The Dark King

On the second night, the obese middle-aged man gradually woke up and tried to climb, but the whole body was extremely painful, especially the kick and kick of the previous jailer, which touched the steel nail under his shoulder blade. At this moment, both hands were soft and weak. Can't climb up.

He growled angrily: "Are you all dead, come and help Laozi!"

The few people shrank in the back, looked at each other, yelled at Du Di'an, and dared not to shoot, including the strong young people who had previously reminded him, and also shrank in the corner, and snorted.

The obese middle-aged man snorted a few times, seeing no one responding to himself, the panic and sadness in his heart made him more angry, but he already understood that he was abandoned, and a wounded blind tiger, even if it was exposed again. It’s hard to hold on to other people.

Moreover, unlike the old gold and the black scorpion, he has a high prestige in the prison. Even in the heads of various cells, it is one of the best in existence and can support each other. Even if one of them is seriously injured, no one dares to bully.

Loneliness, helplessness, despair, darkness.

He seemed to realize the feeling when he was first thrown into prison. At that time, he was violated in crying. He was flattered in a strong smile, until his boss’s deadline expired and he was sentenced to death, and he was given a chance to go to the top.

Today, he has fallen again.

Du Dian looked at him silently, didn't say anything, after a while, the dinner was delivered, this time more fortunate, throwing in four pieces of bread.

Duddy’s security is on the rise.

The obese middle-aged man heard the sound and suddenly crawled up, but did not rush to **** it. Instead, he stalked in the direction of Du Di'an and pleaded: "I beg you, spare me, you will be my boss in the future, I will admit defeat. Others here often fight, I will be your hitter in the future, you can do whatever I want, and beg you not to hate me..."

Du Dian frowned slightly. He didn't expect his reversal to be so big. He thought he would desperately fight back, silent for a moment, and told others: "Do you think that I should forgive him?"

The few people sat on the straw mat and looked at the dark bread in Du Di'an's hand. When they heard the question, one of them tentatively whispered: "Boss, or you will forgive him, we are assigned to each prison." Work, if it is abolished, and less people work, it is also very disadvantageous."

Du Dian nodded slightly, waiting for the two jailers to leave, said: "Abolish one of his arms and the third leg."

A few people heard it.

The fat middle-aged man's face changed, and the fingers on the ground couldn't help but tighten, but then they came loose and pleaded for the truth: "Big brother, they are right, we have work every week, if it is abolished me." Arm, I will become a waste person, when the work is equally divided on everyone's head, you will also suffer."

Dudi looked at him quietly and said: "Do you think I need to work on my own?"

Obese middle-aged people glimpse.

The other people changed their faces and knew the meaning of Du Di'an. They didn't expect to change their boss. Their days are still like this, and they can't help but feel some anger.

Du Di'an looked at a few people and said: "No one is doing it?"

A few people looked at each other with a sigh of relief in their hearts, and they kept their tacit understanding.

Du Dian took two pieces of black bread from his arms and said: "Whoever obeys, who is this?"

This trick was used by the jailer in the past two days. He is now learning to use it.

A few people groaned and some hesitated. In the end, one person came forward and said, "I am coming, but I am afraid I can't beat him."

Du Di'an is obese and middle-aged: "I heard it, I believe that if you are smart, you will not resist, otherwise you will lose more than one hand. If I guess it is correct, the rules here are very simple. Articles, no murder, and guaranteed workload, so a small torture, it should be nothing."

Hearing his understatement of the words "small torture", the obese middle-aged body trembled, angry and fearful, because he knew that Du Di'an said it was completely correct.

As long as you don't kill people and don't affect the workload, the dog bites the dog is the favorite of the jailer.

Du Di'an took out two other pieces of black bread and gently bite it to eat. He ate and said: "The performance can begin."

Hearing him, several others looked at the black bread he chewed, biting his teeth, and surrounded the obese middle-aged.

Other prisoners naturally noticed the situation here, but there was no such thing as a noisy laugh. Everyone felt a faint chill. They had seen the most wicked criminals, and they had seen the demons who did not blink, but never saw them. People who have adapted so quickly, because Du Di'an is not pure revenge, even from his commandment can not hear the slightest hatred and killing, but a kind of calm.

It is this calm that makes people feel a very dangerous atmosphere.

The screams of screams and anger rang in the prison, and the sound waves swayed on the steel pillars of the cage, and then ruthlessly smashed.

Du Dian ate slowly and ate the black bread like the taste of expired food, quietly looking at the scene in front of him, waiting for him to finish, the atrocities in front of him are over, leaving only obese middle-aged people lying immersively in the pool In the middle of the crotch, a red blood was broken and the left hand was broken.

The performance was over, and several people looked over and looked at the dark bread in Dudyan's hand.

Du Di'an is very trustworthy. Not much to say, the black bread is thrown out and falls in the blood of the obese middle-aged people.

Several people hurriedly picked up, quickly divided equally, and ate indiscriminately.

The days passed by.

Although Du Di'an did not take another shot, the people here are not stupid. From his initial struggle, he can see that he is not an ordinary person, but a soldier with super strength.

After all, some things can break out of super strength without relying on anger. They have seen too many people struggling with anger and despair, and they are still being pressed against their unyielding heads and kneeling on the ground for them to enjoy.

Simple anger, in the face of absolute power, does not work at all, it will only appear more sad and more sad.

These days, Du Di'an occasionally said a few words to the black scorpion. He also knows that the prison is at the bottom of the lake. The prison has three floors. They are on the first floor and they represent the weakest criminal in this prison.

To prove the weakness and power of a criminal, in addition to relying on his own strength, there are crimes committed outside.

Like Du Di'an entering here with "theft", it is naturally the weakest category.

In these few days, Du Di'an also knows the crimes committed by obese middle-aged people and several other people. This obese middle-aged man, like his appearance, was once a rich businessman who was imprisoned for being a noble lady. . However, it is his identity as a wealthy businessman that gives him the opportunity to buy God's blessings in the black market, so his power will be much higher than that of ordinary people, equivalent to the primary scavengers.

For the first time, Dudian also knew that the blessing of God, known as the ‘sacred’ item, could also be purchased in the black market. (To be continued.)