The little boy was about fourteen or fifteen years old. It looked like he had just been imprisoned on the fifth floor not long ago, but his whole body was already skin and bones.
Probably because he had seen how cruel the punishment on the fifth floor was, even if he tried his best to beg for mercy and even tortured himself, leaving a big bloody hole in his forehead, he still didn't want to be arrested and tortured. .
The scene in front of me looked a bit shocking.
But the more fiercely he resisted, the more excited Ji Wanrong became, and his eyes even gleamed.
The more he resisted, the more he proved his sanity.
The better you communicate without speaking, the more resistant you look.
At first glance, he looks like a good candidate for rebellion!
Thinking of this, Ji Wanrong hurriedly stepped forward and squatted in front of him, holding his bony body with both hands to stop his movements.
"Stop knocking, I won't take you to the water prison." Ji Wanrong stared at him and whispered in his ear.
The boy paused for a moment, then raised his head again and looked at Ji Wanrong.
Although the woman in front of her had a fierce face and looked to be in her mid-teens, her voice was very pleasant.
When she spoke softly in his ear, his eyes suddenly became moist.
Seeing that the boy slowly stopped moving, Ji Wanrong helped him up. Then he resisted the urge to put medicine on his forehead and raised his head to give Mo Jiecheng a look.
Mo Jiecheng nodded immediately, stretched out his hand and pretended to hold his hand behind his back, wanting to take him to the room where the two of them were just now.
But before the two of them took a few steps forward, a sultry voice came from behind: "Hey, where are you taking this little slave?"
When several people heard this, they slowly stopped and turned around. Ji Wanrong saw a figure with a bruised nose and swollen face.
He was wearing the same clothes as Mo Jiecheng, and he seemed to be the guard in this cell, but his eyes clearly showed dissatisfaction.
Behind him were three or four guards, all staring at Mo Jie City fiercely.
At a glance, he knew that he had just been taken care of by Mo Jiecheng, but after being beaten enough, he was now looking for trouble again.
Ji Wanrong looked at the few of them who were in the way. Their steps were sloppy and their eyelids were swollen. Especially the leader's, the hanging needle between his eyebrows looked like an upside down needle.
You can tell by looking at their faces that this kind of person is very vindictive, has a ruthless personality, and cares about everything. Once he has a dispute with someone, he likes to take revenge on others secretly.
When he thought of this, Ji Wanrong lowered his eyes and took a slight breath.
Mo Jiecheng's voice rang in his ears: "Niu Liu, do you have anything else to do? Did you just get beaten, haven't you been beaten enough?"
There was a hint of sarcasm in Mo Jiecheng's words, which made Niu Liu, the leader, grit his teeth and feel his cheeks swell and hurt.
There was someone behind him who was on duty on the fifth floor, and he was always the leader.
To put it bluntly, he is the emperor on the fifth floor. If he says to go east, no one will dare to go west. If his face darkens, everyone on the fifth floor will shed their skin as well as their bones.
Seeing that a newcomer finally arrived on the fifth floor today, Niu Liu finally got interested. He originally wanted to take his brothers and bully him.
But he never thought that the newcomer here was actually a tough guy and proposed a martial arts competition. Unexpectedly, during the competition, he beat everyone to the ground with three punches and two kicks. Even he could only swallow his anger and convince himself.
Because he gave up, he also lost his position as the head guard. The newcomer was so arrogant that he directly occupied his best room and threw out all his belongings.
Niu Liuqi was so angry that he rested for a while in his brother's room, then took a few people with him to go to the first floor to complain to his sister.
His sister has a high status and status. She has been following Mr. Rong on the first floor for a long time. Everyone will nod and bow when they see her.
Even he has a bit of face.
If he went to file a complaint, his sister was the most respected person around Mr. Rong, and she was extremely protective of him. It would not be long before this arrogant newcomer would be ripped off and thrown into a cell.
But who would have thought that when he went out, he would meet this bitch again.
So Niu Liu raised his eyelids, looked at the child Mo Jiecheng was holding behind his back with a wicked smile, and raised his eyebrows: "Young ones naturally don't dare. You can use force as soon as you get there and beat us black and blue. How dare we have anything else?”
"I just saw how hard you were working, and I knew you were going to take this blind guy to the water prison for disposal, so I came here to help you!"
As he spoke, he took a step forward and pulled the boy in front of Mo Jiecheng suddenly.
Mo Jiecheng was concerned that the boy was injured, and he didn't use any strength on his hands. Now he was pulled by Niu Liuyi like this, and the boy was pulled directly to Niu Liuyi's side.
He staggered several steps and then fell to the ground. Niu Liu stretched out his foot and stepped on his head.
Niu Liu stepped on the spot where the boy's forehead was bruised and bloody when he begged for mercy.
Ji Wanrong took a sharp breath, feeling sorry for the boy. He was hurt to the core, his eyes were scarlet, and his whole body was shaking, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
Like mud.
Niu Liu stepped on the wound, grinding it hard with his toes, and murmured: "Will you step on me? Keep on doing it! If you don't have to be stepped on by me in the end, I will let you Let’s see who is the master of this fifth floor!”
There is something in Niu Liu's words, which is clearly meant to scare the monkeys.
This person was originally wanted to be taken away by Mo Jie City. If he was taken away by Niu Liu, he would probably be tortured worse than death.
Ji Wanrong's eyelids twitched as he looked at the scene in front of him. Then he stopped Mo Jiecheng from stepping forward and looked up at Niu Liu in front of him.
"I'm here, why do you have the right to speak?"
Ji Wanrong's expressionless face and cold tone shocked everyone present.
No one reacted before Ji Wanrong's voice continued.
"Put your feet down."
Ji Wanrong's voice gave people unreasonable pressure.
When Mo Jiecheng heard her speak, he fell silent with his eyes, nose, ears and heart in mind, and retreated behind Ji Wanrong in an orderly manner, eating soft food in peace.
Niu Liu's eyelids twitched and he noticed the old woman standing next to Mo Jicheng.
Unexpectedly, this woman looked ugly, but her voice was clear and pleasant. Niu Liu thought about it and swallowed again.
"Hey, where did this woman come from? Did you bring her here? How dare you bring outsiders in on the fifth floor?"
Although Niu Liu had a tone of extreme disgust, his eyes were staring straight at Ji Wanrong's body.
Paired with this voice and this body, her dull face was given a bit of color.
Such a woman is rare in this base, but she can be called the best!
When Niu Liu thought of this, his body uncontrollably removed his feet from the boy's face.
"Do you know who my sister is? This loser next to you is going to die soon. If you follow me, I guarantee that you will enjoy the food and drink spicy food."
As Niu Liu spoke, he still had an evil smile on his face. He took a step forward and reached out his dirty hands to Ji Wanrong's slender jade fingers hanging by his side.
