The searchlight on the commanding height of the prison had been shattered by a bullet long ago, and the alarm system was ringing, which gave people a headache. The first batch of armed prison guards who rushed out had fallen, and the remaining people had no fighting spirit except to pray to God to punish the thugs.
The building where serious criminals were held was like a hornet's nest that had been poked open. The prisoners inside screamed in excitement when they heard the noise. No one knew who took the lead in dismantling the bed boards. In less than five minutes, all the beds in the cells were dismantled. The prisoners took the dismantled parts and began to violently hit the iron doors.
As the fight went on, some people inside had a conflict and it turned into a group fight.
The "armed thugs" outside naturally would not care about the riots inside the prison, and the more chaotic the better.
Balu, with Biaozi and Fuchai, didn't even bother to use bullets. He directly blew open the bulletproof door of the office building, pulled out the fat-headed warden, put a gun to his head, and asked him where the cell was that was holding a Southeast Asian man with no identity and criminal record.
When the prison warden heard that the police chief had recently brought someone here for temporary detention, his heart tightened.
But the irritable and arrogant thug didn't give him a chance to weigh in. He shot through his fat shoulder and said, "Tell me, the next shot will be in your head."
"In a special cell underground in the prison for serious criminals."
…
In the dim and closed cell in the basement, a man covered in wounds and with disheveled hair was lying on the smelly bed, closing his eyes to recover his strength.
In a few hours, it should be daybreak, and another full day of fighting would begin.
But he had to fight.
My son is too young. Without my protection, he won't grow up.
His wife was still young and his daughter was less than one year old. Although she didn't want to live with him, as a man, he had to create a stable life for them.
Even if it was just to secretly watch the mother and daughter from a distance and secretly protect them from being bullied, he would be willing to do it.
How could he die when he has soft spots all over his body?
Suddenly, there was a sound of a door opening outside.
Zhan Peng frowned. It was not time yet. Could it be that these people couldn’t wait?
"Zhan Peng--" The hoarse voice of the good brother came from the door, and the people inside thought they were hallucinating.
"Zhan Peng, damn it, open it for me--" It was not until Balu approached and his furious voice rang in his ears that Zhan Peng suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the eyes of his good brother with bloodshot eyes.
Balu was so angry that his head was flipping over. It had only been a short time since they last saw each other, and Zhan Peng had been tortured into this state. He looked like a skeleton, with scars all over his body, new wounds overlapping old ones. Fresh blood oozed out of the festering wounds, soaking the torn shirt that had been stained black by the dried blood.
His hands were shackled and his feet were shackled.
Thump, thump, thump…
The furious man fired his submachine gun towards the sky to vent his rage. The suffering of his good brother made him feel like a knife was cutting his heart.
"Brother~"
Biaozi behind him called out, "Hurry up and go."
Balu wiped his face fiercely, threw the gun to Biaozi, turned around, bent down, his throat tight,
"Come up."
"I'm fine, A'long." Zhan Peng smiled.
"What do you mean it's okay? How can it be okay? I've been working hard for so long..." The man's tone was still stiff, and his heart ached.
Zhan Peng cursed, "Damn it, you really came here."
After saying this, his eyes were sore.
In this life, if there is still one person in the world who would search the world for him after he disappears and risk his life to save him, it is probably only this brother in life and death.
Zhan Peng stood up, but he couldn't stand anymore and fell back onto the bed. Biaozi held him up and said, "Brother Zhan, let me help you."
Biaozi helped Zhanpeng onto Balu's back, and the group left quickly.
On the other side, a huge surveillance screen on the top floor of the Freedom Building was broadcasting the scene of the desert prison in real time. A calm and steady man was tapping his legs and counting the stopwatch.
As soon as the few people left the surveillance screen, the people here turned on the Bluetooth headset.
"Officer William, your chance to make a contribution and get a promotion has arrived. Good luck."
After Su Junchi finished speaking, he raised his hand to cut off the signal.
A melodious female voice came from the vinyl record on the gramophone behind me. Although it was very old, it was still clear and sweet due to its careful preservation.
"After we part tonight, when will you come again? Stop singing Yangguandie and raise your white jade cup again..."
Behind the gramophone, there is a portrait with a black background. In the painting, half of the Buddha statue is carefully painted with gold paint. The Buddha has lowered eyebrows, wears a cassock, holds a golden lotus in his hand, and is compassionate.
The other half was covered with white bones, cracked skull, tattered clothes, and a bloody knife stuck in the hand bones. The black talisman on it was weird and showed a deep sin.
…
Baru had just rushed out of the prison gate carrying his seriously injured brother on his back when he suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" Zhan Peng asked.
"Something's wrong. It's the sound of a fighter jet." Baru replied in a deep voice, then realized what was happening.
"I've fallen into a trap." He looked at Biaozi with eyes wide open.
"Biaozi, take Zhanpeng and retreat to the searchlight tower. Hurry, let the helicopter come and take you away first, I will hold them back." After Balu said this, he put Zhanpeng down, handed it to Biaozi, took the gun and was about to rush forward.
"No, A'long. If you get caught, you'll be dead." Zhan Peng grabbed him and said, "I'm fine. Go away. They want my life, not yours."
Baru frowned, "No, Zhan Peng." He slapped his good brother on the shoulder.
"They captured you to lure me here. This has been a conspiracy from the beginning. Everyone is a chess piece. The chess master hasn't appeared yet. You go first, and I stay. Only then can you survive."
"No——" The iron-blooded man who had fought for so many days and was covered in wounds had never said a word, but his eyes were red because of his good brother's words.
"Even if this is the case, I won't be a coward. Let's live together and die together."
Baru pursed his lips and said, "No, you go first. I won't die, don't worry."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and struck his good brother unconscious.
"Biaozi, take Zhan Peng and retreat, quickly."
Biaozi gritted his teeth, his eyes red, "Brother, hold on, I'll be back after I settle Brother Zhan."
"No need. I'm very strong. I'll take them and their family and leave Country M as soon as possible."
After saying this, Balu rushed into the prison office building with Fu Chai.
…
Once the rainy season arrives in Indochina, the whole person feels like being soaked in water. Even though the air conditioner is on 24 hours a day and the dehumidifier is always on, pregnant women still can’t sleep well. They are often awakened by nightmares before dawn.
"Alu——"
Nanxi sat up from the bed, feeling panicky and her back soaked with sweat.
It took me several minutes to come back to my senses.
Even though it has been confirmed to be a dream, the emotions are not there and they still linger in my mind for a long time.
Last night, Baru didn't make a video call to her, but only sent a kiss and a message of "Good night, wife".
Pregnancy is a sensitive time, and she couldn't help but have wild thoughts, but she didn't dare to call him, knowing that if he didn't call, it must be inconvenient for her.
I fell asleep while thinking, but the emotions continued in my dreams.
I took out my phone and checked. His message page was still stuck on last night. Unease surged from all directions...
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