In hell, either endure it or rebirth from the ashes!
I have been to hell, where there are two heavens of ice and fire. Some souls are wrapped in ice and endure the cold, and some souls are burned by flames and kept between half-cooked and half-cooked.
But Alcatraz is more dangerous and painful than hell.
I protested that I was suddenly thrown into prison. The warden’s riding boots immediately kicked me in the face, causing me to lie down on my back, and my weak nose bleeds again.
The prisoners behind him were immediately in an uproar. The prison guard tapped the iron guardrail of the stairs with a rubber rod and ordered the prisoners to be quiet. The prisoners were quiet, I lay on the ground, through the dome, I saw the gloomy sky.
"Prisoners with serious sins, feel free to temper in this prison. When you can abandon your sex, you can go to God with your soul!" The warden opened the Bible and said to the prisoners, but they were using Chinese. .
The warden closed the Bible and walked up the stairs.
After the warden and the prison guards watched him enter the office on the third floor, they turned their heads and pointed to me: "Leibo, you two of you guys take this steel soldier to clean up and give him a set of daily necessities!"
The two prison guards saluted and took orders immediately, and then blew their whistle.
The prisoners in orange prison uniforms quickly dispersed and returned to their cells.
I saw an obscene-looking man with small eyes and a beard with red lips piercing his tongue out at me, and I immediately felt nauseous.
The tall prison guard Leibo tapped the railing with a rubber rod to signal him to roll.
Another prison guard Saiwen poked my face with a rubber stick and asked: "Areyouok?"
My face was bloodstained, my nose was sour, my mouth was astringent, and there was no answer. Leibo came over, leaned over and pulled me by the collar of my bloody shirt with his big hairy hands. He got up, but his hand pulled hard, and the bloody shirt tore at the sound.
Leibo said nonchalantly: "●31 novel app download address●It doesn't matter, I will send you a new set later!"
In the small and damp bathroom, I took off the only remaining clothes. Seven picked up the faucet and flushed towards me. I closed my eyes, looked through the wall, and saw a warehouse with a large amount of daily necessities. There are soap, towels, dinner plates, toothpaste and toothbrushes. Two prison guards were picking daily necessities with dinner plates.
Half an hour later, Saiwen turned off the faucet with a smirk and shouted at me: "Come here!"
When I was about to pick up the old clothes on the ground to cover my body, Saiwen's long face became ugly, and he knocked the wall with a rubber rod, "Let it down, who let you take the clothes!"
So I had to bend over, cover the vital parts with my hands, and walk out of the bathroom with bare feet. A gust of wind made my hair stand up. Fortunately, there were not many people in the aisle outside the bathroom, and one or two guards who passed by occasionally didn't even glance at me.
In the next room, I was standing in front of the desk. A prison guard threw the dinner plate with towels, toothpaste and toothbrush on the table and motioned for me to get dressed. ''
The shirt of the prison uniform is an orange short-sleeved shirt, with the prison name printed on the back and chest, and the prisoner's number is on the left chest. My serial number is W020504, which is the date of my imprisonment.
The trousers of the prison uniform were a bit fat, and they looked like a flour pocket on my body.
The guard on the opposite side threw me a pair of blue slippers, and said that the text is complete and can be signed.
Seven picked up the pen on the table and quickly signed it, and led me away.
I returned to the cell again, but I saw "s1653" still printed on the cell door, which may be the cell number.
Throwing the dinner plate and daily necessities on the floor, I lay down and started to rest. I didn't sleep last night, so I have to make up for my sleep today. The air in the cell was not good, and there was an indescribable smell.
As soon as I closed my eyes, before I fell asleep, I heard the rubber rod knocking on the iron door again. Leibo yelled: "You, come out!"
Now I feel a little weak in my limbs and don’t want to move at all, but the knock on the door is too harsh, and I get out of bed slowly, Leibo opened the prison door and said to me: “The other prisoners are all working. You are lazy here, come with me!"
The fat pants restricted my walking speed. Leibo kept poking my back with a rubber rod, urging me to move forward. After passing through the playground in front of the cell, we came to a long narrow workshop.
The prisoners inside were gluing paper boxes. They pressed the kraft paper according to the fold line, brushed it with glue, and pressed it firmly. A kraft paper bag was half done.
This kind of work is purely manual and very simple. Leibo ordered these prisoners to make room for me and signaled me to start working too.
After staring at us for a moment, the guards turned around and passed cigarettes to each other.
Next to me is an old prisoner with gray hair and dark complexion. He whispered in English: "Areyouese?"
The white guy who was standing opposite me put the glued paper bag on his head and made it funny, causing all the prisoners to laugh. The prison guard at the door dangled a cigarette and knocked the rubber rod against the iron door, making a "clang" sound.
The prisoners were silent immediately, and the guy opposite took off the paper bag and continued to work.
While brushing the glue, I looked at these prisoners on the opposite side. They were sophisticated, but deliberately slowing down. They exchanged eyes or whispers with each other, and they all looked at me.
The prisoners were diverse, with different skin colors. The United States was a hodgepodge. There were all kinds of people. At the opposite end, I saw a compatriot with yellow skin, but he did not speak, so I am not sure of his nationality.
My stomach groaned, and I couldn't help but vent my breath.
The prisoners immediately pinched their noses and laughed. The guards came and held their breath. I saw that these prisoners were pointing at me. The guards became angry. They pressed the rubber stick and knocked on my head twice, and then signaled everyone to continue. Work.
When my method of pasting paper boxes became more sophisticated, the guard came over and shouted, "Ok, Knockitoff, eat!"
These prisoners immediately dropped the glue and paper boxes in their hands, and quickly lined up. I stood first. The guards blew their whistle to signal me to lead the team away, but I didn't know where to take these prisoners
Another prison guard led the way. We passed through an iron gate, through the playground, and came to the restaurant.
This restaurant, like the workshop, is a long iron case with stools on both sides. I smell the aroma of potatoes and fish.
The prison guard walked away from me and stared at us at the window at the end of the iron case. In the window is the chef who cooks food. I actually saw a Chinese. He shouted in a Shandong Caozhou accent, "Chinese? Fortunately to meet you." !"
This chef looks a lot like a famous cross talk actor and is also a big fat man. He handed me a dinner plate. With a big hand, he buckled the potatoes into the dinner plate with a shake of the steel spoon. He also dug two fishes. To me, he told me: "Don't worry, eat slowly!" Finally, he gave me a cup of shrimp soup.
I thanked him, then returned to the case with the dinner plate and prepared to start eating, only to find that the guards and prisoners were staring at me, and some even showed a smirk, which made me get goose bumps.
No matter what, it’s important to fill my stomach. I gobbled it up. These prisoners walked past or behind me, muttering: "oy!"
A big fat man sat opposite me, stuck his tongue at me, and said in his mouth: "oy! Ilike!" He gave me a harpoon.
I immediately returned the fish to him with a fork, indicating that he didn't need it. (End of this chapter)