Click... Rushing...

The sudden sound of unlocking and the clash of chains made the prisoners in the dark and damp prison suddenly feel like their throats.

Is this about to interrogate yourself?

But there was no palm light, and it was still dark in front of the cell door, and I could only barely see that there seemed to be a figure shaking.

Soon the lock was opened, the chains were removed, and the door creaked open.

The figure touched the front and lowered his voice.

"Don't panic, it was Twelve Lang who sent me to rescue you."

"Who are you? Who is Twelve-Lang? I don't know."

The prisoner curled up in the corner, his arms clasped around his knees, and asked in fear.

"It's Tjuro."

The figure repeated in an accentuated tone.

"I really don't know anything about twelve or thirteen."

"Don't you really know?"

"I don't know."

"Then you wait to die."

The figure slashed into the prisoner's neck, knocking him unconscious, and then entered the next cell.

"Don't panic, Twelve Lang sent me to rescue you."

"But that Xiao Shishilang who sells pork on the street?"

"Wait for you to die!"

The figure barely took a breath, knocked it unconscious with his palm, and continued to feel his way into the next cell.

After entering five cells in succession, none of them reacted correctly, and the figure couldn't help but be a little discouraged, so he looked a little listless when he entered the sixth cell.

"Don't panic, I'm sent by Twelve Lang to rescue you out." Z.br>

"Whew!"

The man in the darkness let out a sigh of relief.

"I knew that Mr. Twelve wouldn't leave me alone."

Oops, there's a play!

The figure suddenly perked up, and the ecstasy in his heart couldn't be stopped, but on the surface, he still had to pretend to be calm, and nodded.

"That's nature. Don't gossip, go out and talk about it. Be careful not to make a noise under your feet."

As he spoke, he took the prisoner's arm and walked out of the cell.

"What about Fan Tieniu, have you rescued him too?"

The prisoner asked in a low voice.

The figure was happy again in his heart, and the information on the prisoners he had seen before flashed in his mind, and there was indeed a guard named Fan Tieniu.

"Go save him now."

The figure responded, skipping the other cells and heading straight to the cell where Fan Tieniu was being held.

"Iron Bull, Iron Bull."

"But... But Brother Black Pig?"

"It's me, it's me, Mr. Twelve sent someone to be our brothers."

"Mr. Twelve, Benevolence!"

With the help of this person, the figure didn't even have to write his lines, opened the iron lock and released Fan Tieniu, and walked towards the prison gate with the two of them.

"Oops!"

Halfway through, the man called the Black Pig suddenly slipped and fell to the ground.

Frightened, Tie Niu hurried over to help him up.

"Something so slippery."

The black pig got up and muttered, only to feel that there was something on his hands and body, warm, slippery and greasy, which made people feel so uncomfortable.

"It's blood, don't make a fuss."

The figure explained in a low voice.

"Ah, where did the blood come from?"

Hearing this, the black pig put his palm in front of his nose, and sure enough, he smelled the pungent smell of blood, and asked subconsciously.

"The blood that came out of the jailer, of course, or how do you think I got in?"

The figure replied.

The jailer is also an official errand, and killing a jailer is tantamount to killing an official, which is wanted by the government with a reward.

Black Pig and Fan Tieniu immediately panicked when they heard this.

Although they helped bury many corpses under the bamboo forest when they were in the Paradise Garden, the two of them had never killed anyone with their own hands, let alone killed officials.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go."

The figure walked in front and urged.

The two of them followed all the way down the narrow aisle, and soon saw a little dim light in front of them.

I saw a jailer sleeping on the table, and in front of the right side of the table was the gate to enter and exit the prison.

The two of them were so frightened that they stopped and looked at the people who had come to their rescue.

But the man had no intention of stopping, and walked straight towards the prison gate, hearing no footsteps behind him, and turning his head to urge the two.

"Hurry up, hurry up, if you come back, it'll be troublesome if you want to get out again."

The two had no choice but to grit their teeth and follow.

When approaching the jailer, he still subconsciously slowed down, for fear of waking people up.

"Ahh

Fan Tieniu suddenly screamed, so frightened that the black pig almost left his body, and he hurriedly covered Fan Tieniu's mouth.

saw Fan Tieniu pointing behind the jailer who was lying on the table with a frightened face.

The black pig looked over suspiciously, and saw that there were three bloody corpses lying on the ground, all of which were dressed in the jailer's soap clothes.

"You... You... Kill them all?"

The black pig asked the figure in horror.

The figure turned its head and smiled hideously.

"Whoever stands in my way, kill!"

Only then did Fan Tieniu notice that the ground under the jailer lying on the table was full of bloodstains, and it turned out that the jailer was either asleep, but simply dead.

That's how many officials have been killed!

By this time, the man had opened the prison door and beckoned to the two.

Black Pig and Fan Tieniu didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly ran out of prison.

Outside the prison is a large courtyard surrounded by a high wall.

The figure removed the hook from his waist and threw it against the wall, grabbed the rope and climbed up first, and then pulled the two of them up to the wall as well.

