"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?" Brother Scar laughed out loud as if he had heard a big joke, "If you were from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, how could you still be thrown here? Don't be ridiculous! Let me tell you, after entering this Black Prison, even if you are the king of heaven, you still have to lie down for me!"
Brother Hei said softly, "Be good, as long as you obey, you will be our pistachio, little rose."
Yu Xiaogang looked at the two figures getting closer and closer, and the scene when Bu Le, Tianya, and E Kao were blocked in the alley flashed through his mind.
The fear that penetrated into the bone marrow swept through him again after many years, and it was a hundred times stronger than before. He was shaking with fear, his teeth chattered, and tears flowed down uncontrollably. "Please, let me go! I kowtowed to you! I was really wrong!"
"Let you go?" Brother Hei grabbed Yu Xiaogang by the collar and lifted him up. "After entering this door, I will not let you go. Xiaogang. Be obedient and you will suffer less. If you dare to resist, it will be uncomfortable!"
As he said that, he picked up a cracked pottery bowl from the ground next to him, which contained a bowl of turbid yellow liquid, and handed it to Yu Xiaogang's mouth. "Come on, the rules for newcomers are to propose a toast to the brothers first. This is the 'soy milk' we specially prepared for you. It is very nutritious. Drinking it is good for your health."
The pungent smell of sour rot hit his face, and Yu Xiaogang almost vomited out. He shook his head desperately and closed his mouth tightly. "I won't drink! I won't drink this!"
"Don't drink?" Brother Scar sneered, stretched out his hand and pinched Yu Xiaogang's nose.
Yu Xiaogang couldn't breathe and was forced to open his mouth. Brother Hei took the opportunity to pour the bowl of "soy milk" into his mouth.
The sour and fishy liquid flowed down his throat into his stomach, and Yu Xiaogang coughed violently, with tears and snot mixed together, making him miserable. He lay on the ground and kept retching, wishing he could vomit out all his internal organs.
The prisoners in the surrounding cells burst into laughter when they saw this scene.
"Well done! Have another bowl!"
"Xiao Bai face, don't know how to appreciate it!"
"Serve Brother Scar Brother Hei well, and I will live a good life with you in the future!"
Brother Scar and Brother Hei looked at Yu Xiaogang's embarrassed appearance and smiled even more proudly. They looked at each other, one of them took one of Yu Xiaogang's arms and dragged him to the darkest corner of the cell.
"Stop struggling and be good, my brothers will take good care of you."
"Let me go! Let me go! Help!"
Yu Xiaogang let out a shrill scream and struggled desperately, but his little strength was nothing compared to the two strong men.
They were even happier when they discovered that there was nothing underneath Yu Xiaogang.
"Long live the Pope, I didn't expect to be able to play like this."
"Yeah, I've had enough of it for a long time, and now it's finally fresh."
Yu Xiaogang is even more desperate.
The light of the torch was gradually swallowed up by the darkness, and Yu Xiaogang's heartbreaking cries and begging for mercy came from the corner, as well as the laughter of the prisoners one after another.
"I want to try it too, I haven't tried it before."
"I want it too! Me too!"
This night was an endless hell for Yu Xiaogang.
For the next half month, Yu Xiaogang lived a life that was worse than death.
He became the plaything of Brother Scar and Brother Hei, and the punching bag of everyone in the entire cell.
During the day, he had to do the dirtiest and most tiring work, and he would be beaten and kicked if he was not careful; at night, he had to endure endless torture and humiliation. His dignity was trampled under his feet, and his personality was completely crushed.
Countless times, he thought about dying. But every time he picked up a stone and wanted to hit his head, the figure of Bibi Dong would appear in his mind.
"Can't die... I can't die..."
He gritted his teeth and said to himself over and over again.
"I still have to wait for Dong'er to rescue me. When Dong'er gets rid of Qian Xunji's control, she will definitely come to me. She loves me so much, and she will never leave me alone.
He looked at his scarred hands and touched his flat lower body, feeling huge grievance and unwillingness well up in his heart.
He couldn't figure out why it was like this.
He is Douluo Continent's first theory Grandmaster, the legitimate son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
He should have been respected by others, he should have stayed and flew with Bibi Dong, he should have become a god and lived forever.
But now, he has become a neither male nor female monster, lingering in this dark place.
"It must be Qian Xunji! He must have forced Dong'er!"
Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth and said viciously, making a rattling sound.
"It must be him who threatens Dong'er and prevents Dong'er from recognizing me! It must be him! Dong'er loves me in her heart! She must be very worried about me and must be looking for me everywhere!"
"It's okay, I'll wait! I'll wait here!"
He raised his head and looked at the gray sky outside the prison, his eyes flashing with paranoia.
"One day, Dong'er will get rid of the control of Qian Xunji, become the pope of the Spirit Hall, and become the supreme Rakshasa God! When the time comes, she will definitely find me and cure me!"
"God is omnipotent!"
Yu Xiaogang's voice became louder and louder, and he became more and more excited, as if he had already seen that day coming.
"As long as Dong'er becomes a god, she will be able to use her divine power to grow my things back! At that time, we will be able to live happily together as before! I will also be a Pope and be in charge of the entire Spirit Hall!"
"And Gui Mengguan! And Luolock! And all the people who have laughed at me and bullied me!"
He clenched his fists, his nails dug deeply into his flesh, and his eyes were full of hatred.
"When Dong'er and I become gods together, I will definitely catch you all! Let you also taste the suffering I have suffered! Let you kneel at my feet and kowtow to me to admit your mistakes!"
The rain outside the ruined temple became heavier and heavier, and the strong wind carried the rainwater and poured it into the ruined temple, making him shiver.
But Yu Xiaogang didn't feel cold at all.
He lay on the cold bed with a weird smile on his face, immersed in his dream of becoming a god.
He firmly believes that as long as Bibi Dong becomes a god, everything he has lost will come back doubled.
He firmly believes that one day he will stand on the top of the world and look down on all living beings.
As for the humiliation and torture he suffered?
It's just a little bit of trouble before becoming a god.
Yes, it's just a little bit of wind and frost.
Just a little bit of wind and frost.
That's all...
Even whimsical, with his current resentment, can't Rakshasa God choose him? He can also become Rakshasa God's successor. It's okay for Bibi Dong's woman to be loved by Qian Xunji, but isn't it possible for him to be in this situation now?