Guo Nuan spent two days and two nights in the cell. He was originally well-dressed when he came in, but soon he became unkempt and his clothes were torn into strips of cloth.

It is said that Guo Nuan slightly offended the wife of the Lord of the Perfect City out of curiosity, and was immediately imprisoned in the large circular prison built with huge rocks in the west of the city.

I guess Della and Aina outside were anxious, but he was wandering alone in an unfamiliar area. It happened that both Della and his grandson were out at that time, and he did not tell other businessmen. The members of the team are now in the Supreme Prison. They cannot understand the language and can't get anyone to convey the news to Dera for rescue. They are really unlucky.

A few prisoners who had just been coaxed yesterday were imprisoned in a smelly cell. In the small cell, which was less than ten square meters, three people were lying on the bed made of straw. There were three people sitting on the stone wall. There was a small, tall window, and several large iron bars as thick as wrists were cast on the window. There was a large covered wooden barrel on the opposite side of the bed, and the stench came from there.

In the room, there is a big Yuezhi man with a flat nose and a wide pancake face, and a Tubo man with a round shaved head and a long scar on the left cheek. Both of these guys are tall and tough characters, and the other one has a sparse beard. A short middle-aged man with small eyes and a look of fear in his eyes. The short man was sitting on the bed in the corner far away from the two big men. His clothes were torn, revealing his thin and flat chest, which was brown and yellow. Her hair was rubbed like a chicken coop, and her skinny arms were bruised and bruised, probably because they had been repaired recently.

Guo Nuan was roughly pushed into the cell by the cell leader. When the three guys saw the new tenant, they looked at each other with different expressions. Among them, the Tibetan man just looked up and silently retreated into the rotten sheets with the cotton wool exposed.

"Haha, the new little guy, with tender skin and tender flesh, (Da Yuezhi dialect)"

The ugly man of Dayue clan suddenly narrowed his eyes coldly. He looked up and down at the well-dressed Guo Nuan for a while, and with sharp eyes he saw the exquisite jade pendant on Guo Nuan's waist.

He couldn't figure out what the big Yuezhi with his flat nose meant when he smiled evilly and muttered. Guo Nuan also realized that this person had evil intentions.

"Come on, people of the Tang Dynasty, understand the rules and hand over all the valuable things you have on you, (Da Yueshi language)" The big man with a flat nose sat cross-legged on the tattered bed and pointed at Guo Nuan arrogantly.

Although Guo Nuan couldn't understand what he was saying, any fool could guess what he meant from the other person's attitude. Guo Nuan's eyes instantly turned cold. He subconsciously clenched his fists, ready to attack at any time and defeat this person with one punch. The arrogant cell bully.

"What, (Chinese)" Guo Nuan said lightly knowingly. The two people faced each other and looked at each other fiercely without letting anyone go.

"Mr...Mr. Sir, Alif is asking you to hand over all the valuable things you have on you, (Chinese)"

The words of the thin man came from the corner of the bed. He used his eyes to warn Guo Nuan not to conflict with him. It seemed that he knew how powerful this man was.

"What's your name?" Guo Nuan asked the short translator.

"Hai, I'm a handyman from a large food merchant guild," Hai, who was nestled in the corner, quickly nodded respectfully and replied.

"Oh, is that so? Hai Yi, please tell him. If you have the ability, come and get it yourself."

Guo Nuan gave this honest man dressed as a caravan handyman a kind smile.

"But, sir, you can't beat Alif..."

Before Hai and Guo Nuan could finish their exchange, they were left aside to listen to this guy who didn't take him seriously at all. This guy and Hai chatted happily in Tang dialect. Alif couldn't help but get angry, and the muscles on his face It was twisted into knots and twitching.

"Bad boy, you think you have a long life, drink up," Alif suddenly jumped up from the bed, jumped into the air towards Guo Nuan, who was standing three meters away, and slammed his strong elbow towards Guo Nuan's Tianling Cap. hit.

Guo Nuan frowned, tilted his head, and instantly flashed an elbow hit with strong wind. He rolled to one side lightly, took out the dagger from his arms, held it in his right hand, and swung it half a circle in the air to stab. , a series of actions were completed in an instant, leaving only a series of shadows quickly. At this time, the scar-faced Tubo man who was lying on the bed and watching with cold eyes suddenly turned pale and raised his eyebrows.

"Ah,,," a cry of pain resounded through the entire prison. Guo Nuan stabbed Elif's left thigh suddenly on the blood vessel and artery. (Pfft,) The gold dagger pierced in and instantly carried the barb of the bloodletting groove. Pull it out, leaving a wide flat prismatic blood hole.

"Ah, ah, I'm going to kill you, kill you," Elif's roar resounded endlessly, causing prisoners in hundreds of cells on both sides of the long corridor to squeeze their heads into the gaps between the wooden fences. Everyone's eyes were cast on Guo Nuan's cell.

For a moment, there were whispers in the corridors, like mosquitoes buzzing, and the prisoners exclaimed: "Oh my God, is this the cry of pain from cell bully Alif? Who can fight him like this?"

Soon, seven or eight jailers hurried to the cell. The prison head whipped his whip onto the hand that was hanging on the fence, and got stuck on the head in the gap, causing the curious people to scream in pain, but the fierce scolding was quickly suppressed. Riots in prison.

