0098 A good man doesn't go to prison

On April 16, 2001, the former commander of the Mobei Front Army and general of the Shaman Holy See, An Dongye, was assassinated by an unknown armed attack on his way back to Beijing at the age of his crime. As of this incident, as of press time, the senior officials of the Holy See had not made a statement. The newspaper press conference will follow up on further.

Putting down the Tianyi Daily in his hand, a certain wild man endured the sharp pain caused by pulling the chest wound with a wry smile and said to the female police officer with a round face in front of him with a sarcastic meaning: "It seems that your Lord Yuan wants me to fake death like this to prevaricate the Sha people and those who are internationally. Protest and condemnation-"

This is the "tower of trial", the largest prison belonging to the secret police department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which condenses countless ghosts and too much blood in hell. The prisoners imprisoned here are either murderers or treason, and all of them are special recidivists. The fourth column of the Secret Police Department, as the force of the guard prison, has been stationed here all year round, and the police headquarters stationed not far from the prison can also send reinforcements to the "Tower of Judgment" with heavy troops under the most critical situation. Team.

With such a tight protective net, no one can freely enter and exit here without valid documents, but this does not include the "undead" commander-in-chief Rainstone and his hell knight who silently sneaked into the tower.

A round-faced female police officer with the rank of general and has been silent, staring at An Dongye, a prisoner numbered 1046, for a long time before introducing herself: "The subordinate is An Jingchen, the captain of the fourth column of the secret police, the warden of the 'Tower of Judgment'. You are very welcome. I hope you have a pleasant stay, General Antonye.

"This is not a pleasant place, Mr. Warden." Andongye's cold duckling tunnel.

"Lord Yuan, the master of the family, is also forced to spread information about your death to the outside world. My small 'tower of judgment' has insufficient police force, and it is really difficult to resist the attacks of killers from all walks of life." An Jingchen paused and added, "After all, there are too many people who want to kill you-"

"Wow-wow-wow-wow-wow"

The sharp cry of the guard whistle sounded suddenly at night. The rainstone did not use any equipment. With only a slight click on the tower wall, the figure had risen to a high place.

The night wind flew in the air with small rain, constantly searching in front of the air window. Yushi finally stopped. He had found the place where he was looking for the target, and in the cell where the Lord Antonye was located, he was not just the Wolf King.

"Damn it! Go out and have a look!" An Jingchen left a curse and pushed the door out with the two men behind her. Before leaving, she intentionally or unintentionally looked in the direction of the rainstone lying in the shadow of the tower wall, showing a mysterious smile, and went to search elsewhere with the noisy jailer who came.

The iron fence on the air window is silently removed, and the iron gate firmly fixed in the granite can be taken out. Although it is difficult, powerful people can also do it. But such a silent method of cutting the roots of iron bars with only fingers can only be done by super-class masters - is it to kill themselves?

"One more thing-" The rain stone groaned for a long time, gestured to the dark sky outside, and saw three masked "dead hell knights" floating down.

"What do you want to do?" Anton Ye said, "You took me away like this. Not only will the brothers and sisters of this wolf pack die, but also General Xia and Brother Leng Beicheng will be implicated-"

"Brother Wolf, that's not what everyone means-" Yushi rubbed his hands anxiously and said uneasily to a "undead knight" held in the middle by two companions, "You'd better say it yourself."

"Master--" the "undead knight" in the middle took off his mask and showed a mature face of the sand pheasant.

"Is it you?!" Antono said confusedly, "What are you doing?"

"Master, it's none of Mr. Yushi's business. It's voluntary." Sha Zhi said infatuatedly, "I have been waiting for some time. I have something to say directly. Although I have accepted dozens of adopted sons and daughters, there is no real flesh and blood. In case - I say that in case, Lord Zhuluo fails - I am afraid that I will be tortured with a knife. I am willing to beg you to give Yulu to save me. yan yi mai xiang huo-”

"Nonsense!" Andongye, who finally understood the intention, blushed and scolded decisively.

"There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and no future is the most important." Sha pheasant untied the windbreaker outside and said quietly, "This is also what your sister fish girl means."

The air suddenly stiffened there, and the old man Youdong outside the prison door turned his face uncomportantly and said unsatisfactoryly, "The moon is so round tonight-"

"It's a rainy day, where did the moon come from?" The rainy stone looked at the sand pheasant and took off another cloak, and hurriedly greeted the two wooden people and walked out and said, "Go, you two go out with me to see the moon - er, Dongzi, the moon is so round tonight!"

"Does the master dislike that the slave is a widow?" The sand pheasant, who faded his clothes clean, looked at the crazy Andongye in his eyes and said bitterly, "Master, come on!"