Chapter 412: Gang Zhou

Xiaofeng listened to this words, and immediately smiled on the face, and even thanked the guards, and wanted to go inside.
The guard's lips were slightly colored, his eyes looked away, and his legs suddenly reached Xiaofeng.
Xiaofeng thought about going in, and didn't notice the little movement of the guard at all. He didn't expect that the guard would stretch his legs and mix him. The foot that went out hooked the sudden outstretched leg, and the body immediately lost its center of gravity. Planted to the ground.
Hu Feng is a man of martial arts. His eyes are fast. When he sees the guard’s legs sticking out, his hand is also stretched out, and he grabs Xiaofeng’s arm in time.
Be careful, you fall, nothing, don’t want to Hit the two military lords."
Xiaofeng nodded with a blank face: "Yes, yes, I am too careless."
Hu Feng’s gaze swept the guards who stretched his legs and mixed his eyes. In the cool eyes, it seemed as if he had a sharp knife.
The guard apparently did not put the two in the eyes, Hu Feng sharp eyes, he did not see at all, only a smug smile, mad can not.
Xiaofeng sees Hu Feng’s mood is not right, and he drags him away:
Hu Big Brother, I’m fine, let’s go.

Hu Feng silently remembered the ugly faces of the two men, and swallowed this breath for a while. One day, he would spit it out again and spit it out.
Dongqiying is different from other camps. There are wooden fences on the outside of the camp to separate Dongqiying and other camps.
Xiaofeng pointed to the front of the camp: "It's here."
The guards outside the camp were sitting outside the accounts and didn't wake up even when they approached.
The East Seven Camp is very quiet and unusually quiet.
There were three camps in the camp. Only one door was guarded at the front. It seems that only the account is closed, and the other camps are empty. Even if it is not empty, it must be closed to indifferent prisoners.
Hu Feng Chao Xiaofeng snorted, indicating that he should not wake up the guard in front of him, lest he and the two people in front of him, no matter how to toss them.
The two of them entered the account with a light hand, and a stinking smell came.
There is an unpleasant smell of feces, the rot of the flesh after puping, and the mildew of the food, mixed together, stinky nose.
Xiaofeng has scored himself in the account, and tears can't stop falling. He wants to hold back, and he can see the horrible things in the inside. He can't help himself.
Hu Feng took his hand, tight, warm and powerful: "Don't make a sound, this is the first to hold." Although he has not seen the appearance of these crimes, there is a feeling in the heart, these people, perhaps with themselves There is an association.
After handing the food box to Xiaofeng, he turned to the camp and looked around. After confirming no one, he reached out to the sleepy guard and stunned him.
He returned to his account and saw Xiaofeng sitting in front of a comatose prisoner, shaking the prisoner's body constantly, tears falling down like broken beads, opening his mouth to make a sound. But I dare not scream, and the trembling mouth keeps humming.
Hu Feng stepped forward and patted Xiaofeng’s shoulder. "Don’t cry, he is still dead, still alive."
Xiaofeng wiped the tears from his face and looked at Hu Feng with a look: "Hu Big Brother, I know that you are a man of skill, please, beg you to save him."
Hu Feng is not surprised that he will make such a request. Since Xiaofeng cried and went back, he knew that the person who was locked in the East Seventh Battalion must be his relatives.
"Who is he? Why is it locked here?" Hu Feng asked.