WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL HARASSMENT THAT MAY BE UPSETTING FOR SOME READERS.
A so-called prison is one into which you enter by stealing a wallet and exit with knowledge of everything.
Li Xiaobai was already carsick when he got out of the black automobile, escorting the prisoner with handcuffs on his hands.
He was weary and sluggish as he stood on the grounds of the Texas Prison, but the not-so-strong breeze whipped up a whirlwind of dirty sand over the lonely terrain, swirling up his cheap white cotton T-shirt, the ragged edges of his pants, and the blood-stained bandage…
The prison guard, expressionlessly maintaining order, held a baton while all of the criminals swore and shuffled in line towards the prison building with haughty or scared expressions.
The Texas prison gate gently closed behind the crowd.
The instant the two metals collided, almost everyone realized: goodbye, freedom.
The prison’s atmosphere was gloomy and oppressive. There is a faint howl from the depths, but it is hardly heard. It may be a scream or a hysterical laugh… In this little line, someone began to cry in a quiet voice out of fear…
The cry made Li Xiaobai’s head hurt even more, and he frowned as he glanced at the man.
A beautiful white-blond youth with freckles on his nose, a small stature, and unsteady walks. Many garish necklaces of skeletons hung around his neck. He must have been active on the streets during the week, but now he is trembling all over and is frightened. He expresses his anxiety so plainly as he stands in the vicious land where this unknown strength speaks… This kind of trash, in a simple summary, will not last long.
When Li Xiaobai retracted his gaze, he glanced at another white-skinned young man. The majority of the detainees in this group were black, making it difficult for an Asian who was still filthy to fit in. The two stunning golden-haired heads, on the other hand, stood out.
Unlike the teenager, the blonde kid concealed his fear well and even wore a look of invulnerability on his face, which was advantageous to some extent; after all, even wolves know when to strike the weakest.
Li Xiaobai thought, “This person is arrogant, but also very smart.”
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The young man’s face was really attractive; his hands had beautiful skin, and his body emitted a literary aura. Perhaps he was a young master or something before he arrived.
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This person will be miserable, according to Li Xiaobai’s final conclusion, because he is too gorgeous and lacks the ability to protect himself, not to mention arrogant.
He sweeps about quietly. A couple tall and stout black people in front appear to be fairly powerful, yet their steps are clumsy and erratic. He believes their attack force is equivalent to that of street thugs, and there is no expert, let alone the strength of a dominant king. Li Xiaobai disappointedly withdrew his gaze and silently stared down at his small arm.
After an endless examination and registration, the new prisoners were finally led by the prison guards into the “harem” of the Texas Prison, the Garden of Eden for criminals, the resting place for the wicked after doing evil—or at least—and the paradise where bestiality and the laws of nature can reappear.
After the meal, the prisoners were allowed to head out. The convicts of Short Warehouse wandered through a lonely “playground” surrounded by high-speed rail wire mesh and high-voltage electrical wires. The arrival of this group of newcomers piqued everyone’s interest!
A large number of criminals dashed to the side of the barbed wire, forcefully gripping it and looking viciously and greedily at the terrified new inmates. Whistles, screams, and purposeful gr*ans flowed in… A hand with a hostile gesture stretched out in the barbed wire gap… Even the old weaklings squatted in the corner and stared nervously with bad intentions, hoping that the new weaklings could take their miserable positions…
The intense vibration of the barbed wire fence alongside him startled the blonde youth, who took a step back in fright, interrupting his sobbing. The prison guards on the side did not let the group rest; a baton greeted the teenager’s waist with vigor!
“Don’t stop! Keep moving!!”
The teenager muffles his gr*ans and stumbles heavily, clutching his waist! Instead, he knocks the blond young master against the barbed wires! The whistling sound suddenly became stimulating! The people inside tried to reach through the mesh and seize the young master! A strange scream erupted…
“Ha! Baby! Let me touch you!!”
“White pig, son of a b*tch! Hurry up and get n*ked so I can taste you!!”
“All n*ggers go to hell…”
“You little son of a b*tch, Laozi’s ur*ne is waiting to feed your mouth!”
The hand that gripped the blond young master’s hair showed no mercy and abruptly yanked a few bloodied blond hair strands… In the chaos, someone even pulled his hand from his cr*tch and threw out the foul, turbid liquid, smearing it on him…
His barely suppressed tranquility came forth. The young master attempted desperately to escape the barbed wire fence but was dragged back by the throat. When his face came into contact with the sharp barbed wire, the corners of his eyes were scratched, and blood flowed down… The muscular man clutching his throat laughed wildly, slowly licking away the blood on his face with intense lust…
“You are Yellow Wolf’s man as of today… Wash your *ss properly later. Do you hear me?” He paused and pinched his b*ttocks with a clear intention!
Any man who is insulted in this manner will awaken the murderous nature in their heart. The blonde young master shook with unbearable tremors, gritted his teeth, and broke Yellow Wolf’s bulging arm. He roared, “Die! You dirty b*stard! God will not forgive you… Oh ah——!!!!” Before the next words were finished, they were covered by a miserable scream. Yellow Wolf pressed his head tightly and bit off half of his ear viciously!
The blond young master fell to the ground with a horrible scream and blood spilling from between his fingers…
“Little beauty, the first thing you have to learn here is never to contradict me.”
