In the past few days, the arrest of Zhang Tong has troubled King Pingyang and also troubled me.

There is no doubt that Zhang Tong is a man whose bones are harder than iron, and those torture instruments can scare me into peeing my pants, but for him it is an itch. I have seen with my own eyes the scars on his body, thicker than the calluses on his hands, and the marks of various torture instruments.

He was originally the chief craftsman of the Yamen Staff Office under the command of the Shandong Metropolitan Command, and his skills in making and forging swords were the most profound, and it is said that he once made swords for the emperor. In places like the Scepter, corruption is a common thing, but it is very rare not to be corrupt, and Zhang Tong is the kind that is rare, so it is very unsociable.

As an important part of servile culture, gregariousness has been very important since ancient times, even in today's society, you must always adhere to principles and personality, unwilling to compromise and curry favor, first of all, the hat of "low emotional intelligence" is buttoned up to you, and then there are a lot of personal attacks such as selfishness, self-righteousness, and withdrawnness, until you dare not jump out again.

So the head craftsman was corrupt, the general banner was corrupt, and the hundred households were corrupt, and the commanders were also corrupt, but after checking, they were all fine, and Chief Craftsman Zhang became the only embezzler. It's so ridiculous, so absurd that he never dreamed that the black will become white, and the white will become black. How can you recognize such a sewage splash? Even if he was killed, he couldn't admit it. The resentment sustained him through one torture after another, and finally survived, like a dead man.

General Patton said that only those who are not afraid of death deserve to survive. I say that those who are not afraid of torture should be rescued.

Outside a tavern on East Street, a small, thin and yellow beggar sat against a pillar in front of the door. He raised his head and smirked at the diners who came and went, and occasionally exchanged for a copper plate or two, and then kowtowed in gratitude.

Xiao Dongzi, I know that you are not so lowly and cheap, you are born with the courage of a beast, and you also have the muscles and bones of a beast, you should have been able to break out of the world and establish a career, but you had no choice but to end up with a wagging tail and begging for mercy.

I don't know if I should let you continue to live like this, or give you a good chance to be a hero.

"Leper dog! I'm hiding here. ”

"Let go, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts......"

Yan Lang was like a vicious hyena, clutching my neck tightly and grinning fiercely.

"The king of Pingyang colluded with Qingfeng Village to kill the city gate, what else do you have to say about your grandmother?"

"What are you talking about! What the hell is this mess about me? ”

"Aren't you undercover? What is the details of the person we caught, tell me the truth, spare your dog's life, or see how I torture you to death. ”

I was thrown against the wall, and I was hit with a big bag on the door of my head.

"I've never seen this person in the palace."

"So what are you left for?"

Before the words fell, the cold Yanling knife had already pressed against my throat. I could feel the power on the blade, and it could penetrate my neck at any moment.

"Yan Zhutou, what is this for?" It was Wu Debiao who came out halfway to speak.

"It's a routine." Yan Lang put the knife away.

"With an official sword, it is majestic! But it's bullying and bullying honest people. ”

"If you're not honest, you can try it!"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm very honest. It's not honest! I'm afraid it's like the Spring Garden in Jinan Mansion, but even the official dares to fight! After the fight, he was thrown directly into the government prison......"

"Shut up! …… Who the fuck do you think you are! Won't you pretend to be a grandson? I'll see how you put it on this time. ”

Yan Lang gritted his teeth with hatred, and his muscles soared, but he was helpless and left with a scolding.

"Is that him?"

Glancing at Xiao Dongzi, I didn't answer Wu Debiao's words. He was the little beggar who climbed over the wall and entered the prison last time and spoke for the thin monkey.

Master Zhang must be saved, but Xiao Dongzi should not be involved, I am very conflicted.

Seeing Xiao Dongzi, the prince said excitedly: "Now is a momentary moment, and there is no room for so many worries." As long as you can bring people into the prison and rescue Master Zhang, I can meet any conditions. ”

"I want five hundred taels of silver."

"Five hundred taels! Why? ”

"To buy land, we Huazi want to buy land, and if we have land to plant, we don't have to be beggars anymore."

The prince's face was full of surprise, and after a short silence, he replied, "Okay, after the matter is completed, I will give you a thousand taels." ”

In this prison robbery, the prince transferred the masters of Qingfeng Village, except for Wu Debiao, there were no people from the palace. First, because these people are really powerful, and second, even if there is a mistake, it will not directly implicate the palace.

At first, the prince did not agree with me to go. He thought I was a "waste", and it was very likely that I was scared to pee on the spot, not only could I not help much, but I may have missed a big thing.

But I insisted on going, because I couldn't worry about Xiaodongzi.

There is a gap hidden in the back wall of the palace, and if no one points it out, it may not be found even if it is walked around all night.

Xiao Dongzi was the first to flip in, and I followed.

There were guards in the palace, and my heart was beating hard. He seemed to sense my nervousness and smiled back at me from time to time, revealing his two playful front teeth.

Wu Debiao and the people from Qingfeng Village all came in, holding short crossbows, long knives, and bombs in their hands. I made the bombs improvised, modeled after the detonators on the construction site.

Passing through an open field, we regrouped in the corner of our cell. At this time, Xiao Dongzi climbed up along the smooth wall, like a light gecko.

He looked through the air holes of the prison, and could not see anything clearly except for a few dim oil lamps, so naturally he could not determine whether Zhang Tong was inside, and where it was.

Just when we were at a loss, there was a sound of talking in the compound.

I poked my head out of the corner of the wall and saw Yan Lang walking over with four or five catchers, and my heart suddenly rose to my throat. Fortunately, they went straight into the cell and didn't turn to this side, otherwise they would have met in a narrow way.

Yan Lang came to interrogate the prisoner, and it was none other than Zhang Tong.

The two catchers quickly set up the tongs and tied them to the cross stake with iron chains. Yan Lang first picked up the whip soaked in salt water and waved it fiercely. The whip struck the person with a shrill sound, as if something had cracked. Then, he picked up the red-baked soldering iron in the stove, walked up to Zhang Tong and gestured, and suddenly let out a string of cold laughter.

Xiao Dongzi, who was already stunned, was shocked by this terrifying laughter, and his hands and feet fell off the wall with a weak hand.

"Who?"

With Yan Lang's shout, the prisoners and jailers rushed out.

We have nowhere to hide, and killing is the only option.