As the sun set, the afternoon was spent quietly observing and thinking. Di Cheng needed to first understand the situation on the death row and meet all the gravekeepers before deciding how to proceed. The prisoners gradually recognized Di Cheng and the others.
After being slightly surprised, they all showed malicious smiles.
Although you are very strong, this is a death row. Even if a tiger comes in, without other helpers, the wolves under his command can tear you to pieces without the help of the gravekeepers.
Glancing towards the judgment coffin, the prisoners were all waiting, waiting for the gravekeeper to come out of the coffin, waiting for the bloody battle to break out.
As for Yaya... he actually gradually fell asleep, curled up with his petite body in his arms, and fell asleep with a slight smile on his little face.
He had suffered from the cruelty of the death row and paid a heavy price. He had hardly slept once in the past half month. Despite his terrifying strength, he also felt exhausted.
But now that Di Cheng and the others are here, he can finally relax a little. Although the two sides are not comrades in arms, they have the same purpose after all. They still need his helper, and they should not frame him temporarily.
While "Shui Shui" was waiting quietly, suddenly a sound like mosquitoes and flies floated from above his head, like the gentle call of a ghost.
Di Chengxun raised his head, and the sound came from the top of the cross beside him. A man in ragged clothes and unkempt face was tied up on it. His long, dry hair like weeds covered most of his face, and his dry lips seemed to have bloody grooves.
, but there is no blood inside.
Di Cheng had noticed the prisoner on the cross before, but it didn't move at all for a long time, like a mummy. He thought it was a dead corpse, but he didn't expect it to be alive.
Di Cheng just glanced at it and then looked away. There were too many poor people in the world. He was not the savior, and he didn't want to meddle in the situation when the situation was unclear.
"Water" the man moaned weakly again.
"Why are you so unfair to me?" After a long time, the man actually said a complete sentence. Perhaps it was the long-term hanging and hunger that made his life come to an end. His consciousness began to blur, and the various emotions in his heart were revealed through the unconscious trembling of his lips.
come out.
"I've done so much for you"
"battlefield"
"my soldiers"
"I dedicated all my warriors to complete the mission"
"Mission is life"
At first, they were not interested in the nonsensical moaning, but as the person slowly spoke, Di Cheng and Gao Sen gradually turned their attention to the person, trying to distinguish the vague words.
"Agent"
"I created it with my own hands"
"The secret service is the strongest"
"Chief Instructor of the Bureau"
"honor"
"Why"
"Why is God unfair? Why is God unfair?"
"Brother Cheng, do you think he looks like the treasonous criminal we met that day? This man is similar in size to him, and he was assigned to death row when he was assigned." Yang Jing suddenly spoke in a low voice.
After staring for a moment, Di Cheng nodded slightly: "It does look a bit like it. Lao Yang, listen carefully. What kind of chief instructor does he say he is?"
"The Chief Instructor of the Secret Service Force of the General Administration of State Security, Ghost Eye Jin Xuan. Single-handedly created the strongest secret service force in our country, making the originally unknown Chinese secret service agents famous far and wide. He has made countless contributions and is a key figure in the national security system and even various military regions.
The recognized first instructor of the special forces, the self-created Jin's training system has been widely used and praised by training camps in major military regions." A lazy voice came from not far away, not far from them, a prisoner was sleeping on a grave.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at Di Cheng, then he chuckled: "Many people in this death row were captured by agents he trained, including the gravekeeper Meng Pingzhu. But I didn't expect that this country's hero would be
There was also a day when I was sent to Chixiang Prison, hehe, it’s really ironic.”
"Chief instructor? You have a big background!" Di Cheng was slightly moved. Gao Sen and the others also looked up in surprise at the miserable man above.
"Who hung him up there?" Di Cheng asked the prisoner.
"Does that need to be said? Many people here are his old friends. When friends meet, they should naturally be friendly and affectionate." The prisoner sneered and closed his eyes. No matter what Di Cheng asked him again, he said no more and continued to sleep.
"I hate, I hate." Jin Xuan suddenly raised his head, looking at the setting sun with his empty gray eyes, and his dry lips rolled out a hoarse voice like stone friction. "Zhu Yutang, in the next life, I will definitely seek revenge.
