"Alas, Lao Tzu wants to resign and quit, this is still the life of people, why are they here again. A guardian shrugged his eyes, looking at the people with guns and sticks on the distant horizon, walking slowly towards them, and complained helplessly.

Because of a perfect speech by Sish last night, no one came to harass the dungeon last night.

But the more calm it was, the more the chief of the squire who was still hiding in the dungeon, and the fundamentally weak nerves of the guards were tightened more and more.

Last night, they were all in full array, and all the troops on the eighth floor were transferred, including the fort, the horse-head wall, the main gate, the side gate, and the back door.

For fear that these thugs would turn their guns directly and not come to the main entrance, they would secretly turn a corner and go to other places, such as the back door where the defense was weakest before, to attack the dungeon.

This is not the most important thing, the fear is that in the midst of the riot, the other prisoners in the dungeon will also be released by them.

At that time, with these people, even if they add the city government soldiers, I am afraid they will not be able to control the field.

A quiet and terrifying atmosphere on the eve of a storm has been haunting the hearts of all vigil guards.

Let them feel afraid, make them feel hopeless, afraid of the other party's arrival, and afraid that the other party will not come.

This kind of contradictory thoughts, all the people who have been tormenting, so that they do not dare to slack off for a moment, just one night, they did not wait for the arrival of the believers, did not have the opportunity to participate in any battle, but time to grind them into a tired lying dog in their respective posts.

When Sish really came, the guards were shaking even with their hands holding weapons.

"Chongya", Xishi's footsteps suddenly paused, and the steel fork in his hand swung forward violently.

Forty or so peasants rushed up together.

"Hurry up, hurry up, go pull the alarm bell," the squad leader turned around in a hurry, facing a guard who was still dozing off.

Then, he rushed forward with the other guards who had arranged at the back door.

But they had barely spread their feet and ran two steps, when they suddenly heard Sish shouting.

"Let's rest for a while, don't worry, we haven't had breakfast yet, we're doing things after breakfast first!!"

Come on, it's a familiar trick again, everyone immediately put down the weapons in their hands, and the people behind them carried a few cauldrons, slaughtered a pig from the Golden Cicada Temple, and threw it into these cauldrons.

Ten minutes later, a refreshing smell of flesh wafted into the noses of all the guards with a gust of wind.

With a smile on the corner of their mouths, they were unconvinced and took out two black wheat lumps from the small pouch around their waists.

This kind of pimple is mainly a dry food made of coarse grains and wheat kneaded into flour.

The characteristic is that it is hard, it tastes like a special toothache, and it is particularly bitter, and the only benefit is that it is full.

I didn't feel how unpalatable this kind of thing was, but seeing that the group of people on the other side were eating pork with a delicious taste, the smell of meat wafted into their noses.

The guards were so hateful that their teeth trembled, and they never understood who came up with such a damaging move.

If you know about it, you must hang him up and beat him up, and beat it out.

But it's useless to just think about it! They still have to stick to their posts and suffer hard torture all the time.

They were abused to the point that they were already numb, and before they knew it, another two days passed.

These two days seemed like a century had passed for the Guardians and the Chief.

Chief Sikou doesn't want to care about the William family anymore, what interests are there, where does this troublemaker come from, he will give Lao Tzu where to go, and whoever he loves will fix him, anyway, he himself doesn't plan to care.

And the Security Bureau is not only an institution of the dungeon, the rest of the institutions still need him to come, but because the door is blocked by people, he can't get out at all.

At first, the chief didn't want to report his work to the city lord, so he didn't keep up with the head to say hello a few days ago, but then the phone line was actually cut by someone, and his mobile phone had no signal because he was in a distant neighborhood.

Therefore, the city prison has not received the help of reinforcements for a long time, and by the time he wants to send people to break out of the siege and get in touch with the outside, the guards of the defense have long been unable to climb up.

The remaining guards are responsible for maintaining order in the dungeon, and cannot be removed for breakout purposes.

All in all, the chief is now in a dilemma.

And Yixiu is in the dungeon, extremely happy all day long, the original dungeon Yiba Cairen brother didn't do anything all day, just took a copy of "Licking the Dog's Self-cultivation" to study desperately, and the tricks in it were also used to tie up a rest, which made the chief of the dungeon so angry that he almost burped and ascended to heaven!

But the more this happened, the more the chief felt that if he could get this matter done, the benefits of urgency would be greater.

A forgotten letter from seven days ago was the straw that crushed him.

The letter was mixed in an external opinion storage box and placed in the warehouse, and it was discovered by accident for a few hours when a maid who was in charge of tidying up the newly built warehouse was tidying up.

The tiger head seal belonging to the Percy family was stamped on it, and the maid jumped at the end, and immediately ran to the office of the chief of the court, and handed him the letter.

When he opened the letter, the chief meowed a little, and the next moment his face turned green.

I saw a beautiful ribbon in the envelope, on which it was written that the envoy of Count Percy Gattuso would come to Rock Fire City on December 26 for a private visit to record the development process in the city-state and other items, including law and order. ”

After reading this letter, the two pairs of eyes of the chief of Si Kou had already turned blood-red, and he made a gesture to wipe his neck with a guard on the side.

Directly frightened, the maid knelt on the place with a puff, crawled to the feet of the chief of the squire, hugged her trouser leg and begged him to forgive him for his stupid mistake.

But in the end, the maid was dragged out by two cold-faced guards.

After these people left, in the somewhat gloomy office, only the chief of the secretary was left, he kept banging on the table, racking his brains to solve the dilemma in front of him, and praying that the untouchables would not find out about the arrival of the messenger group.

But the sky didn't go his way, and ten minutes later, Humpty Dumpty came running over to him out of breath and said to him.

"Genus, genus, genus, genus, down, worship, worship, worship. ”

Chief Si Kou didn't have the patience to listen to this big stutter for a long time, and said coldly. "Nonsense to the point. ”

Humpty Dumpty was stunned for a moment, and three nouns popped out of his mouth.

Door! Something Happens! Sue Down!

Chief Si Ko's expression collapsed instantly, and after nearly ten minutes, Si Ko Chang dragged his tired body and finally ran to the gate panting.

At this moment, outside the dungeon gate, those familiar faces were still standing.

But this time, they had two more banners in their hands.

The banner on the left hand side of the chief of the department reads: The Security Bureau colludes with the nobles, ignores the king's law, and frames good people for profit.

On the right-hand side it is simply and crudely written: We are going to sue the emissaries of Count Parcy Gattuso.

The story is not over to be continued