"Who's Biaozi?"

Li Changhuan appeared at the gate of the courtyard, stared at a man with a bunch of keys hanging from his waist, and asked knowingly.

At this time, several people looked back at the gate, and Biaozi was one of them.

I saw Biao Zi sweep his cold eyes, and his nostrils turned to the sky and said, "What are you looking for Lao Tzu?" ”

Li Changhuan said with a smile: "It turns out that the little brother is Biaozi, it's not me looking for it, it's the adults inside who are looking for it, so the little brother should hurry in." ”

Biao Zi looked suspicious and asked, "What is Lord Fan looking for me?" ”

"I don't know, he only asked me to call you." Li Changhuan replied.

Before Biao Zi could speak, the black-faced man on the side had a fixed look in his eyes, and leaned into Biao Zi's ear and whispered a few words.

The black-faced man's voice was so small that ordinary people couldn't hear what he was saying unless they got close.

However, Li Changhuan is not an ordinary person, and as soon as he saw his ears move, he put the conversation of the black-faced man in his ears word for word.

"Lord Fan has been in for so long and hasn't come out, it's not necessarily a good thing to call you in at this time, I heard the prisoner screaming inside before, and suddenly there was no movement at all, in my opinion, eighty percent was tortured to death by Lord Fan!"

"What do you mean?"

"I think Lord Fan asked you to go in at this time, it is very likely that he will not be well-intentioned, and he wants you to go in to clean up the mess, and it is even possible that you will be a substitute for the dead!"

"Thieves kill talents!"

"Don't get excited, I'll accompany you in later, if Lord Fan dares to wronged you, I'll help you testify!"

"Good brother, Lao Zhang, I really didn't misread you!"

……

Li Changhuan quietly glanced at the black-faced man, there was no flaw on his face, but he secretly felt tricky in his heart.

His original plan was to get into the cell and kill him, taking the key from him at the same time.

However, the plan could not keep up with the change, and at this time, it was one more person who stepped in.

Do you want to kill this old Zhang piece?

When Li Changhuan was secretly thinking about it, Biao Zi and the black-faced man had already moved, and the two walked side by side towards the courtyard.

Li Changhuan quietly followed, and he was about to enter the cell.

The black-faced man suddenly stopped and turned back and asked, "What are you doing with us?" ”

Li Changhuan's face did not change and said, "I forgot to take the lunch box." ”

The black-faced man let out an "oh", glanced at Li Changhuan deeply, didn't ask anything, turned around and entered the cell with Biaozi.

Li Changhuan could see that this black-faced man was very alert, even if he thought that he had not shown any flaws, it still aroused the suspicion of the other party.

"It looks like we'll have to take this person down for a while!"

Li Changhuan secretly made up his mind in his heart and followed them into the cell.

In the cell.

As soon as Biaozi entered, he saw blood all over the ground, and then he saw that the prisoner was motionless and chained, as if he would not move at all.

Seeing that Lord Fan had his back to them and beckoned, as if to signal them to pass.

"Lord Fan......"

As soon as Biaozi spoke, he was interrupted, and the steps he had just taken stopped in.

He was interrupted by a black-faced man.

I saw the black-faced man stretching out his hand to hold Biao Zi, and said in a low voice: "Don't go over, it's weird!" ”

Biaozi's face tightened, and he was about to ask what was strange, but he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He couldn't help but look back, only to see a clenched fist smashed head-on, menacing!

"Beware!"

The black-faced man reminded him, but he was a beat slower, and Biaozi was punched on the front door, and he was beaten on the spot, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

Li Changhuan sneaked up from behind and knocked down Biaozi with a punch, and he didn't plan to stop, he picked up his fist and slammed the black-faced man without saying a word.

The black-faced man saw the move, and retreated step by step, although he was suppressed by Li Changhuan, he also stubbornly resisted all the offensives.

Li Changhuan let out a "huh", obviously surprised by the other party's skills, but he didn't stop, but made a more violent and faster move, and the raindrop-like fists and feet were like a torrential rain, all of which were greeted by the black-faced man.

Under the fierce attack, the black-faced man did not fall, and stubbornly persevered until Biaozi stood up again.

Biao Zi is also a ruthless person, regardless of the buzzing of his head, he shook his head vigorously, then pulled out the knife from the sheath, and slashed at the back of Li Changhuan's heart without saying a word.

Crunch time.

A cold light struck, and when I looked closely, the cold light was actually covering the vital point of Biaozi, and Biaozi, who was bent on killing, didn't notice it at all.

When Biaozi reacted, he found that he had somehow flown up to the ceiling at the top of the eaves.

In mid-air, he seemed to lose control, and under the force of gravity, he fell to the ground fiercely, and then rolled away like a ball.

Rolling into the corner, he suddenly realized that the figure of the headless man in front of him looked so familiar?

He tried to speak, but couldn't say a word.

"Biaozi!"

The black-faced man was shocked, and while shouting, he saw the murderer's face and said in surprise: "You are not Lord Fan!" ”

The "Lord Fan" smiled coldly, he was quite proud, but when he heard the "hiss", his clothes were torn.

At the same time, Li Changhuan took advantage of the black-faced man's distraction to grab his flaws in one fell swoop, and knocked him to the ground with three punches and two kicks.

"Who are you?"

The black-faced man fell to the ground and asked, clutching his chest.

"Lord Fan" had already taken off his tattered clothes at this time, walked in front of the black-faced man in two steps, raised his long knife, and sneered: "Lao Tzu's name is Shi Huaiyi, you go to report to Lord Yama, don't forget to tell him who killed you!" ”

The black-faced man closed his eyes in despair, but after a while, the pain did not come.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the bearded man had stopped Shi Huaiyi.

After Li Changhuan stopped Shi Huaiyi, he spoke: "Don't be in a hurry to kill him first, I'll ask about the situation." ”

"If you want to kill, you will kill, I have nothing to say!" The black-faced man said coldly.

Li Changhuan said lightly: "It's not easy to die, it's not easy to give you a knife, the difficult thing is how to survive in the realm of death, you dare to say that you don't want to live at all in your heart?" ”

The black-faced man frowned and said, "What exactly do you want to say?" ”

Li Changhuan smiled and said, "It's very simple, I just want to know, who are the people imprisoned here, Yang Su sent so many people to guard them tightly, there must be some people with great backgrounds here, right?" ”

The black-faced man said, "Did I say it, you just let me go?" ”

"What do you think?" Li Changhuan said ambiguously.

The black-faced man sighed and said slowly: "Actually, it doesn't hurt to tell you, I've been a guard here for more than half a year, and I've basically seen all the prisoners here, they all have one thing in common, they have a grudge against Yang, and it's not a small feud, it's a feud between life and death, and an enmity that doesn't share the sky!" ”