I will seek revenge!"
His eyes flickered several times, Di Cheng suddenly jumped up, stepped on the iron nails on the wooden frame and pointed directly at the top of the wooden frame, briefly checked his condition, quickly untied the rope, and turned over with Jin Xuan in hand.
"Dicheng! We are not interested in helping you cover up troubles outside of the mission." Gao Sen's face darkened, and his tone was a little angry.
It was originally agreed to wait and see what happens, but why was Di Cheng so reckless as to rescue such a troublesome person?
If it is true as the prisoner said, Jin Xuan must have many enemies, and among them there is probably the gravekeeper named Pingzhu.
If one person is not handled well, he may fight with other gravekeepers before hunting down Xue Ying!
"I will handle my own affairs by myself, so I won't bother you with this." Di Cheng responded lightly, took out the apple he brought from the railway prison, squeezed out the juice and dripped it on the corner of Jin Xuan's mouth.
Jin Xuan, who was nearing the end of his life, subconsciously licked it, and the sweet juice made Wu Shen's eyes shine a little. Di Cheng continued to increase the pressure, and more and more juice dripped into Jin Xuan's mouth.
Jin Xuan, who had not eaten for three days in a row, opened his mouth greedily, swallowing the nectar-like juice, and tried to get up, but hunger had already emptied his body and it was difficult to move.
The prisoners who witnessed Di Cheng's actions were stunned for a moment, looking at one of the eighteen coffins with a sneer in their hearts. How dare someone dare to undermine the gravekeeper's execution of family law?! In death row, this is the biggest challenge to the majesty of the gravekeeper.
, once Meng Pingzhu comes out of the coffin, the show will begin.
Gao Sen and You Ling were both a little worried, but no one had an unnecessary quarrel with Di Cheng on this matter. The rescue had been saved, and it was useless to talk more. What should be considered now is how to deal with this matter.
After completely squeezing all the juice out of the apples, Di Cheng took out the other two remaining apples and squeezed all the juice out to Jin Xuan.
After three apples, Jin Xuan finally regained consciousness and gained some strength.
Subconsciously licking the remaining sweetness at the corner of his mouth, Jin Xuan took a breath. When he saw the people around him clearly, he was not grateful. Instead, he smiled bitterly and struggled to do it: "Why save me? I'm already half dead. Why not just linger on?"
It is better to die early than to live."
"Are you Jin Xuan? The former chief instructor." Di Cheng did not answer directly. He needed to confirm the true identity of this person.
"What's the point of asking this? The chief instructor is in the past, and now I am a prisoner, a prisoner who is about to be buried." Jin Xuan shook his head as if he was mocking himself, but there was a bit of reminiscence in his eyes, as if because of this sentence
The words reminded me of the glory of the past.
"Are you really so willing to die?" Di Cheng was overjoyed. It seems that what the prisoner said is most likely true! If this is really the case, such people must not be let go.
Di Cheng is now in urgent need of manpower, even to the point of starvation.
He needs helpers who can play a role. If there is a possibility of recovering it, there is no reason to let it go!
Chief Instructor! Di Cheng has long hoped to have such a talent to help him. Although gathering strong people can quickly support the Eight Tribes of Tianmen. But if you want to develop in the long term and better control the organization, you need to
Loyal and brave tribesmen trained independently, they are completely loyal to themselves.
"What can I do if I'm not willing to give in? Can I still..." Jin Xuan shook his head bitterly and stood up with difficulty. "Thank you for your kindness in saving me, but you shouldn't have saved me. In this prison of death, the gravekeeper is the King of Hell."
, offending them will not end well."
Yang Jing grabbed Jin Xuan's hand, threw it to the ground, and grunted: "Where are you going? Brother hasn't let you go yet, just stay here."
Jin Xuan wanted to struggle, but he was no match for Yang Jing as he just woke up. He was thrown down hard several times, so he gave up resisting and sat weakly on the ground. "You really can't afford to offend the gravekeepers.
, the world here is different from the outside."
"You don't have to worry about these, just sit down and be honest." Yang Jing said in a stiff tone.
Di Chengdao: "I understand your pain. If you want to die, I won't object. I just hope you can live for a few more days. If you nod then, I will give you a happy life immediately."
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