On the second night, the obese middle-aged man gradually woke up.
He groaned and tried to get up, but his whole body was in severe pain, especially the beatings and kicks by the jailer earlier, which affected the steel nails under his shoulder blades.
At this moment, his hands were soft and weak.
Can't get up.
He roared angrily: "Are you all dead?
Come and help me."
The few people huddled back, looked at each other, looked at Dudian, and did not dare to take action.
Including the sturdy young man who had reminded him earlier, he huddled in the corner and remained silent.
The obese middle-aged man roared a few times, but when no one responded to him, the panic and sadness in his heart made him more and more angry.
But he already understood that he had been abandoned.
An injured blind tiger, no matter how ferocious he showed, His expression could no longer calm other people down.
Moreover, unlike Lao Jin and Hei Scar, he has a high prestige in the prison.
Even among the leaders of each cell, he is one of the best.
He can support each other.
Even if one of them is seriously injured, no one dares to bully them.
Loneliness, helplessness, despair, darkness.
He seemed to have experienced the feeling when he was first thrown into prison.
At that time, he was violated while crying, and flattered while forcing a smile.
It was not until his boss's term expired and he was sentenced to death that he got the chance to rise to the top.
Now, he has fallen again.
Dudian looked at him silently without saying anything.
After a while, the dinner was delivered.
This time, he was luckier, and four pieces of bread were thrown in.
Doody picked them up safely.
When the fat middle-aged man heard the sound, he suddenly crawled up, but did not rush to snatch it.
Instead, he kowtowed in the direction of Du Di'an and begged: "Please, spare me, you will be my boss from now on, I give up.
Others here often compete with each other.
I will be your thug from now on.
I can do anything you ask me to do.
Please don’t hold a grudge against me."
Dudian frowned slightly.
He didn't expect his reversal to be so big.
He thought he would fight back in despair.
He was silent for a moment and said to the others: "Do you think I should forgive him?"
The few people were sitting on the straw mat, looking at the black bread in Dudian's hand.
When they heard the question, one of them tentatively whispered: "Boss, why don't you forgive him?
Each of our prisons is assigned a As for work, if he is abolished and there are fewer people to work, it will be a big loss. " Dudian nodded slightly, and after the two jailers left, he said, "Crap one of his arms and his third leg."
Several people were stunned when they heard this.
The face of the obese middle-aged man changed.
He couldn't help but clenched his fingers lying on the ground, but then loosened them again.
He begged and said: "Brother, they are right.
We have work every week.
If you abolish my Arm, I will become a useless person, and then the work will be divided equally between everyone, and 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 startled.
The faces of the other people changed.
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They knew what Du Di'an meant.
They didn't expect that their lives would still be the same after changing the boss, and they couldn't help feeling a little sad and angry.
Dudian looked at a few people and said, "Is no one taking action?"
Several people looked at each other, angry in their hearts, and remained silent in tacit agreement.
Dudian took out two pieces of black bread from his arms and said, "Whoever is obedient will get this."
This trick has been used by the jailer in the past two days, and he is now learning and using it.
Several people were stunned and hesitated, but finally one person stepped forward and said, "I'll come, but I'm afraid I can't beat him."
Du Dian said to the obese middle-aged man: "Did you hear that?
I believe that if you are smart, you will not resist, otherwise more than one hand will be broken off.
If my guess is correct, the rules here are very simple, just two Article 1: No killing is allowed, and the workload is guaranteed, so this small torture should be nothing. " Hearing him say the words "little torture" in an understatement, the obese middle-aged man trembled with anger and fear, because he knew that what Dudian said was absolutely correct.
As long as it doesn't kill anyone and doesn't affect the workload, jailers like to see dog bites.
Dudian took out two other pieces of black bread, bit into them gently, and said while eating, "The show can begin."
After hearing his words, several other people looked at the black bread he was chewing, gritted their teeth, and stepped forward to surround the obese middle-aged man.
The people in other cells naturally noticed the situation here, but rarely laughed.
Everyone felt a faint chill.
They had seen extremely vicious criminals and demons who killed without blinking an eye, but they had never seen one.
It is a person who adapts so quickly, because Dudian is not purely revenge, and there is not even the slightest hatred or murderous intention from his instructions, but a kind of calmness.
It is this kind of calmness that makes people feel an extremely dangerous atmosphere.
Screams and angry roars resounded in the prison, and the sound waves rippled through the steel pillars of the cage, then smashed into pieces mercilessly.
Dudian was chewing the black bread that tasted like expired food slowly, and looked at the scene in front of him quietly.
When he finished eating, the atrocities in front of him were over, leaving only the obese middle-aged man lying dying in a pool of blood.
In the middle, his crotch was bloody and his left hand was broken.
The performance was over, and several people looked over, looking at the black bread in Dudian's hand.
Dudian kept his word and didn't say much.
He threw the black bread away and fell into the blood of the obese middle-aged man.
Several people hurriedly picked it up, quickly divided it evenly, and ate it indiscriminately.
The days passed.
Although Dudian did not take action again, the people here were not fools.
From his initial struggle, it could be seen that he was not an ordinary person, but a warrior with super strength.
After all, some things can explode with super power without relying on anger.
They have seen too many people struggling in anger and despair, but in the end their unyielding heads were still pressed down and they lay on the ground for them to enjoy.
Pure anger has no effect in the face of absolute power.
It will only appear more pathetic and sad.
In the past few days, Dudian occasionally talked to Black Scar, and he also knew that the prison was located at the bottom of the lake.
The prison had three floors.
They were on the first floor, which meant that they were the weakest criminals in the prison.
To prove a criminal's weakness and strength, in addition to relying on his own strength, there are also crimes committed outside.
Dudian, who entered here on the charge of "theft", naturally belongs to the weakest category.
In the past few days, Du Dian also learned about the crimes committed by the obese middle-aged man and several others.
Just like his appearance, this obese middle-aged man was once a wealthy businessman who was imprisoned for raping and raping a noble lady from a certain family. .
However, it was his status as a wealthy businessman that gave him the opportunity to buy "God's Blessing" on the black market, so his power was much higher than that of ordinary people, equivalent to a junior scavenger.
Dudian also knew for the first time that a sacred item like "God's Blessing" could be purchased on the black market
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