"King Li, we are here to see you, look who is here!"
Wang Xu took Lao Ma to the outside of King Li's cell.
This morning, King Li was tortured again. Not long after he was sent back, he was lying on the ground dying.
Hearing the sound, King Li struggled to open his eyes, showed Wang Xu a smile that was uglier than crying, and said hoarsely: "Brother Wang, who is here?"
"King Li, it's me, I'm Lao Ma!" Lao Ma had already regarded King Li as his benefactor. When he saw King Li being beaten and covered in blood, he cried: "King Li, it's all my fault.
, causing you to be beaten like this."
"Old Ma, thank you for coming to see me. I can't be defeated." King Li lay on the ground, squirming forward like an earthworm, and climbed to the iron gate with difficulty, and asked weakly: "Brother Wang, are you still here?"
Is there anything to eat?”
King Li's super recovery ability relies on hard qigong, and activating hard qigong requires a lot of energy.
Last night, he only ate some fried rice. After getting injured more and more today, that little energy was not enough to support his recovery.
"have!"
Wang Xu knelt down, took out six noodle cakes from his arms, and said in a low tone: "King Li, I asked the prison guards about you, and they said there is something on you, and the people above asked for it.
, If you don’t hand over that thing, you will suffer a lot later. Listen to Brother Wang, don’t hold on, just give them what they want, why bother?”
"Brother Wang, King Heli cannot be defeated unless they kill me, otherwise they are just dreaming!" King Li said with a smile. Although his smile was extremely ugly, he was still smiling.
Hearing this, Wang Xu was speechless. He really wanted to open it and see what was inside King Li's head.
Martial arts are dead, but people are alive. Don't he know that one step forward leads to an abyss, and one step back leads to the sea, sky, and sky? He must continue to resist like this.
"King Li, you are really tough. A tough guy is nothing more than that. I'm proud of you!" Wang Xu felt MMP in his heart, but he was smiling on his face, playing the role of a good brother.
To be honest, if he hadn't been guilty of harboring a jade, he would have really wanted to be friends with King Li.
It's a pity that King Li has practiced Qigong so hard that he has become stupid and insists on keeping the secret of hard Qigong. I really don't know how a person who would rather bend than bend will survive in society in the future.
"Brother Wang, Brother Hai, King of Beitian, are you giving trouble to the brothers in the house?" King He Li was biting the dough crazily like he was treating his father-killing enemy, and he didn't forget to ask about Beicang.
Wang Xu leaned on the iron door, lit a cigar for himself, and said: "Brother Hai is still good at doing things. He is just asking about your situation and is not embarrassing the brothers in the house. Don't worry, there are very few in the world.
There are things that cannot be done with money. I will pay you 100,000 yuan to buy your safety, let the prison guards put pressure on Brother Hai, and I will definitely let you return to Beicang in glory."
Hearing that he could return to Beicang, King Li ate faster.
Lao Ma stood beside Wang Xu, choked with sobs and speechless as he looked at King Li's miserable appearance.
He regretted coming to see the King of Power. Seeing his benefactor in such miserable condition, and that he would be released from prison tomorrow, how could he feel relieved?
It's a pity that even if he wants to help King Li, Lao Ma can't think of a way. He is really powerless.
"Brother Wang, you have great powers, can you let King Li get beaten less?" Lao Ma looked at Wang Xu's cigar. Although he never caused trouble, he also knew that he could smoke cigars in prison. This is not an ordinary person.
It can be done.
In prison, there are rules here, and everything is clearly marked with a price.
Phoenix costs 80 cents a box outside, but the inside is only five yuan. If you don’t smoke, some people do. Cigars are luxury goods outside. Wang Xu can smoke in prison. It doesn’t matter.
It's simply impossible.
"No way, this is not about money. The reason why King Li was beaten was because someone was targeting him." What Wang Xu said were all lies. He was already sure that King Li wouldn't say anything if he was beaten again.
, the reason why I didn’t let King Li go is just to gain more favorability points.
However, some words were boring to say. Wang Xu played the role of a good brother. He threw the cigar on the ground and said: "But you don't have to worry, the prison has a system. The statement said that King Li's confinement is three days.
Those people want to save face, so they shouldn’t swallow what they say.”
"Three days, so I can rest assured that King Li will be able to withstand it." Lao Ma breathed a sigh of relief and was very confident in King He Li.
At this time, King Li had finished eating the noodles and was sitting in the cell meditating to rest.
Wang Xu looked at King Li and found that he was practicing, so he said: "King Li, let's leave first. You can have a good rest."
King Li did not answer. He was surrounded by mist, his face was as red as a prawn, and his hands were in strange shapes.
With every breath, there is mist inhaled by King Li, and there is mist exhaled from his mouth.
Ten minutes later, King Li suddenly opened his eyes, lowered his head and coughed on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.
"Brother Wang is such a good person. Without his help, I would never be able to recover. Now that I owe him so many favors, what should I do..." After spitting out a mouthful of black blood, King Li's complexion suddenly improved a lot.
There was confusion in his eyes.
Wang Xu didn't know what King Li was thinking. He had already separated from Lao Ma and returned to his office.
In the office, there are three water tanks. The first one contains soybeans, the second one contains sand, and the third one contains steel balls.
He took off his gloves and slowly opened his hands.
If Dongtian Wang Taishan were here, he would definitely find that even the palm prints on Wang Xu's hands have been smoothed, which is a sign of the iron sand palm's success.
"With my physical fitness that is close to the limit of a mortal, coupled with the effect of the crystal core, I will make rapid progress by practicing external skills like Iron Sand Palm!" Wang Xu looked at his palm, and after a while, he took it from the safe
A bottle comes out, and a syringe.
Wang Xu took a deep breath, sucked the potion in the bottle into the syringe, and pushed it into his own aorta.
Three seconds later, Wang Xu opened his eyes suddenly, and put his hands first into the soybeans in the first tank, then into the sand in the second tank, and finally, like a shovel, he stirred the steel balls in the third tank.
Visible to the naked eye, due to the violent stir-frying, Wang Xu's hands were like snake skin, being rubbed away little by little.
With the help of the evolutionary fluid, the new skin quickly grew back, becoming tougher than the last time.
"Drink!" Wang Xu suddenly took out his hands and struck the wall next to him after he didn't know how long he had been stir-frying.
boom!!
The impact sound was like thunder, and when Wang Xu took his hand away, there was a palm print on the wall.
Click...
Centered on the palm print, the cracks spread rapidly and did not stop until more than ten centimeters away.
Wang Xu looked at the cracks quietly, and after a long time he sighed and said: "It still hasn't been split. If it were replaced by King Li, no, even if Taishan split it with his palm, this wall would be broken. I still have a lot to do.