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I was stunned, I had no idea what was happening!
Out of my body¡¯s instinct, I kept struggling to break free from the restraints.
But I found that everything was in vain. The more I struggled, the stronger the constraints I faced!
¡°Don¡¯t make a sound, I¡¯ll beat you to death if you dare to make a sound!¡± I heard the heavy breathing that was deliberately suppressed, like a wild wolf in the night.
Since my whole body was being suppressed, I had no room to resist. I even half-given up and hugged my head to protect the most vulnerable parts.
Sure enough, soon I felt that my body was covered with a quilt, and they were punched and kicked one after another.
They were very skillful and made me feel enough pain without causing any skin trauma.
When you beat someone in prison, you usually cover them with a quilt and use your fists and kicks to hit the other person's stomach and other soft parts, making sure no scars are visible!
And it¡¯s enough to make the other person beg his grandpa and grandma in pain.
I was held down by several people with my body, punched and kicked, but I was unable to resist.
"It's a murder, it's a murder!" I bit the hand that was covering my mouth hard, and the man screamed in pain and subconsciously let go.
I immediately shouted at the top of my lungs: "Kill someone, kill someone!"
¡°In a place like the detention center, there are people on duty 24 hours a day through surveillance. I believe that my shouting can definitely attract the prison guards.
You bastards, don¡¯t you like to hit people?
?Then I will help you increase your sentence and let you stay in prison for the rest of your life!
"Let's go!" The rough voice sounded again in the darkness.
I felt all the restraints on my body disappear. They let go of me and ran back to their respective positions.
Within five minutes, three prison guards rushed over with batons. Apparently they heard my shouts.
The originally silent detention center suddenly became lively with my shouting, and all the dozen prisoners who were sleeping were awakened.
¡°What a noise, you¡¯re not going to let anyone sleep if you¡¯re shouting!¡±
"Newcomers, be honest and don't cause trouble!"
When they knew it was me, the newcomer, who was shouting at the top of his lungs, they immediately became very unfriendly.
They didn¡¯t seem to care whether I was beaten or not. Instead, they were scolded and scolded in turn because I disturbed their sleep.
"Come out!" At this time, the lights in the cell came on, and a prison guard pointed at me and said.
The other two prison guards guarded the prison door with weapons, and he pressed me out.
¡°Take off your clothes and let me see.¡± The prison guard looked at me and ordered, his tone full of indifference.
I had no choice but to follow the prison guards¡¯ instructions and take off my clothes for them to inspect.
"There are no scars. Don't cause trouble for the newcomers here. Be honest!" The prison guard looked at my body without scars and warned.
¡°Then with his warning, I was pushed back to the cell.
The prison guard rolled his eyes at me, and then shouted into the cell: "Come here bald!"
The bald man who was so fierce in front of me and who just held me down and beat me walked up to the prison guard very humbly: "What's the matter, brother?"
"Take care of your man, don't let him cause trouble, and you also have to pay attention!" The prison guard glanced at the leader impatiently and said dissatisfied.
There is a prison bully in every room in the detention center. They say that the county magistrate is not as good as the current one. These prison bullies are the direct executors of maintaining internal order.
This is an unspoken and unspoken rule. They are the direct managers here and even maintain the stability inside.
"Don't cause trouble for me, otherwise I'll ask you!"
The prison guard stared at the bald man and said viciously.
The bald man didn¡¯t dare to say anything more and kept smiling.
After the incident at night, the bald man stopped attacking me. Instead, he gave me a look with his eyes, as if to warn me.
¡°However, there were several people in the prison who were woken up by me and cursed me with all sorts of dirty words.
I lay on the bed with my eyes closed and could only pretend I didn¡¯t hear anything.
¡° Entering a detention center is not as leisurely as a detention center. You have to work after entering.
The next day, I was assigned to work on the processing line along with other inmates. This factory atmosphere took me back to more than ten years ago.
When I was a teenager? In order to help my family earn some tuition money during the winter and summer vacations, I deliberately worked in some private factories.
Because temporary workers like us are cheap and willing to work, bosses are willing to hire them.
¡°However, those bosses are more evil-minded than the last, treating us like donkeys and looking for various reasons to deduct money.
During those passionate years, I sold my cheap labor just to earn that meager salary.
¡°I used to be able to withstand the oppression of black-hearted factories, but now I can¡¯t bear the life in prison. After all, I am getting older and my energy in all aspects has dropped significantly.
¡°And what¡¯s even more cruel about the work in the detention center is that they don¡¯t get a penny, and they have to complete tasks in a rationed manner.
I saw a lazy person next to me who was beaten up and had to work hard.
I have no doubt that the environment here is darker than the black-hearted factory where I already stayed.
During the day, everyone was as tired as a dog, and no one had the energy to talk to me.
Tonight¡¯s food was slightly improved. In addition to boiled cabbage, there were two pieces of pork fat.
I never ate pork fat before. The greasy feeling bloomed in my mouth and made my scalp numb.
¡°But the meals for the past two days have not even contained a drop of oil or water. Coupled with the heavy workload on my body, I feel that my body is extremely hungry.
These two pieces of fat, which I would have despised in the past, now seem to me to be treasures.
I carefully put this piece of fat into my mouth, feeling the beauty of the fat blooming in my mouth, it was so delicious.
"Poof!"
I was enjoying the deliciousness of this piece of pig fat when suddenly a figure bumped into me. The impact was so strong that the lunch box in my hand immediately fell out of my hands and fell to the ground.
Tonight¡¯s food was scattered all over the floor.
The person who bumped into me was none other than the bald guy.
"I'm so sorry." The bald man looked at me and said with a smile.
He is deliberately making things difficult for me.
¡°It¡¯s still hot, why don¡¯t you pick it up and eat it?¡± The bald man looked at me with a smile on his face, full of teasing.
I didn¡¯t say anything and just cleaned up silently.
During the two days here, during the day, he constantly set up obstacles for me to make me suffer, and at night, he would beat me up from time to time.
I feel that this detention center is not much different from hell to me.
¡°At the beginning, I often reported to the prison guards, but I did not receive sympathy or mercy. Instead, I received more violent retaliation.
One night I couldn't stand it anymore and asked him why he was targeting him like this. I had never offended him.
He sneered and said to me: "Who can't get along with money?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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