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The first thousand seven hundred and sixty-six chapters eat on the road

Chapter 1766: Eat and get on the road

Stone Prison, overcrowded.

As Nan Chanting Buddha launched an investigation into the Xibuluo incident, more and more people were thrown into stone prisons. It is not said that everyone was involved in the assassination of Xibuluo, but there were some acts of release or unintentional negligence. Therefore, Nan Chanting Buddha took the method of arresting first and then releaseing them and detaining them in.

Moreover, every time he is detained in the relevant prisoner, he will pass through the Western Pacific Insurance cell. Although the doctors and prison guards will not abuse or trample on the Western Pacific Insurance, he has personally admitted that he will seduce foreign hostiles to deal with the Western Pacific, so the situation is even more difficult and restrictive than that of ordinary prisoners.

He ate steamed buns and drank cold water. It was completely different from Zhao Heng in prison that day. However, the Cyprus did not die by himself. He gritted his teeth and survived tenaciously. I believe someone would come to save him. This is his greatest spiritual support for entering the prison.

The sun poured down from the skylight, making the cell much brighter.

The CPC moved his injured body to the sun, and after a moment, his body became more warm. The sunlight dispelled some wetness and was much more comfortable than other dark prisons. He looked at the prisoners who were coming and going with him, but there was no turmoil in his eyes.

He knew that colluding with foreign enemies to kill Xibuluo would involve many relatives and friends. As long as it had something to do with him, the Xitai Polygon would be dragged into the vortex to clean up by Zhao Heng regardless of whether he participated in the incident. He should have felt guilty and pain, but when he thought of the success and defeat of the enemy, the Xitai Polygon felt relieved.

Those Western Chinese powerful people who followed him should know before they met and curry favor with him that the greater the enjoyment, the greater the discomfort, so they asked for everything themselves. Thinking of this, the West China Pacific Insurance dispersed all the apology, and even took out a cigarette to light it and spit out a cigarette.

It's rare to bask in the sun and spit out smoke rings.

"Dangdang!"

At this moment, more than ten prison guards with guns and ammunition came in front of them. They carried four or five men and five men and women slowly over. The Pacific Insurance's eyes instantly condensed into a ray of light, looking at an old man in the crowd with his body in his arms. The old man's tall body was now feeling sad and dying.

"Uncle Zhong!"

The Xitaibao recognized who the old man was at first sight. The old man from the Zhong family who had been dealing with him for many years seemed to hear the Xitaibao's voice. The old man slowly raised his head and saw the Xitaibao's haggard face. He suddenly burst into tears with hissing: "Xitabao! You are so evil!"

There was also a middle-aged man next to the old man. The Citizens' Preservatory recognized him as the old man's son. Zhong Miaocheng, an invisible rich man in West China, looked at the Citizens' Preservatory and said a few words calmly: "The Zhong family was confiscated, and more than 30 nephews died suddenly."

The middle-aged man's voice was trembling. It was vaguely seen from the man's fair face that he grew up in a superior life. The slightly raised belly that showed his appearance and appearance in middle age became his greatest irony: "The Zhong family only borrowed you a train skin."

Zhong Miaocheng accepted the cruel reality: "I didn't expect you to use this car to hide the South Korean Army, so that we accidentally became the murderer of the murderer of Xi Lao. The Zhong family has been working hard for decades and destroyed, and the house has been burned! Xitaibao, the Zhong family thanks you for your great kindness!"

When a touch of unspeakable guilt flashed through the eyes of the Xitai Polygon, Zhong Miaocheng also pointed his finger behind him and shouted: "The grievances and grievances in the world are not as good as their descendants. You even kill my daughter. Nan chanting Buddha, you are too cruel, you must die a good death! You must die a good death!"

"There are many people who want me to die!"

Nan Nianbu sneered: "There is not more than you, but less than you." When he led the team to the Zhong family to investigate, the daughter of the Zhong family who returned from the United States shouted that the private residence would not be violated, and also used a hunting rifle to prevent Nan Nianbu from going to the study room to search, but was shot and killed by Nan Nianbu .

A shot shocked many of the Zhong family's nephews to resist, but they were all ruthlessly killed.

Old man Zhong suddenly rushed to the front of the Xitaibao, slapped him hard, and a loud slap! A crisp sound sounded, and five fingerprints were added to the face of the Sitaibao. The old man vented his dissatisfaction with the destruction of his family, and then gritted his teeth: "Xitaibao, I really wish I could kill you with one shot."

