Chapter 50 Fish with Thorns

Mi Shao's playing style seems to be extremely laborious. After a beating, his face turned blue and his breath was disordered. He said to Xie Guang, "Your Excellency, this person has been abolished in these places. In this life, he is already disabled."

Xie Guang didn't pay attention to him, but said to Su Minghai with a surprised face, "Su Sixteen, why did you say that you were under the Third Prince until now? Didn't the flood rush to the Dragon King Temple? How about it? Can the injury survive? It's not broken, is it?"

turned his head and shouted, "Come on! Lord Su is injured like this, don't you have any eyesight? Why don't you take ginseng soup to replenish Su Shiliu's vitality!"

The men on both sides quickly went to get the ginseng soup and poured it into Su Minghai with a smile.

After entering the abdomen, a faint heat dissipated, and Su Minghai immediately felt that his physical strength had recovered a little. These people actually took the century-old ginseng soup, which is very effective.

Su Minghai sneered in his heart and vaguely thought of Xie Guang's style, but he had no strength to open his mouth and still pretended to be half-dead for everyone to watch.

Xie Guang really said, "Sixteen Lang, but it was nothing more than what your family said just now..."

After a pause, he seemed to be a little embarrassed, and said, "I will send people to travel day and night to the Qin family in Chuanshan County to inform the third son, but before the matter is figured out, I have to wrong you to stay in the A-shaped room for a little more time."

Someone next to him really came over and carefully carried Su Minghai.

Xie Guang said to Mi Shao again, "Wait for them to come back and wait with them. I have something to say when I come back."

Misano responded and bent down to wait for Xie Guang to go out.

After a long time, the twelve returned, and Mi Shao asked, "Is it all right?"

"Lord Mi, don't worry, he is still locked in the original A-shaped room. The outside is strictly vigilant. We specially ordered that he will not lose his life."

After that, Xie Guangxiong's voice came from afar outside, as if in his ear: "Everyone is all here. Come out when they are together."

Everyone hurried out and walked out of a door hole in the wall. The sky is so bright and snowy outside that people can't open their eyes.

Xie Guang's angry voice in the courtyard said:

"Kill it all!"

Only the sound of knives in the courtyard was heard, and everyone suddenly felt severe pain in their chest, abdomen and neck. In an instant, everyone was stabbed five or six times. They all fell to the ground and fought for their lives.

The footsteps in the field were chaotic, and the people who cut the knife did not stop. They continued to wield and cut these 13 people into meat mud in a moment!

One of Mishao's eyes was cut and jumped out, rolled around on the ground, miraculously did not step under dozens of feet, and finally stayed on the edge of a few budding grass and looked at the sky blankly.

These people don't know why they want to die!

Xie Guang looked up to the sky and walked out of the door with his hands behind his back:

The subordinate, whether alive or dead, has no right to find a reason.

Their existence and death are just a little lace for the superiors to prove their achievements...

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Xie Guang found Su Minghai seriously injured on the street at that time. Min Shan, the people in black and the Falcon team were recognized by him and his men, and immediately identified Su Minghai as a spy of the Lance Empire. He saw that many gold coins were scattered on the ground and vaguely knew that some onlookers had looted them. Xie Guang has always cherished his people and knows the nature of his soldiers. I know that if they investigate, they will be those people who haven't robbed money, and I'm afraid that they will rob half of their belongings for these soldiers. Therefore, since the matter is certain, he will not investigate the witnesses at the scene, so as to give them some money left.

Who knew that the man was escorted back? After a soldering iron was burned, Su Minghai said Zhao Hongzhi's name. At that time, I didn't care, but when I came back, I thought that if this was true, wouldn't I have offended the red man in front of the third son?

As a result, today, Su Minghai really said the whereabouts of Zhao Hongzhi. Although it still needs to be verified, after all, ten * is true.

In panic, he gritted his teeth: instead of leaving a man beside the third son to chatter, he put a cloth cover for himself. It's better to do it first and abolish this young genius first! By the way, avenge the dead people!

Everyone is worth using because it is valuable.

A broken porcelain plate, no matter how exquisite it is, it can only be thrown into garbage!

As long as he gives the third son enough face and a proper excuse to step down, the little master will make the right choice between an abandoned genius and a loyal general.

Su XVI's best result is nothing more than getting a sum of money to go home and live a peaceful life.

