Rogue Aventure

As the name suggests, the small black house is a rectangular building with a height of 1.4 meters and a width of [-] centimeters. The front is a thick iron door, and there is only a vent hole the size of a baby's fist on the top of the head. If it is put down, it will be a small coffin. It is also a characteristic product of the First Prison.Such a building is small even if a large pet dog is kept in captivity. If a person is locked inside, he can't stand upright or sit down. The whole person can only squat or stand bent and stay inside. .It is conceivable what kind of situation the people locked inside are like. It can be said that very few people can survive for ten hours. Even if they have a firm will and good physical fitness, they can survive a game after ten hours. Like a serious illness.Those who are not strong-willed and have relatively poor physical fitness will be no different from dead people after ten hours, and they will not be able to recover at all within ten and a half months.

The most frightening thing is not the physical torture, but the spiritual torture. In such a small space, there is no light, no sound from the outside world, and all you can hear is your own heartbeat and breathing. That kind of terrible depression Feeling, that terrible silence, no matter how strong the will is, it will be destroyed after a long time.So in the No. [-] Prison, as long as you hear the little black house, you are more afraid than killing them.

When Maihesumu Aishan saw Yang Luo smiling, the corners of his eyes twitched violently. The smile was bright, but it made him feel the coldness hidden behind the smile.This guy is still laughing, does he not know how scary the little black room is, or does he really not care, or is the ignorant fearless?

Next door 3047, apart from Feng Shun and Wang Dequn's angry cursing, there was no other sound.And no one in 3046 spoke. Jiang Sen and the others didn't have the arrogance they had at the beginning, nor did they care about it just now. They stood there silently, looking pitifully at Maihesumuaishan, their eyes full of pleading.None of these guys are afraid of things. Even if they are alone with a knife, they dare to slash at a dozen or twenty people. They are all desperadoes. They never know what it means to be afraid. is really scared.

Not long after, there was the sound of messy footsteps from 3047, followed by Feng Shun's scolding voice: "You all stand up for me, let's go to the little black room together."

Then Wang Dequn appeared in 3046, pointing with a baton: "Get out of here!"

Yang Luo shrugged and greeted Li Tao and the lunatic: "Let's go, let's go and see that little black room. It should be a very good place to scare them like this."

Wu Chaoyang laughed, and followed Yang Luo out of the cell, "We never expected to be treated like this on the first day, we should really feel honored."

Wang Dequn listened to the conversation between the two, and snorted coldly, "It's really an honor, I hope you can walk out standing up."

Regarding Wang Dequn's words, several people acted as if they didn't hear them. Li Tao patted Wu Chaoyang's shoulder: "I'm committed to you brother!"

On the other side, the lunatic put his arm around Wu Chaoyang's shoulder: "You can call me a lunatic, we will be brothers from now on!"

Maihesumu Aishan wanted to say something, but seeing Wang Dequn's ashen face, he could only sigh: "Go ahead, take care of yourself after you come out, it's not a big deal."

Jiang Sen and others followed out dejectedly, and Abduryimu looked at Maihesumu Aishan: "General!"

Maihe Sumu Aishan patted him on the shoulder heavily, then put his arms around his neck and gave him a hug: "I didn't expect that our brothers would meet here, but it doesn't matter, I believe that one day we will go out and take it again Take up arms and fight for jihad."

Abdul Reyimu nodded heavily, wanting to say something, Maihesumu Aishan said: "You don't need to say anything, we will talk after you come out."

"Boss!"

When Luo Shuai, Ao Qin, Zhou Hao, Zhang Longgang, and Long Xin saw Yang Luo, they waved their hands in greeting, but turned a blind eye to Feng Shun, who was glaring and murderous.

Yang Luo looked up, and saw that the more than ten prisoners in 3047 were all bruised and swollen, especially the two guys with Uyghur blood. You can tell from the corners of their mouths that they are still bleeding, and they have suffered the most. And these two guys are Maimaiti and Muhetar.

Maihe Sumu Aishan also came out, looked at Maimaiti and Muhetar frowned, then looked at Luo Shuai, Ao Qin, Zhou Hao, Zhang Longgang, Long Xin, and finally turned his attention to Yang Luo, Then he bowed his head in thought for a while.

"Stand up and follow me!"

Sunlight poured in through the windows in the corridor, but for some reason it still looked a little dark and damp. Feng Shun and Wang Dequn were one in front and the other in the back, pushing everyone towards the stairs.Heads poked out of the small windows above the cells on both sides, and some were still whistling.

"Brothers, I wish you good luck. If you don't die when you get out, there are still good cigarettes for you guys here." Everything in the prison is scarce, so you don't have to think about drinking, and cigarettes are here. The most precious spiritual objects.Let's put it this way, two people will punch each other for half a cigarette.Of course, this is only relative. For those who have a little background and money, all this is not a problem.

