Tegai shuddered at the thought of the legendary devil, and the handsome young man who was holding a mineral water bottle and drinking fiercely nodded his head. Agree: "It is possible. Legend has it that when demonized into human form, they are extremely handsome. "
"That … that he will not eat us? I heard that the devil likes to eat human hearts raw! " That’s what Kuda originally said. Hearing that Tegai agreed with him, he actually took it at face value. The body trembled slightly.
"Haha …" Tegai couldn’t help laughing when he saw Kuda’s appearance. "No matter whether he is a devil or something … we just need to take him back. We don’t have to worry about the future. We didn’t offend him. If he wanted to eat, we would have already started. Will we get on the bus with us?"
"Well, then you should drive quickly." This time Kuda didn’t become angry from embarrassment. He always felt that the young man was in some danger and wanted to get rid of it early.
"Well, then you hurry!" Kuda’s expression made Tegai cautious, too. He stepped on the accelerator and drove off toward the route.
Along the way, Tegai turned to look at the young man from time to time after drinking Kuda, but now he just sat there motionless after drinking the water. If his chest was not slightly undulating, it would look like a statue.
Before dark, the off-road vehicle finally returned to a big yard on the edge of the forest, but now there is no light on in the dark yard.
"Damn those guys must have slipped back long ago." Tegai honked his horn heavily for half a day, but no one came out to open the door.
"So what should I do now? I don’t want to stay with this guy. " Kuda frowned.
Tegai looked at the still dark yard and thought about it. "Let’s send him to the nearest detention center first and let the people in the detention center investigate his origin."
"Okay, that’s it." Kuda nods at once.
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So Tegai struck a light and stepped on the accelerator. The cross-country jeep continued to run in the distance.
An hour later, the SUV stopped in front of a two-story building, and Tegai still pulled the youth and Kuda into the building gate.
It’s getting dark now, and there are not many people in the detention center. Dortmund seems to be very familiar with this place, and soon he found a middle-aged police officer in charge of the detention center and said the situation aside.
Because the young man never talks and has no identification on him, the middle-aged police officer discussed with Tegai and decided to take the young man into custody first and then start investigating his origin tomorrow.
Then the middle-aged police officer took Tegai and they came to an iron gate in the room on the ground, but they knocked on the door for a long time and didn’t see anyone answer it. The middle-aged police officer immediately cursed: "Damn Hans, that guy must be listening to the yellow broadcast again."
Tegai and Kuda looked at each other with a knowing smile.
The middle-aged police officer knocked on the door for a while before swearing and went back upstairs to get the key, opened the iron gate and led the people in.
As soon as I entered Tegai, I saw a young man in police uniform wearing a pair of huge headphones, sitting at a desk by the door with drooling while shaking his head. Even after someone came in, I didn’t feel anything.
The middle-aged police officer stepped forward and lifted the earphone that Hans was wearing, which finally made him react.
Although being deserted at work, Hans did not show any fear and smiled at the middle-aged police officer: "Boss, you haven’t come home yet."
"Hans, don’t think that I won’t dare to touch you if someone is above you. Who will be responsible if something goes wrong?" Middle-aged police officer scolded angrily.
"Eldest brother won’t have any problem is nothing more than a few prisoners dog eat dog. These scum die one less. " Hans seems to be used to training and doesn’t care at all.
The middle-aged police officer seems to have no choice but to point to the young man who was brought in and say, "This guy doesn’t have any supporting documents. You should find a single room and detain him here for one night first."
Hans shook his head and smiled: "It’s the end of the year recently. The petty thieves are all going to get a ticket to go home for the New Year. There is no single room in it."
"Then just find a room." Middle-aged police officers don’t seem to want to talk to Hans more about leaving the young people behind and going out with Tegai and Kuda.
After locking the iron gate, Hans picked up an electric baton and walked up to the young man. After looking it up and down, he disdained and asked, "What did the boy do to come in?"
The youth remained silent.
"Yo, you’re quite arrogant? I’ve seen too many people like you. You must have been brought in by a pretty boy who hooked up with the mistress of a big shot." Hans seems to believe his speculation very much. Suddenly he smiled maliciously and said, "Come with me!" "
Hans took a few steps, but now the young man didn’t keep up. He walked behind the young man angrily and pushed him, but he seemed to push him on a mountain.
Hans was just about to start a fire, but somehow he felt a little palpitation, remembering the way the young man was brought in. He took the young man’s hand with a turn of his eyes and walked forward. Sure enough, this time the young man was dragged away by him obediently.
"Damn it, it turned out to be a fool. Fortunately, I didn’t make him crazy. I can’t stand it." Hans muttered softly as he walked.
