"Look at your bear-like, a thin scholar scared you like this, tied them up, and took them to the yamen." A big man grabbed Guo Jia with one hand like a chicken, then threw it back, looked at the officers and soldiers behind him and said proudly.

This man is a local head catcher, who handles cases all the year round, looking at Guo Jia wearing a Confucian shirt, and being so thin, after hearing the answer of the Xunfu family just now, he took advantage of his distraction moment, and put Guo Jia to the ground with a stick.

"No need, just take it to prison." An old man who watched the excitement said after taking a few steps forward with his hands behind his back.

"It turned out to be Mr. Kong Ming, and he was brought back to the prison directly, and the small one is not easy to explain to the county order?" The shopkeeper looked at the person and asked a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Kong Ming, what do you think of this?" The shopkeeper glanced at the old man who was thinking about it again and asked again.

"Do what I say, the county order, I'll go and say, don't worry." The old man said again.

If Guo Jia is not in a coma at the moment, he will definitely be puzzled, Kong Ming is Zhuge Liang's word, just look at his age, you know, it is definitely not Zhuge Liang.

"Well, well." Although the shopkeeper was a little helpless, he still obeyed the old man's orders.

After the head catcher dispersed the crowd, his messenger carried Guo Jia to the cell, and the old man followed them leisurely.

After arriving at the cell, one of the escorted officers in the novel YBDU looked at the old man who had just written Kong Ming and asked, "Sir, which cell do you see you are taking into?" ”

The old man thought for a moment and said, "Throw it on death row." ”

The old man took a few ingots of silver into his bosom and threw them at the servant, and then said, "Catch your head and let him take you to the bar." ”

The faces of those people were happy, and they thanked them repeatedly, and after throwing Guo Jia on death row, they thanked the old man and left.

"This kid also killed someone, it's kind of interesting." The old man touched his long beard and smiled.

Thinking that Guo Jia had been locked up with those wolf-like murderers, the old man felt a little uneasy in his heart, walked to the cell and looked around, looked at a tall and rough-looking death row inmate, and said: "Wang Dali, a new kid who came in, don't let me die, or you will wait for me to clean you up." ”

When the burly man named Wang Dali heard what the old man said, he hurriedly spoke: "Cell leader, if you speak, I will do it, but can you let the brothers eat something dry, there are already a few brothers who are about to be unable to hold on." ”

"Okay, I'll talk to the county magistrate when I go back." The old man replied.

As soon as they heard this, the prisoners on death row had a happy face on their faces and hurriedly thanked them.

As soon as Wang Dali heard this, he hurriedly got up and walked to the fence, grabbed the fence with both hands, and began to say: "Cell boss, can you enjoy some wine and drink, my brothers have talked about birds in their mouths." ”

"Fuck off, you still have to inch in, in the ink, you don't want to eat dry." The old man scolded.

"Don't, don't, cell boss, I know it's wrong, I know it's wrong." The man named Wang Dali hurriedly explained.

"Okay, if there's nothing else to do, get out of here, I'll go first, remember, don't let me die." The old man with the word Kong Ming threw down this sentence and brushed his sleeves away.

"Brother Li, who is this kid, who can let the cell boss take care of him like this, so can we still deal with him?" A death row prisoner approached Wang Dali's side and asked.

"Whatever, don't die anyway, the cell boss is not simple, the county commander has to give three points of face when he sees him, he is saying, he will take care of our brothers for so long." Wang replied vigorously.

"Okay, Brother Li, little brother understands."

"Brothers, Brother Li has spoken, just don't die, hold a trial, and wake up this kid for me."

As soon as they heard this, these idle death row inmates in the prison became lively, and they all gathered around Guo Jia, and one of the death row inmates went up and kicked Guo Jia in the ribs.

……

The sharp pain from the ribs, the stimulated Guo Jia came to his senses, Guo Jia held the ground with both hands and wanted to get up, but there was a strong force on his buttocks, and Guo Jia hit the ground again, Guo Jia looked back, this is over.

I saw more than 20 big men in the middle of Guo Jia, and the vicious eyes made Guo Jia almost pee his pants.

Guo Jiayi looked at the situation, hurriedly climbed back a few steps, and asked: "Heroes, heroes, don't do it, even if you die, you have to let the little brother die to understand?" ”

"Damn, this is death row, you understand this death." Wang replied vigorously.

Wang Dali looked at Guo Jia's frightened appearance, rubbed his fist again, and asked with a wicked smile: "Brother, tell me, how did you get in?" ”

Guo Jia's eyes are many thieves, and he can see at a glance that this person who is talking to him must be the boss of this group of people, and hurriedly replied: "This hero, this hero, since he has entered the death row, then we are a family, and we are also heroes, we can't fight in the nest, as the saying goes, a hundred years of cultivation can be crossed by the same boat, and a thousand years of cultivation can be piled together, and it is fate that we can be in a cell." ”

"Damn, don't fucking say those useless, and say what happened to you." Wang Dali said after kicking Guo Jia.

Guo Jia had already looked around just now, knowing that this person was not lying to himself, it seemed that it should be a prison, watching Wang Dali kick him, Guo Jia didn't dare to hide, and was firmly kicked on the shoulder by Wang Dali's kick.

Guo Jia was thinking quickly in his heart at this time, recalling that he was stunned at the door of Xun Yu's house, he should have been arrested, and he killed to pay for his life, and he didn't run away, but even if he died, he couldn't be bullied like this before he died, he had to fool these death row prisoners, at least he could suffer less flesh and skin, and then find a chance to get out is the best policy.

After thinking of these, Guo Jia showed his actor-like acting skills again, and sighed helplessly before saying: "Heroes, you heroes don't know, the younger brother is really wronged, the younger brother was originally a student in Yingchuan Academy, just today, I made an appointment with my friend Xun Yu Xun Wenruo to discuss something, and met the son of a squire on the way, since he was molesting a woman from a good family in broad daylight." ”

"How can the younger brother tolerate these squires who are rich, so lawless, molesting women from good families on the street, although I don't know that girl, but if it is your sister-in-law, it is your daughter-in-law who is molested?"

"The so-called roar when the road is uneven, and when it is time to shoot, it is within the responsibility of chivalrous people of my generation, heroes, are you right?"

When this group of death row inmates heard Guo Jia's question, they said yes loudly, completely forgetting that Guo Jia was being interrogated by them.