The jailer kicked Lann viciously again, and his face was ferocious, showing his fierce look.
Lan's body lost balance and he suddenly fell to the ground. The jailers were still not ready to let him go and stepped on his right hand hard.
Lann howled in pain and struggled with all his strength, but he could not break free from the jailers. At this moment, he was no longer the majestic Highness of the past. He became a piece of fish on the chopping board and could only be slaughtered.
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A jailer said fiercely: "If it weren't for the fact that you could be of some use, we would have killed you long ago!"
Another jailer snorted lightly. He looked down at Lann who was lying on the ground, and used his right foot to crush the back of Lann's scarred hand again. "It would be easier for him to let him die like this. He has to let it go."
He suffered a lot in order to avenge the unjust deaths of our family members."
The jailer turned around and suddenly saw a short and thin man standing in the dark and narrow corridor. The man was wearing the same uniform as them, but he looked a little unfamiliar. "Who are you?"
"Brother, I'm new here. I'm here to deliver food to the prisoners." The man nodded and bowed, with a flattering smile on his face.
He has a much smaller frame than the average Hronc, and the hat on his head almost covers most of his palm-sized face. But just looking at the lower half of his face, you can see that he is a rather handsome man.
For a handsome person.
The jailer who stepped on Lan's right hand glanced at him and said, "New guy? Why haven't I heard that the prison has recently hired someone?"
The newcomer said with a smile: "Mr. Hank asked me to come. I am his distant nephew Glinton."
The jailer who was still a little arrogant and domineering just now lost his impatience. He walked out of the cell door and patted the newcomer enthusiastically on the shoulder. "It turns out he is a relative of the deputy warden. Look, he is really talented.
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"Thank you, thank you. I'm new here and don't know anything. I'll have to ask some seniors for guidance in the future." The newcomer said, taking out a few gold bars from his pocket and handing them to several jailers.
"A little care is not disrespectful."
One of the jailors was initially doubtful about his identity, but when he saw the heavy gold bar, he immediately smiled. Deputy Warden Hank came from a well-known family, and the gold bar was engraved with their family crest.
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Several jailers put the gold bars into their pockets and became more enthusiastic towards the newcomer. "If you have any problems in the future, just come to us. We are all brothers and there is no need to meet outsiders."
The new jailer Glinton looked at Lann who was in a miserable state in the cell and asked: "Is this His Highness Sheng Kunde?"
"Your Highness? He is just a prisoner now." A jailer said with a sneer. He bent down and patted Lan En's sweaty face with a very contemptuous look.
Lann gritted his teeth and stared at him, then suddenly spat in his face.
"Do you want to die?" The jailer kicked Lan En in the head and stepped on his back several times.
Several jailors swarmed up and taught Lann a harsh lesson without any mercy. Lann curled up in pain and covered his head with his hands.
The skin on his brow bone was torn open, and blood flowed out instantly.
The new jailer Glinton quickly went to stop them. "Calm down, if we beat him to death, what will our king give in exchange for King Yuchuan's city?"
Only then did the beating guards stop. Lan was lying on his back on the ground, his face covered in blood.
"Seniors, go and have a rest. I'll be here to guard you." Glinton said respectfully.
"Brother, it's not that we can't trust you, it's just that Lan En is a wanted criminal and you can't keep him alone. If he goes crazy and rushes out, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it alone." The older jailer patted
He patted the tallest colleague next to him and said, "You stay with him and I'll come back to take your place after we finish eating."
When several jailors left together, one of them looked back at Glinton. He looked at Glinton's overly handsome face and whispered: "Why does this relative of the deputy warden look so like a girl?
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The person next to him quickly nudged him with his elbow and said: "Shh, don't talk nonsense, be careful that others hear you."
Glinton turned a deaf ear to those comments. He carried the lunch box and walked to Lan's side. The blood on the ground stained the tips of his black shoes.
He put the lunch box aside, curled up his neck, stamped his feet, breathed heat into his palms, and rubbed his hands. He glanced at the tall jailer next to him and said, "I didn't expect it to be so cold in this dungeon.
I'm wearing a vest underneath my uniform, and it's so cold right now that my back feels cold."
The tall jailer looked at the thin Glinton, laughed and patted him on the shoulder: "Look at your small body. The cooks in our prison are all stronger than you. You really need to exercise a lot."
Come. Here, I’ll give you my coat.”
"Thank you, brother." Glinton gratefully took the coat from the jailer's hand. He sniffed and put the coat on his shoulders.
The jailers who had left first had already gone away, and the surroundings became quiet. Glinton gently opened the lunch box. The first layer of the lunch box was vegetables and rice.
"I know that His Highness is used to fine food, but there is nothing good to eat in prison. Let's make do with some simple meals." Glinton began to open the second layer of the lunch box, and he looked cautious.
"Go away! I don't want to eat these scraps!" Lann was already furious when he spoke. He steeled himself and stared at Glinton in front of him with cold eyes.
Another tall jailer kicked him mercilessly and shouted: "You are the only one who dares to be picky? In our territory of Huailin City, you are nothing!"
At this time, Glinton, who was behind him, had quietly opened the second layer of the lunch box. However, what was inside was not food or hot porridge, but a sharp dagger.
Lan En saw the shining tip of the knife, and was suddenly startled. He immediately stood up and dodge in a panic. However, his body was too weak at this moment, and there were iron chains tied to his body. As soon as he stood up and ran for two steps, he was hit by his ankle.
He tripped over the chain and fell heavily to the ground.
"Stop, stop! What are you doing?" The tall jailer hurriedly stopped Glinton. Glinton had clearly stopped them from beating Lan just now, so why did he want to assassinate him now?
A fierce look appeared on Glinton's face, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I also have family members who died at the hands of this guy, and I must avenge them!"
