"Do you know who is locked up next to you?" After about a whole day, Wang Taiping took the initiative to come up again, and cheekily asked Wei Changpan, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner with a depressed expression.

Seeing that the half-grown man shook his head, Wang Taiping was very satisfied, and the conversation opened suddenly. The neighbor next door was wearing forty pounds of handcuffs, and his hands and feet were chained with fine iron chains the thickness of his wrists, making it difficult to stand up straight, let alone stand up and move.

The most chewy thing is that there is a patrol head and a foot soldier in the county stationed outside this class, although the official product is not in the stream, he is indeed a confidant of the county, and he has real skills, a patrol head who is said to be able to hit a cow with one punch, why do you stay in this place where birds don't all night long, do you think about it carefully?

According to some gossip from the yamen, this one who is separated by a wall, not to mention a hundred lives in his hands, slaughtered a large family in a nearby village and town half a year ago, and the old man was an infant child, and after the killing, he sat in the courtyard where the blood flowed until the east was white, and the surrounding hundreds of officers and soldiers watched all night! No one dared to step forward, and in the end the leader was in a hurry, saying that whoever could take down this person could take fifty taels of silver, and when this number increased to one hundred taels, only then did a recruit dare stepped forward and took a rope around twice, and saw that the blood-stained Jiang Yang thief still had no reaction, so he rushed up and took it down.

Wei Changpan hesitated for a moment, and the image of a cannibalistic demon appeared in his heart, and his face was a little pale even if he was not timid.

Wang Taiping is still chattering about himself, saying that the past of this Jiangyang thief, the court trial of eighty boards is still as stable as Mount Tai, angry to learn that the county lord threw out the shocking wood, teach the officials on both sides to fight hard, the officials changed three batches, even the board was discounted two, still indifferent, really can't think of a way, Qishan County magistrate, can only put the person who does not enter the oil and salt into the death row and strictly guard, just wait for the next autumn to ask for beheading.

The magistrate of Qishan County, who knows that this matter will have a great impact on his future evaluation, will force this matter down, otherwise this will cost dozens of lives, and there is no doubt that there will be a risk of losing his official hat, and the officials in the county are all secretive, but Wang Taiping and his ilk, the news is often the most well-informed, and it took me around and around I don't know how many times it took to reach the ears of this insignificant little person.

Mrs. Zhou, who heard Wang Taiping's words, couldn't wait to go up and tear his mouth, knowing that the Jiangyang thief was a man who regarded human life like a mustard, and he was still raising his voice here, really thinking that his life would not last?

Wang Taiping, who didn't notice it at all, swallowed his saliva, and wanted to add some more oil and vinegar, and Mrs. Zhou slapped it up, so that he quickly dodged it, Wang Taiping said angrily:

"You bad old woman is crazy, what are you doing beating me?"

Mrs. Zhou pointed to the wall next door, and Wang Taiping, who realized it later, hurriedly covered her troublesome mouth, dear mother, if you forget about people, you are only two or three feet away from you, if you kill like that day, you can pay it back?

The county squad room probably cut a lot of corners at the beginning, the walls were pitifully thin, and the slightly stronger man had cracks after a few punches, so that Wang Taiping had nothing to do every day and couldn't help worrying that he would be buried alive by this house that might fall one day before he could see the light of day.

tiptoed to the wall and listened to his ears for a long time, and found that there was no movement, Wang Taiping breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the straw.

As a first-floor martial artist, Wei Changpan's ears and eyes were sharper than ordinary people, and he heard two footsteps approaching, cheering up with hope.

It's just that the two jailers carrying rice buckets completely dispelled his thoughts, a bowl of broken rice and dried rice plus vegetable soup with a few old leaves floating are all the food, which makes Wei Changpan, who has a really large amount of food, frown, and sweep the last grain of rice in the bowl with three times and five divisions, and he still feels not hungry, and the same is true for Old Lady Zhou, not to mention Wei Changpan.

Only Wang Taiping disdained the cold food in front of him, and earlier there was a brother in the road who made the silver up and down, and life was naturally much better than that dead old woman.

There was also a bulging paper bag hidden in the rice bucket, which contained five scallion pancakes and duck legs with sauce, seeing that Wei Changpan couldn't hide his straight eyes at all, he didn't care about throwing away a scallion pancake, hesitated for a moment, and gave another to the old woman Zhou who had been looking very unpleasant.

Three mouthfuls of scallion pancakes, seeing that Wei Changpan was still unsatisfied, Wang Taiping pulled his lips and gave Wei Changpan his share of broken rice and vegetable soup.

Wei Changpan, who was finally eight points full, had a little more smile on his face, after all, the sky and the earth were big, and they were not as big as filling their stomachs.

Throwing aside the duck leg with the sauce that had been eaten clean, Wang Taiping wanted to open his mouth to ask Wei Changpan a question that he was very curious about, what did he do and was thrown in.

