Chapter 22 Prison Story No. 7: Bad Retribution

There is retribution!That is the mantra of this old prisoner, he always likes to say that, especially after dinner, during that short rest period, he squats down in the corner of the yard, if there is a cigarette, he will greedily take a sip, if not, He just licked his dry lips that looked like a kind of bark that was about to peel off, dragged his voice, and said that sentence. Only the new prisoner would look at him with curious eyes at this moment, thinking that he still had something to say, but after a while, he spoke again, with the same sentence: There will be retribution The old prisoner is really old, old and qualified. How long has he been in prison?No one can tell right away, you have to go to the archives to check, and you will get results.However, it is certain that he will never be able to leave the prison again in his life.

Prisoners with long sentences have a special status in the prison, especially those with life sentences.Generally, prisoners who are sentenced to life imprisonment seldom get together with other prisoners, but the old prisoner is different. He does not seem to be aggressive at all, and he does not participate in all intrigues and appalling disputes in the prison. He didn't even speak for a whole day, but from time to time, as if using the power that every cell in his body could emit, he called out: "There is retribution." On that day, the new prison guard, accompanied by his colleagues, inspected the cell late at night, and heard that desolate and sad cry like a wolf's howling, which made the hair stand on end: There is retribution!

New prison guards banging on bars with batons: Quiet The old prisoner murmured that the new prison guard wanted to show off his prestige, but his colleague told him to let him go. When he first came in, he had suffered so much, but he couldn't beat him. ! The new prison guard raised his eyebrows: Why should he suffer? Before the old prison guard could answer, the old prisoner's wrinkled face was exposed from behind the iron bars. He opened his mouth wide and let out a muffled voice: "Because I chopped off one of your brains!"It's really fun to cut, the turtle doesn't know how to pee in the future, haha!Ha ha!

Laughter echoed in the corridor, which sounded horrifying. There was a commotion in each cell, and many people adjusted their positions to listen to the old prisoner. This is not a common situation. The old prisoner continued: It happened many years ago!Twenty-eight years, yes, twenty-eight years, the tortoise was injured like that, and it was worth twenty years in prison. He can't be hacked to death! The hatred in the old prisoner's tone gave goosebumps all over the body, and the new prison guard snorted: What did that man do to you? Do you want to hate him so much? The old prisoner said every word: I abducted my wife.

The long corridors are silent on both sides. The ancients have said that the hatred of killing one's father and taking one's wife, is there anything more serious than this hatred? The old prisoner laughed dryly again: There is retribution!He abducted my wife, and I cut him down until he became useless, and I sentenced him to another twenty years.Relying on his influence, he ordered someone to beat me in prison, saying that he wanted to break every bone in me, which can only be said to be retribution. Later, he was transferred away. At last, not every bone of mine was broken, but Twenty or thirty of them have been broken!

The new prison guard gasped and looked at his colleague, who shrugged. This kind of thing has happened in ancient times and is inevitable. The new prison guard looked at the old prisoner again, and suddenly remembered something, and pointed his baton at him: No, twenty-eight years ago, you hacked and wounded someone, and you were sentenced for twenty years, you should have gone out long ago. Why are you still here? The old prisoner pursed his lips tightly, and the wrinkles on his face showed a lot of strange gloom under the dim light. An iron fence happened to be in the middle of his face, dividing his face into two halves. It seemed that Even more weird.

The new prison guard asked again: You have no term, right?What happened later, will become indefinite? The words that came out of the old prisoner's puckered mouth were quite frightening: kill. The new prison guard took a deep breath and looked at the old prisoner. It was hard to imagine that he would kill someone. Who did he kill?Is that the one who was hacked by him? The old prisoner swallowed his saliva: Nine years ago, I was about to get out of prison with peace of mind. When I came back from work that day, a new prisoner walked in front of me. I only saw his back. Two prison guards were escorting him, talking, and one Said: His father did so well, but his son became a prisoner.The other said a name: being very mean to the lower class is also retribution!As soon as I heard that name, my whole body became hot. The person in front is the son of the turtle!That tortoise kidnapped my wife, I can't kill him, but I want to kill his son too!

The new prison guard was even more shocked: "Successful?" The old prisoner said in a deep voice: No one could guard against it. It succeeded suddenly. The dead man was still staring at me. I don’t know why I attacked him from behind. At that time, I was stunned! He paused for a while, and then howled again: There is retribution! The new prison guard reminded: What's going on, The old prisoner's voice was slow: the dead man was young, just like myself when I was young, the turtle abducted my wife, and I killed him a month later. I didn't know that my wife had already had his son when he ran away?No, that's my son, my son!

There was even more silence on both sides of the corridor, only the old prisoner's cries, rushing back and forth, and finally fell silent. There is retribution!