Several strong men escorted the three of us, and the second master led the way.
The door lock of the darkroom was unlocked and he went straight down the stairs.
Looking at the empty seats, I couldn't help but pause and sigh secretly.
I remember when I first came here, the house was packed.
People from all walks of life sit together, drinking wine or fist pumping, and the atmosphere is steaming.
On the high platform at the front, there are also chairs where Wang Ju and Chen Changming sat.
He's given me a thumbs up in this house, and I've walked through nail boards.
A lot has happened here, but now it's all gone.
The brothers who had formed a blood alliance are now running for their lives.
The arrogant Wang Ju became a vegetative state, and Chen Changming, who was sitting side by side with Wang Ju, was the culprit.
Things in this world are really hard to see through.
"Let's go!"
The second master impatiently urged me from the front, and the young man behind me suddenly pushed me, and I finally recovered.
The stairs kept going down, and after turning a few corners, a stench hit my nostrils.
The smell is comparable to sewers that have been stagnant for many years, but it is also a little spicy, making people choke and unable to open their eyes.
The second master stopped, turned to look at us, and said coldly: "You're welcome, come in!"
I never thought that one day I would see a water prison.
The water prison is located in a low-lying area. To be precise, it is built in a pit.
Not far away, a winding sewage ditch suddenly appeared in front of us.
A series of logs as thick as an arm were stuck in the ditch, and the logs were intertwined in a tic-tac-shape to form a cell.
The further down I went, the deeper the water became.
When we got to the cell, the water was already up to my waist.
"Clang!"
The cell door was opened and I was pushed in hard by several people.
Chen Jiayan and Ji Canghai were locked in the cells next to them.
The second master rubbed his chin and looked me up and down: "I heard that one of you is very good at fighting, right?"
"Come on, shackle them all!"
Three or five strong men held me down, lifted my arms, and locked me to the wood in a half-hanging manner.
This position is a bit like raising up, the difference is that I can only tap the ground with my toes.
They only locked one of my hands, so I could only hang my whole body with one hand.
Stand, but cannot stand up; squat, cannot squat down.
Not to mention how uncomfortable this feeling is.
Originally I had no intention of resisting, but when I heard Chen Jiayan's screams coming from next door, I immediately lost control.
I shook my arm and knocked over the strong man behind me.
The second master's face was sullen, and his walking stick made a splash in the water.
"We're here now, and you still dare to act wild with me!"
I pointed at the tip of his nose and said bluntly, "If *** is a standing pee, don't bully women!"
The second master laughed strangely: "There are no women here, only prisoners."
"Second Master."
Uncle Ya, who had been silent until now, suddenly smiled and said, "Don't be so cruel to the girl doll."
"How much trouble can a girl like her make? At your age, why not be more generous?"
The second master turned back to look at him: "Okay, Chen Daya! I'll be more generous!"
Uncle Ya is indeed very talkative.
Within a few words, he immediately grasped the opponent's lifeline.
After a lot of trouble, Ji Canghai and I were locked up.
However, Chen Jiayan survived, which is great news.
Uncle Ya stepped on the water and walked up to me.
I couldn't see through the eyes behind those sunglasses.
"Snapped!"
Uncle Ya suddenly raised his fan and slapped me hard in the face.
"You didn't take the southwest road, but you headed east to die! Just wait for death!"
"Pah, pah, pah"
Uncle Ya slapped me several times in succession, which made me confused.
"Whoosh!"
He didn't hold it firmly, and the fan fell out of his hand and fell into the water behind me.
"Don't look at my fan bone that has been with me all my life! I feel dirty if I hit you! I don't want it anymore!"
Uncle Ya was so angry that he stamped his feet, snorted coldly, and walked away.
The second master glanced at me one last time: "Send the red letter today, and the day after tomorrow at the latest, when everyone is here, it's time for you to meditate!"
