The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 296: 296: Jiang Zhi meeting Su Qinghou turned out to be an explosive CP feeling (second update

His face had turned purple in spots, and his body was even more unbearable to look at, covered in old wounds. It was clear that this wasn’t the first time he had been beaten.

There were four of them, varying in height, build, and weight, each with tattoos on their backs. The leader was a fat man, probably around six feet three inches tall, standing a good head taller than Luo Changde.

He pressed Luo Changde against the wall, his hands wrapped in a towel, and swung a punch into Luo Changde’s stomach, “You gonna appeal again?”

Luo Changde was too weak to even cry out, curled up holding his stomach.

The fat man tore the towel off his fist, wrapped it around Luo Changde’s neck, lifted him by the collar, and slapped his face, “I asked you, you gonna appeal again?”

Dazed and breathless, Luo Changde rolled his eyes, “No more, I will not appeal.”

Only then did the fat man loosen the towel, patting his head, “That’s being good.” He patted his face again, “What about medical parole?”

Trembling, he replied, “No, not pursuing that either.”

In prison, despite strict control, there were things that could not be contained; the place was filled with extremely vicious people who feared neither death nor consequences.

Like these few.

Before coming here, the fat man was a gang leader with some notoriety on the streets. He was charged with murder and sentenced to life, and he still had followers in this prison.

“Don’t try to fake mental illness either,” the fat man squatted, wearing only a pair of shorts, a scar several inches long on the left side of his face, “if you value your life.”

These people had a goal besides torturing him—they wanted to prevent him from appealing or having any chance of getting out.

Curled up, Luo Changde asked tremblingly, “Who’s making you do this?”

The fat man pressed his head down and slammed it against the wall, then chuckled, “Take a guess.”

The impact left Luo Changde seeing stars.

At the door, the fat man’s underling whistled, “Boss, someone’s here.”

“Behave nicely, I’ll be watching you.” The fat man tossed the towel onto Luo Changde’s face, “If the prison guards ask about your injuries, what will you say? I taught you last time.”

Falling down.

Otherwise, the next beating would be even more brutal.

That afternoon, Vice Director Liu of the prison personally conducted an inspection.