There was a saying: A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!
Being treated and humiliated worse than a beggar really made Feng Xinglang feel miserable.
But there was also a saying: winner takes all … He was their prisoner, how could he expect others to treat him warmly?
"Son of a b * tch …" Yan Bang cursed.
"Bang … Bang!"
Feng Xinglang called out twice, stopping Yan Bang's harsh cursing. "Come here … stop shouting!"
"Xinglang, how are you? Do you feel uncomfortable? "
Yan Bang immediately turned around and bent down, lifting Feng Xinglang's upper body a little. "Does it hurt again?"
"Boss Yan, I say … can you keep a low profile? If you make them unhappy by shouting and cursing like that … we'll be beaten up again, understand? "
Feng Xinglang's breath was intermittent, it sounded like his vitality was injured.
"That bunch of bastards!"
Yan Bang cursed again in a low voice, slowly helping Feng Xinglang soothe the blocked breath in his chest.
"We have to think of a way to escape!" Yan Bang looked around and said in a low voice.
"Escape?"
Feng Xinglang snorted bitterly. "It's really an idea from a pig's brain!"
"Not escape? Are we going to stay and be bullied by them? "
Yan Bang leaned his ear closer, listening to the sound of Feng Xinglang's lungs. "I can't bear to see you suffer!"
Looking at Yan Bang's worried expression, Feng Xinglang let out a sigh of relief.
"This is a warship, how can we escape? With just the two of us taking over the warship with our bare hands? Do you think that's possible? "
Feng Xinglang paused for a moment, recovering from the pain. "If we try to escape, I think the best outcome is to jump into the sea together … but this is the ocean! The endless ocean … there's no other way out except to feed the sharks. "
"Then what should we do? Wait for death? "
Yan Bang lifted Feng Xinglang's waist a little. "Your lungs are not injured, but there may be some internal bleeding."
"Of course not … what we need to do now is to minimize our presence! Then … wait! "
A hint of coldness flashed across Feng Xinglang's eyes. He could smell that something was going to happen at the detention center that night. Of course, he would take some precautions and deal with it.
However, he didn't expect a major general to abuse his power to such an extent.
More or less, Feng Xinglang's cooperation and deceit played a big part in the success of this surprise attack.
"Are we just going to wait like this? Wait for your father to save you? "
Yan Bang's palm moved down from the side of Feng Xinglang's waist, stopping at his kidney and gently pressing down. After confirming that Feng Xinglang didn't cry out in pain, he continued to move down.
"That old man …"
Feng Xinglang seemed to be a little annoyed. "At best, he's just a bystander … By the time he comes to save us, we'll probably have been fed to the sharks!"
"Not waiting for him?"
Yan Bang paused. "Then who are we waiting for?"
"God."
Feng Xinglang let out a drawn-out snort.
Naturally, Yan Bang did not believe in God. He was an atheist. Even if he wanted to believe, he would only believe in the Religion of Money.
Yan Bang did not try to guess who God was. It was good that someone had come to save him.
However, if Feng Xinglang's so-called God did not come, Yan Bang would not care. That was because he could be with his Second Master Feng. Even if it was a bottomless abyss, suffering torture and hunger, he would still be happy.
"Lang, eat something." Yan Bang helped Feng Xinglang sit up.
It was a box of white rice.
Not even a single sprout could be seen on the white rice.
The taste of being a prisoner … was so bitter that every cell in Feng Xinglang's body was stained with endless desolation!
"These bastards, they won't even give us a piece of meat? Is this rice for humans to eat? "
Feng Xinglang's heart was originally bitter, but after hearing Yan Bang's scolding, he could not help but laugh.
"Bang … I've never been so aggrieved, right?" Feng Xinglang asked with a bitter smile.
"Damn it, I've already beaten them, and they still f * cking tortured me?!"
Yan Bang snorted coldly. Just as he was about to smash the box of white rice, Feng Xinglang stopped him.
"Don't smash it! The taste of hunger … should not be better than being beaten to death! "
Feng Xinglang was much more flexible than Yan Bang.
He had to go back alive to see his wife and children. It was too aggrieving to die here. So what if he had to eat a few white rice?
"… Let me feed you a few mouthfuls."
In the end, for Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang chose to endure the humiliation.
"I can't eat … I just want to drink some water."
Yan Bang picked up the bottle of water, opened it, and was about to feed it to Feng Xinglang's lips when he turned it to his own mouth. He first smelled it, and then took a small tentative sip.
"Don't worry, they won't take the unnecessary step of poisoning the water. It's more satisfying to just beat it to death … or throw it into the sea, which is cleaner! "
After hearing Feng Xinglang's words, Yan Bang no longer hesitated and directly fed the water to Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang had just drunk two mouthfuls, but he choked and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Lang, how are you feeling? Do you feel uncomfortable? "Yan Bang lightly patted Feng Xinglang's back.
"I won't die for now!"
Feng Xinglang glanced at the box of white rice, and then stared at Yan Bang. "Bang, eat that box of white rice."
"I'm not hungry."
Yan Bang was only a carbohydrate person, so he was definitely hungry.
It was just that he was really sullen about eating a box of white rice that was even worse than dog food.
Feng Xinglang knew that Yan Bang had always been arrogant, and this kind of food that was given out by others was really an insult to his self-esteem.
"Just take it as doing it for me …"
Once Feng Xinglang's desolate words left his mouth, Yan Bang had no choice but to eat it.
The next ten hours or so were peaceful. Those ruffian soldiers did not come back to torment Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang again.
It was just that after more than ten hours, not even a drop of water was sent to them, not to mention rations that could fill their stomachs.
Yan Bang was so excited that he ate the whole box of white rice in the morning. At that time, he did not think to leave some for Feng Xinglang.
It should have been thirty hours since they were robbed in the detention center. Feng Xinglang had suffered a good beating, but he only drank a few mouthfuls of water.
"Did this group of b * stards forget to send us food?"
Yan Bang stood up and cast a few glances toward the cabin window.
"If only they had really forgotten about us …"
Feng Xinglang moved a little. He felt that there was something more unbearable than enduring hunger.
The problem was that in this narrow cabin, there was not even a bathroom in this four-corner space.
This living condition was worse than pigs and dogs!
"Bang … I want to relieve myself. Do you mind? "
Feng Xinglang wanted to endure it, but it was really unbearable.
Humans had seven emotions and six desires, so naturally, they had three needs …
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