Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

A series of thoughts flashed through An Xiaohai's mind in an instant! He was no longer the clueless college student he used to be, and he had absolutely no trust in the entire system of the First Prison!

Despite his wariness, An Xiaohai dared not show it in the slightest. After nodding, he continued walking forward.

Only by playing dumb can you lull your opponent into a false sense of security. If they discover that you were prepared, they will only use more covert methods to deal with you.

After turning the corner, a somewhat dimly lit corridor appeared before An Xiaohai.

In this day and age, video surveillance is still an extremely expensive thing, and even in prisons, it is not possible to achieve a large coverage area. Sure enough, there was no surveillance in this corridor outside the fixed area.

Without surveillance footage, there is no evidence. It's impossible to explain what exactly happened here just by talking.

The dark corridor was like a monster with its mouth wide open, waiting to devour An Xiaohai as soon as he stepped inside.

"How could this be?... " An Xiaohai frowned deeply. "Did they see through my intentions?... Or did I misjudge the situation and underestimate their rampant nature?...

An Xiaohai's mind was racing!

An Xiaohai managed to bring in personnel from Area A, which could disrupt the opponent's plans and also lull them into a false sense of security.

The criminals detained in Area A are all extremely vicious. For a college student who accidentally killed someone, coming to this place is like a lamb entering a pack of wolves.

Logically speaking, the other party should observe for a while first, either waiting for him to fall into the pit and die, or waiting to see him slowly degenerate, and then legally and legitimately killing him.

In this way, An Xiaohai will have a chance to catch his breath and prepare for the coming rounds of persecution and challenges.

But little did they know, the other party had no intention of giving An Xiaohai that chance! In just one month, a new round of persecution arrived suddenly and without warning.

Although many thoughts raced through my mind, only a fleeting moment passed.

Although An Xiaohai walked very slowly, he never stopped.

The best way to avoid this ordeal would be to turn back and have the prison guard go with him to the security checkpoint, but An Xiaohai didn't intend to do that.

Once this is done, the other party will immediately realize that An Xiaohai has seen through their conspiracy, and then the nature of the matter will be different.

These people are most likely acting for their own benefit. Once they realize that their little trick has been exposed, their first reaction will be to find a way to kill An Xiaohai as soon as possible!

After all, only by silencing An Xiaohai completely can their shameful deeds be prevented from being publicized.

An Xiaohai kept adjusting his breathing, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.

This time, we must face the danger head-on and pretend we haven't realized the other party's true colors. Only in this way can we buy ourselves some more time.

At this moment, An Xiaohai finally understood that although he was a reborn person and had experienced 30 years of suffering without seeing the light of day, he had been too kind and overestimated the enemy's bottom line.

To defeat the demon lurking in the darkness, you must first be more wicked than him!

An Xiaohai's current condition is not good. He still has a splint on his arm and is covered in injuries all over his body. However, the tension of life and death has made An Xiaohai temporarily ignore these things, and even his senses have become much more acute.

As An Xiaohai slowly walked forward, he untied part of the bandages on his right arm and pulled out a piece of the wooden board, holding it in his hand.

If someone were to rush out to deal with him, he would at least have a weapon.

In the 20-meter-long corridor, An Xiaohai took nearly a hundred steps. Fortunately, his injury was quite serious, and he kept pretending to take care of his injured arm, so he didn't arouse suspicion. When he was in the last two or three meters, An Xiaohai suddenly leaped forward, instantly covering a distance of nearly two meters.

At the corner, a figure trembled; he clearly hadn't expected An Xiaohai to make such a move at the last moment.

An Xiaohai quickly glanced at the other person. Judging from his standing posture, he knew that this guy was hiding around the corner, preparing to ambush him. Moreover, there was a glint in his hand, which was an iron spoon with one end sharpened to a very sharp point!

In a flash, the man realized he had been exposed, but he did not give up. Instead, he gritted his teeth and charged at An Xiaohai without saying a word.

An Xiaohai did not call for help immediately, but instead focused all his attention on the other person.

Calling for help is useless!

Since the other party has set this up, they are not afraid of him calling for help. By the time they come to his rescue, they may have already been knocked down and suffered fatal injuries!

