Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

the next day.

Stick stem lives in fear every day.

After a few days, he found that the two brothers of the Liu family were mostly talkers.

Insults were commonplace, and when it went too far, he was spit on.

After all, in prison, there are guards everywhere.

They can only pick the right time to bully themselves.

Stick gradually felt relieved, if it was like this, he could still bear it.

As long as you endure it for three years, you will be fine after you go out.

He often has nightmares now.

In the dream, sometimes it was the pale face of the second aunt lying in a pool of blood.

Sometimes it was the appearance of his mother lying on Li Weiguo's bed, extorting money.

He became strangely silent and anxious.

Fortunately, the prison will arrange work during the day.

Let him not have to worry about the two brothers of the Liu family, and also reduce the time for cranky thinking.

Their cell was assigned to a sewing workshop.

Today, work is almost over.

Stick stem came to the toilet alone.

He didn't notice that the two brothers of the Liu family followed behind him.

The toilet is some distance away from the sewing workshop, so it is remote and there are few people.

As soon as the stick was finished, when he turned around, he found the two brothers of the Liu family behind him.

I couldn't help being afraid in my heart: "You guys, what do you want to do?"

Liu Guangtian winked at Liu Guangfu, and the two stepped forward at the same time and pressed the stick to the ground.

Liu Guangtian even hurriedly took out the cloth hidden in his pocket, and stuffed it into the stick's mouth.

Following that, Liu Guangtian grabbed Bang Geng's hair.

"Bang, you are called Heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no way, you break in. I don't know how the sentence is, only kill a person for 3 years?! Did your mother sleep with someone? So give Have you been extrajudicial?"

Stick was getting more and more frightened, and couldn't stop struggling desperately.

Liu Guangfu stood up with a sneer, kicked the stick in the stomach, and then crushed it hard.

"Bang, what do you think should be done? The blood debt must be paid in blood?! It is because your mother is so low that you are born like a bastard. Your mother is a bitch who can do everything she can!"

Liu Guangtian stood up, took out the dick directly, and pissed on the stick's head.

I saw Bang Geng closing his eyes and trying to hide, but Liu Guangtian sprayed his head and face all over the place.

"Brother, what do you think we should do now?" Liu Guangfu asked from the side.

Liu Guangtian looked at Stick with a sneer: "Your mother likes sleeping with men so much, why don't you experience it for yourself?!"

When Sticky heard this, his pupils instantly dilated, terrified.

Seeing Liu Guangtian walking towards him step by step.

Without even thinking about it, he kicked Liu Guangtian's crotch.

Liu Guangtian didn't pay attention, his lower body was kicked, he bent down in pain, and he couldn't scream.

Stick broke free from Liu Guangfu's grip, stepped up and kicked Liu Guangtian on the head.

With this kick, the stick had exhausted all its strength.

Liu Guangtian bumped his head against the concrete wall of the dry toilet, and immediately passed out.

After a while, bright red blood flowed down the wall and into the toilet.

Stick looking at the blood in front of his eyes, his mind was suddenly full of the second aunt's appearance when she died.

Looking up again, his eyes were filled with cruelty, and he walked towards Liu Guangfu step by step.

Seeing that Liu Guangtian was motionless, Liu Guangfu felt frightened and opened his mouth to shout.

As soon as the word "ah" came out of his mouth, he was grabbed by the neck with both hands.

Liu Guangfu's throat was tightly bound by the rod, and he couldn't make any sound, so he could only reach out and forcefully break his hand away.

So, Bang Geng lifted his foot and hooked Liu Guangfu's foot.

Liu Guangfu lost his balance in an instant and fell to the ground.

The stick followed the trend and he pressed it to the ground, using all his strength to tighten his hand.

A few words popped out between the teeth: "Since this is the case, everyone should stop living!
At this time, Bang Geng was as if possessed by an evil spirit, and his eyes were full of cruelty that would put him to death.

"Cough...cough, loose...let go!"

Liu Guangfu shouted intermittently.

Every time he uttered a sound, the cudgel became even harder.

After a while, Liu Guangfu's legs trembled and he became motionless.

Stick stunned for a few minutes, then came back to his senses, raised his trembling hands, and stared blankly.

He subconsciously glanced at the two brothers of the Liu family who were motionless, and two large characters appeared in his mind.

Finished!

It's over!

Killed again!

He took a deep breath and walked out of the toilet silently.

After he looked up at the sunset in the sky, he walked back.

Should be soon.

When work is over, the prison guards will count the number of people.

At that time, the disappearance of the two brothers of the Liu family will be discovered immediately, right? !

Then you can find out that they were killed by yourself, right?

There was a relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth, and he walked back to the sewing workshop.

He calmly sat down in front of his sewing machine.

Glancing at the sewing machine table, there are chalk and cloth.

Very good, that's it!

So he tore a piece of cloth casually, and began to write on the cloth with chalk.

After a while.

He folded the fabric and placed it flat in the middle of the sewing table.

Then he walked to the window and opened it.

The prison guard guarding the door sharply saw the strange behavior of the stick, immediately put the whistle in his mouth, and then blew the whistle.

He trotted towards the stick while shouting: "Go back, what are you doing! Go back to your seat immediately."

Bang Geng smiled faintly at the prison guard: "Let me go, I don't want to see you again."

After finishing speaking, he jumped up and jumped out of the window.

By the time the prison guard ran to the window and reached out to pull him, it was too late.

He didn't even touch the corner of the stick's clothes.

Then there was only a muffled "plop".

Everyone in the workshop was shocked.

In addition to the prison guards, the prisoners in the workshop also flocked to the window.

"God, this is the 5th floor! Below is the concrete floor!"

"If you jump like this, you will die, right?"

"It's hopeless!"

"Why did he do this?"

"It was fine just now, why did it come back like this after going to the toilet?"

The prisoners in the entire workshop were in an uproar in an instant.

Seeing this, the prison guard quickly blew his whistle and roared loudly.

"Everyone go back to the original place and don't move, put your hands on your head!"

When the prisoners heard this, they immediately put their hands on their own obediently.

The prison guard drew out his gun and pointed at the prisoners, and continued to shout: "Return to your seats immediately and obey the arrangement! Don't make trouble! Otherwise, I will shoot."

The confused prisoners retreated to their seats in an orderly manner upon hearing this.

The prison guard walked over to the stick's seat and glanced at it.

I saw a folded cloth in the middle of the sewing table.

Open it up and take a look.

The word "suicide note" first came into view.

After reading the following content, he shouted to other prison guards: "Oops, something happened. Hurry up and send someone to the toilet!"