The shackles were too short, which prevented Nan Xunâs feet from moving much, but such shackles were also beneficial since theyâre light enough.
Nan Xun seized the opportunity and jumped to the other personâs back in a flash, strangling his neck with one hand, he then lifted a stone and hit the manâs head fiercely.
The man was smashed until he fainted to the ground, with blood flowing from the back of his head.
Nan Xun gasped hard, his legs felt a little soft.
Several tragic corpses were lying disorderly on the ground, the pungent smell of blood made everyoneâs legs trembled in fear.
Didnât know who retched, the smell of blood was now mixed with the nauseating smell of vomit.
A prison guard found that something was wrong here from a distance, he then blew his whistle and hurried to this side.
The sound of whistle was loud and grating on oneâs ear as it became closer and closer.
Yan Luo who just murdered those people used his sleeve to wipe the blood on his face, then inserted his hands dyed with blood into his pockets before coldly sweeping his sharp eyes to the crowd around, his voice was cold and somber like a king from hell, âWhat should be said and what shouldnât be said, I believe you guys know clearly?â
Those dazed inmates nodded their heads with lightning speed, afraid if theyâre too slow, their heads would also be crushed like watermelons.
Prison guards hurried over and saw a carnage-like scene with fresh blood and corpses strewn everywhere. They angrily roared and asked who did it, but no one answered.
Fighting and brawling often occurred in prisons, but very few were so serious that it killed so many people in one fell swoop.
Those prison guards scolded and cursed before ordering the prisoners to carry people to the van and return for a hospital treatment while the remaining prisoners continued to work.
Everything continued as usual except for the silence that ruled all over the prisoners as they looked at the direction of King Yan Luo from time to time.
They were the ones who were looking for death, King Yan Luo hasnât done this thing for quite a long time. And already they forgot how dreadful it was when this Lord Buddha raised his hand. The murderous scene just now awoken the memory they deliberately ignored.
It was really frightening.
While other shuffled around ores, Yan Luo pulled Nan Xun aside, staring at his face with gloomy eyes.
Nan Xun was flustered by his gaze, he quickly said, âBrother, Iâm fine, just some bruises on my face and waist, that big guy was much worse than me, I lifted a stone and smashed his head fiercely.â
Yan Luo murmured an âenâ indifferently, âYou should just watch from the side when I fight later, I donât need your help. So, no need to do anything.â
His voice gradually lowered down as his anger slightly diminished and finally changed, becoming a rebuke mixed with a trace of worry.
Nan Xun saw that his face was somber so he can only be a good brother on one side and nod his head to whatever the other party said.
Yan Luo saw the bruises extending from his chin to the side of his face, he wanted to reach out and look at it but found that his hands were all covered in blood. His half-stretched hand was stiffly pulled back again as his face became darker.
âLittle White, donât be afraid of me.â Yan Luo said the next sentence lightly before he continued to work.
Nan Xun looked at his straight figure and couldnât help sighing, he admitted that he was scared at first, but he never really feared him.
At five oâclock, a prison guard blew the whistle to mark the end of their work that day. The twelve teams had completed the basic amount while King Yan Luoâs team transported three more carts, so the prison guard added nine more points to everyone inside that team.
When they returned to Meihuan Prison, it was just the time to catch up for some meal. Those tired prisoners ate like starving wolves, but some prisoners didnât have the appetite because they recalled the bloody scene in this afternoon.
Yan Luo divided two buns from his lunch tray with Nan Xun.
Nan Xun was also not polite, saying âthank you, brotherâ and took a big bite.
This time, Nan Xun as a younger brother, still sent his elder brother to his 419 cell. But when he turned around to leave, Yan Luo suddenly grabbed his arm and dragged the man inside.
In his two months of prison life, this was the first time that Nan Xun entered King Yan Luoâs cell.
There was a lot of space inside, with a bed wide enough for two people placed in the middle. The bed sheet wasnât the standardized prison type, it was obviously brought in from outside. There were two small cabinets on either side of the bed, a thermos flask and a glass were placed on top of the left cabinet, while next to the cabinet was a washbasin uniformly issued by the prison with a piece of soap inside.
There was an iron wire that he pulled himself next to the window, at this time, there were two things hanging on it⊠a towel and a black underwear.
It was very simple and neat.
The futon on the bed was stacked like a piece of square tofu, especially neat, and thatâs why Nan Xun didnât dare to sit on it.
Yan Luo went straight to one of the cabinets and took an ointment from first drawer. He then carried Nan Xun and threw him on his bed, grasped the lower hem of his uniform and lifted it up. [Panda: Kyaa~!]
Nan Xun was startled and exclaimed, âBrother, what are you doing?â Saying this, he wanted to roll over and get up.
Yan Luo pushed him back with his big palm and said, âRub medicine.â
Nan Xun murmured an âohâ and let out a sigh of relief, soon after that, he felt that it was ridiculous.
Catching sight of a large red and swollen bruise around the childâs waist, Yan Luoâs face became black and smelly. [T/N: showing dislike]
His newly recognized brother, even if heâs too skinny, he still didnât want to hit him even for a bit, what thing did those people ate that they dared to bully his, King Yan Luoâs younger brother?!
âA~ brother, apply it lightly, it hurts a bit.â
Yan Luoâs movements slowed down and lightened up a bit, âYou donât admit having a delicate skin like a porcelain doll, but youâre already in pain with just this little bit of strength?â
Nan Xun bit his lips and didnât say a word.
Yan Luo became more and more irritated, âYouâre acting stubborn with brother? Do you know who those people in this prison are? Youâre this weak and you still dare go up against them?â
âI defeated that second tyrant of District A, Dao Ba!â Nan Xun couldnât help refuting.
âThatâs only because he underestimated his enemy, if you come up against him again, do you really think you can beat him so easily?â
Nan Xun was silent for a moment before he whispered a sentence, âToday I was just afraid that brother couldnât handle that much people alone, I wonât do it again.â
The manâs movements stopped abruptly, after quite a long while, he continued to rub him again.
âBrother, weâve done so much work today and our bodies are all gray, we have to wash well tonight.â Nan Xun naturally changed the topic.
The man behind gave a light âenâ.
Nan Xun continued and said, âBrother, you forgot to change your uniform last time, donât forget this time, the one Iâm wearing is too dirty to be borrowed.â
There was one time that Yan Luo forgot to bring his own uniform in the shower, so he wore Nan Xunâs dirty clothes. It was tightly stretched on his body and others can see at a glance that it wasnât his, it made Nan Xun really embarrassed that time.
The man behind him paused before speaking, there wasnât much anger left inside his words, âWhen we go to the bathhouse later, take mine with you too.â Saying this, he took out his clean uniform and set it aside.
After rubbing the bruises on his waist, Yan Luo directly raised Nan Xunâs chin, his index finger was dipped inside the ointment before he gently applied it to his face.
Nan Xun stared at him first, then looked down abruptly.
Your mom, why does my brotherâs face looks so handsome when heâs applying medicine so seriously?!
Heâs bullying me now that Iâm not a woman, is he? So annoying ah!