Know-it-all

Looking at Yang Hua who was beaten to death and lying on the ground, he said: "Wake him up."

One of the prison guards picked up the water placed in the corner and poured it on the head of Yang Hua, who was unconscious on the ground.

The icy cold water penetrated Yang Hua's body like a bone-chilling one, and he finally woke up.

But the pain in his body made it impossible for him to stand up. He tried hard to support the ground with one hand and tried to get up, but as soon as he got halfway, his whole body fell to the ground.

The man in camouflage uniform didn't show any distress at all and said to the two prison guards: "Okay, let's take him to take a shower, change his clothes and put him in the cell."

"yes."

The two prison guards stood at attention together and said.

Pulling the half-dead Yang Hua, the two prison guards walked through a dark passage. With the sound of iron chains hitting the door, an iron door was opened.

Yang Hua, who was dragged to the ground, was suddenly thrown in.

Yang Hua lay on the ground, the pain all over his body was piercing. He tried to support himself to stand up with his hands, but he couldn't get out.

Before he could stand still, a huge water column sprayed towards him.

The two prison guards at the door had a water gun as thick as an arm in one hand. At this moment, the two water guns were aimed at Yang Hua's whole body.

Yang Hua could withstand this kind of force, and the inside of the small iron house was already a bit smooth. Yang Hua was suddenly rushed and his whole body hit the stone wall, and he groaned.

The huge water column hit his body, which was almost unbearable. After a few minutes, the two prison guards at the door slowly took back the water guns in their hands. At this moment, Yang Hua in the room was like the duck that fell into the water.

Drenched, he lay on the ground, trembling.

The two prison guards showed no mercy at all. They walked over, took one of Yang Hua's hands and walked out of the room.

In another small house, Yang Hua was thrown to the ground. A prison guard took out a blue prison uniform wrapped in plastic from the cabinet and threw it over.

"Your code name is 9256." One of the prison guards said with a sinister smile.

"Okay, now you are welcome to join the world of Hell.9256."

Ha ha ha ha……

One of the prison guards said this with a half-smile, and then pulled Yang Hua up from the ground.

"Let's go to your nest."

Two prison guards supported Yang Hua, who had been beaten to death, and slowly walked towards the prison cell.

The prison cell was like a dark basement with dim lights. Each yellowish light bulb was covered with an iron cover and did not emit much bright light.

Following a seemingly endless dark corridor, in front is the door of the prison.

As soon as I reached the door, I could hear the terrifying shouts inside. The sound sounded like a person on the verge of death struggling, or like a madman screaming, and as the sound faded,

After a while, the shrill cry for help came from the prison again.

But the prison guard outside the cell stood there motionless as if he hadn't heard.

Two prison guards had already dragged Yang Hua to the cell door.

A prison guard on the opposite side saw the two men coming, saluted, and pressed his hand to the side. The prison door, which was originally closed, was suddenly opened.

A pungent smell of blood rushed towards me, and I saw that the size inside was simply unimaginable.

Rows of iron cells are filled with prisoners who look like lunatics.

When the prisoners saw that the prison guards had brought a new person over, they shouted even louder. Some even threw the sheets and quilts in the cell through the iron bars.

There they laughed crazily, cursed endlessly, and made all kinds of ugly gestures.

Several prison guards seemed to be used to these things and could no longer get used to them.

He didn't even look up at the prisoners.

Then he dragged the unconscious Yang Hua towards the inside.

In the prison, the prisoners screamed even more vigorously.

It turns out that there is a row of cells inside. This cell has hundreds of cells and is larger than the previous ones. I don’t know what’s going on with the prisoners here. Their faces don’t look the same as before.

The prisoners in front were so ugly that they didn't yell. They just sat there and looked at Yang Hua, who was half-dead and motionless after being beaten by the prison guards.

In the northernmost cell, a man with a dragon tattooed all over his body and undulating muscles quietly shouted to a tall figure in front of him: "Brother, here comes the devil again."

The tall figure called Big Brother did not turn around, but just looking at him from his back was not only chilling, but there were more than a dozen knife marks on this guy's back.

The back with splayed teeth and claws shows people a wild masculinity.

I saw this man slowly turning around.