Instead of calling for help, An Xiaohai focused all his energy on saving his own life first. Without thinking, he forcefully threw the piece of wood in his hand at the other party.

The other party clearly did not expect that An Xiaohai would have something in his hand. Before he knew it, a piece of wood hit him hard in the face, which made him pause.

"Help! Murder!" An Xiaohai shouted as he kicked the other man in the stomach.

The man suddenly felt a sharp pain, let out a muffled groan, and instead of retreating, he lunged at An Xiaohai again.

An Xiaohai's heart sank. He was far too thin and weak, not even in the same weight class as his opponent. He could hardly inflict any effective damage on him, but if his opponent succeeded, he would be doomed!

At the critical moment, An Xiaohai leaped up and threw his right fist at the opponent's face.

A sinister smile crept across the man's lips as he raised the spoon in his hand and stabbed it towards An Xiaohai's right hand.

With a sharp crack, the sharp spoon pierced another splint on An Xiaohai's right arm. The splint shattered instantly, and the spoon, still moving with momentum, plunged into An Xiaohai's right arm with a soft thud.

A piercing pain shot through him, but An Xiaohai couldn't care less about his injured right hand. At this moment, any slight negligence would cause him to lose the hard-won advantage he had gained!

An Xiaohai gritted his teeth, pulled off the bandage on his right arm that had already been partially untied, and quickly wrapped it around the other person's head and face twice. At this moment, An Xiaohai's body also pounced heavily on the other person.

The man's hands and neck were bound by bandages, and he couldn't break free immediately. An Xiaohai seized the opportunity and thrust his right knee upwards with all his might, slamming it heavily into the man's groin.

This time, the man finally couldn't hold on any longer, letting out a piercing scream before collapsing to the ground.

An Xiaohai's mind was clear. Although he had the upper hand at the moment, he was also at his limit. His right arm was even starting to go numb and lose sensation.

At this moment, we must not let our guard down. If we give the other side even the slightest chance to breathe, they might be able to turn the tables and kill us.

An Xiaohai and the other person fell to the ground together.

An Xiaohai's repeatedly injured right arm hit the ground first, and after the excruciating pain, it became increasingly numb!

An Xiaohai couldn't care less about anything else. He tightened one end of the bandage with his left hand and kept waving his right hand, continuing to wrap the bandage around the person's neck.

The man writhed and screamed in agony. The ground was covered in An Xiaohai's blood, which was very slippery. He tried several times but couldn't get himself to roll over.

An Xiaohai took the opportunity to clamp his thigh around his neck, and with a roar, he began to desperately pull on the bandages, and the two of them wrestled on the ground.

"What are you doing? Let go right now!"

The middle-aged prison guard and the guard from the security checkpoint finally appeared, but they ignored the bloodstains all over An Xiaohai's body. Instead, they took out their batons, pointed them at An Xiaohai, and shouted orders.

An Xiaohai clenched his teeth, remained silent, and continued to increase the force in his hands and legs.

The two who arrived first were clearly working together. If he let go at this moment, the person on the ground could very well get up and hit him again.

So we can't let up now, we have to hold on a little longer until other people arrive!

"I order you to let go right now!" The middle-aged prison guard's face was somewhat distorted. If An Xiaohai and the others really came, he would be in trouble.

Not only did they fail to achieve their goal, they will also be punished one by one as a result.

An Xiaohai seemed not to hear, and just kept increasing his strength. In reality, he knew that he was about to die, and his vision was turning black in waves.

"I order you to let go! Do you hear me?!" The middle-aged prison guard, enraged, struck An Xiaohai on the head with a stick.

Blood flowed down, blurring An Xiaohai's vision. The intense pain did not cause An Xiaohai to faint; instead, it cleared his blurred consciousness somewhat. His muscles spasmed from the pain, which only made him tighten his grip.

An Xiaohai gritted his teeth and looked up at the middle-aged prison guard. Blood had already flowed down his face and into his eyes, making everything in front of him look bloody.

The middle-aged prison guard gritted his teeth, but An Xiaohai saw fear in his eyes.

"An Xiaohai, what are you doing? Let go right now!" Liu Cong's familiar voice finally came through.

An Xiaohai grinned, thinking he should be safe now. With a sense of relief, he gradually lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.