If the third son is a little mean, I'm afraid he will say:

"Su 16, although I have a deep brotherhood with you, there are national laws and family rules. The prince broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people. You have injured so many lives. Although there is a reason for the incident, you still have to plead guilty and obey the law! On the grave every year, I will give you a pillar of incense..."

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Now things have been solved perfectly:

Su Sixi may be a teenager and confessed too late. As a result, he received a little punishment. If he can't think about it in the future, the injury will recur.

What about the third son: he kept Su Shiliu not to kill and supported him with ginseng soup. He has already considered the identity and face of the little master.

As for himself, he has always had good reviews, is eager for justice, acts fairly, and dares to be bravely. The third son has heard about it for a long time. As long as he is loyal to the Duke, even if the third son is unhappy, he will still treat himself as a good subordinate, and maybe he can manage the way in the future.

Michau and those twelve jailers? These people are easy to torture, and they often make condescending moves. They have no humanity and kill them. There are many of these insiders.

The people who cut people under their hands are all their own soldiers and generals. They have always been loyal and have not participated in torture. Only know that Mi Shao and others intend to rebel, hate that this good official has cut off these people's financial path and wants to poison himself as a major general.

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Su Minghai lay in the cell**, stared inside and found that this torture also had some benefits. The original 35-point spirit has been improved by 3 points, but now the attributes have become: strength: 21, agility: 31, physical strength: 23, spirit: 38.

Ha ha, but this price is really unbearable. He had some vague thoughts about this in his heart, but he didn't delve into it and immediately began to heal his wounds.

The medicinal power of the century-old ginseng soup gradually spread, and soon the weak physical energy will be gradually restored. Su Minghai operated Zhenli for three weeks, then straightened the fracture of his left leg, filled it with only a little original force, and immediately returned to normal. It's just that the effect of broken bones is still there, and the maximum blood volume is only 40. As for the actual power, there is still no trickle left. It is estimated that it will take a few days to recover.

At this time, the prison door creaked, but unconsciously it was dinner time. An old jailer came in, took a plate with trembling hands, and walked to his bed and said:

"Lord Mi told you that you can't eat, so you can only use some ginseng soup to replenish your qi."

Probably Mi Shao ordered the importance of Su Minghai, but the head of the prison was meticulous and fed a bowl of old ginseng soup to Su Minghai little by little with a spoon.

Su Minghai's face was motionless, but he was overjoyed. When the old jailer went out, he immediately began to meditate again. This bowl of ginseng soup continuously provided him with qi and blood in the middle of the night. This time, he only focused on recovering the damage of his right arm for three days, and then slightly warming for half an hour and turning three times on Sundays before repairing the broken tendon of his right arm, but he was still like an ordinary person and didn't have much strength.

That stick is really insidious and can faintly connect a little real yang in his body and drive it away. It's extremely troublesome. At this time, a layer of gray dirt was discharged from the left arm, and the black blood solidified together. Fortunately, his arm was full of holes, which made it much more convenient to discharge the poison.

At this time, the sky was already slightly bright, and it was about four o'clock in the morning. On this night, Su Minghai's other hand had been a little necrotic, and it was estimated that it would take four or five days to recover. However, this is only a small mistake, and it is not a big deal with his arrangement.

Su Minghai stretched his left leg a few times and felt the strength on his leg. With a slight strength in his waist, he sat up. He jumped two steps on the ground, and the third step jumped hard and jumped up the steps in front of the door. With a shake of his right hand, a few finger-thick rubber cables were placed on the ground and took out a long sword - but the one originally inserted by Zhao Hongzhi on the wall of Wuguanlun Courtyard, and the body of the sword was slightly distorted. Chop hard on the cable - as expected, even the rubber is not broken.

He jumped on one end of the cable with his left foot and turned the three cables around a few times into one. He immediately came back from the iron grille of the observation window and bit a knot with his teeth inside.

At this time, the old jailer outside probably heard the noise and ran over with small steps.

"Oh!"

A huge tool table suddenly appeared in the door!

This desktop is almost three and a half feet wide, which just pulled the facade to death. Su Minghai put the cable into the tiger's mouth, and his fingers slid the rocker and rotated. In a blink of an eye, he closed the tiger's mouth and tightly bit the cable in the tiger's mouth!

When the old man saw such a thick rope hanging on the iron grille, he thought that Su Minghai knew that he had lost all his martial arts skills and wanted to hang himself for a moment. In a hurry, he trembled to open the cell and shouted loudly:

"Come on! Come here!"