Under the dim light, I could see that he had a resolute face, his bronze skin showed inherent strength and strength, and his well-developed muscles were simply worse than those of a bodybuilding coach.

There was no words on his face, nor did he look at Yang Hua who was beaten to death, and he slowly lay down.

"When you come here, it will be the same whether you die early or late."

After he said this coldly, he said nothing more, lay on the bed and slowly closed his eyes.

The man with a dragon tattooed all over his body thought about these words carefully, shook his head, sighed, and lay down without saying another word.

After Yang Hua was taken into the cell inside.

I heard a prison guard dragging Yang Hua while shouting into the dark cell: "17, I will give you an extra scapegoat."

The loud words echoed throughout the cell.

But no one spoke in the entire cell, only a few people raised their eyes and looked here.

I don’t know who the prison guard named 17 was, but the prison guard just said one sentence and stopped talking. The two prison guards dragged the half-dead Yang Hua towards one of the cages.

One of the prison guards took out a bunch of rattling keys from his pocket and opened the iron door. He saw that the cell was very small, it seemed that it could only accommodate two people, and suddenly a chubby man appeared inside.

Fatty's head rubbed his eyes, sat up from the bed, and looked at the two prison guards outside in surprise.

"You have one more person here from now on." One of the prison guards picked up Yang Hua, who was half-dead after being beaten, and threw him in.

With a plop, Yang Hua's body hit the cold concrete floor, and he groaned.

After the two prison guards threw Yang Hua in, they closed the iron door again.

There was a clang.

The two prison guards didn't say a word and walked silently out of the prison.

The guy inside with a round and big head suddenly jumped up from the bed. Only then could we see the figure. I saw that this guy was short, only 165cm tall.

The chubby body looks a bit funny.

But his eyes looked very shrewd.

After he jumped out of bed, he carefully looked at Yang Hua who was thrown to the ground and was already half dead.

I looked at it like this for a full minute, then slowly walked over.

"Hey, hey, are you okay?" A voice came from the fat man's mouth.

Yang Hua lay motionless on the ground, half dead.

The guy with the chubby body couldn't help but gently kicked Yang Hua with his foot: "Hey, hey, are you still alive?"

Yang Hua, who was lying on the ground, finally moved and let out an uncomfortable groan from his mouth.

The fat man squatted down quickly: "So you're not dead yet?" He seemed very happy and slowly helped Yang Hua up from the ground.

In the darkness, Yang Hua was covered in water, and his whole body was as weak as noodles.

The fat man knew what was going on as soon as he saw it, because when he went to the black prison, he was beaten like this and almost died.

Fortunately, I was lucky enough to survive.

After the fat man helped him up, he slowly let Yang Hua sit on the small iron bed opposite.

On the iron bed, there was only a sheet, a quilt as thin as paper, and nothing else.

The fat man helped him lie down and asked, "Can you speak?"

Yang Hua slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a smiling fat man.

Although Yang Hua's body had been beaten to pieces..., he was still not unconscious. He could only be seen looking at the fat man.

The fat man asked again: "Can you speak?"

Yang Hua was so heartbroken at this moment that he still had the mood to talk, looking at the fat man in front of him with cold eyes.

The fat man smiled and continued to ask nonchalantly: "You just came in today, right?"

Yang Hua looked at him and found that he was not malicious, so he finally nodded.

The fat man laughed and said, "That's good, that's good. I will finally have a companion from now on. By the way, my name is Liu Li. People here call me know-it-all. What about you?"

Yang Hua looked at the fat man nicknamed Wan Shitong and slowly closed his indifferent eyes.

The fat guy named Know-It-All still looked nonchalant and continued to laugh: "By the way, what crime did you commit? How did you end up in such a ghost place?"

As soon as he spoke, a look of pain appeared on Yang Hua's face. It was obvious that he didn't want to recall the past.

When the know-it-all saw Yang Hua's expression, he understood what was going on, so he opened the topic with a smile and said, "Are you okay? Hey, it seems that the bastard's methods of the God of Plague have not changed at all..." He sighed.

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Yang Hua was too upset to bother chatting with him, so he groaned.

Wan Shitong seemed to love to talk a lot, so he added: "Hey, why don't you say a word? It's so interesting to talk. You are about to die, why don't you talk more?" The fat man named Wan Shitong said to himself there.

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