Wu Yanjun looked at the people approaching him, his face pale and his eyes filled with fear. "Don't come over here, don't come over here."
"You're very capable, aren't you? Go find the prison guard."
"I, I didn't..." Wu Yanjun retreated step by step until he had no way to retreat.
A sinister smile appeared on the lips of those people. "You said that if we beat you to a pulp, will the prison guards care?"
Wu Yanjun was horrified. "No, no. I won't dare to do that again."
The burly leader waved his hand, and the four of them rushed towards him at the same time. One punch hit him directly in the nose, and blood immediately flowed out of his nose. Then another punch landed on his face, directly knocking his head sideways.
"No, stop hitting me. I was wrong. I was wrong." Wu Yanjun was beaten so badly that his face was bruised and he lay on the ground.
The noise here was heard clearly by people in the surrounding cells, but no one spoke up to intervene.
They stopped beating when prison guards passed by.
When Wu Yanjun saw the prison guards, he wanted to shout for help, but one of them stepped on his face. Wu Yanjun glanced at the prison guard lightly and left.
Wu Yanjun was desperate.
"Damn it, you still dared to ask for help? We were too lenient and didn't teach you a lesson. Keep beating you to death."
The four men attacked more harshly, and Wu Yanjun's wails of pain gradually weakened, and he lay motionless on the ground.
"Stop."
The four of them looked at the person lying motionless on the ground and looked at each other in confusion.
"Brother, didn't we kill someone?"
"Third brother, go and take a look." The leading man ordered.
"good."
The third brother squatted down and put his hand to the tip of his nose. He was still breathing. "He's not dead, he must have just fainted."
They brought a basin of ice-cold water and poured it directly on him, waking Wu Yanjun up from the cold.
Wu Yanjun woke up in a daze. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw four people standing in front of him, and his body unconsciously shrank.
The leader thought it was enough. This guy was in such poor health that he would die if he continued to fight. But that person had said that he couldn't die, otherwise they would be in trouble.
The leader said to him, "Get through here, and we'll let you go today."
The boss put one foot on the bed and pointed at his crotch.
Wu Yanjun looked at the crotches of several people, his face flushed and the veins on his forehead bulged, but after looking at them, he finally lowered his head and crawled under the crotches of the four people in humiliation.
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"Wu Gouzi, clean the pit. If you find any stink, lick it clean for me."
"But..." Dinner is about to start.
Under the man's cold gaze, he swallowed the words silently and gave them a flattering smile.
"I'll be right there."
By the time he finished washing up, there was no food left in the cafeteria.
He would be hungry all day.
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"Wu Gouzi, come over here and give us a leg massage."
Wu Yanjun approached them with a flattering look on his face and started massaging their legs.
Suddenly, one of them kicked him over.
He didn't dare cry out in pain, but climbed up and walked forward with an apologetic smile on his face.
The man pointed to his shoes and said, "My shoes are dirty."
"I'll wipe it right away." Wu Yanjun rolled up his sleeves and was about to wipe it, but was kicked away by the man.
"Did I ask you to wipe it with clothes? Lick it clean for me."
A flash of resentment flashed across Wu Yanjun's eyes, but when he raised his eyes, he put on a flattering smile, "I'll lick it right away."
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