Chapter 001: Female Ghost
"Today's second update is here, brothers and sisters, let's get started!"
All I saw was the prisoner wearing all black clothes, with both feet and hands cuffed.
The criminal got off the car and slowly turned around.
The officer, who had always been expressionless, changed color and looked up and down at the prisoner.
The prisoner looked like he was around 21 or 22 years old, with a handsome face but a desperate look in his eyes.
He is Yang Hua.
It wasn't until after Yang Hua escaped from the hospital that day that he learned of Li Nana's murder, and for a time, his mind was filled with despair, to the point where he even thought about taking his own life.
But unfortunately, he had too many hatreds on his body that he wanted to avenge, so since he escaped from the hospital, he began to plan his revenge.
He later inadvertently heard that those bastards were called by Xie Yuting's father to cut off the hands of several bastards and were sent to Qinghe Hospital, where he went to avenge the death of Nana.
After avenging his hatred, he also didn't have the intention of living anymore, so he just waited for the police to catch him and didn't run away.
At this moment, Yang Hua's face was expressionless, with handcuffs on his hands and feet, looking extremely disheveled. His facial expression was even more like that of a half-dead person...
The leader standing in front said coldly: "Take him away."
The two men behind him, holding submachine guns, pushed Yang Hua, who was stunned, and several people slowly walked towards the gate of the black prison.
Thus began Yang Hua's dark prison life, and a generation was gradually tempered in this human hell.
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As the heavy door of the black prison slowly fell, it meant that for the newly arrived prisoners, this was the last time they lost contact with the outside world.
Perhaps this life will never see the world outside these great iron gates again.
Yang Hua was led by two prison guards into the dark jail.
All I saw after entering was a vast expanse of open space before my eyes.
Behind this vast site are rows and rows of ancient buildings that have stood for unknown centuries, standing like cold warriors.
Many prisoners can be seen gathering on the playground.
They were all dressed in the same blue prison uniforms, with thick chains on their feet and hands, huddled together in clusters.
"Another newcomer..."
"Here comes another death messenger?"
……
The people on the square looked at Yang Hua and laughed loudly saying "Where is he?"
Their expressions were crazy, as if they were delighted to see others suffering like them.
This group of beasts that have been locked up all year round in a dark place without seeing the sky, at this moment, when they see Yang Hua, it's as if they've seen their prey right in front of them...
Yang Hua didn't even turn his head to look at them, his heart had long since been crushed, and he was already dead inside. What mood did he have to care about who was being held here? His body was pushed by the two prison guards behind him... towards a room at the farthest end.
Arrived at the small iron house.
All I saw was a small iron house with nothing in it except for a few whips and an old broken chair.
The expressionless officer-like man slowly walked up to Yang Hua and said, "What crime did you commit?"
Yang Hua's expression was cold and he didn't say a word.
"Are you going to tell your mom?"
An electric baton struck Yang Hua's body.
Yang Hua's thin body couldn't withstand the severe blow, and he fell to the ground with a thud. His body convulsed uncontrollably, but he bit his lips tightly, which had already been bitten until they bled... Not a word was spoken.
"You son of a turtle, still showing off? I'll see how long you can take it!" The prison guard cursed loudly.
"What's the point of saying anything, what crime did he commit?" The prison guard sneered with a dark smile, as if torturing people excited him.
Yang Hua, who had fallen to the ground, didn't know why, but slowly lifted that face which was originally as pale as death. A pair of eyes that were originally hopeless now became sharp, like a lone wolf on the grasslands that was starving and ready to fight to the death...
The prison guard, who was originally proud and arrogant, saw the fierce eyes of the guy in front of him and couldn't help but tremble... What is this guy doing? How can his eyes be so cruel and full of hatred?
"Captain, this guy's name is Yang Hua, he was sent from Dongling City, and he's guilty of murder!" One of the prison guards suddenly flipped through the notebook that had just been handed over to him outside.
