around me. In front was a wall-like body. On the left was a bald man, one head taller than me, with a pair of triangular eyes slanting, showing a sly smile, and a black man on the right. , With short hair, grinning, showing sharp white teeth.
Someone was poking my back. I turned my head and saw an ugly head. This guy was taller than me, but I smelled a stench from him. This person has a dark complexion, some of Indian Asan's blood, and the beard stubble on his face is like a barb.
"You, isyou, ehere!" I heard someone yelling in front of me, so I stopped by the prestige.
On the stairs leading to the second floor stood the Satan warden and two prison guards, and behind them stood an old man with glasses, squinting and holding a black book.
"It's you, Iron Warrior, you come up!" The prison guard ordered me.
I squeezed the prisoners away and walked up the stairs. These prisoners laughed mockingly, "Ironsoldiers!"
Under the stairs, I looked up at the warden and two guards.
"Behind you are ordinary prisoners here. They have to admit that their crimes are extremely wicked and wicked. They cannot change their sins here, but they can be suppressed!" Satan said to me.
I immediately asked: "What crime did I commit and I was imprisoned here?"
The old man behind them opened his eyes and looked at me, and the warden reported to him: "Thewarden, Thespyisfroma."
The old man looked down at me and said slowly in Chinese: "Come on, child, give me your sex, and give your soul to God. When your life is over, your ashes can go back to your hometown for burial!"
I sneered and said, "No need, prepare your souls, I will send your souls to hell!" I was kicked in the jaw by Satan. (End of this chapter)