On both sides of the basement are rows of cells separated by iron bars the thickness of the thumb. At this moment, there are dozens of prisoners in the cell. These prisoners of all kinds have seen Hans coming with young people and suddenly became noisy.
"Everybody be quiet." Hans gave a big drink, but no one paid attention to him. The noise only got louder.
Hans frowned and pulled the young man to the door of a cell. He opened the door and waved an electric baton and shouted, "Stand back!" "
After all the prisoners in the cell retreated, Hans took the young man in sideways and immediately stepped back and locked the door.
"Hey, hey, crazy people don’t know who is better than fools?" After locking the door, Hans insidious smile hurried back to his desk and put the earphone on his head again to enter the infinite yy.
The cell for holding young people is a big room with seven or eight prisoners.
After Hans left, the people in the cell immediately surrounded the motionless youth under the guidance of a burly bald head with a height of two meters.
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Chapter one hundred and sixty-four Wake up
What did the boy do to get in? "Bald licked the corners of the mouth dew god evil appearance asked.
The young man looked at the bald head quietly without any meaning to speak.
"Damn it, if I ask you something, do you dare not say it?" Bald head suddenly annoyed waved and slapped the prisoners behind him in the past, showing their eagerness.
1 of "pa", the bald head slapped the young man hard. The young man still did not move, but his bald head felt that his hand was like hitting the steel plate, causing great pain.
"Damn it, call me!" Bald head dumped the cloth of cutting and became angry from embarrassment and ordered the prisoners behind him to rush towards the youth immediately. And the bald man who doesn’t believe in evil is slapped in the past.
The angry bald head and the prisoners behind him didn’t notice that when the bald head slapped the young man in the face, although the young man didn’t do anything, his eyes showed various complicated emotions such as struggle, confusion, anger and embarrassment.
There was another bang. However, this time, it was not the youth who was slapped, but the bald man’s wrist. I don’t know when it was firmly grasped by the youth, just like being caught by an iron clamp. No matter how hard the bald man struggled, he couldn’t let his hand move.
Then the prisoners who jumped on it didn’t seem to notice this scene. They were happily waving their fists on the tall and straight body of the young man. Seeing the fighting here, the prisoners in the surrounding cells also shouted excitedly, just like a holiday.
However, Hans, as a cell guard, still listened to the yellow broadcast with headphones and saliva. Indifferent to the commotion in the cell.
At this moment, the prisoners who kept hurting the young people in Europe retreated one by one, screaming and screaming, "Shit, is this boy’s body so hard?"
"Ouch, it hurts. I’m afraid this kid is a monster."
Bald head didn’t pay attention to his words. At this time, the original clear and carefree eyes in the eyes of young people changed. Become sharp and cold, and you can’t look straight. What scares the bald man even more is that the young man is slowly tightening his hand, and soon he even hears the groan of his wrist bone.
"How dare you slap me?" Finally, the young man spoke with a clear voice, but it seemed to contain boundless anger.
However, no one here can understand the words of the young man. After a long time of patience, the bald man finally couldn’t help but shout, "Let go."
What answered him was a crisp sound of broken bones. Bald head immediately screamed loudly, staring at the murderous look in the eyes of the young man and the boundless ferocity that gradually spread out on him. Bald head trembled all over, and he suddenly had a strange feeling that the young man was "awakened" by his slap.
Yes, the youth is "awake" and it should not be said that Lin Feng is "awake".
Wake up windson haven’t had time to look at the environment, he felt some slight pain on his face when he saw the bald head and slapped it again. I immediately understood the pain on my face.
This moment. Lin Feng is furious!
Since the childhood, Lin Feng has only been punched in the face but has never been slapped. Although fists and slaps are just different forms of hand attacks, the meaning of their representatives is quite different!
Fist is just an ordinary attack slap, but it is an insulting performance!
I was slapped by a waste. This is something that Lin Feng can’t stand anyway!
After crushing the wrist of the bald head. Windson hand loosen. Along the bald arm slightly moved up an inch. Squeeze it again and there is a crisp "click" sound.
"Ah …" Bald shrieks more squeal. Tears slipped down involuntarily, and the empty left hand pounded hard at windson’s face.
Windson didn’t look at each other’s fists. Right hand loosened and moved, pinching "clicks" …
The sharp pain when the bone broke again made the bald head wave to the half of the left fist, which suddenly seemed to be evacuated. All the strength could not help but draw a semicircle and grabbed Lin Feng’s hand that crushed his bone. But now this is simply an impossible task, so I had to frantically ask the younger brother around me for help: "What are you all doing?" Give it to me! "