Once you reach the sub-structure of the Guard Headquarters, there is only the last way to welcome that branch, unless someone can save her at some time in the future.

She wanted to break free from the men around her, but she was a woman, and she had no advantage in strength and numbers, and everything became futile. Finally, she was bent over and raised her head to scold Faying: "I am really ashamed of you."

"Shame? Your behavior is far more ashamed than me. Why don't you think about the people killed by Minba? Are they not pitiful enough? Do you still remember what happened in the valley city? If these Minbas are no longer suppressed, God knows what they will do to bring out?"

"What about Minba? Are they not pitiful enough?"

Fajang was extremely annoyed when he heard the words countless times. He glared at the zhi: "The poor people always have something hateful. I no longer want to answer such questions. Anyone who attempts to subvert should be broken into pieces. And you, don't worry, you can live for a while. When I catch that Zuo Lan, I promise to let you die together and enjoy the last time of your life. It will be very short."

The zhi lowered his head in despair and allowed himself to be escorted to the lower level of the headquarters.

The sub-structure of the Guard Headquarters is built for only one purpose, prying a person's mouth open, and the prison cells are rare structures here, and there are many torture instruments.

Successfully opened his mouth, Fam took out the piece of paper he wrote and entered the working state with the name on the paper.

His next step is undoubtedly to capture the top figure, but now there is little intelligence, and Zuo Lan is simply emerging out of thin air. This makes a large part of the Guard's next action rely on guessing, such as the most likely place to hide now, and...

Thinking of this, Fajong regretted it, and he said to himself: "I'm still anxious. You should first figure out what this guy looks like."

He rarely makes such mistakes. In order to detect them as soon as possible, he has not been close to his eyes for a long time. In addition, the various uncooperation of that branch has ignored the most important things. Moreover, the bad impression has been left, and it is already difficult to trick something out of the branch's mouth.

However, this kind of thing is not difficult, and he still has a way to make up for this mistake.

More than ten minutes later, the guard members who had completed the mission came back to report on the work.

By the way, Fazing issued the next action plan to them, sent people to go to the streets and alleys of the valley and Garcey, and secretly found out that the person named Zuo Lan. In addition, he checked the passes and stations, and paid attention to the name on the list of normal channels. However, when asked again, he had to declare that the person he was looking for was called "Zuo Bi".

After dispatching the person, he called another member, who was dark-skinned.

"Don't interfere with all the actions of the Guard. I have a special task to hand over to you. In the next few days, important prisoners will be sent to Dushan Prison. I need you to find a way to get close to her and put something out of her mouth."

"Who is the target?"

The dark-skinned guard member listened to the task in the interrogation room. He set off at noon the next day. He changed into the guard uniform, put on a leather jacket that the free people could afford, and went to the same destination as the zhi, crossing the mountain.

All the prisoners detained in Dushan Prison are charged with special crimes. Anyone who tries to resist the emperor's will in his speech and behavior will be locked up here as long as it is not the death penalty. If you want to enter Dushan, you must first swim through the river that has been diverted and then take a hanging basket. Because the mountain is tall, the hanging basket is divided into six sections.

There are dangerous terrain everywhere, and it is said that only this road can reach the top of the mountain. When it was built, one day the path leading to the top of the mountain was destroyed. After the construction was completed, the road was completely destroyed.

In other words, it is difficult to enter and leave Dushan Prison, and this place is much easier to defend and difficult to attack than fortresses.

I don’t know if it was hundreds of years ago that the sudden change of the river made this place.

The specific location of Dushan is 60 kilometers northwest of the capital, which can be said to be a short distance.

On the way to Dushan, the eastern coast was already surging. The sky had never been clear for those days until it was raining in the haze that could not be removed.

The beach is already rainy, and the ground in some places is muddy for a month. Now late autumn is coming to an end, which is almost the last rain of the year.

A combat platoon from a certain rifle regiment of the Guards received an order today to patrol the rear of the front line.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. It was less than three thousand meters away from the ancient city to the west. It was so hard that it could not move forward. The whole row was shrunk under a bridge, resisting the cold while watching the rain.

The air was extremely fresh, and the soldiers in the lead smoked and enjoyed the drowsy and dryness under the rain.

The short man was looking for food in his marching bag, and Baishitong thought about whether he could use limited materials to raise a fire from the bridge hole. For most people, this kind of rain was still suitable for sleeping soundly at home, but the rain splashed on his face was also a pleasure.

The rain was pouring down, Xiang Du was thinking about his pretentiousness with a cigarette in his mouth, imagining a scene.

It was also so rainy in the fantasy, but there was no umbrella in my hand, and I was lonely and helpless in the empty field. Xiang Du himself didn't know how to do it, but appeared out of thin air, holding a large umbrella that was enough to resist the storm in his hand.

It was just beautiful, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and a cluster of small flames shone on his face. He sucked his mouth twice in a reflex, and the cigarette he was holding was ignited.

During his days as the Guards, he learned to smoke and fell in love with drinking. He was more concerned about Ke Yi than before, but he didn't know that both of them worked in the same unit.

When I came to my senses, my comrades around me were watching him, and a few of them were thinking, and they had already understood the young man's little thoughts while thinking about it.

"What do you think of me?"

Xiang Du looked around, and those who looked at him laughed at him.

Baishitong murmured to himself: "It's good to be young!"

The artist smiled and said, "That's not, Lao Xiang, you said you won't have any illness or something. You haven't been to the hospital, right? Do I know that there are a few good hospitals. If you have the chance, you have to go and have a look. Maybe you can get one."

"I'll get one?" The short man hummed, "Those girls are too arrogant, and I feel that it's difficult. Besides, there are not many goals. Team leader Bei must be Boss Yu, so there is no problem with this. My little sister, we can almost do it. Don't think about that cold goddess, who is a successful person, at least if she is a general, the others have a master, but some of them are stuck in cow dung, which is a pity, but it's a pity."

He analyzed here that Taihe stood up to the other side of the bridge hole and carefully studied the map.

Pepstone poked the short man with his finger and reminded him very carefully: "Shut up your mouth, the platoon leader looked at you just now and was about to kill you, but he didn't have a mouth to keep his mouth shut."

"I forgot."

"Let's wait to go back and get cleaned up."

"You said that's right, why are our platoon leader guarding that widow all day long?"

"You don't know this, brother tells you, the man whose widow died is our platoon leader's eldest brother."

The short man was stunned for a moment. He looked towards the other side of the bridge hole. When he saw the platoon leader's back, he swallowed hard, and it might be cold this time.

Xiang Du lay leisurely on the wet stone, briskly exhaled a cigarette, and said slowly in his mouth: "Brother is not interested in the lady in the hospital. We have it in our hands. I will take it back to show you one day, so I will be envious of you."

The comrades looked at him sideways, looking at him with a single blowjob, and they must be bragging.

Dazhuang still admired Xiang Du very much and hurried out to stand up: "Xiao Xiang is really not lying to others, it's true."

Then someone asked, "Have you seen it?"

"without."

"Isn't that going on? The thing in front of me is the most real. Anyway, I have never seen anyone more beautiful than the one in the hospital in this world."

This statement immediately became objectionable, and the artist retorted: "That kind of woman is arrogant and has no meaning. I think it is the best girl."
Chapter completed!