The iron door of Guo Nuan's cell was also opened. At this moment, Elif's eyes were like a bloodthirsty beast, red. Even though he collapsed on the ground holding his painful thigh and unable to stand up, his eyes were looking fiercely. Guo Nuan, filled with infinite hatred, the jailers dragged Alif out like a dead dog. Eric, who kept moaning in pain while holding his limp thigh, dragged him out of the corridor from the corridor and disappeared at the end of the cell exit. But he kept yelling angrily, "I'm going to kill you, Tang Dynasty man, just wait for me..."

"God bless, this vicious guy finally got his comeuppance," said the short Hai, looking blankly at the dramatic side.

Hai laughed, jumped off the bed, and patted Guo Nuan's clothes well as he rolled on the ground covered in dust.

"Hello, I am Qi Sang, (Tubo language)" Scarface twitched the corner of his mouth, and he smiled with two rows of big white teeth.

"Hello, I am Guo Nuan (Tubo language)" First, he strengthened his Tubo language during a secret mission, and then wandered around in the desert with Doma for a while. Guo Nuan could understand some simple Tubo language. Nodding, feeling the goodwill exuded by this man who looked a bit ferocious, Guo Nuan sighed. It seems that a strong-looking person does not necessarily mean a bad person. There is still a distinction to be made.

In the prison, the four-person dark room was turned into a three-person room, which was much more comfortable. The most important thing was that Alif was gone, and it was much cleaner. After a boring night, Guo Nuan soon became familiar with Hai and Qisang. A lot.

Hai is a Persian. In the early years, he traveled to the Tang Dynasty with caravans for many years. It is said that five or six years ago, he used his many years of savings to rent a fruit stall in the Zhishan City market. Two months ago, a Zhishan noble The knight was riding a horse and happened to knock over Hai's stall. A hard-working small businessman like Hai felt like crying when he saw the crushed fruit rolling down the street. He stopped the arrogant businessman in a hurry. The aristocratic knight judged and wanted him to pay compensation, but he didn't expect the disaster to happen, so he was thrown into prison instead.

"I came in with him," Qi Sang said with a naive smile on his face, and the scar looked softer.

When it was Qi Sang's turn to introduce, Guo Nuan learned that when the royal knights were confronting the poor little business vendor Hai, Qi Sang happened to be among the crowd of onlookers. It turned out that he was the son of a farmer at the foot of Yin Mountain in the south, and he lived a basic life. The worry-free days were boring, so he went to the next door to explore and adventure in the Western Region. He worked as a mercenary for the elders and nobles of small tribes in the Western Region, worked as an unloader, and also served as a guide for caravans. In short, he had a lot of experience.

Unable to stand a stingy Persian boss who was always squeezing workers' wages, Qisang fired the boss and was bored that day. He wandered around Zhishan Street and happened to see a knight in armor arrogantly walking around. He raised his sword and was about to chop down Hai who fell to the ground. Qi Sang couldn't stand it and shouted to stop him. Soon a large group of patrols came to the place. After saluting the noble knight, Qi Sang and Hai could not help but be killed. Tied into a cell.

"If it weren't for Qi Sang's protection, I would have been bullied by Alif. I don't know if I would still be alive," Hai sighed. He heard that Alif was a well-known bully in the prison, and there were many people in the prison. For more than half a year, he once killed one person and maimed two others in a fight in the cell. Hay was lucky. When the two came to the prison that day, Alif arrogantly asked them to hand over valuable things. They wanted to beat the shit in the bucket in the corner. Qisang protected Hai and Alif and fought with bare hands for half an hour. Although Qisang was tall, about one meter tall, he was only in his twenties and slightly built. One size younger than Alif in his prime, this guy punched Qi Sang dozens of times, and Qi Sang only had the chance to fight back a dozen times.

Whenever the jailer would throw a small rice pail full of rancid smell into the prison, Alif, who relied on his strong fists, would always grab most of it. However, he had to work hard and fight for two meals a day, so Alif only kept one third. Prison food is for two people.

"This morning, I was so hungry that I reached out to the rice pail first. Elif got so angry that he punched and kicked me all over, and even slapped me. If Qi Sang hadn't stopped me and resisted a few times, Otherwise, he would have died long ago.

Recalling that the nightmare-like Elif was now sent away by Guo Nuan with a knife, Hai's face was full of gratitude. Of course, although this Tang Dynasty man was very young, his fighting skills were also very respectable. .

"Haha, Elif is just a street gangster, a low-class character. The more we are afraid of him, the more arrogant he becomes. We must give him a bloody lesson if necessary," Guo Nuan patted this honest and timid person. The little man, he taught Hai a lesson with a slight smile, and Qisang nodded in agreement.

The light from the high-speed railway windows shines through the hazy night. I don’t know when the patrolling warden has arrived here, and the vicious warder raised his foot and kicked on the fence.

"Sleep, no talking, you, you, you two will be transferred to a different place of detention tomorrow,"

"Sir, where are they going?" Hai stuck his head out from under the blanket and asked the jailer. He only pointed at Guo Nuan and Qi Sang. He was a little surprised, and Guo Nuan and Qi Sang who were chatting on the bed were also surprised.
Chapter completed!