The Nippon Pope spit out half of the cigarette from his mouth, and there was not much anger on his face. He had limited relationship with Zhong Wancheng, but he had a deep relationship with Old Man Zhong. He gave him a lot of advice when he debuted, so he didn't slap the head, but instead showed a quiet feeling: "I'm sorry!"

"This is all my sins, I will take it."

The Citizenstan's breath was breathing, then swept over the group of men and women. After not seeing the target, he looked at Zhong Miaocheng and said, "Where is your wife Wang Qiuye? She has some friendship with Zhao Heng's woman, Aunt Tang Qing, and has had private contact with Zhao Heng. She came forward to ask Zhao Heng for mercy to protect the Zhong family from ruin."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Miaocheng's blue veins bulged slightly, and then a few words burst out: "She divorced me, she left the Zhong family!" Then an unconcealed light of humiliation flashed in his eyes. It was obvious that Wang Qiuye's departure had a great blow to him and made him feel unspeakable.

"Okay, stop reminiscing!"

Nan Chanting Buddha took out a cigarette from his arms and lit it, shook the match worth ten dollars apart and let it go out. Then he bounced his fingers and shot four or five meters away. The match with a trace of orange light set out a perfect arc and landed: "Eat, drink, drink, drink, enjoy these days."

Nan Chanting Buddha stood in front of the Xitai Pope and spit out a smoke ring, with a faint curve on his lips: "Stone Prison can't accommodate you anymore. Heng Shao means to kill a group of people with higher suspicions and make room for those behind him. The Zhong family will be the first candidate."

"It's no way to survive for the murderer."

The members of the Zhong family were ashamed, and the face of the Xitai Insurance changed drastically:

"I really want to kill you all?"

Nan Chanting Buddha waved his hand and asked the prison guard to take members of the Zhong family to the innermost prison, then looked at the Citizenstan Pope and said: "It's not that we want to kill them all, but that your cousin will not save you and tell you the list of the mastermind behind the scenes. I can make the decision to let Zhao Heng give up an unrelated person a way out."

The Xitai Insurance exhaled a long breath and squeezed out a cigarette and smiled: "The mastermind behind the scenes? It seems that you are not giving up. I have said that there is no mastermind, and everything is planned and deployed by me. And who do you think can instigate me? Of course, I have to give up on the mastermind behind the scenes,"

"Don't play tricks!"

Nan Chanting Buddha bounced ashes in front of the Xitai Po, turned around and walked outside the prison: "We have time, but you don't have time. Hua Yingxiong has been exposed, but there is no sufficient evidence to nail him to the former Prime Minister, but you are his biggest variable."

"You said, would he worry that you would betray you and silence me?"

Nan's body chanting Buddha's name still stopped for a moment, and turned his head to look at the stiff-looking Xitaibao: "Actually, you have no value to us anymore. The reason why you still want to give you a chance is that Xi Shao talks about his old love. He said, if you confess honestly, you will have a very good ending."

Nan Chanting Buddha added lightly: "At least you won't die in pain!"

“Many people,,”

Nan Chantiao pointed next to him: "For example, the Zhong family will survive because of your confession. If you grit your teeth and don't speak, we have no way to do it. We can only regard assassination as your mastermind, and the Zhong family and other forces as their accomplices. You should know the methods of Heng Shao and kill tens of thousands of people without blinking."

"Cousin, think twice!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, and the Citabolical Polygon leaned against the wall with a cigarette in his arms. He had a shock that was difficult to hide and a tangle that could not be clarified. Hua Yingxiong was exposed? Thinking of these words, his throat couldn't stop surging, and after a long time he suddenly lifted his right hand.

My fingers were burned with cigarettes.

Almost as Nan chanted Buddha's name, he left the Stone Prison, and the gloomy and empty corridor sounded again. Three tall prison guards slowly walked towards the Xitai Police's cell with a food box, opened the three locks and stood in front of the Xitai Police: "Xitabao, it's time to have a meal!"

Xitai Poly squinted his eyes slightly: "It seems that it's not even dinner time yet?"

He habitually developed a hint of vigilance.

A prison guard bent his left middle finger slightly, pressed his thumb on his tail finger, and a special gesture instantly appeared in front of the Sitapo. The latter was slightly stunned, and then became happy and subconsciously swept the outside without any movement. He lowered his voice: "Come and save me?"

"certainly!"

The middle-aged prison guard changed his hat and nodded meaningfully:

"Come on, have a meal first, and get on the road after dinner!"

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