Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 90: Water Cave

A cell is the legendary death row. The prisoners here are all guilty of capital crimes, waiting for the emperor to be executed immediately after the conspiracy. Because there are too many prisoners in it, I am worried that they will break the cage. The head of the cell has already ordered the imminent death of those who are slightly unscrupulous. Anyway, they will die after two days, there is no difference between two days early and two days later.

The prisoners standing at the last perimeter looked nervously at the jailer with the spear, worried that the man inside could squeeze him into the gate of **** if he squeezed casually. Although sooner or later it will die. But it's good to survive for two days. Dozens of corpses have been poured under the feet of these prisoners, and according to the rules, the dead can only be moved out tonight. The prison guards are eager to come to a plague to kill them all. The prison guards of all dynasties have their ancestral anti-plague decoction. If there is a plague, they will be fine.

Looking at the densely packed prisoners on the death row, he frowned without asking. At that moment, I forgot that I was invisible and couldn't speak, so I yelled at the prisoner inside, "Who are you called... What is Bronze? Little uncle, is that **** surnamed Hai or Han Lai? How could I forget? already?"

People inside and outside the cage were startled by the voice, and now, the jailer with the spear looked around at a loss. The shouting that reacted first called the prison guards in the distance. After tossing for a while, the person who spoke was still not found. After a long time, the jailer who heard the cry just now began to blur. Did the voice just come from outside or inside the cage...

But inside and out. The guards could hear clearly what the voice said. Someone was looking for something called Bronze, either Hai or Han. Coincidentally, a death row prisoner named Han Tong was sent in just yesterday. At the moment, the jailer fiddled in the cage with a long spear. After pushing aside the death row prisoners one by one, the tips of several long spears were aimed at a short little old man.

A little leader said viciously to the little old man: "Han Tong! Your accomplices broke the prison to save you... If you dare to move, you will be the first to die! Who of you death row prisoners dares to help? He will die together...brothers! No matter what happens in a while, remember! The first one will stab Han Tong to death."

At this time, the head of the prison had been alerted, and he arrived here with dozens of guards armed with knives and guns. Just when everyone thought that dozens of spears had stabilized the situation. A cold voice said: "So you are Han Tong, where did you get the jade plaque engraved with alchemist Xu Fu?"

"Who! Who is pretending to be a ghost!" This sentence was clearly heard by everyone. The place where the sound was made was behind the prison head. But there was nothing there, looking back. The head of the prison was already in a cold sweat...

"Can't understand human language? Do you want me to say it a few times..." The angular voice rang again, and then a white-haired man with a **** man appeared outside the cage . The white-haired man looked at the petrified short old man and continued, "Do you want me to say it a third time?"

The short old man was exactly the Han Tong that Wu Mian and Bai Wuqiu were looking for, but he didn't dare to answer at this time. Han Tong had five or six spears facing him in front and back. As long as he dared to speak, he would be stabbed to death by the spear. But at this time, Han Tong was also wondering, these two people had already appeared, why didn't these jailers arrest them?

Instead of arresting them, the jailers kept their pestles on the spot as if they didn't see them. No...they can't move! It was only at this time that Han Tong realized that these jailers had been restrained by two people, but he could not say how they were restrained. In addition to these jailers, the death-row prisoners beside Han Tong were also motionless, like wooden and clay sculptures.

Although sure none of these people can move. But the little old man was surrounded by spear tips, and he didn't dare to move. He could only stand on the spot and say to the white-haired man in front of him: "You rescue me first, and I will tell you what you want to ask. Yes! That jade card was sold by a jade merchant in Beijing on your behalf. You Let me out, and I'll take you to the place where the jade card was found. It's the land of ghosts and gods..."

"I'm asking where did you get the jade plaque engraved with alchemist Xu Fu? I'm not asking you to bargain..." When Wu Mian spoke, he put his hand on the barrel of the long spear facing Han Tong's chest. Then, little by little, the spear was sent inward.

Han Tong saw with his own eyes that the tip of the gun pressed against his chest little by little, and the tip of the gun had pierced his skin. In just a few inches, he will stab himself in the heart. Under the horror, he shouted to the white-haired man: "Stop! I said... I found the jade token in the Hanjiang water hole under the Han River. The local people know that water hole. The water hole will open wide. The locals say it is a land of ghosts and gods. If others go down, there will be no return. I will go down alone and survive. I will take you there. As long as you can save me..."

Wu Mian stopped when he heard that Han Tong had already called out. Bai Wuqiu, who was behind him, pulled the spear back and looked at the little old man sweating profusely. Er Lengzi stared at him and said, "What are you afraid of when you're all on death row? Isn't that just death? You dare to kill people, yet are you afraid of death?"

"How could murder and own death be the same thing..." Looking at the **** man outside, he pulled out the long spear that was in front of and behind him. Han Tong, who escaped from death, took a deep breath. He recognized that the two people in front of him were the same as him. After calming down, he continued with his smiling face to his two benefactors: "If it weren't for those two little girls calling people, I wouldn't kill them both with one knife. I'm just a trivial matter, the two of you. What the boss does is the big deal. I've never heard of saving people in the prison of Chang'an City..."

"Two lives in a row due to rape..." At this time, Wu Mian, who was almost at the door, suddenly stopped. Looking back at this little old man named Han Tong with a half-smile, he originally thought that Han Tong's charges were just added later, and many rebellious people would add the charges of this flower case to show how evil this person is. I can't believe that Han Tong's crime is true...

After following Wu Mian and Gui Bugui for so many years, Bai Wuqiu's brain was almost, but he also figured out the temper of his little grandfather and uncle. The moment Er Lengzi stopped when he was drawing the last spear, looked at Wu Mian who was sneering at Han Tong and said, "Little uncle, can't this **** be kept?"

Wu Mian smiled strangely at Han Tong and said, "What crime did he commit? You convicted him for the emperor..."

At this time, Han Tong had already realized that he had said the wrong thing. She was yelling at Wu Mian at the moment: "No... I was helpless and moved my hand. The woman saw that I had messed with her daughter, so she wanted to chop me with a knife... I was also trying to save my life, didn't I just mess it up a bit? What a big deal..."

"Then I'll play with you too!" Bai Wuqiu gave a grin, grabbed the spear in his hand and stabbed it into Han Tong's heart. It was also this short old man who was unavoidable from front, back, left and right, watching his heart pierce the tip of the spear. Then the tip of the gun was pulled out by the **** man outside, and then immediately plunged into his stomach for the second time, and then the third time...

Bai Wuqiu is a monster with quick hands and feet. In an instant, seven or eight shots stabbed into Han Tong's body, and the last shot pierced straight through the short old man's mouth. Er Leng Zi pinned the gun barrel to the crotch of the prison head, then followed Wu Mian with a smile, and walked outside the prison. As Wu Mian lifted the spell, Bai Wuqiu could hear the screams of the prison head, jailer, and death row behind him: "Han Tong is dead! Your great skill... This work is beautiful..."

"Pretty auntie! Look at me... Come and help me..."

"My lord is very powerful, this can also stab a death row prisoner..."

"Shenwu, your great uncle! Ask the doctor to go...to the root"

"Your Excellency is injured, you death row prisoners dare to laugh at you! Everyone makes a move, no one is left..."