"How many?" The man in camouflage uniform wondered why, suddenly feeling that the guy in front of him was like a devil, and he didn't dare to lay hands on Yang Hua after all. Instead, he turned his head to ask the prison guard beside him, wondering what crime this guy had committed outside.
"Three, and..." The prison guard didn't finish his sentence.
"And what?" the cold-blooded guy known as Captain asked.
And chopped the three people into pieces... The prison guard looked at this young man, who was about his own age, with a slightly surprised gaze. He saw that the guy's eyes were filled with endless hatred, and he didn't know what had made him become like this.
The man called the captain heard what the prison guard said and was slightly surprised, turned his head and looked at Yang Hua carefully again: "I really didn't expect that. Is your family rich?"
Yang Hua fell to the ground and remained silent.
The man called Captain said, "Hmph, one look and I can tell you're a poor devil... Since you don't have money, you might die faster. You two teach him how to survive here first." He then gestured to the two prison guards behind him.
Two prison guards walked over with knowing smiles.
"If you want to die a little later, listen to me first. I am the god of death here." The man in camouflage uniform suddenly burst out laughing, his laughter was loud and crazy...
Before Yang Hua fully understood what was happening.
A loud cry of agony, Yang Hua could no longer bear such pain.
Yang Hua suddenly clutched his stomach with both hands, and the expression on his face was one of extreme pain. One of the prison guards took a baton and viciously jabbed it into Yang Hua's waist.
Yang Hua knelt down on the ground, both hands covering his waist which was aching with a piercing pain.
Another prison guard suddenly drew out a baton and struck Yang Hua's body.
Another mournful and piercing cry.
Yang Hua was hit by a stick and fell to the ground, unable to get up.
But the two prison guards showed no signs of stopping, and the two batons continued to rain down on Yang Hua's body without any restraint.
The entire small iron house was filled with heart-wrenching and ear-piercing screams.
After about ten minutes of torment, the man called captain finally waved his hand to stop the two prison guards.
Looking at Yang Hua who had been beaten unconscious on the ground, he said: "Wake him up."
One of the prison guards picked up a bucket of water from the corner and poured it over Yang Hua's head as he lay unconscious on the ground.
The icy cold water pierced into Yang Hua's body like a knife, and he finally woke up.
However, the pain in his body made it impossible for him to get up. He struggled to prop himself up with one hand, trying to crawl up, but as soon as he crawled halfway, his whole body fell back onto the ground.
The man in camouflage uniform showed no mercy at all and said to the two prison guards, "Alright, take him for a shower, change his clothes and put him in the cell."
"Yes."
Two prison guards stood at attention and said.
Dragging the half-dead Yang Hua, two prison guards walked through a pitch-black corridor. With a clang of iron chains hitting the door, an iron gate was opened.
Yang Hua was dragged on the ground and suddenly thrown in.
Yang Hua was lying on the ground, his whole body aching to the bone, he tried to use his hands to prop himself up, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up.
Before he could even stand firm, a huge column of water suddenly spouted towards him.
The two prison guards at the entrance each held a water gun as thick as an arm, and now both water guns were aimed at Yang Hua's body.
Yang Hua couldn't withstand this force, and the small iron house was originally a bit slippery. Yang Hua was suddenly rushed to collide with his whole body on the stone wall, and a groan came out of his mouth.
A massive jet of water struck his body, which was on the verge of collapse, and it wasn't until several minutes later that the two prison guards at the door slowly withdrew their water guns. Meanwhile, Yang Hua inside the house was like a duck that had fallen into the water, completely soaked from head to toe, lying on the ground and trembling all over.
Those two prison guards showed no mercy at all. The two of them walked over, grabbed one of Yang Hua's hands and dragged him out of the house.
In another small room, Yang Hua was thrown to the ground. A prison guard took out a blue prisoner's uniform wrapped in plastic from a cabinet and threw it over.
"Your code name is 9256." one of the prison guards said with a sly smile.
"Alright, now welcome you to join the Black Prison world. 9256."
Haha, haha......