As soon as Wei Changpan wanted to speak, the roof made a few squeaks that couldn't bear the weight, and then the roof collapsed into a large piece, followed by a pile of broken bricks and tiles and the wall separating the murderer.

Mother, don't be the dragon who turned over, Wang Taiping, who was most afraid of death, picked up the futon and shrunk it up on the top of his head.

Picking up a few broken bricks and tiles, there was a rare heavy snow in Qishan County overhead, Wei Changpan estimated that this class of houses was in disrepair, and it encountered heavy snow that had not been seen for more than ten or twenty years, so it completely collapsed. Looking around, the old lady Zhou happened to hide in a corner and escaped, but Wang Taiping was the most unlucky, and most of the wall was buried by bricks and soil when it fell. Wei Changpan took a lot of effort to remove these rags, Wang Taiping was afraid of death, but he was also blessed with a great life, so he scratched a few oily skins, and there were not a few blood beads.

The patrolmen who heard the commotion here put down the wine and meat in their hands, and called all the foot soldiers on duty to bring their weapons and rush over, but only found the bad old woman and the thief in the ruins, and there was only one and a half children, and the death row prisoner whom the magistrate named him to pay attention to disappeared.

The patrol head secretly complained in his heart, beckoning those foot soldiers on duty to search carefully, to see people dead to see corpses, and today he came with the son of the county magistrate, even if it is a disaster, he will try to make up for it beautifully.

Xiao Qian, who arrived a little slower than the patrol leader, saw the messy scene in front of him, and his heart was shocked, that kid should not be unlucky, if he died like this, he would not be able to escape the blame, and his life would definitely not be much better, and when his eyes swept to Wei Changpan, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the latter was just a little embarrassed and his life was safe.

Then the alarm skyrocketed, and then again.

The only son of the magistrate of Qishan County, Zhang Wu's most talented apprentice, and the third-grade martial artist who is expected to surpass the achievements of a county's martial arts masters, was cut off by a palm-sized piece of iron sharpened to an extremely sharp point.

A human head rolled down in the muddy snow, and Xiao Qian's last thought before his eyes turned completely black was that he knew that this was the case, so he would taste all the beauties in Rouge Township.

The shouts around him were shocked or frightened, only the patrolman with a knife on his waist was furious, and someone dared to kill the only son of the county magistrate under his nose? !

The middle-aged man with the iron piece in his palm still dripping blood straightened his waist and straightened his waist, his beard was thick and had not been trimmed for a long time, but he had a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes.

The patrols who knew that their careers were cut off all drew their swords, and the hands of the soldiers who had seen blood for the first time were shaking their spears, which made him frown, and then drew his knives and stabbed them horizontally in front of his chest.

If you go back unscathed this time, not to mention that this patrol can't be arrested, under the anger of the magistrate, his wife may be implicated, rather than this, it is better to risk a life today, and kill this person by luck, it is a great thing to seek blessing in a desperate disaster, if he dies unfortunately, presumably that Xiao Zhixian will not pursue it more, and his own pension is enough for his family to live.

The coldness from the Pu knife in his hand calmed down the head of the patrol who was eager to fight, he was also one of the many soldiers who participated in the encirclement and suppression of this person back then, and he was the first recruit to tie him up with his own hands, even if so many days passed, he still remembered the scene in the big family at the beginning. With just one bladed firewood knife, he killed forty-seven people, including two two-story martial arts guards.

Behead them all with a knife!

The two two-story nursing homes, including the two two-story guards, have no power to fight back, the real scene is actually more bloody than Wang Taiping's depiction, it took three days just to identify the corpse and put it together, it was still summer, and the flies on the shroud were like dark clouds!

The picture flashed inadvertently in his mind, and the patrolman who was forced to be calm took a deep breath of cold breath and prepared to take out the knife.

"Your hands are shaking. The middle-aged man kindly reminded, but he didn't move.

The patrols are all out of the blue.

The surrounding soldiers all shouted for it, who didn't know the sharpness of the Pu knife? The patrol head was even better, and the three-story martial artist had a three-story martial arts physique, and he once broke through the three layers of Dayao standard armor stacked together, and this villain must have been able to be easily taken down in a short time.

Even the patrol chiefs had a sense of incomparable direction from these shouts.

This knife is very fast, and the same three-story martial artist can deal with it with his bare hands, even if he avoids the vital point, he is seriously injured.

But he forgot something.

A martial artist who can cut off Xiao Qian's head with one foot into a three-story building in an instant, and kill a martial artist who is no more than half a story tall, isn't it difficult?

The powerful knife fell into the air, and there was an extra piece of iron on the forehead of the patrol capital.

Throw it with your hand, and take people's lives like probing for things.

When the surrounding soldiers were still wondering why the brave patrol head did not move after a knife, the middle-aged man took out the iron piece and swiped it lightly, and another human head rolled off.

The head rolled down in the snow, and in the white snow, the splash of bright red was vivid.