The bare-handed 'freedom fighters' did not gain the freedom they had hoped. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Sizzle......

Several jailers threw a prisoner with less air in and more breath into the cell next to him, and the sound of the prisoner's body dragging across the ground seemed to be an unwilling soul roaring, and his body was bleeding all the way.

They used knives to prevent prisoners from escaping, and in such a scene, the knives would inevitably be bloody.

The prisoner's injuries were minor.

"Can you still move?"

Ironically, Yang Wuji, who had been pushed aside from the beginning and lost the opportunity to escape from prison that he had worked so hard to create for more than a month, was the least injured of the prisoners - he wasn't even injured, except for a bloody stain on his forehead, which made him look a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry about you, I'm fine. ”

Mo Ye tilted his head very stiffly.

"So do you want a few masters to help you go in or do you go in by yourself?"

The jailers responded with a mocking tone of mockery to Mo Xie's toughness, and Mo Xie's top bag target Yang Wuji was wearing heavy handcuffs - after all, he was the object of the heavy 'care' that the superiors had confessed, and how could he show the doglegs' ability if he didn't handcuff the heaviest pair of shackles in the prison?

Yang Wuji is a weak scholar at all, and his powerlessness is the best portrayal of him, if he was wearing this pair of shackles, he wouldn't even be able to stand up.

"Don't stain my clothes!"

At the hands stretched out, Mo Ye let out an angry roar, but his roar was obviously a bit empty, combined with his efforts to stand up at the moment but failed again and again, the image of a literati who was powerless but had great ambitions was immediately established in the hearts of everyone-or deepened again.

"Hehe, you are tough, I see how long you can be tough! Don't shed tears if you don't see the coffin! Brother Hey!

The jailer who took the lead had a meaty face, and at this moment he seemed to be smiling.

"Yo, by the way, I heard that the Yang County Order has a lot of 'common topics' with the literati on the other side, I think today is a good day, why don't we fulfill the Yang County Order, and let him have a good exchange with the literati before going to the execution ground?"

Among the people present, except for Ning Caichen and Zhuge Wolong, no one knew that in fact, the mastermind of this escape was Mo Ye, or if he didn't know the inside story, no one would suspect that Mo Ye had this suspicion.

After all, if he can break the cage post while wearing heavy handcuffs, then he should be the one who has just run at the front.

However, in fact, Mo Xie didn't even step out of the door of his cell.

Therefore, the current Mo Xie seems to be just an innocent sufferer who was abandoned in the escape plan planned by his fellow inmates, and even did not have it in the plan at all, just like the reason why Yang Wuji was imprisoned.

When a person falls from high to low, even at the mercy of the peddlers who have never been in his eyes, believe me, those peddlers will go out of their way to play with you.

In the words of the jailers, Mo Ye was lifted up, and then thrown into the cell where Ning Caichen was.

"Despicable villain!"

"Shameless!"

"The dregs of society!"

"Moths in the world!"

In the process of being twisted, Mo Xie pretended to struggle, but he was Yang Wuji at the moment, and it was impossible for Yang Wuji to break free.

Yang Wuji could only curse, using words and sentences to make the jailers laugh in an angry tone.

"Lord Yang, enjoy tonight! ha...... Also, you two will take good care of Lord Yang for me! Remember that he will be executed tomorrow!"

Almost the entire prison knew about Yang Wuji's annoyance of Ning Caichen, and the jailers thought that just like Yang Wuji annoyed Ning Caichen, Ning Caichen actually had a big opinion about Yang Wuji.

It's the last night, there is revenge and resentment to complain, anyway, Yang Wuji was heavily handcuffed, he should be the one who was beaten unilaterally.

The jailers didn't pay attention to him anymore, and there were many problems in the prison after the riot, and any one of them seemed to them more important than Yang Wuji, a waste wood who couldn't even scold people.

"Ahhh

Mo Xie's exaggerated scolding still echoed in the prison until the jailers walked far away.

"Well, it seems that I am not going to die. ”

When the jailers were all gone, Mo Xie stopped talking, and he looked stupid.

"People are inherently dead, and it is all due to luck. It's a matter of luck!"

Zhuge Wolong, sitting in the cleanest position in the cell with his hair all over his head, yawned as if he had just woken up.

However, Mo Xie knew that this product had actually been watching the show for a long time.

"Fortune ...... In this world, good people suffer, wicked people gain power, luck? What kind of fucking luck is this?"

Mo Ye leaned against the wall, his shackled hands slamming the ground and cursing like every disgruntled man.

"Brother Yang, don't be rude to Mr. Zhuge !"

The jailer didn't dare to say more or do more on the side of Ning Caichen, but at this moment he supported Mo Ye, in fact, Mo Ye's current posture against the wall was still Ning Caichen's help for him.

"Mr. Zhuge what?"

Mo Xie pretended not to know, he looked like he was going to continue scolding, and Ning Caichen reluctantly reported the old man's full name.

"This is Zhuge Wolong's old-timer!"

Ning Caichen whispered in Mo Ye's ear, with a little respect for Zhuge Wolong in his expression.

"Zhuge Wolong?!"

Acting has to play a full set, Mo Ye actually shouted out when he heard this name, but fortunately, Ning Caichen saw that the opportunity was wrong, and covered his mouth with his hand so that he didn't alarm the neighbors again.

"Shhhhh

It wasn't until the surprise in Mo Ye's eyes faded that Ning Caichen let go.

"How do you know he's Zhuge Wolong?"

Compared with those who heard the four words of 'Zhuge Wolong' and worshipped, Mo Xie felt that he should be more professional, but the object of his top bag this time had been a county magistrate before, and he could be regarded as having read some books, and people who read a lot always had to ask a few more 'why' when they encountered something, and then quote the scriptures, otherwise how could they be worthy of the title of 'reader'?

"Yo, yes, yes, young man, you are the first to hear the old man's name and dare to question it. ”

The story that happened tonight is indeed a bit exciting, whether it is Mo Xie's forbearance of 'more than a month of painstaking and lonely sawing the pillar with a rope', the sadness of everyone fighting for their way to survive and then losing miserably under the jailer's knife after the incident, or Mo Ye's last wit with the jailers after escaping with no way, each link is actually extremely wonderful to savor. At least, in this current world, in this small prison now, this is already a first-class wonderful story.

Zhuge Wolong decided to write it in his book, and at the same time, he became interested in Mo Ye, who had sparked this series of stories.

Tonight, he's going to say two words.