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Fatty Fan and the other prisoners were stunned for a moment, and soon, Fatty Fan came to his senses and scolded angrily, "Fuck, is he still beating people?" Stick, and shouted: "He tied his hands, brothers and sisters together, you can't beat this dog. Mother. Raised. Don't be afraid of killing people. If you die, you will say that you committed suicide in fear of crime!"

Those locked in the Class A room, even if they didn't kill people, were all lawless and evil people. After hearing Fatty Fan's order, everyone geared up and rushed forward.

Although Chu Huan showed his hands and feet, after all, his hands were tied, and he didn't look like a ruthless character. This group of lawless thugs really didn't take Chu Huan seriously.

Seeing this group of people rushing up, Chu Huan secretly sneered in his heart. He bowed his head and was arrested today because he didn't want to involve He Shengquan. After all, the consequences of fighting the housekeeper in public are always bad.

He was so angry that he had no place to vent his anger. It was really timely when this group of lifeless guys came up to meet him. If Chu Huan didn't get the shit out of this group of people, he would be really sorry for what God gave him. This chance to vent.

Although his hands are tied with a rope, he can untie the rope at any time as long as he wants.

It's just that he doesn't need to use his hands to deal with these people, and the power of his legs is really fierce, like two big iron sticks, as long as they are swept out, there will be a fierce wind.

This group of desperate guys were crying and howling, and their voices could be heard faintly in the jailer's room. The guards, including Zhang Dazi, were full of gloating faces, thinking that Chu Huan would be dying tonight even if he didn't die.

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Not far from the county government prison, there is a prison god temple, where the god of prison Gaotao is enshrined. Once the prisoner is sentenced and sent to the execution ground, he must worship here.

After all, Qingliu County is a county, and the Prison Temple is also very small, and it has already been dilapidated. Since the former magistrate, this Prison Temple has not only been used as a place of worship for prisoners, but also a morgue.

In the event of a human life lawsuit, before the case is finalized, the body of the deceased will be transported here and temporarily placed here, and the body will be returned for processing after the case is finalized.

The body of Zhao Bao, the protagonist of this homicide case, is now placed in the Prison Temple. In addition to an old jailer who has been guarding here all year round, the Prison Temple also sent two guards to guard the corpse.

It was already winter, and after nightfall, the night wind was bleak, and the surroundings of the Hell God Temple were quiet, even inside the Hell God Temple, it was also very quiet, the old jailer had already fallen asleep, and only the two guards guarding the corpse were in front of the hall They lit the oil lamp, made some pork heads, and each of them had a jug of wine, chatting and drinking under the lamp.

The winter night was long, and the two jailers were assigned to guard the corpses here. They felt a little uncomfortable. They drank wine to warm up their bodies, so as to beat the long chill.

The cold wind was howling outside the Prison God Temple, and corpses were still placed in the small room inside the temple. The two jailers were not in a very happy mood. During the chat, the pig's head meat was eaten clean, and the two jugs of wine were also down. Feeling drowsy, he tightened his clothes, and a jailer stepped forward to check to make sure that the gate was closed tightly, and then he turned around and lay down on the dilapidated table to rest.

There was no moon in the sky, and the earth was shrouded in pitch darkness. The wind on a winter night sounded like a wandering soul choking, full of eerie and desolate meanings. The Hell God Temple looked extremely gloomy in the dark night.

Behind a big tree not far from the gate of the Hell God Temple, a man turned out, with a stout figure, watching the gate of the Hell God Temple closed, and slowly approached.

Although his body is very burly, but his steps are very light.

Approaching the somewhat dilapidated door, the man looked in through the crack of the door and clearly saw the oil lamp beating. The two jailers were already sound asleep lying on the table, even making loud snores.

The man took out a dagger from his pocket, stuffed it into the crack of the door, carefully opened the latch inside, retracted the dagger skillfully, and then gently pushed the door open.

He was very courageous. Although two jailers were sleeping next to him, he entered the room without fear, entered the door, closed the door behind his back, and gently knocked the latch.

He didn't stop in the hall, and walked lightly into the small room where the corpse was placed. It was dark inside, but this person seemed to have night vision. He came into the room, walked to the corpse, and squatted down. go down.

There was a wooden board on the ground, and Zhao Bao's body was placed on it at this moment, covered with a white cloth.

The man lifted the white cloth, and faced the corpse in this gloomy and dark small room, he was extremely calm, and even started to examine the corpse. He was very skilled in examining the corpse, and his movements were extremely flexible in the dark.

After a while, the man murmured to himself, "Sure enough, he was wronged. Chu Huan didn't hit so hard at that time. The injury on the back of his head must have been hit hard later."

