Chapter 221: Incomparable admiration, he is the craziest one
After a shrill scream, the burly prisoner covered his broken arm tightly and staggered backwards.
His voice became stammering because of the pain: "Why? Your electric baton will... explode?"
Feng Mu's eyes were deep and complex, and his voice was elusive: "Yes, I also want to know why this is happening."
He sighed softly, his tone revealing a hint of helplessness and depth:
"If you hadn't touched my electric baton without permission, I might have pulled it out myself in an emergency. Then, I might have been the one with half my arm blown off."
The burly prisoner stared at Feng Mu, annoyance and remorse hatching in his chest like countless snake eggs, then gnawing at his soul madly.
He hated it. He hated himself for touching other people's things.
Obviously, my mother taught me this since I was a child!
[Your teachings are like the truth stained with blood, deeply shaking a person's soul. As a result, your inner strength has gained a tiny eternal increase of +0.01!] A line of subtitles flashed across Feng Mu's retina. He smiled slightly, revealing a row of neat and white teeth, and said sincerely and deeply: "So, I should thank you, thank you for bearing the pain that should have belonged to me."
Feng Mu suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it hard. The air seemed to vibrate and made a buzzing sound.
The burly prisoner's face suddenly changed. He opened his mouth to speak, but there was only a crisp sound from his throat, and the whole person was pulled off the ground, with blood gushing out of his mouth and nostrils.
Feng Mu threw the limp corpse away with his hand, and it flew out like a rag and hit the wall heavily.
The head was like a ripe watermelon, making a dull "pong" sound and then bursting, with red flesh and white fluid splattering everywhere, dotted the surroundings with spots of color.
[You have once again impressed him beyond compare. Your strength is permanently increased by 0.01!] Feng Mu's eyes lit up as he watched the prompts flash across his retina.
He really didn't expect that a person could be impressed twice, once about reason and once about physics. This is quite scientific.
Feng Mu licked his wet lips, his face becoming more gentle and joyful. He slowly swept his eyes over the faces of the other prisoners, and his tone was full of unquestionable seriousness and sincerity: "I am a person who values fairness the most. He helped me bear the pain that should have belonged to me, so in order to repay him, I also relieved his pain. You should be able to understand and agree with my approach, right?"
The prisoners trembled uncontrollably, their eyes wandering around the ground, walls, ceiling, and incinerator, the horrific scenes filled their eyes.
Then, they focused their attention on the strange smiling face that was standing in the blood, strangely not stained with any blood, looked unusually clean and gentle, and spoke softly.
The two images were strangely inconsistent and disconnected, yet they merged together amazingly, making them feel creepy and giving them goosebumps all over their bodies.
"We must have been crazy before, to have always regarded this new prison guard Feng as the kindest person in the Second Prison. In fact..."
All the prisoners were madly calling the police in their hearts, "Prison Guard Feng is the scariest one!"
The other prison guards are only cruel on the surface at best, but Prison Guard Feng is insane deep down.
Wang Jiao suppressed the tingling sensation on his scalp and trembled as he said, "Yes, Prison Officer Feng, what you said makes sense. We all understand and recognize your fairness."
The other prisoners trembled and echoed: "Yes, yes, prison guard Feng is right."
Feng Mu waited for three seconds deliberately. No clues appeared on his retina. He frowned slightly and sighed a little sadly: "You are lying!"
Feng Mu suddenly raised his arms, and several prisoners fled in panic. However, in this cramped space, with several corpses everywhere, where was there any room to step or dodge?
What's more, the door was locked from the inside.
The sound of watermelon juice splashing came one after another, following Wang Jiao like a shadow.
He didn't dare look back, for fear that his legs would completely go limp if he took a glance.
His adrenaline surged and his blood boiled. The instinct for survival urged him to rush forward like mad, but he felt warm liquid and broken objects sticking to his back and the back of his head.
Wang Jiao had thrown the toothbrush in his hand to the ground long ago. He stood at the door with his eyes wide open, as if his soul had been frightened out of him. Chen Ya, who was standing stupidly and motionless, roared:
"Prison boss, open the door, open the door, ahhhhhh——"
The terrified screams pierced the silence like a sharp blade, penetrating the heavy iron door of the incinerator and echoing in the cold outer corridor.
Several prison guards who were standing outside, pretending to bang the door lightly and without putting in any effort, suddenly looked at each other with a look of surprise and doubt.
Wang Cong ran over quickly, but when he heard the horrifying scream coming from inside the door, he couldn't help but pause.
Due to the obstruction of the heavy iron door, the sound was not very clear and it was difficult to recognize the specific words, but the sharp and almost distorted tone was enough to make people feel the panic and despair contained in it.
"Is that Feng Mu's voice? It doesn't seem like it, but the screams of people dying will be a little distorted, which is normal, right?"
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Wang Cong hurriedly pulled the prison guard in front of him away, and shouted angrily with a red face and thick neck: "What's going on? Where is the key?"
The prison guard replied in a deep voice: "I saw from the surveillance that the door of the incineration room was locked from the inside, so I realized something was wrong and rushed over. Feng Mu and several other prisoners were locked inside."
After that, the prison guard stepped aside and said, "I don't know what method the prisoner inside used to jam the lock. I even broke my key."
Wang Cong stared and saw a broken key inserted in the lock core, with the broken metal flashing a cold luster.
Wang Cong roared angrily and slammed the iron gate with all his strength, making a loud clanging sound.
The iron gate didn't move at all, but Wang Cong was thrown to the ground by the recoil force, and half of his bones were numb.
Although there was an element of performance in Wang Cong's actions, at this moment, the shock in his heart was real.
He lay on the ground, gasping for breath, his mind full of confusion: "No, the door of this crematorium is too strong, it's almost as strong as the outermost high wall gate of the prison, but is it necessary? The crematorium is for burning corpses, not to prevent corpses from crawling out."
Wang Cong struggled to get up again, gritted his teeth and banged on the iron door again and again. The loud clanging sound echoed in the corridor.
The eyes of several prison guards around changed when they looked at Wang Cong, and then they silently began to bang on the iron gate together.
Forensic doctor Qin Liang rushed over breathlessly, and the blood in his veins became even colder when he saw the exciting scene in front of him.
"Feng Mu, hold on, I'm coming to save you." Wang Cong roared heartbreakingly through the door. His emotions were so strong that it made those who heard it sad and those who saw it cry.
Wang Jiao looked at the door which was beginning to shake, listened to the chaotic roars outside, and a glimmer of hope for escape appeared in his eyes.
The next second, Wang Jiao felt like he was falling into an icy cave.
Because he saw the prison boss Chen Ya slowly turn his body to the side. In the lock core behind him, there was a thin silver needle, which was inserted into the middle of the lock core with incomparable precision like a scalpel... (End of this chapter)
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