Jumping down from the wall, Black Pig and Fan Tieniu glanced at each other, and they both saw the joy of escaping from each other's eyes and expressions.

Escape!

"You two go first, I'll go and rescue the others, and we'll meet after dawn."

The figure dropped a word and then disappeared into the darkness.

Black Pig and Fan Tieniu didn't dare to stay here for long, and after identifying the direction, they left in a hurry.

After running for three streets, he stopped in a dark and narrow alley and sat down against the wall to rest.

"Tie Niu, just now that Engong said that they would meet after dawn, but he didn't say where they would meet, could it be that it was at Mr. Twelve's residence?"

"Brother, I always think it's a little strange."

"What's weird?"

"With what you know about Mr. Twelve, will he send someone to take care of the two of us?"

"Do you know Mr. Twelve?"

"Uh... I don't know."

"Then you're guessing."

The black pig patted Fan Tieniu's head and reprimanded angrily.

"I didn't see that Eun Gong killed so many jailers just now. Our brothers and he don't know each other, they have no relatives and no reason, why should people take the risk to save us, they must be assigned by Mr. Twelve. In the past few years, our brothers have been ordered to secretly monitor the movements in the Elysium Garden, even if there is no merit, there is hard work, and there is fatigue without hard work. Mr. Twelve must have seen it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart.

In these years, there are too few honest people like our brothers who work hard and don't steal women and play tricks. Brother, I have a hunch that I will definitely be entrusted with an important task by Mr. Twelve when I go back this time, and our brothers will be a blessing in disguise this time."

"Makes sense."

Fan Tieniu nodded approvingly.

"Let's go, tell Mr. Twelve that he's safe."

The black pig picked up Fan Tieniu and galloped towards the west of the city.

In the west of the city, there is only a small courtyard two streets away from the Bliss Garden.

though

At this time, the surrounding residents had fallen asleep, and there were no two ghosts on the street, but the black pig and Fan Tieniu still looked sneaky, tiptoed to the door of the small courtyard, checked left and right to confirm that no one was following, and gently tapped the door twice.

Sou... Sou... Sou...

"What the hell?"

Fan Tieniu raised his head and looked around.

"Don't be surprised, maybe it's the night wind."

The black pig comforted, and then tapped the courtyard door twice.

Although the black pig patted the courtyard gate in front of him, his eyes were aimed at the courtyard gate of the opposite courtyard behind him.

The knocking sound of the door was heard far away in the silent night, and it stands to reason that with Mr. Twelve's vigilance, he should have heard it, why didn't he react for so long.

Sou... Sou... Sou...

A few more sounds of breaking the air came into his ears, and Fan Tieniu turned his head sharply, but still didn't see anything.

It's haunted!

Fan Tieniu wondered in his heart.

At this moment, the courtyard door in front of the two of them creaked open from the inside.

The two of them were still wondering how to open this door this time.

Before the two of them could see the appearance of the person who opened the door, there was a squeak behind them, and they quickly turned their heads to look, only to see that the courtyard door on the opposite side was also open.

In the haze, he recognized that the person who opened the door was the Engong who had just helped him escape from the prison of the Criminal Department.

"Engong's fast body is one step ahead of my brother."

The black pig was overjoyed when he saw this.

Before he finished speaking, the collar of his coat was grabbed from behind and his whole person was lifted.

The same is true for Fan Tieniu on the side.

The two of them were like cats and walked into the courtyard where they had knocked on the door before, and their eyes swept to see four figures standing in the center of the courtyard.

A little spark shook a few times in the darkness, and a bean-sized flame ignited.

By the light of the fire, the black pig recognized the clothes worn by the four figures.

How could the Immortal Division's Catch Catch be here?

Before the black pig could figure it out, Gu Fengxiao walked up to the black pig and raised his hand to give him a heavy slap.

Syllable!

"I'll take this over there for trial."

Fan Tieniu listened to the voice a little familiar, and looked sideways.

Hey! Isn't this Eungong?

Yu Ziqi saw Fan Tieniu looking at him, his lips squirming as if he wanted to speak, and raised his hand to slap him.

"The rules of the Immortal Division, after thirty slaps and retrials, you can't confess in advance, hehehe."

Yu Ziqi took Fan Tieniu from his colleague's hand, carried him with a strange smile and walked towards the opposite courtyard.

Of course, the Immortal Division did not have such a ridiculous rule as slapping the case first and then trying the case, but Yu Ziqi heard that when his brother Yu Liheng followed Lao Hou to Treasure Fang to investigate the case the day before yesterday, he slapped him very coolly, so he couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

Anyway, these two guys are certain to die, and this is not an abuse of lynching.

For a while, the sound of slapping sounded one after another in the two courtyards.

Feeling that the heat was almost over, Gu Fengxiao stopped at this time, grabbed the black pig's hair and pulled it back, and then asked.

"Why are you here?"

"Find... Find Mr. Twelve."

The black pig with red and swollen cheeks couldn't speak.

"What about the Gentlemen Twelve?"