Chapter 41 The Dark World

On top of the wall, every ten meters there is a prison guard armed with a semi-automatic rifle.

Inside the city wall, there is a watchtower that is several meters higher than the city wall.

A machine gunner and a sniper are standing on top.

When Mr. Liang's police car approached the door of the black prison, he suddenly heard a piercing siren.

Mr. Liang hurriedly braked, and the car suddenly stopped with a squeaking sound.

Xiao Zhou, who was not prepared at all, suddenly got ahead of himself.

"Mr. Liang, what's going on?" Xiao Zhou didn't understand yet. He was about to say something while rubbing his thigh that hit the front of the car when he heard Mr. Liang shush.

He looked up and saw several guns standing on the tall wall in front of him, facing him and Mr. Liang.

Looking further ahead, I saw that on the watchtower high up inside, the machine gun was also turned towards them.

Xiao Zhou was so frightened that he fell down.

"What's going on? Mr. Liang?" Xiao Zhou asked as he lay there in fear.

Mr. Liang said with a serious face: "Xiao Zhou, just don't move. The prison guards here are different from the police outside. They only care about the life and death of the people in this dark prison, and they don't care about the people outside.

Anyone who breaks into the Black Prison without permission has only one outcome: death. So, Xiao Zhou, you must not move or talk nonsense, just call me for everything."

Xiao Zhou nodded quickly.

I saw the prison guard standing more than two feet high. He glanced at it for a while and found that there was no reaction in the car, so he made a gesture to open the door below.

The huge iron gate, which is more than three meters high, slowly rises upward as the electric switch is pressed.

Walking out of it, four prison guards in full armor, two with semi-automatic rifles in their hands, one with an AK47, and the other who seemed to be a man with an expressionless face, walked towards Xiao Zhou's car.

Came over.

When they were almost walking to their car, Mr. Liang slowly opened the door and walked out gently. Just when he was about to take another step forward, he saw two prison guards in front of them holding semi-automatic rifles.

The prison guard pointed his gun at him.

He was so frightened that he immediately raised his hands.

"Don't fire, don't fire." Mr. Liang's look not only made people want to laugh.

The man in front of him, who was wearing nothing and wearing a camouflage uniform, walked up to the car and took a look. Mr. Liang then turned around and looked at Xiao Zhou, who was lying in the car.

He waved his gun at Mr. Liang's two prison guards, and they put the gun away.

Only then did Mr. Liang relax.

"Have a cigarette, have a cigarette." Mr. Liang quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to the man in camouflage uniforms in front of him. The man did not take it, so Mr. Liang quickly ran to the back and pointed the cigarette towards the man behind him.

The three people handed it over, but the three people also did not speak or accept it.

"How many prisoners?" Suddenly a dull voice sounded from behind.

I heard the man in camouflage in front suddenly look into the car and say.

"One, just one." Mr. Liang quickly stepped forward and said.

The man in camouflage seemed very dissatisfied when he heard that Mr. Liang said there was only one of them, and his face wrinkled.

"Take him in."

The man in camouflage said to the two prison guards behind him who were holding semi-automatic rifles.

Both people should say together: "Yes."

Then he walked towards the trunk of the car.

There was a clang, and the rear compartment was opened.

A prison guard armed with a semi-automatic rifle jumped up and took the prisoner down.

The prisoner was seen wearing black clothes, and his feet and hands were cuffed.

The prisoner got out of the car and turned around slowly.

The expression on the expressionless officer's face changed slightly, and he looked at the prisoner up and down.

The prisoner looked about twenty-one or twelve years old, and his handsome face had a look of despair in his eyes.

He is Yang Hua.

It is said that only after Yang Hua escaped from the hospital that day did he learn the news of Li Nana's murder. For a moment, he was devastated and even contemplated death.

But he had no choice but to bear too much hatred for him to avenge, so after he escaped from the hospital, he began to plan a revenge plan.

Finally, he accidentally heard that Xie Yuting's father had the hands of those bastards cut off and they were sent to Qinghe Hospital. Only then did he go to Qinghe Hospital to avenge the death of Nana.

After taking revenge, he had no intention of living anymore, so he just waited for the police to catch him without leaving.

At this moment, Yang Hua's face was expressionless, and his hands and feet were handcuffed. He looked really embarrassed, and the expression on his face was that of half-dead...

The leader standing at the front said with a cold face: "Bring them in."

