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Chapter 217: Polite Tang Mang(1/2)

Two soldiers escorted Wang Yuan away!

Pei Xianzheng's eyes darkened: "General Wei, lead the troops to Yejia Village, capture his men, and silence all the witnesses in the villagers!"

Wei Cheng's scalp was numb and he said: "Sir, this move will kill a lot of people!"

If in the past, the magistrate had ordered him, he would have carried it out without hesitation!

But now, seeing Wang Yuan's unreasonable methods, the prefect may not be able to protect him!

Then he will wonder how to protect himself.

"We have come to this point, and you still worry about killing a few people. Maybe you and I will not be safe!"

Pei Xianzheng said with a gloomy look: "It doesn't matter if you kill a few people, just frame it on them."

Wei Cheng said with a mournful face: "Sir, it's easy to kill a few people and frame them, but now the rumors in the two counties are so powerful that we can't cover them up!"

"No matter how powerful it is, it doesn't matter. It's just spreading among muddy people, so there's nothing to be afraid of!"

Pei Xianzheng snorted coldly: "It is the cabinet that really determines our life and death. As long as we get money from that guy and feed the cabinet ministers, no matter how powerful these people are, they can't hurt you or me at all. Go quickly."

, make it cleaner.”

"Yes, sir!"

Wei Cheng gritted his teeth and clasped his fists, turned back to the military camp, and began to mobilize his troops!

At this point, he is tied to Pei Xianzheng, and he can no longer be half-hearted!

We must capture that boy's men, force him to hand over the money, and then kill him!

Otherwise, I don’t know what other tricks this kid has!



"Mr. Yuan, I'm not trying to make things difficult for you. In fact, the prefect has your destiny!"

A jailer led Wang Yuan away from the single cell and towards the big cell!

Wang Yuan frowned slightly and didn't care!

If he didn't get the money, Pei Xianzheng wouldn't kill him, he would just use humiliating methods!

As for Lu Zhaolin, who had already taken care of prisons, he was not worried about these problems!

Arriving at a room where many prisoners were held, the jailer pushed Wang Yuan inside, looked at a group of prisoners and said, "This young master, greet him well!"

Wang Yuan narrowed his eyes and frowned.

The large cell was packed with twenty or thirty people, and there was a toilet next to it.

As soon as I entered it, the disgusting smell rushed to my nose and eyes.

Twenty or thirty people looked at Wang Yuan, some with awe in their eyes: the prison was very large, and they had never seen Wang Yuan before, but he was a man with tender skin and flesh, wearing a silk robe and a fur cloak.

Not like ordinary people!

"Master, don't worry, we will treat this kid well!"

A arrogant young man stood up, smiled at the jailer, turned to Wang Yuan with a straight face, pointed at the toilet and said: "Boy, let me show you a 'demon mirror' first."

Wang Yuan's eyes turned cold.

I stayed in prison for five or six days, chatted with the prison boss, and heard a bit about the various tortures in the prison!

The so-called demon mirror is to let the prisoner hang a toilet bucket around his neck, so that the urine can shine on the prisoner's appearance.

The weight of the toilet bowl, the smell of feces and urine, can torture people into life and death dilemmas!

"Why, you are so fucking deaf that you didn't hear the second master's instructions!"

The young man named Qian Erye grabbed Wang Yuan by the collar and wanted to do it!

call!

Wang Yuan swung his big cloak and put it over Master Qian's forehead. Taking advantage of his unclear vision, he kicked him between his legs!

The second master screamed and squatted down, but before he could squat down, Wang Yuan raised his knee again and hit him hard on the chin!

boom!

The second master fell to the ground, his mouth and nose were covered in blood, and his face looked painful and confused!

The other prisoners in the prison were shocked.

I really didn’t expect that this tender-skinned, fleshy pretty boy would actually be a practicing master!

Wang Yuan let out a long breath.

In the four months since he time traveled, he has been standing at the gun stake without stopping for a single day.

I just started practicing boxing and kicking recently.

However, he is not unfamiliar with life and death fighting at all, but is very familiar with it!

The secret skills of the martial arts family record boxing skills, sword skills, spear skills, and various vicious killing moves!

There are also black-armored veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles and climbed out of the dead. They avoid him when practicing their killing moves, but will explain them to him instead.

Now it is not a problem for him to fight a rogue intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course, he won't be able to do it after three or four, and there is still a long way to go before he can develop real kung fu!

"Damn it, you dare to hit the second master, you are looking for death!"

With a touch of blood on his nose and mouth, Erye Gan looked at the other prisoners and said sternly: "You're all fucking stupid! Why don't you join me and kill this pretty boy!"

Seven or eight arrogant young people stood up and surrounded us!

Wang Yuan was about to speak!

Suddenly a sharp shout came: "Damn it, you bunch of bastards, are you trying to cause trouble again?"

Wang Yuan turned around.

The prison boss came, and behind him was a tall man, the one who begged him for food every day and called him brother!

"Warden, how dare we make trouble in your old territory!"

Gan Er Ye reluctantly got up and said with a smile: "It's too cold, let's do some exercise to warm ourselves up!"

"snort!"

The cell leader opened the cell door, pushed the tall man in, smiled at Wang Yuan and left.

The scene quieted down!

"Go ahead and cripple this kid, then stuff him into the toilet!"

The second master Qian pointed at Wang Yuan with a look of rage on his face, how dare this kid take action against him.

"beat him!"

Eight young men rushed towards Wang Yuan.

The tall man took a step forward and stood in front of Wang Yuan like an iron tower.

He punched and kicked like an adult hitting a child, knocking down all eight of them!

Eight people punched him with their fists and kicks, but they didn't shake him in the slightest, let alone make him frown!

Wang Yuan narrowed his eyes: This man's martial arts skills are no less than those of Erhu and some veterans in black armor.

The tall man walked towards the second master!

The Second Master Qian shivered and backed away: "What do you want to do? I dealt with this kid under the order of the Second Master Qin. You are doing right by the Second Master Qin by protecting him now...ah!"

Second Master Qin, that jailer just now!

boom!

The tall man kicked Second Master Qian away, then came to Wang Yuan, cupped his fists and saluted: "My brother was frightened. My younger brother Tang Mang came to protect him from these disgusting things. Thank you for your kindness these days."

The grace of rice."

"Tang Mang!"

Listening to his elegant words and looking at his figure like an iron tower, Wang Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Scholar!"

"Not really. I read a few books when I was a kid and know a few big characters!"

Tang Mang waved his hands repeatedly and lowered his voice: "Brother, Cao Dianyu asked me to take a message to you. The man named Pei has spoken. He has to put on a show and lock you in the prison so that you can pretend to be injured again.

Otherwise, the person named Pei will send someone to check and take you to another place!"

Wang Yuan nodded in confusion: "How to pretend?"

Tang Mang stretched out his hand: "Can I borrow my brother's fur?"

Wang Yuan untied the fur and handed it over.

boom!

Tang Mang walked up to Second Master Qian with the fur fur and punched him in the chest!
To be continued...
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