Chapter 205: Injuries (4)

The moment the iron rod was inserted into Mo Xiaosheng's waist, Mo Xiaosheng grabbed the assassin's wrist and flew up and kicked the assassin in the abdomen, the assassin screamed and lay on the ground, Mo Xiaosheng also took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

"Your grandmother's, I'll kill you." Feng Han howled and pounced on the hob meat.

"Look for death." The other thugs of the hob meat rushed towards Feng Han.

Hob Meat was shocked and yelled: "Stop, save people first." "Shout both sides in time.

The assassination of Mo Xiaosheng was arranged by him in advance, and his original plan was that if he was not Mo Xiaosheng's opponent, he would let this person named Wang Mao assassinate him.

He never expected that he and Mo Xiaosheng had reached an agreement in private, and the two sides would stop. But he forgot to understand Wang Mao and asked Wang Mao to stop the assassination. Now Mo Xiaosheng is lying on the ground, not knowing whether he is dead or alive, and he doesn't know how to end?

The beard was stunned and then retreated, his brow furrowed thoughtfully.

Xu Zidao crawled to Mo Xiaosheng's side, crying and grabbing the ground: "Lang Lang Qiankun, blue sky and white sun, you are so blatant to kill, what is the reason?" ”

"Killing people in prison, this is going to riot." The warden smiled grimly.

"What is this not a riot? Gather crowds to fight, commit murder and murder. Now they are together again to conspire, and it seems that there is a bigger conspiracy. Warden, it's time to act. The guard, Ngawang, grinned, and thought to himself that his future was secure, because the warden had promised him.

Yesterday, after the warden was reprimanded by Tanino Taki. Although he was obedient to Tanino on the surface, he was extremely annoyed in his heart.

This prison was originally owned by the Shenyang Police Department, and after the Japanese occupied Shenyang, this prison was occupied by the Japanese military police and became the Chengbei Prison of the Military Police.

In order to continue his power, the warden sent money up and down to the arms of the Japanese, so as to keep his position in Chengbei Prison.

The warden of Chengbei Prison was a Japanese soldier, he did not understand the management of the prison, and all the things were handed over to the warden, and he was only busy with military affairs, and the warden became the real king of the prison.

The warden is a self-righteous person who will repay him, since there is a prisoner who embarrasses him, the king of the prison, and dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head, he will come out no matter what.

He thought about it again and again, and a poisonous plan came to his mind. He ordered the guards to call Ah Wang, the leader of the prison guard group, and told him to let Hob Meat fight with Mo Xiaosheng again tomorrow, preferably in a group beating.

Ngawang didn't know what to do: "Group fighting? Wouldn't it be over if I arranged for a brother to do 619 directly? Why bother to mobilize the people? ”

"Ignorance." The warden took a cigarette from the cigarette case, put it in his mouth, and took out another one and handed it to Ngawang.

Ngawang took it with flattered hands and respectfully lit a cigarette for the warden: "The little one is indeed ignorant and ignorant, please give the warden advice." ”

The warden took a hard sip and closed his eyes with great enjoyment: "619 is a key criminal of the Japanese, if he dies, the Japanese will definitely track him down." They found out that you arranged for someone to do it, do you still want to live? ”

Ngawang broke out in a cold sweat: "Yes, yes, that's true, thank you for the warden." But let the hob meat find a crowd to beat, it may not be able to kill 619, this kid is good, three or five people can't get close, it's not easy to do. ”

"The brothers' guns have been useless for a long time and are about to rust. Tomorrow, let them practice their marksmanship when the prisoners riot, so that they can help you kill people and kill people. The warden leaned back and took a big puff of his cigarette, and in the smoke he looked like a hideous devil.

"Awang, you've been sitting for a long time, it's time for a change of place. The position of the head of the logistics section has been vacant, and after you do all this, you will be the head of the logistics section, and you will wait to make a fortune in the future. The warden threw a very tempting bait at Ngawang.

There was a pie in the sky, Ngawang never imagined that such a good thing would happen, he nodded excitedly, and said repeatedly: "Thank you for the warden for cultivating, thank you for the warden for cultivating." ”

"Alright, you go down and set it up. You have to tell your brothers, your eyeliner reports, someone is organizing a riot in the form of a fight, and tomorrow he will be on duty with a gun, waiting for your orders. The warden squeezed out the cigarette in the ashtray and waved his hand to Ngawang: "Go, remember that the curse comes from the mouth, and don't get burned." ”

Ngawang nodded: "Yes, yes." I know, I know. ”

As soon as Ngawang left, the warden called out to his guards: "Tomorrow when the gun goes out, I will do him." Don't leave the handle, keep it clean. ”

The guard's eyes shot murderous aura, and he nodded vigorously, he was just about to leave, but the warden shouted to him again: "Oh yes, Nian Chunhua is Gu Ye's eyeliner, tomorrow you arrange the infirmary and inform him to go to the infirmary to change the dressing." If he was killed by mistake, it would be difficult to explain. ”

The guards are gone, the warden thought, everything is so perfect, so seamless, he shook his head, and laughed: "All dead, there is no proof of death, no matter how powerful Gu Ye is, I don't believe he can make the dead speak." ”

He stood up and proudly sang the two-person turn: "It's the New Year in the first month--"

Ngawang, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, not only arranged tomorrow's tasks for the guards in detail according to the warden's will, but also ran to the hob meat to pick up the hob meat, and organized a group beating tomorrow to kill Mo Xiaosheng. also swore that he would help Hob Meat find a substitute for the dead ghost and bear the charge of Hob Meat.

"Go ahead." The warden stood at the doorway of his office, looking at the prisoners gathered in a circle. Although this was very different from his original plan, when the prisoners got together, he could treat it as a precursor to a riot.

Ngawang was ordered to leave, and the warden looked at the watchtower on the prison wall and thought angrily: "If it weren't for the Japanese soldiers in the watchtower, why would Lao Tzu go to such great troubles." ”

There was a bouquet of snow-white white lilies on the table in the infirmary, which was specially prepared for Yalan, who was changing the medicine for Nian Chunhua, she was looking forward to meeting Mo Xiaosheng, and she was also closely watching Mo Xiaosheng in the prison playground.

Suddenly, she didn't expect it, the hand that changed Nian Chunhua's dressing not only shook, but also forcibly tore off the bandage on Nian Chunhua's wound.

Nian Chunhua screamed: "Are you killing someone or changing the medicine?" ”

Yalan was anxious in his heart, and roared angrily: "Death row prisoner, what about killing? ”

She saw Ngawang walking towards the guards, which was not a good sign. She had a premonition that Mo Xiaosheng would be destroyed, but she was helpless.