"Oh, is it?" the young officer raised his eyebrows.

"Boss Duck also asked me to prepare a small gift for you, sir. The long-faced man quietly stuffed a bulging money bag over: "It's a small meaning, it's not a respect." ”

The young officer took the money bag and shook it with his hand before saying, "This is a silver coin, right?"

"Yes, sir, you are really amazing, you can guess it at once. The long-faced man smiled.

"Don't talk nonsense, just say anything!" said the young officer, "I still understand the truth of taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others." ”

"Then, then I'll be blunt, I want to ask, what crime will Nalan Xingtian be sentenced to in the end?" asked the long-faced man.

"Well, let me think about it. The young officer touched his forehead with his hand: "Attempted murder, generally speaking, even if it is a death sentence, it is not too much, but the person named Nalan Xingtian is still young and still a teenager, I think, at most, he can only be sentenced to exile or something." ”

"Boss Duck is so badly injured, it's too cheap for that kid. The long-faced man said indignantly.

"Oh. The young officer asked, "How is Duck doing now?"

"Duck...... Boss Duck is bad. The long-faced man said, "He let that kid stab him, and now he is still lying on the bed, unable to get up." ”

"Haha......" The young officer laughed: "I didn't expect that Dak, who is in a lot of trouble on weekdays, will have today! ”

"You ......" The long-faced man was a little angry, but he couldn't attack in front of this person, so he had to endure it.

"So, what do you mean by Dark?" asked the young officer.

"Boss Dak means ......" The long-faced man attached to the young officer's ear, and said in a low voice, "I want to ask the chief to help me get rid of Nalan Xingtian when he was in exile." ”

After hearing this, the young officer smiled coldly: "Do you think that a person's life is only worth a bag of silver coins?"

"Then ......" The long-faced man was a little anxious, he took out a money bag from his pocket and stuffed it into the young officer's hand, before he said, "I think this bag should be enough!"

The young officer took the money bag, and his hand was very heavy, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

The long-faced man said, "The weight of twenty gold coins should be worth anything." ”

"Hmph. The young officer snorted coldly: "Do you know what will happen if the matter is revealed?"

"This ......" the long-faced man looked embarrassed.

"When the time comes, not only you and me, but even Darker will be implicated. The young officer accentuated: "Do you want that?"

"But, Boss Dark, he'......" The long-faced man's tone was a little hesitant.

"For this, don't worry, I'll give Duck a satisfactory answer. Said the young officer.

"Well, with your words, I am much more relieved. The long-faced man finally showed a rare smile.

"I'm going to send him to a far, far away place and let him know what hell is. The young Jun Guang looked at Nalan Xingtian, who was being held in front of him, and said in a low voice.

Nalan Xingtian was escorted by the soldiers through the streets, walked a long, long distance, and came to a prison, everything in the prison seemed to be black, the soldiers in black coats patrolled back and forth, the black and dense black walls, the black shiny long whip, the locked black shackles and shackles, the whole prison was filled with a gray color.

Nalan Xingtian was escorted to a very dark basement, and the leading soldier took the key from his waist and opened the heavy iron door, making a whining sound, accompanied by countless curses and roars.

"There seem to be a lot of people in this basement, are they also prisoners?" Nalan thought to himself.

"What are you doing, you bastard, go in!" the soldier who led the way kicked Nalan Xingtian in.

The chains on his feet and hands made Nalan Xingtian's center of gravity unstable, and he stumbled into the door and fell to the ground.

The heavy iron door made a loud noise, and the iron door slowly closed again, and the light was reduced little by little until it was dark.

The originally noisy basement suddenly fell silent, and Nalan Xingtian heard a murky wheezing sound in the basement.

"Another guy here, haha, one more person. A voice gloated.

"Are you prisoners too?" asked Nalan in a low voice.

"It seems to be a chick, and I don't know which nobleman I offended to come here. Another voice said.

A voice sounded in the darkness: "Tell you the truth! This is a place where the most vicious criminals are held, and all the people will be enslaved and sent to a gold mine on the border of Cincinnati, and the fate of everyone here will be the same, including you, of course." ”

Nalan Xingtian was silent, and in the silent basement, a low sigh was followed by silence, and the darkness in the basement that could not be reached and fingerless also foreshadowed the fate of everyone in the basement.

Nalan Xingtian also gradually adapted to the darkness in the basement, except for eating the prison food sent by the jailer every day, no one entered or left, and the people in the basement saw the light of the iron door open, and one by one they would curse and roar at the iron door like wild horses that had been unleashed.

Day after day, in this dark world, I don't know how many days and nights have passed.

In this dark world, Nalan Xingtian just recalls his past over and over again, remembering sweet, painful and sad, warm and moving, and angry...... Bit by bit, he felt confused about his future fate.

Until one day, the door in the basement was reopened. This time, it was not like the slight gap that was opened when the prison food was delivered on weekdays, but it was completely opened, and the sudden bright light made Nalan Xingtian, who was accustomed to darkness in this basement, feel dazzling, and he couldn't open his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes, barely adjusting to the sudden brightness, and opened them slightly.

He saw one soldier after another, all with swords at their waists and black whips in their hands.

"Is it finally here?" Nalan Xingtian muttered.

The slaves in the basement were put back in new shackles and shackled out one by one by the soldiers.

The faces of the slaves were full of numbness and godlessness, as if they had given up on the last struggle for their future.

Nalan Xingtian was also taken into custody, and with the long procession, the queue rushed out.

The slaves were taken out of the black prison and out of it. Outside the prison, the sky is blue and the grass is blue, the clouds are white and the wind is clear, and the sun is unusually bright, which is a rare good weather.

Nalan Xingtian took a deep breath of the fresh air of the outside world, exhaled the depression in his heart in the basement for many days, and felt a burst of refreshment.

At the front of the slave procession came a young officer who stood tall, and Nalan Xingtian recognized that it was the officer who had come to the shop to arrest him that day.