He was silent for a while, then showed his dagger, stabbed the dead body a few times, then covered the dead body again with a white cloth, smiled, turned and left the small room.

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In the early morning of the next day, in order to see the battlefield last night, and even more to see the extent of Chu Huan's injuries, Zhang Dabezi led a few jailers to the Class A room in a swaggering manner.

When the guards saw the scene in the No. A room, they were all dumbfounded. They opened their mouths wide enough to stuff two eggs.

I saw that in the prison, including Fatty Fan, everyone was squatting at the base of the wall with their heads in their hands, facing the wall, their buttocks pouted, and they dared not move. Come to the pitiful choking sound.

Their legs were shaking constantly, from which it can be seen that these people have maintained this posture for a long time,

Only Chu Huan was sitting on the pile of hay where Fatty Fan used to sleep, leaning against the wall, with a piece of hay in his mouth, as if he was thinking about something.

It took a while for Zhang Dazi to come back to his senses, and he roared angrily, "What's going on? Fatty Fan!"

When Fatty Fan heard the sound, he wanted to wait for the rescuers to come. He turned around and saw that his fat face was red and swollen, his eyes were blue and swollen, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. Trembling: "Open your head... you... you are here...!" Hearing a cold snort, seeing Chu Huan looking at him coldly, Fatty Fan shuddered, turned around hastily, still Holding his head in his hands and pouted his buttocks, it can be seen that last night, this group of thugs was completely intimidated by Chu Huan. Even if the jailers came, these prisoners were still trembling.

Seeing this, Zhang Dazi was very annoyed. He pointed at Chu Huan and said, "Chu Huan, tell me, what's going on?"

Chu Huan stood up, walked to the door, smiled mysteriously, and said, "This is too weird, you can just ask them... I slept soundly last night, and when I woke up in the morning, they behaved like this...! "

Big bearded Zhang sneered and said, "The surname is Chu, I can't tell, you are really capable!"

"Thank you!" Chu Huan smiled faintly.

"Turn them all around!" The bearded Zhang yelled angrily, "Why are you doing that?"

Fatty Fan and the others hurriedly turned around when they heard the shout, but they still held the back of their heads with their hands, not daring to put them down.

A jailer next to him took a look at Chu Huan, and said coldly, "What's going on? Come on, we don't allow anyone to behave wildly here. Fatty Fan, tell me what's going on!"

Fatty Fan said with a bitter face, "Last night... there were two big mice in here last night, we...we caught the mice, they were confused, and couldn't see clearly, so...so they all collided...!"

"Catch the mouse?" Big bearded Zhang looked at Chu Huan, both angry and funny, and sneered, "Don't worry, kid, let's take our time... Let's see how long you can be arrogant!"

He snorted coldly and left with his subordinates. Fatty Fan wailed and howled: "Zhangtou, you... don't go, wait a moment, please, change me to another cell... I can't stay here... !"

But Zhang Dazi ignored it and left soon.

Chu Huan then turned around, frowned at Fatty Fan, and said lightly, "What? You're in the same room with me, did you feel wronged?"

Fatty Fan's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said, "Master Chu, I...I didn't mean that!"

"Stand still!" Chu Huan sneered, Fatty Fan and the others hurriedly turned around, and as before, they held their heads, pouted their buttocks, and stayed facing the wall, not daring to vent their breath.

Only then did Chu Huan walk to the haystack, lay down, yawned, and said, "I didn't sleep well last night, now I have a good sleep... By the way, remember to call me when you are eating!"

Fatty Fan hurriedly agreed.

After Chu Huan lay down, he closed his eyes slightly, thinking about what to do next.

He doesn't know the outside situation now, although he knows that Lin Lang will try his best to make connections outside to rescue him, but he has a vague feeling that this time the matter will never be settled so smoothly.

He acted properly, but in the end he was said to have killed someone. That Zhao Bao must have died, but how he died is really a big problem.

Chu Huan knew that since the other party could give up a life to deal with him, then the poisonous intentions of the other party were by no means ordinary. They really wanted to put themselves to death.

Of course, it is impossible for me to be wronged like this, and lose my life in this place in a daze.

When he was taken into the cell yesterday, Chu Huan had already been familiar with it along the way, and he had fully remembered the structure of the cell. In fact, the county government prison is very simple and rudimentary, not strict at all.

After all, it is a county government prison, so naturally it cannot be compared with a regular prison. Chu Huan is very confident that it will not be difficult for him to break out of this simple prison.

This cell may be very tight to ordinary people, but to Chu Huan, it is really nothing.

It's just that although he can escape in one go, many people will definitely be implicated afterwards, at least He Shengquan must be implicated, and his mother and Su Niang in Liujia Village must also be implicated.

He is now thinking calmly, hoping to come up with a perfect plan.