Zuo Jing looked at the electric light flashing in Li Tingwei's palm and took two steps back in fear. She looked at the unconscious Su Wei, filled with worry, and couldn't help sobbing softly.
Zhang Wendong shouted to Li Tingwei: "I told you not to hurt their lives!"
Li Tingwei said: "Don't worry, I have my own sense of caution, they won't die."
In the chaos, the old man who looked like a skeleton managed to escape and escaped from the siege of the Security Bureau members. He followed Zhang Wendong and others with his skinny legs.
He asked in a hoarse voice: "Where are we going next?"
Zhang Wendong replied: "Escape from here first and find a place to hide. Then, let's go to No. 2666 Yunshan Road to see what's going on."
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Dr. Holthorne walked through the deep and dark corridor and came to the dungeon where Shatong's men were imprisoned. The Hronc huddled in the corner was naked, his eyes were dull, and he looked very embarrassed.
This man's name was Najie, and he was Sha Tong's most trusted subordinate. He was also the guy who suddenly went crazy that day and attacked King Andor.
Najie heard the footsteps and looked in the direction of the cell door. When he found out that the person who came was Dr. Horsang, his dull look changed instantly. He looked at Horsang angrily and rushed to the cell door.
Hate said: "You still dare to come here, are you here to demonstrate against me? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
He gritted his teeth and grasped the strong railing, looking at Horsang with great resentment, wishing he could crush him to ashes.
This Najie was originally punished by King Andor to work as a laborer, but during this period he could not live in peace for a moment. He shouted "unjust, unfair" on the street every day, or cursed in front of everyone, accusing King Andor of being stupid and incompetent.
, a person who doesn’t know right from wrong.
As a result, he was no longer qualified to be a laborer. He was locked in this dark dungeon, waiting for King Andor to send someone to execute him. Tomorrow morning, he would die.
A Hronc jailer who was following Horsang kicked the railing violently, raised his whip and shouted: "Shut up, don't be rude to Dr. Horsang!"
Najie glared at the jailer angrily, and couldn't help but curse: "You are a rip-off, a bully, a bully! He is a traitor with ulterior motives, and Huailin City will be destroyed in his hands sooner or later!"
"Stop talking nonsense! Dr. Holsang has done his best to do research for us and won the trust of King Andor. But you are so bold and disrespectful that even King Andor dares to insult you." Nahelang
The jailer looked at Najie with disdain and said sarcastically: "You should save your energy. You are going to die early tomorrow morning. It is better to enjoy the last time of your life quietly."
"Sir, could you please open the cell door and let me talk to Najie alone for a while?" Dr. Holthorne said politely.
"That's not okay, it's against the rules. Besides, this man is crazy and wants to attack anyone he sees. I'm also afraid that you will get hurt." The jailer looked a little embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter. Look, he's covered in bruises and is now skin and bones. How can he still hurt others?" Dr. Holthorne took out a wad of banknotes and stuffed them into the jailer's pocket with a smile.
"Okay, then I will make an exception for you." The jailer touched the thick banknotes in his pocket and laughed so hard that his wrinkles appeared. He found the key, opened the cell door, and then said to Holsang: "Then
Doctor, be careful not to get hurt by this lunatic. If anything happens, just call me."
The jailer happily left with his whip and hummed a tune leisurely.
As soon as Dr. Holsang entered the cell, he was pushed against the wall by Najie. Najie pinched his neck fiercely and said: "You came to the door yourself, so don't blame me for being cruel.
It's so lonely to die alone, I have to take you with me on the road."
He gritted his teeth and looked at Horsang, but he was pushed away by the other party. His foot slipped and he fell to the ground. His body was covered with interlaced wounds, and the fall made him grimace in pain.
Horsang looked at his thin face and said, "Look at how you look now. You are as thin as a pony, and you are not as strong as an old man like me."
"Don't look at my jokes!" Najie said angrily, "Horsang, don't be complacent. Your true identity will be exposed sooner or later! I will wait for you on the road to hell."
Holsang was not offended by his words at all. He placed the lunch box in his hand on the narrow plastic table in the cell and said, "Eat something, otherwise you won't even have the energy to settle the score with me.
"
"Bah! I don't need your charity. Besides, who knows what peace of mind you have, maybe you poisoned my food!" Najie got up from the ground in embarrassment.
"You are a death row prisoner who will not survive tomorrow. Why should I go to the trouble of poisoning you." Horsang sat down calmly. He picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and tasted the meal leisurely. "
The meat tastes good, but it’s overcooked.”
Najie raised his hand and pushed the lunch box off the table. "Do you insist that I have no peace at the last moment of my life? You'd better get out right away, otherwise... I will definitely let you be buried with me!" He
He grabbed Horsang's collar, but his hands kept shaking.
He is still suffering from a high fever, his body is weak, and his whole body is burning hot, but he feels like he is being swept away by a chill. His lips are chapped, the corners of his mouth are ulcerated, and his eyes are black and blue.
Horsang slowly opened his hand and straightened his collar expressionlessly. He looked at the food scattered on the ground and said regretfully: "How can you waste food."
Najie coughed twice weakly and stared at Horsang. "Why? King Andor appreciates you and trusts you, but you are still against him and want to plot against those who are loyal to him. What is this?
Why?"
"Why, do you still want me to be grateful to King Anduo and this Huailin City that has trapped me for half my life?" Horsang's mood was no longer so calm, and his expression became more and more resentful. "I was there.
I have been working as a laborer in the underground city for seventeen years. I have been oppressed and my dignity was trampled on time and time again. I didn’t even have the chance to seek death. I could only work honestly and endure those things day after day.
The workers looked down upon me and mistreated me. I earned a small chance of survival on my own. I let those guys see my value and ability in a desperate situation, and then I had a chance to get out of the sea of misery."
Najie looked at his eyes showing hatred and said: "So, you never wanted to work for King Anduo or Huailin City down-to-earth. You just wanted revenge, right?"