The dark iron prison is filled with blood and mold.

During this period, people are locked up every day, "enjoying" the most cruel punishment.

What I hear the most every day is the squeaking of the soldering iron and the screams like a pig slaughter.

Every time someone comes in, he will "enjoy" a series of cruel service. He will hang it up and whip it, then burn it with a soldering iron, and finally lock it in the wet cockroach room.

No matter how strong a person is, after these three hurdles, almost no one can surrender without saying a word.

He was pushed in by someone in a wheelchair. The stench of the odor made him frown slightly. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, his appearance was still terrifying.

"Mu Shou, twenty-five internal ghosts, all of them are here." The guardian of the Iron Prison will respectfully hand over the list, "What do you think about these people?"

The man flipped it around casually, then opened his thin lips and swallowed a few words coldly: "Put a big fire and burn it."

"Yes." The men under him answered respectfully.

Then someone pushed the man out of the iron jail in a wheelchair.

The man pursed his lips and looked cold. A total of more than 20 lives can be controlled by his words. In his world, everyone can still forgive, but it is absolutely impossible for those who betray him.

If it weren't for the purpose of eliminating these inner demons, he wouldn't have had to pretend to die.

When he died, he pulled out these people one by one without any effort.

After leaving the sight of those people, he stood up from his wheelchair and walked a few steps freely, unable to see any problem at all.

The doctor said that he had good physical condition so he recovered so well. It took him at least thirty days for ordinary people, and he could walk fifteen days after the operation.

Now more than twenty days have passed since the operation, his legs are recovering better and better. He can be discharged from the hospital after two more days of observation.

"Get the phone."

Before he finished speaking, someone immediately sent him to his cell phone.

He quickly dialed a familiar phone number, and a respectful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Second Young Master."

"Yeah." He responded coldly, and then asked, "How are their mother and son doing?"

"In order not to make Han Junyi have any doubts, my subordinates dare not send someone to follow Miss Third, but please don't worry, Miss Third is accompanied by the Yuchi father and son, everything is safe." Hong Zhang answered carefully and respectfully.

"That's good." Mu Nanrui breathed a sigh of relief.

"Subordinate--" Hong Zhang paused, as if he was hesitating whether to say it out.

"If you have something to do, just say it."

"I accidentally learned something related to Miss Third." Hong Zhang said softer and softer. When he accidentally learned the news, he sent someone to investigate it again. The truth he got in the end was very consistent with the results he heard.

"What's the matter?" Mu Nanrui could not calm down when he heard about Lan Lan.

"It's you, the incident of your car accident is related to Miss Third." Hong Zhang had already wiped out a few cold sweats after he said that, and this matter was of great importance.
Chapter completed!