In a blink of an eye, the old man who taught Zhang Mushen and Yirongjie did not wait to amnesty.
No. 30 prison in the serious punishment zone.
The old man sighed and ate chickens, depressed.
"I have been smart for a lifetime, but I did not expect that the evening festival would not be guaranteed, and the end of the killing ended.
Zhang Wu put the hot soup in jail and said with a smile:
"You are also interesting enough, good wine and good food for a few months, raising yourself and fat, like you are so treated, there are no people in the official supervisor."
"Can't your kid say to me to tell Zhenfu?"
The old man bit his chicken leg fiercely, and he was unwilling to say:
"Old man, I am also a master of masters, camouflage, stabbing intelligence, is better than ordinary people?"
Zhang Wu shook his head and said:
"If you haven't killed so many officers and soldiers, you will not be able to avoid your crimes, but you kill too hard, things are too big to hide."
The old man was fascinated by the "beauty" and woke up overnight. He was besieged by officers and soldiers. He was unwilling to capture his hands.
Unfortunately, the encirclement was not rushed out of the circle, and he was exhausted.
Originally, he still had no fear.
"After drinking this pot of wine, ready to go on the road."
Zhang Wu took out the jug from his waist and unveiled the lid. When the wine was stood up, the old man's muffler was evoked.
"Thousands of miles?"
"Yes, one hundred or two silver, one pot, can be given you off."
Zhang Wu put the wine into the jail.
After a while, I was drunk and hazy, and my face was desperate:
"I can drink a pot of wine, and it is worthwhile to die. I just hope you don’t break my inheritance."
"Rest assured, I can't break it with me."
Zhang Wu advised:
"Don't mix the rivers and lakes in the next life, don't learn anyway, and honestly renovate an ordinary family, have a few acres of land, marry a daughter -in -law.
"Borrow your good words, vote for a good family."
The old man smiled bitterly, his expression was embarrassed under the drug, half a faint and half -waking, and the jailers were wearing a cricket and set out the cell.
This is the first time Zhang Wu has made a red difference in the past six years.
The prisoner is procedural to the execution ground, and he will not tell the prisoners in advance to ask you.
Instead, the family members were used to explore the prisoners and deceived the prisoners out of the two security doors.
Generally, at this step, the prisoners were asked to be asked. If they did not struggle, the jailer would use a hammer to directly break the prisoner's pipa bone to make it lose the ability to struggle.
This step is also a link for the jailers to make money.
Death is a thing of fear. Before death, he was sinful, and it was not a good death.
Many prisoners' family members will stuff money to jailers, and they will get medicine in their broken meals to make people sleep half asleep and reduce the pain caused by torture.
Without pain, I was cut with my head, which is the easiest way to die.
Vegetable City.
The cold wind is small, killed in autumn.
The execution ground was surrounded by people.
The people pointed at the prisoner, and they were not afraid to see the dumplings wearing red clothes. They still had a faint look on their faces.
Nearly a hundred death prisoners kneeled one by one, and the officials of the Ministry of Criminal Ministry and the family members of the death prisoner once again identified the positive body.
At noon, under the order of the supervisor, the scarlet blood sprayed out of the neck of the death prisoners, and the dead head rolled to the ground.
However, the people are not only afraid, but they cheer even higher.
Especially when killing those officials, regardless of greed and greed, boiling anti -Yingtian, just coax.
"Old man, go all the way."
At the end of the execution, Zhang Wu accepted the corpse to the old man.
Futing on his face, it is certain that there is no wearer mask.
He also checked the bones of the old man, and it was determined that it was not a substitute, so that people could help pulling to the city outside the city to bury the murder post.
All of his own skills comes from this old man.
Ma Wu's identity also comes from retracting the bones. For his own life, the old man does not die, Zhang Wu is not assured.
Good wine and good dishes treat him, spend nearly 2,000 silver for a few months, almost the mountains and sea flavors. The old man should ask after the autumn.
If you want to live a life, you can't feel soft -hearted.
Even though the old man could go to Zhenfu, Zhang Wu believed that Sixth Uncle would deal with him and cut off for himself.
It's just a bit hard, too lazy to trouble others.
Back in the jail, the red difference was busy all day, the sunset west, and the jailers were too lazy to repair the prisoners and gathered in the class room to chat.
"The Lord Huang is really miserable. Cheng Dou pays him for a good meal every day, and has grown new meat for a while, then 剐."
"The old yellow is not worthy of pitiful. Without saying that there are more than a dozen subordinates, he has been ruined by his family, but he did not expect to meet Cheng Dou so ruthlessly."
"I saw the son of the Master Huang in the morning to visit the prison, saying that I wanted to buy his father with 32,000."
"Did Cheng Dou agree?"
"No ... I think I think it's less money."
"I don't know if we can share a share, although it is his personal grievance, but the torture is in jail. According to the rules, everyone has a portion."
"..."
Zhang Wu was originally prepared to enter the class room, but the discussion of the crowd made him at the door. After listening for a while, he turned and walked away.
When he came to prison, someone was waiting for him in an empty punishment room.
"Brother Wu, this is 50,000, you can accept it."
Cheng Dou took out a silver ticket and stuffed it into Zhang Wu's arms like a thief, whispered:
"Lao Huang has asked his son to return me 100,000 silver, and the 50,000 yuan owed to the gambling workshop also invalidate it. In addition, 30,000 to buy a life."
Cheng Dou grateful to say:
"I can get revenge this sorrow, all of which you help me, you will accept this money."
Five thousand silver, for Zhang Wu, is completely an astronomical number.
But after collecting this money, it is equivalent to Cheng Dou with these 50,000, buying off your kindness to him.
The price is very high.
Zhang Wu is very exciting.
But the original intention of helping Cheng Dou was not for silver.
Just as a friend, when I saw the people around me, I helped a hand within the scope of power.
If the help from the beginning is convenient for this money, it can only show that your mind is not correct.
Money is important, but the personality is more precious.
Changsheng Road is long, and there are more opportunities to make money. People still have to pursue it.
If you want this silver, you will fall into the next step.
A person who can buy money, Zhang Wu does not think how reliable this person will be, nor does it feel how much others will respect you.
At least Cheng Dou will not respect you as before the cash register.
Zhang Wu forcibly stuffed the silver ticket back to the dog's hand:
"This money belongs to you, but now it is just the owner to the original owner. I help you and have nothing to do with the money. I just hope that when I am in trouble, you can also see the affection of friends, help me."
"Brother Wu ..."
Cheng Dou stunned, looked at the silver ticket in his hand, and suddenly exposed a trace of self -deprecation:
"If you have a lot of money, you think that everything can be measured in everything in the world, lost his original intention, and lost his character. At this moment, you know that many things are more precious than money."
"Knowing the fans returning, the slave that has not become money, not too late."
Zhang Wu smiled and patted the shot of the dog's shoulder, and was very pleased.
Playing money in jail is a career. When the jailer is to survive, in addition to worrying about food and clothing, there are more spiritual pursuits. It is always better than those numb people in the market.
Of course, if Cheng Dou has enough conscience, he will not want these 50,000.
Instead, you will change the way. Use some methods that are more easy to accept than directly giving money. Turn the corner and spend this silver on you.