The office building of the prison is located in the southeast corner. At this moment, there are four people standing in front of the window of the warden’s office on the second floor. They are the warden Zheng Hejin, the deputy warden Li Yue, the director of the Prison Administration Department Guo Dehai, and a captain in military uniform. , called Yu Junhai.At this time, the four people stood in front of the window and watched Yang Luo and the others being escorted out to the northwest corner of Area A, where a row of rectangular three-dimensional buildings were built against the tall wall, and the gray concrete walls looked very eye-catching.

Guo Dehai frowned and said: "I think it's better to hold a meeting. If this continues, it's not an option to send them to the small dark room every day. And if their health is caused by something that delays the implementation of the plan, we will No one can afford it."

Yu Junhai smiled inexplicably, and looked out of the window with admiration that he shouldn't have at this age: "Do you know what the name Yang Luo represents? Let me tell you, he represents uniqueness, our forever The mountains that cannot be climbed are the existences that all Chinese soldiers need to look up to... Xiao Heiwu, let alone ten hours, even twenty hours will not have any effect on him."

Guo Dehai opened his mouth wide, and Yu Junhai glanced at him: "Don't believe me? Then let's make a bet, he will definitely come out of the small dark room alive and well."

Guo Dehai shook his head: "Forget it, I won't win the bet with you!"

Zheng Hejin said softly: "There are only four of us in the whole plan, and the political commissar knows about it, but no one else knows, and they can't say anything before the plan is implemented. Especially the people below, it's not that I don't believe them, but just in case someone What should we do if the news leaks out of our mouth? For this plan, from top to bottom, the manpower and material resources invested are already astronomical. Responsibility, why do we have the face to wear this police uniform?"

After Zheng Hejin finished speaking, he looked at the time, "Old Li, I'll go to the city to see Bureau Liu right away, and I guess I won't have time to come back in a few days. You have to be careful here, and don't make any big troubles."

Li Yue nodded; "Go ahead, if there is any trouble here, at worst it will reduce their release time, and bring it to me in the cell."

Zheng Hejin laughed, turned and walked out.

It was already early morning in New York, USA. In an apartment building in the Soho district, a horrified cry sounded in a room. Liu Qing suddenly turned over and sat up in the dark bedroom.Even though the air conditioner has been turned on to the maximum, the sweat on the body is still dripping down, and the high-end silk quilt looks like it has just been washed.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Liu Qing's heavy and rapid panting sounded up and down in the dark room. After a long time, Liu Qing turned on the light with trembling hands, his face looked pale and terrifying under the light.

He was lucky and unlucky. Zhou Ren'an and Zhou Renxiao were hijacked in the bank. He was outside the bank. When he took a detour and followed the helicopter in the sky, all he saw were policemen, and he didn't know what happened. In the end, the police all left, and only then did he find out that Zhou Renxiao and Zhou Ren'an were dead.He watched from a distance that several policemen were dealing with the scene, especially Zhou Ren'an, who had a long gash in his stomach. When the police lifted up the body, the internal organs were still dragging on the ground, and there was blood everywhere.

Then he panicked and ran to the airport, took a plane to Beijing that night, and boarded a plane to New York the next morning.After he came back, he informed the Zhou family about the matter, and then hid here alone, not daring to go out, and had the same dream every night.In the dream, there was Zhou Ren'an and Zhou Renxiao. They looked like they were alive, and they looked like they were dead. There was blood all over the sky, and the internal organs dragged on the ground.Sometimes he could still hear Zhou Ren'an and Zhou Renxiao shouting for him to take revenge, the voices were so clear and desolate...

I don't know how long it took, Liu Qing struggled to get off the bed, poured a glass of water and gulped it up, then stretched out his hand to open the curtains, looking at the colorful neon lights outside, and the lingering ghosts wandering in the night. The girl standing on the street let out a long breath. He never wanted to go back to that country in his life.

"Now they should be in China!"

At Urumqi Diwopu Airport, a passenger plane flying over from Beijing landed slowly. A mixed-race woman in her 40s, dressed in black, walked down the spiral staircase, followed by more than a dozen people, all in black attire.

Liu Cunyang watched the woman walk by, stretched out his hand and said, "Ms. Deborah, you are welcome to China, although it is a bit inappropriate to say welcome under such circumstances."

Deborah nodded, without any expression on her face, nor could she see emotions, anger, sorrow, or joy, her voice was cold and flat, with a feeling of repelling others thousands of miles away.

"I want to meet my husband first!"

The woman spoke Chinese very well, which surprised Liu Cunyang, "It should be, but you have to be mentally prepared!"

Ebola and more than a dozen people brought with it got into the car arranged by Liu Cunyang, and then left the airport and went straight to the funeral home.When Ebola saw the bodies of Zhou Renxiao and Zhou Ren'an, a trace of anger finally appeared on his face.

"Has the murderer been caught?"

Liu Cunyang said: "Catched, sentenced to death, and executed!"

"That's all?" Ebola suddenly turned to look at Liu Cunyang, "My husband and his elder brother came to your country to invest, but they were hijacked by criminals in the end. It was your incompetence that caused their innocent deaths. If you don't give I give a satisfactory explanation, and you will bear the consequences."

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