Don't be defensive girl, I'm blind

Chapter 8 I can fight back! (Please collect~)

Soon, Xue Mu walked to the Class C cell.

Ever since he was personally promoted to jailer by He Prison, the relationship between Xue Mu and Song Wu has become somewhat delicate.

Song Wu would often care about a few words along the way.

But the more this happened, the more it seemed too hypocritical before.

But now, Xue Mu is on an equal footing with him, as long as the water does not violate the river.

Xue Mu would not take the initiative to trouble Song Wu.

Unless, he courted death himself.

Xue Mu came all the way to the C-level cell, and when he heard Song Wu's footsteps rushing over, he asked, "Uncle Song, what's wrong?"

Although he didn't want to be polite, he still called Uncle Song to his face.

"Xue Mu, follow me to see Zhang Biao's cell, that guy seems to be dying soon." After speaking, Song Wu dragged Xue Mu to the last cell.

"It's about to die?"

Xue Mu felt puzzled, because Zhang Biao's information page still existed in the "Sin Edict" page.

How can you say no?
But he still followed Wu Song.

When he came outside the cell, although Xue Mu couldn't see him, he could vaguely see Zhang Biao lying on the ground through his vision, motionless.

Song Wu opened the cell, and said nervously to Xue Mu: "This guy will be sent to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for trial in ten days, because he killed some local officials. If he dies here, the consequences will be disastrous. "

Xue Mu naturally understood the seriousness of this, so he walked in.

However Song Wu took a step back and closed the door again.

Xue Mu's ears were sensitive, and he heard the sound of the door lock all at once.

He turned his head and asked, "Prisoner Song, what are you?"

At this time, Zhang Biao, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly stood up from the ground.

He patted the hay on his clothes, and said calmly, "Song Laotou, can you count on what you say?"

"After the matter is completed, I will find a completely disfigured dead body to cover you with. I, Song Wu, keep what I say." Song Wu replied.

Xue Mu naturally understood what was going on, but he still asked Song Wu: "Song prison officer, what are you doing?"

"Nephew, your father and I have been friends for decades. Logically speaking, I can also be considered your uncle, but I have to do this."

"Your jailer position was sold by me on the day your father died. It is worth 100 taels. You also know that 100 taels have been delicious and delicious in the capital for several years. At first, I thought I was just driving you out. Heavenly Prison, if you don’t want to be this jailer, you can be considered worthy of your father.”

"But you just climbed up to He Tingli. If I don't get rid of you, I have to give back the 100 taels. I Song Wu can't do it."

"So." Song Wu looked at Zhang Biao inside and said, "Hurry up when you shoot, so that my nephew will not suffer so much."

Zhang Biao waved his hands impatiently: "I kill people in one breath."

Song Wu was very satisfied after hearing this answer.

Immediately afterwards, he left.

Obviously to create an alibi.

As for Xue Mu, he believed that he must die.

At this moment Xue Mu was silent.

Zhang Biao is a martial artist with the fifth level of open veins.

Now he is only at the second stage of opening the pulse.

There is a gap in strength several times between each level.

Although Zhang Biao is now seriously injured due to torture.

But Xue Mu is still not sure that he can win.

He could only stand still, waiting for Zhang Biao's behavior.

Zhang Biao saw that Xue Mu was motionless, so he spat in disdain and said, "You're unlucky, even though you're blind, don't worry, at least you won't die in peace."

As he spoke, he rushed towards Xue Mu, clenched his fists, and swung towards the head.

Since Xue Mu had opened his eyesight, Zhang Biao's actions had already been clearly seen by him.

His ears moved slightly, and after feeling the wind of the fist, he immediately bent down, skillfully dodging Zhang Biao's first attack.

Zhang Biao never expected that a blind man could avoid his fist.

At first, he was worried that blood would be splashed everywhere, so he even held back his strength.

Unexpectedly, it fell through.

"Do you know martial arts?" Zhang Biao asked.

Xue Mu didn't answer, but stood on his heels and used the Heavenly Thunder Fist.

Although Tianleiquan is a low-level skill, he has been practicing it every night these days.

Whether it is strength or speed, the essence of Tianlei Fist has been improved a lot.

Zhang Biao was a little taken aback, and immediately backed away again and again.

But the prison cell is already so big, there will be no place to retreat.

Besides, he reckoned that this Xue Mu was at most a kid with a second level of pulse opening.

There is a huge gap with their own strength.

So he planned to fight directly by relying on his own strength as the fifth level of opening pulse.

The two fists collided directly in the air.

And Xue Mu has a golden bell shield on his body, although it is only 1% effective.

Still withstood a lot of damage.

On the contrary, after Zhang Biao was impacted by the Tianlei Fist, and the wound he suffered from the previous torture, the pain became even more painful.

He looked at Xue Mu in a cold sweat, and he underestimated the blind man in his heart.

"I can't beat you, a bum, blind bastard, at the fifth level of meridian opening?!"

With that said, Zhang Biao rushed forward again.

Song Wu picked up a bowl of tea and took a sip, then estimated that the time was almost up, and walked towards the C-grade cell.

He didn't call other subordinates, but planned to take a look at the situation by himself first, and then spread the matter after everything was safe.

"Zhang Biao escaped from prison to commit rebellion, prisoner Xue fought back desperately, and finally fell under the hands of the villain. He is really loyal!"

Thinking of this rhetoric, Song Wu even sneered: "Nephew, I know there is no one in your family, and when the pension is paid, I will spend it for you."

As for that Zhang Biao, he had already prepared the Crane Crown Red.

Song Wu absolutely cannot let this kind of person go out, not because he is worried that he will continue to cause harm, but that the dead are always quieter than the living.

But when he walked to Zhang Biao's cell, his eyes widened.

Two people lay on the ground.

Xue Mu remained motionless.

Zhang Biao was also beside him.

perish together?

Song Wu was even a little happy in his heart, this saves him from doing it himself.

He unlocked the door and wanted to check to see if the two were really dead.

When the door lock was unlocked, he squatted down and first walked towards Zhang Biao who was closest to him.

"Well, dead."

Zhang Biao died, which made Song Wu even more convinced that Xue Mu would definitely not survive.

After all, Zhang Biao is a martial artist at the fifth level of Meridian Opening, how could a blind Xue Mu win the fight.

But at the moment when he approached Xue Mu.

Xue Mu sat up immediately.

Holding the broken bowl in his left hand, he wiped it on Song Wu's neck.

In an instant, blood spattered.

Song Wu's eyes widened, looking at Xue Mu who suddenly sat up, and wanted to reach out to touch him.

But within two seconds, he fell to the ground.

The mouth is still slightly opened, as if to say something.

But in the end, a pool of blood on the ground showed that Song Wu was dead.

Died beside Zhang Biao.

Xue Mu wiped the broken bowl pieces in his hands with his clothes, then put them in Zhang Biao's hands, got up calmly, and walked out of the cell.

Although he couldn't see it, he knew that Song Wu must have looked incredible before he died.

"If you hurt others, you will end up hurting yourself, so don't blame me."

He spat, and then roared: "Everyone, come to the C-grade cell! Zhang Biao escaped from prison and rebelled! Prisoner Song sacrificed!"

(End of this chapter)