After entering the cell, Xie Wendong and his group seemed to have traveled to prisons from the feudal dynasty hundreds of years ago. The skinny prisoners, the smelly environment, the cold and dark walls, and the torture instruments that could be seen everywhere. When they came here, it seemed that the air-conditioning had changed. If we talk about the difference between them and prisons in ancient times, the only energy-saving lamp on the top was the dim and spider webs covered with energy-saving lamps.

As long as people who have been here will not want to come here again.

Xie Wendong and his group came to Liu Changren's cell led by two nurses. Although it had only been a few hours, Liu Changren was tortured to an extreme. I heard that he would be executed in public tonight, and Liu Changren could not live in this world for a few hours.

"Captain Liu, don't be fine." Xie Wendong stood in front of the prison door and said this.

Liu Changren raised his blood-stained face, but there was no hatred in his eyes. He coughed dryly, then leaned against the dirty wall, and said weakly: "Xie Wendong, you are here to make fun of me. If you come to torture me, no matter which one, you will come, grandpa will never frown."

"You damn traitor, you dare to talk to Mr. Xie like this. In a few hours, you will be on the guillotine. Didn't you expect that Brother Gui has been rescued by Captain Huang and your plan has been lost." The guard soldier cursed indignation.

This is how people are. When you are arrogant, everyone pleases you and flatters you. When you fall, everyone wants to step on you. This is what it means to say about the coldness and coldness of human nature and the coldness of the world.

Liu Changren didn't want to explain more or refute more, and let a soldier ruin himself like this.

Xie Wendong looked at his even open-minded face and said in a faint voice: "Do you have something to say to me?"

Liu Changren spitted blood on the ground, and said ah, "I have nothing to say with you."

Xie Wendong deliberately moved the joints of his fingers and made his hands slap: "Okay, since you have nothing to say to me, I want to tell you, talk about my dead brothers, and talk about your stupid plan."

Knowing that Xie Wendong was here to "vent his anger", Liu Changren slowly closed his eyes and stopped talking. He did not speak, but it was better to have a sound here.

Xie Wendong took out his wallet, took out a stack of dollar bills from the wallet and handed it to a nurse next to him, and said vaginally: "Go and find a quiet place for me. I want to talk to him alone. I will give the money to my brothers for tea."

The soldier was a little stupid, and after a while he came to his senses, his heart thumped and said, "...Thank you...Mr. Xie, this is for us."

Xie Wendong shrugged: "Is it less?"

After hearing this, the soldier shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, this is not less, this is too much."

Xie Wendong's stack of banknotes is at least 5,000 US dollars, which is more than 30,000 yuan in RMB. You should know that ordinary soldiers in the Golden Triangle only have 800 to 1,000 yuan a month, but now Xie Wendong only has 30,000 yuan. How can they not surprise them? They were so scared that they dared not accept it, thinking that Xie Wendong's little tea money was too much.

Xie Wendong smiled and squinted the banknotes on his hands into the pocket of his upper military uniform despite the soldiers' "opposition": "What's the point of being a small amount of money? It's not easy for you. You can only get a little salary for a month. Please take it, eat some good food and drink some good food."

Xie Wendong's words almost moved the two soldiers to kneel down on the ground and lick his upper. Yes, Mr. Xie was right. After years of life and death, the old men above have made a lot of money. They buy cars and houses at home and abroad. It is their turn to charge on the front line, only a thousand yuan a month, which is really unfair.

Xie Wendong's words touched their hearts, and the eyes of the two guardian soldiers turned red and they almost shed tears.

Xie Wendong didn't want to buy a bunch of men's tears for a few thousand yuan, so when they were about to cry, he said first: "Can you find a quiet place? It's better to have a better sound insulation effect."

"Never mind, Mr. Xie can go to the interrogation room. It is quiet and has good sound insulation. No one will disturb you." The soldier who took the money looked at the bulging pocket on his shirt with satisfaction and replied as if he offered treasures. Another soldier was afraid that the money would be divided by the boy next to him, so he quickly thanked: "Then I will thank you for your brothers on duty today. Our brothers and two of us will take Liu Changren to the interrogation room."

"I'm working hard." Xie Wendongdao.

"Mr. Xie, please be polite."

Liu Changren was forcibly taken away from the cell by two guards and taken to the interrogation room. Perhaps his heart was completely dead. Even though he knew that Xie Wendong was going to "torture" him, he did not resist at all. He was like a face-to-face man, and no matter how others pinched him, he would do whatever he wanted.

After fixing Liu Changren, the two soldiers turned around and left. This was what Xie Wendong meant, leaving only Xie Wendong and his group of seven.

The lieutenant and Tushan stayed to guard the door of the interrogation room, while Xie Wendong brought Jin, Mu, Water and Huo and the four of them into the interrogation room. The flames that came in finally closed the door to death.

The sensible Muzi found a bamboo stool for Xie Wendong to sit down.

Xie Wendong sat on a bamboo stool, lit a cigarette, and looked at Liu Changren, who was handcuffed in front of him and leaned against the chair. After taking a sip, Xie Wendong handed the cigarette to Jinyan and winked.

Jinyan understood and took out a piece from the cigarette box and handed it to Liu Changren's mouth. Liu Changren didn't refuse, so he sucked his cigarette's butt and swallowed it.

After taking a long breath of smoke, Liu Changren couldn't help but sigh: "If you have any means, you can use it. If I call the first half, I will not be a man." This sentence is so powerful that it has no element of showing off and bragging at all.

Xie Wendong nodded: "I believe. Captain Liu is also a hero who has galloped on the battlefield and fought bloody for many years. This pain is really nothing to you."

"Hero Hum, he's just a prisoner under the ranks. I have no regrets if I lose to you."

Xie Wendong smiled and said, "Is it a prisoner or a scapegoat?"

At that moment, surprise appeared on Liu Zhongren's face. But this surprise didn't last long and disappeared without a trace. After a while, he slowly said: "I don't understand what you said."
Chapter completed!