There are a lot of footsteps running outside, but there is still time. As soon as the old jailer removed the big lock, Su Minghai took out a small hoe, inserted it into the middle of the cable, and twisted it. The cable became tighter and tighter, and finally tightened the door with a gap open again.

Su Minghai circled two more times, turned his hoe face down, and immediately buckled it on the table next to the viffs. Using one hand and one foot, he struggled to climb back to the cell and laughed:

"You just stay outside! This cell belongs to me for the time being!"

At this time, many jailers have arrived outside and shouted:

"Open the door! Open the door! Are you going to die? You still want to escape from this place!"

"Where did he get the big table inside? Mr. Yu, how could you bring such a thing in him?

The old jailer shouted injustice beside him:

"What's the matter? I've been in prison for so many years, can I still bring things in? I had that thing when I came here!"

"Why are you still talking about this? Can the door be opened? Let's try hard together. Li Si, you have a lot of strength to pull this door ring. Zhang San, hold my waist, hurry up!"

Li Si also has a middle-level level, and his strength is very strong, and seven or eight people compete together. The sound of "bang" actually pulled down the door rings on the iron door rivet.

These people fell into a ball. One of them broke his ribs, and the other fell off his wrist, lay on the ground in pain, and couldn't get up again.

Su Minghai took care of himself to heal his wounds. These people tried their best outside, but they were a little afraid of Su Minghai's identity, and many vicious schemes did not dare to use them. But in such a place, there is nothing decent. Su Minghai's true breath is still in his body, and he is not afraid of their poisonous smoke and poisonous water. Later, these people finally did not dare to hide and found Xie Guang. Xie Guang took Su Minghai's blood refining sword and cut countless of them at the cable. He had no choice but to say something outside. There was only one threat such as a dead end.

Su Minghai regarded it as a clear breeze, hid in the corner of the wall alone and worked hard, and didn't even let Xie Guang see his appearance. He was afraid that he would have a bad temper, so he came in with some hidden weapon and took his own life.

After one night, Su Minghai restored the necrotic flesh and blood of his left arm and right leg and returned to the state after being tortured at that time. Although his right arm was not deliberately healed, he also had the power of the original middle-class warrior. Xie Guang gradually found that the situation was not good and tried his best to break the iron gate.

But the cell was originally set up for the master. The walls are all made of blue stone, up to two feet and four inches thick, and the iron gate is installed in the middle third of the wall. In the afternoon, Xie Guang ordered someone to chisel the stone on the side of the doorpost and prepare to open the door from this side.

But at this time, Su Minghai's left hand was also slightly mobile. He took out a few rivets, removed two pieces of iron shake sheets from the cabinet door, and timited the iron door and stone wall tightly with a hammer and a hammer. These things are impregnated by chaos and extremely tough. When they encounter these cooked iron and stones, they are naturally like broken bamboo and twisted in.

Xie Guang's hard work turned into the empty space and cursed angrily outside. Unexpectedly, Su Minghai's seven aunts and eight grandmothers brought in 18 generations of ancestors who didn't know where they were. The half-tired jailers and soldiers next to him had never seen such a gaffe as the young general. They all salivated and listened to it.

After another night, Su Minghai's hands and feet were ready to move. He simply removed the bed as wood, took out food from it, and lit a fire to make breakfast. Xie Guang had been making trouble all night and had slept outside. Hearing such reports, he was also stunned there.

No matter how loyal and stupid he is, he also knows that Su Minghai is a magician, and he is not an ordinary magician - a magician who has a space to break through. At first, I couldn't help but be glad that I didn't kill Su Minghai.

Mages or magicians who can break through the space will point and materialize fixed items behind themselves - once they die, these things will fall out in the concrete place. At that time, people will come to retaliate. I'm afraid that my whole house will be destroyed. Maybe even half of the people will die!

Su Minghai meditated for a day and had some food and leisure during the break. After another night, in the early morning of February 27, the broken bones had completely recovered. Su Minghai returned to the state when he was hit with light blood volume and had the strength of the middle level.

There was a careful knock on the door:

"Six Lang, I'm late for my brother. I didn't expect to let you suffer such grievances!"

Su Minghai stood up, turned his head and looked out: the gap in the grille was still there, but he could also see it clearly - Zhao Hongzhi's handsome face was attached to the grille, his eyes were full of blood, his face was gray and dusty, and his hair was messy - he was on his way all night, and his face has not been washed until now.