The two men behind him with automatic rifles pushed Yang Hua, who was standing there, and they slowly walked towards the gate of the black prison.

In this way, Yang Hua's life in the dark prison began, and a generation of strong men was gradually trained in this hell on earth.

As the door of the black prison slowly falls, this means that for the prisoners who have just entered, this door will lose contact with the outside world for the last time.

Maybe I will never see the world outside this big iron gate again in my life.

Yang Hua was taken into the black prison by two prison guards.

After entering, what comes into view is a wide field.

Behind this wide field are ancient buildings of unknown age, standing in rows like cold warriors.

It was obvious that many prisoners were gathered in the playground.

They were wearing the same blue prison uniforms, with heavy chains on their feet and hands, and were gathered together in piles.

"Here comes another newcomer..."

"Are the ghosts here to kill you again?"

The prisoners in the square looked at Yang Hua and shouted with laughter.

Their expressions were crazy, as if they were happy to see others suffering like them.

These beasts, who have been kept in darkness all year long, see Yang Hua as if they are prey...

Yang Hua didn't even turn his head to look at them. He was already despairing. At this moment, he was already dead inside. He still had the mood to care about who was imprisoned here. He was pushed by the two prison guards behind him... towards the end of the room.

Walk between rooms.

Arriving at the small iron house.

There was nothing in the small iron house, only a few whips and an old chair.

The expressionless-looking man slowly walked up to Yang Hua and said, "What crime did you commit?"

Yang Hua said nothing with an indifferent expression.

"Are you going to fucking tell me?"

The electric baton struck Yang Hua on the body.

Yang Hua's frail body could not withstand such a severe blow. He fell to the ground all of a sudden. His body was sobbing constantly, but he was biting his hands that were already bleeding with his teeth.

Lips... didn't say a word.

"You bastard, are you still trying to show off? I wonder how long you can last?" I heard the prison guard scolding me fiercely.

"If you don't tell me, what crime did you commit?" The prison guard shook the electric baton in his hand and said with a sinister smile, as if torturing people can excite him.

Yang Hua, who fell to the ground, didn't know why, but slowly raised his already ashen face. His eyes, which were originally desperate, became sharp at this moment, as if he was hungry and desperate on the grassland.

Lone wolf...

The prison guard who was so arrogant at first couldn't help but tremble when he saw the fiery eyes of the guy in front of him... What does this guy do? Why... Why are his eyes so vicious... So full of hatred...

"Captain, this guy's name is Yang Hua. He was sent from Dongling City. He is guilty of murder!" One of the prison guards suddenly said, flipping through the book he had just handed over outside.

"How many?" The man in camouflage uniform didn't understand why. He suddenly felt that the guy in front of him was like a devil, so he didn't attack Yang Hua after all. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the prison guard next to him and asked. He wanted to know.

What crime did the guy in front of me commit outside? He actually... looked so vicious.

"Three, and..." The prison guard did not finish his sentence.

"And what?" asked the ruthless guy known as Captain.

"And the three of them were chopped to pieces..." The prison guard looked at this young man of similar age with a little surprise. He saw that this guy's eyes were filled with endless hatred, and he didn't know what made such a person turn into

Like this?

The man called the captain was a little surprised when he heard what the prison guard next to him said. He turned his head and looked at Yang Hua carefully and said, "I really didn't see it. Is your family rich?"

Yang Hua fell to the ground and remained speechless.

I just heard the man called the captain say: "Huh, you can tell he is a pauper at first glance... Since you have no money, you may die faster. You two first teach him how to live here." After that,

He waved to the two prison guards behind him.

Two prison guards walked over with knowing smiles.

"If you want to die later here, you must first listen to me. I am the God of Death here." The man in camouflage uniform suddenly laughed, his laughter was rampant...crazy.

Before Yang Hua fully understood.

Oh, how could Yang Hua endure such pain?

Yang Hua suddenly covered his stomach tightly with both hands, and the expression on his face was extremely painful. One of the prison guards stabbed Yang Hua hard on the waist with a baton.

Yang Hua knelt on the ground, covering his painful waist with both hands.

A prison guard from two sides suddenly pulled out a baton and hit Yang Hua on the body.

There was another shrill scream.

Yang Hua was hit by a stick and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

But the two prison guards had no intention of stopping, and the two batons continued to hit Yang Hua shamelessly.

Throughout the small iron house, bursts of heart-rending screams could be heard.
Chapter completed!