Yellow Wolf spit out half of the bloody ears, and his bloodshot yellow-brown eyes stared greedily at the blond man who was laughing loudly while covering his head and curling up into a ball on the ground… Only then did the prison guard go up and pull the wounded away while using his baton to symbolically knock on the barbed wire as a warning. Yellow Wolf turned sideways obliviously, licking his bloody lips with unfulfilled desire…
The prison guard took the young blonde to the infirmary. The skinny young man, who was the first to tumble to the ground, stood motionless as he watched the cruel and bloody scene. He curled up and held his knees, as if he could avoid the gazes of many beasts… He muttered intermittently with a tearful prayer… Others subconsciously controlled their features and lowered their eyes, displaying their rightful respect…
This greeting is fantastic, Li Xiaobai thought, straightforward and direct; now everyone in this prison knows who not to mess with.
Every piece of land possesses so-called rule-breaking power, and the meaning of that rule is to restrain the weak.
I can’t stay in this environment where you set the rules; being here should allow me to unwind, right? The sun was setting and night was approaching as Li Xiaobai gazed up at the sky over the prison’s towering walls.
There is a high cement platform with a nice view near the barbed wire fence. Two people sat peacefully and smoked silently, as if unconcerned with the commotion in front of them yet completely in control of the situation.
The man squatting at the top of the platform was unperturbed, with a sturdy figure, flamboyant red hair, brown skin, sharp animal-like teeth biting the tail of the cigarette, and a pair of eyes that exuded the feeling of the beast to the fullest, leaving aside the murderous aura; even the pupils seemed to be vertical… The man gathered his strength and adjusted his powerful muscles to find a comfortable resting posture—in order to leap up at any time to pounce on the prey. He held a cigarette and lazily looked down at the crowd beyond the barbed wire fence, like a predator watching its prey…
The black-haired man with a slender figure sitting next to him with two long legs crossed did not have a cigarette in his mouth. Instead, he rested his fingers on his knees and sat upright, as if negotiating in a shopping mall, upright and cautious—even when relaxing, there is a part of the nerves that never rests in order to cope with any sudden situation to kill the other person anytime, anywhere, without flaws; this is a certain type of human habit. His ice-green eyes stared silently at the new inmates outside the barbed wire fence, noting everyone’s physique and observing the subtle reflection on each face at every moment…
A dark-skinned man with short pigtails emerged from the crowd, his face flushed with delight. He pushed himself in front of the two men, courteously drew out the hidden cigarette holder from the inside of his calf, and offered them. He inquired respectfully and tentatively, “Wolf Fang, I’m very fond of that little guy with the golden hair, you see…”
The red-haired man cast a disdainful glance at the person crying on his knees and stated dismissively, “That kind of coward? Whatever.” He then concentrated on counting the newly acquired cigarettes one by one…
With the approval of the boss, the n*gger with the short pigtail immediately thanked and left with a beaming smile!
The black-haired man flicked the cigarette and said slowly, “How was it? Is there anything you like this time?”
Wolf Fang stood up, tossed the half-pack of cigarettes to the black-haired man, and hummed, “I’m not interested.”
“Interested in being preempted by Yellow Wolf?”
“Hmph, if I’m interested, will it be his turn to rob me?”
“Really? That kid is very beautiful, not inferior to Vera.”
“Vera is much more obedient than he is,” Wolf Fang whispered, turned around, and was about to leave, but suddenly, as if he thought of something, he turned back and put his hand on the black-haired man’s shoulder, raised his eyebrows, and deliberately teased, “What about you, Blade? You’re not interested? You haven’t picked anyone in a long time, and you only occasionally use Vera to let off steam. Are you a fan of hand work?”
Blade leaned forward under the weight of his body; his eyes quickly gathered murderous intent and quickly dissipated. He murmured in a muffled voice, “You are very heavy; get lost.”
Wolf Fang burst out laughing and patted his shoulder… Blade taciturn looked up at the sky, then turned his gaze elsewhere and accidentally caught a glimpse of Li Xiaobai in the corner, who was also looking up at the sky slightly… He didn’t cry, tremble, or have eyes darting around; he even knew to choose the most unobtrusive corner to dilute his sense of existence and calm as a teenager first-time in prison. Yes—Blade’s gaze wandered around Li Xiaobai’s slender limbs and frail shoulders that seemed to be immature—a teenager.
Blade narrowed his eyes and stared at Li Xiaobai’s face.
The teenager had facial injuries and could only perceive Asians’ soft facial characteristics, which were wrapped in gauze. His hair obscured his vision, making it difficult for him to see clearly. He was unkempt, his hair was dirty, and his arms and ankles were bound with bandages. It appears there was a tragic accident.
Just when Blade was observing Li Xiaobai, the other person had already returned to his downcast look, as quiet as if the look of him looking at the sky with an indifferent smile on his lips was all Blade’s hallucination. Looking around, no one noticed, not even Wolf Fang, who lowered his head to smoke.
Staring closely at the small group of prisoners disappearing at the end of the drill ground, Blade’s gaze never left Li Xiaobai. At the last moment of turning, Li Xiaobai suddenly raised his eyes to this side and looked deeply.
Blade slowly took the cigarette out of his mouth, stood up straight, and smiled.
Wolf Fang looked back at his face and was stunned for a moment. He exclaimed, “You’re smiling so fucking sinister.”
AYOOOO THIS IS ALREADY SO INTERESTING
THANK YOU FOR THE CHAPTER AUTHOR ❤️❤️
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I choked at “the n*gger with the short pigtail immediately thanked and left..” if used in conversation like the first time then i understand but coming from the author themselves O.O
I started reading this book because of the synopsis. I did not expect to face the racial slurs and bigoted comments. Whether the intent is there or not, I found this chapter very offensive.