Xue Huaili instructed Zhang Qing and Wei Tong to send Ling Feng to the prison of the Hangzhou prefect's yamen, while he took the others to escort Qi Hongtai's prisoner car back to the barracks. It seems that Qi Hongtai is going to be engaged in military justice.

Zhang Qing and Weitong threw Ling Feng into the prison of the Hangzhou prefect's yamen, explained the situation to the officials and cell heads, handled the handover, and then returned to the camp to resume his life.

In the cell of the Hangzhou prefect's yamen, cell leader Zhang Jia instructed the two jailers: "This is a key prisoner captured by the military, let's take care of it!" With that, he took a bunch of keys from the wall and led the way deeper into the cell. The two jailers followed behind Ling Feng. Everywhere I passed, I heard from other cells from time to time: "My lord, you have been wronged...... Let me go out ......" voice. Eventually, Ling Feng was taken to a single cell at the innermost end. This cell is far away from the other cells, and it is relatively independent and quiet. The floor of the cell was covered with dead grass, there was a toilet in the corner, and nothing else.

Ling Feng was still heavily on the dry grass, Zhang Jia locked the cell door, greeted him, and went with the two jailers. Moonlight poured into the cell through the only window in the cell and onto Ling Feng's body. Under the moonlight, Ling Feng slowly stood up with his hands on the ground and moved his limbs. Yesterday's whipping did not cause damage to Ling Feng's bones and tendons, and after last night's rest, he was already five or six years better. However, after a day in the prison car today, he still felt soreness all over his body, especially the skin on his neck was worn off. I probably moved a little bit and felt much better. I subconsciously touched my neck again, and found that it was not as bad as I imagined. In fact, this is all the true qi that the empty monk infused into his body is working. Otherwise, he might have only half a life left. However, if it weren't for the fact that Ling Feng's body didn't reject this true qi, this true qi wouldn't be so "like a fish in water" in his body now.

Ling Feng walked to the wall and leaned against the wall to close his eyes. A figure flashed in his mind, Huang San, Qi Hongtai, and Xue Huaili ......, thinking about what these people had done to him, he couldn't help but start thinking about the empty master and apprentice, they may be the best people for themselves in this era. Ling Feng secretly swore that as long as he could get away with it, he would definitely go back to find Kong to learn martial arts, and then kill these people who had brutally abused him. Of course, Ling Feng also knew in his heart that under the current situation, if he wanted to escape, he could only hope that a miracle would happen.

"Alas!" Ling Feng sighed. He finally realized how human rights could be trampled on in a society with an imperfect legal system. In the past, when he was a gangster, it was common for him to go to the police station. But after entering, as long as the matter is made clear, you should lose money and money, and you should be detained and detained, but you have never been beaten. Now, not only was he wronged, but he was beaten like this first without even giving him a chance to defend himself.

Just when Ling Feng was about to fall asleep in a daze, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in the silent prison, and Ling Feng opened his eyes alertly. The sound of footsteps stopped in front of Ling Feng's cell, followed by a lock sound, the door of the cell was opened, and Ling Feng subconsciously shrank into the corner. A jailer walked up to Ling Feng, put a tray full of food on the ground, and said, "This is what we are taking care of you with our heads, eat quickly!" With that, Ling Feng was not allowed to react, turned around and walked out of the cell, and locked the door.

Ling Feng looked at the food on the tray in wonder, there was a plate of braised vegetables, a roast chicken, a plate of steamed buns, and the best thing was that there was a pot of wine. Ling Feng hasn't eaten much these days, except for half of the dry food that the old man gave him, he ate two nests last night. Probably due to the physical devastation, Ling Feng didn't feel hungry. But at this time, seeing these delicacies, Ling Feng's stomach involuntarily screamed.

Ling Feng began to struggle inwardly, he thought, these things should not be poisonous, they are going to poison me. But after thinking about it again, why use poison to kill me, just one knife is over. Maybe they thought they had caught me wrong, and maybe they could compensate me. That's it, let's die, I'd rather be a full ghost. Thinking of this, Ling Feng couldn't care so much, he tore off a chicken leg with his right hand, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and picked up the wine jug with his left hand and poured it twice...... This is the first time that Ling Feng has been touched by meat in these days. After a while, Ling Feng swept away the wine and food on his plate.

Ling Feng wiped his oil-stained hands on his clothes, leaned comfortably against the wall, and closed his eyes. This is also the benefit of Ling Feng, what can't be solved, he won't think about it, if there is anything to talk about tomorrow, go to bed first! As the strength of the wine gradually rose, coupled with the fatigue of the day, Ling Feng gradually fell asleep.

At that time, Ling Feng had been asleep for about two or three hours, and was suddenly awakened by the sound of hurried footsteps in the cell, and there was more than one person listening to the sound. Before he could react to what was going on, a group of jailers, led by Zhang Jia, rushed into his cell and set him up without saying a word......

Ling Feng was taken to a torture chamber and tied to the cross as usual, only this time he took off his shirt. Since Ling Feng had already experienced all of this yesterday, he felt a little familiar.

Ling Fengxin said, the time to come has finally come! His grandfather's, it should be early in the morning, can't he come back during the day? You can't get a good night's sleep.

Actually, this is a trick that these cool officials use. Yesterday, they gave the prisoners a full meal and then a good night's sleep. When the day is about to dawn and the prisoners sleep most soundly, the prisoners are taken to the torture chamber for torture. One is to form a contrast, and the other is that at this time, people's will is relatively weak. Poor Ling Feng thought that yesterday's food was a compensation for him.

Cell leader Zhang Jia sat in front of Ling Feng, surrounded by four jailers.

Zhang Jia is in his thirties, of medium build, thin build, and has a blue face. The eyes are cold, the lips are thin, and the nose is hooked. has two mustaches, and looks like a bad ghost scholar. Coupled with the torture instruments in the room, Ling Feng broke out in a cold sweat when he saw it, saying that he was not afraid that it was fake.

Zhang Jia smiled at Ling Feng and said happily: "I, Zhang Jia, am the cell boss here. I like tough guys the most, and I hope my brother will not disappoint me. With that, he waved his hand at the jailers on both sides.