Mu Tian has been carried to the sofa, and Huang Zunqi squatted next to the sofa, staring at Mu Tian, who was still unconscious.
Peake, Johnson, Peterson, Chandler and others gathered around, pointing at Mu Tian and Huang Zun Meng and whispering something. The situation was obviously due to lack of confidence in Huang Zun Meng's ability to save Mu Tian.
"Do you have anything else to do? He needs to be quiet, so go ahead!" Huang Zunqi was a little angry.
Johnson was angry at first, and when he was about to say something, Peake stopped him and motioned to Peterson to lend a hand. Peterson also had something to ask Peake, so he followed him towards the inner room.
When Peake thought that everything had been said in one piece, he called Johnson and Chandler to go to the inner room together.
When Yukiko, who was still tied up, saw someone coming in, she shook her body and started whimpering. But when she saw Johnson coming in, she immediately stopped struggling. Her big eyes were filled with fright and pleading.
Peterson was stunned when he saw Yukiko. After a while, he whispered to Pique: "The dead person outside is enough for me to deal with. Now there is a big living person, and he is a woman. How can I help you?"
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"Which one of you is not alive?" Piqué said sarcastically.
"That's what I say, but there are no female prisoners in the bridge." Peterson said emphatically.
"Is there no way?"
"There is really no such thing." Peterson spread his hands helplessly.
"You can do this." Seeing Yukiko tilting her head to listen to their conversation, Peake pulled Peterson farther away and said in a lower voice, "Protect it. Isn't there a surveillance room next to your execution chamber? Put it there.
There, no one is aware of it."
"But I think she seems to be pregnant."
"It's not like that, it's just."
"Then you let me put her there. It's dark and humid there, with no ventilation. It's unbearable for normal people, let alone..."
"Is your place a place for normal people to stay?" Peake interrupted him. He obviously felt that Peterson was a bit annoyed, but he also felt that it was a bit rude to interrupt him, and he also felt that his words were a bit harsh, so he continued
Said, "At least she is alive and her children can be alive too."
Peterson was speechless, more like weighing what Pique said.
"Besides, it won't take long to see how it looks. When the time comes, you can send it to St. Mary's and your merits will be complete."
"Are you making me want to be a father?!" Peterson almost jumped up when he heard what Pique said.
"Isn't it possible? Japanese women are women too, and they are also very tasteful."
"Japanese woman?!" This time, Peterson was even more surprised. His big eyes were round and his eye sockets seemed to be sunken deeper. "She is a Japanese overseas Chinese?!"
"That's right." Pique was not surprised by Peterson's surprise and said calmly.
"Do you know that a Japanese expatriate who disappeared out of thin air will cause a lot of trouble?" Peterson trembled with his hands in front of him.
"Chandler, she is in your jurisdiction. You can prepare the relevant documents. Don't make it too difficult for Peterson."
"Yes, sir. If you don't have anything to do with me, I'll leave first."
Pique waved his hand and let him go.
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Huang Zunzhen slowly pulled his hand away from Mu Tian's head, and gradually pinched it together with his fingers.
Mu Tian woke up with a groan, and caught a glimpse of Huang Zunqi squatting next to him from the corner of his eye.
Back to Daqiao, when did Lao Huang become a prison guard?
Mu Tian felt a chill in his heart and sat up. He stared at Huang Zunqi and was about to ask a question.
Huang Zunyi raised his finger and hissed, "Stop talking, I know where you come from."
Mu Tianwen was confused for a while, and fell down on the sofa again with a "gudong" sound.
Just at this moment, Chandler came out of the inner room. Seeing this situation, he shouted: "What are you doing?"
Huang Zunqi stood up slowly and stared at Chandler, "What do you think?"
Chandler grabbed his hand and pointed it at Huang Zunqi, "You hurt him!"
Peak and others heard Chandler's shout and rushed out of the inner room.
Among these people, Huang Zunyi only knew Peterson, so he opened his hands to him and then shrugged.
Peterson glanced at Peake, stepped forward, pressed the muzzle of Chandler's pistol, and patted his shoulder, "I'll handle it."
Chandler turned to look at Peake. Peake nodded and waved him away.
Chandler saluted silently, turned around and left, not forgetting to glare at Huang Zunyi before leaving.
Huang Zunqi tilted Chandler's back disdainfully, squatted next to Mu Tian, stretched out his hand, spread his fingers, and pushed towards Mu Tian's head.
Johnson was startled and was about to step forward to stop him, but Pique grabbed him and signaled him to calm down.
"Mr. Huang, how are you? It's not advisable to stay here for a long time." Pique asked with concern.
"Did I let you talk?" Huang Zunqi choked angrily.
Peake was annoyed, shrugged at Peterson, and then beckoned them towards the door.
Huang Zunqi gently raised it with his five fingers again.
After a while, Mu Tian jumped again and sat up.
He stared at Huang Zunyi with confusion, and then looked around for a while. It seemed that everything was strange.
Following the mess on the ground, Mu Tian saw a gramophone with a large copper horn that had fallen to the ground and a deformed one, and Duan Yaming who had already expired beside the gramophone. His body was shaken.
He remembered that he came to Duan Yaming to find evidence that he was the "infiltrator" that Piqué called him.
"What's wrong with him? Is he dead? Is there another woman?" Mu Tian pointed at Duan Yaming on the ground, stared at Huang Zunyi and asked a series of questions.
Before Huang Zunyi could answer, Mu Tian felt something foreign on his ear and pulled it off.
Just as he was about to take it to his eyes for inspection, Huang Zunqi snatched it away and stuffed it into his pocket.
Mu Tian was surprised and reached out to touch his ears.
In perfect condition, no damage at all.
He looked at Huang Zunqi in great shock.
"What's going on? Are you a prison guard?"
"Ah, they asked me to rescue you."
"help me?"
"Actually, you don't need me to save you this time. What I want to tell you is, don't let yourself see your own blood. If you do it a few more times, you will turn into a puddle of blood."
"Blood?"
"That's right. Listen to me. If you fight with someone in the future, there must be a friend next to you to ensure that you won't have your head cut off." Huang Zunyi said seriously.
"Pretend to be a ghost." Mu Tian muttered.
"What did you say?"
"No, it's nothing. I seem to remember a woman gesturing in front of my eyes with a knife."
Huang Zunqi glanced around, picked out the tip of a short knife, and handed it to Mu Tian, "It looks like Peterson and the others saved you."
"Peterson? What is he here for? Are you taking me back to Bridge Prison again?"
"I will go back to prison and you will serve your sentence elsewhere. Do you remember this?"
Huang Zunqi didn't seem to need Mutian's answer, so he stood up and walked out the door.
Mu Tian looked at Huang Zunyi's back and said "Oh", but he was still confused.
Know where I come from.
This bad old man doesn't seem that bad. He seems to have some moral integrity.
Huang Zunqi came out and handed the bloody handkerchief to Pique, "This is yours."
"Yes, thank you. How is he?"
"It's intact as before. But don't let him suffer any more trauma. I'm talking about trauma!" Huang Zunji pointed at the handkerchief that Pique was still holding and said with emphasis on "trauma". He waved to Peterson.
Said, "Go back to jail."
Peterson glanced at Pique, stood at attention, saluted, and took a step forward.
"Wait a minute." Pique shouted as if he was just waking up from a dream.
Peterson stopped in surprise.
Peake did not look at Peterson and said to Huang Zunji: "Mr. Huang, you are free."