Half an hour ago!

Weicheng Prison!

The smell in the prison is complicated, in addition to the rancid smell of plants and trees, there is also the smell of urine, which makes people can't help but stomach acid.

In a cell in the deepest part of the dark passageway, a foul-looking, ragged prisoner was held.

This person has thick bones, sharp eyes, and a gangster.

A closer look reveals that his left hand is missing the ring finger and little finger, and his right hand is missing the little finger.

There are only seven fingers.

He is the big bandit who crisscrosses Wei City, Liang Qi.

The family heirloom Black Tiger Golden Fist, ruthless, was planted under the hands of Zhao Wuzhu, one of the two major catchers in Weicheng, a few days ago.

"Liang Qi, it's time to eat." A young jailer approached, a look of fear in his eyes.

After putting the vegetables down, Liang Qi suddenly pounced and ate it in a big gulp.

The young jailer was taken aback.

This person has a vicious appearance and fast movements, which is really terrifying.

When the young jailer returned to the duty room, one of the older jailers joked with a smile: "Bolt, your face is white from being scared." ”

The young jailer named Bolt smiled bitterly and said, "Grandma, that Liang Qi is really scary to look at. ”

"I'm afraid of a hammer, he's just a defeated general under Zhao Zhutou, and now he is detained in a prison, what waves can he turn over." The older jailer scoffed.

Could it be that this bandit can still escape from prison!

"Brother Du, how do I feel a little cold in my cell tonight." The bolt sighed and said.

The older Du Ge nodded and said, "I also feel that it's really fucking cold tonight." ”

He reached out and poured a glass of wine, handed it to the plug, and said, "Come, take a sip of wine, warm up." ”

The plug took it and drank it all: "Thank you, Brother Du." ”

The jailers here were talking and laughing, but outside the cell deep in the prison, there was a sudden sound of footsteps.

"What man!?" A middle-aged jailer suddenly frowned, drew a knife and went out to shout.

But the prison was empty, and the passage was empty.

"Brother Tiger, are you too nervous?" The jailer, surnamed Du, rushed out and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one.

The middle-aged jailer frowned, looked into the depths of the prison, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go, go over and take a look at Liang Qi." ”

This Liang Qi is extremely vicious, and Zhao Zhutou told him to take care of it.

Several of the jailers drew their knives and went to the cell deep in the cell.

The middle-aged jailer's eyes suddenly sank.

The cell was empty!

"Thief Escape!"

A chill rose from the back of the middle-aged jailer, and in the heavily guarded Weicheng prison, a murderer, disappeared out of thin air!

Could it be that there are ghosts!?

Several jailers immediately went out to spread the news of Liang Qi's escape.

The county commander was furious, and sent the government officials and townships to search all over the city, and searched door to door!

This is the scene where the official with a knife came to the door.

"Liang Qi actually escaped from prison, or did he disappear out of thin air under heavy security?!" Li Yanchu was a little surprised.

A group of fierce and vicious servants searched all over the city, led by Zhao Wuzhu and Wang Chongshan.

Xu Zhixian ordered the city gate to be closed, and no one was allowed to leave the city.

For a while, the people of Wei Cheng were panicked, especially those rich families, for fear that the bandit Liang Qiliu would enter the house.

And the news of the haunting of the Weicheng prison also spread.

It's incredible that a person can disappear into thin air!

.......

There is a curfew in Qianguo, and the people are not allowed to move on the streets after dark!

The day after Liang Qi escaped from the Weicheng prison, Zhao Wuzhu, one of the two major arresters, led the officials to search for the fugitives!

After nightfall, Wei City was exceptionally calm and silent.

Except for the occasional cat or two estrus barks and dog barking, which added a bit of gloom to the cold night of the cold wind, there was no sound.

The people of Weicheng closed the door early, extinguished the lights, and the people had already rested.

Zhao Wuzhu is a middle-aged man, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, practicing hard skills horizontally, and is good at swordsmanship.

Once killed more than 20 bandits by himself, and the name moved one side.

After being recruited by the Weicheng County government as a headhunter, he settled down, and over the years, many murderers and robbers have been planted in the hands of Zhao Wuzhu.

At this time, the bandit Liang Qi, who had just been caught, actually escaped from prison.

Zhao Wuzhu led people to search everywhere and vowed to arrest this person.

"Zhao Zhutou, that house is a little weird!" A servant said suddenly.

"Huh?" Zhao Wuzhu looked over and found that it was an ordinary house, lit with lights, and it was in the north of the city, and most of the people living there were poor.

The courtyard was fenced, and a figure could be seen sitting there with the lights on in the house.

"Zhao Zhutou, this is the residence of the local pimpy Hu Ergou, Hu Ergou had a conflict with someone three days ago and was stabbed to death in the dark alley, and I was in charge at that time," said the officer.

"Does Hu Ergou have a family?" Zhao Wuzhu asked.

"Hu Ergou's parents died early, and he was a scoundrel who roamed the streets, not only did he have no relatives in this county, but he didn't even take his daughter-in-law." The official explained.

That's why he said the house was quirky.

"In that case, there shouldn't be people here." Zhao Wuzhu frowned, and instructed a few officials: "A few of you will bring people to copy from the back, and a few of you will go in with me." ”

Zhao Wuzhu's servants received the order and took Xiang Yong to the back of the house to guard it.

In case the thieves escape.

Zhao Wuzhu gently pushed the door down, and found that the door was not locked, but opened with a light push.

Several officials glanced at each other and clenched the knives in their hands.

Zhao Wu was bold and took the lead in the front, and the figure was still sitting by the window.

"Open the door! The government is searching for fugitives! Zhao Wuzhu slammed the door.

The people in the room sat still, and no one answered.

The yard is also very quiet.

Zhao Wuzhu frowned, pushed hard, and pushed the door open directly.

The atmosphere at this time was extremely strange.

The heart is heavy.

The house was brightly lit and there was no one at all!

"Hey, where's that guy?" One of the officials was surprised.

The room was quiet, empty, and a little depressing.

Zhao Wuzhu had a thick-backed big knife in his hand, extremely sharp, at this time his eyes were slightly downcast, and said, "What kind of taste?" ”

The officer with the knife behind him sniffed and said, "It seems to be the smell of rotting corpses." ”

As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the room instantly dropped a few points.

Zhao Wuzhu said in a deep voice: "Search around, don't let go of a detail." ”

"Yes!"

This room is large, but the furniture is shabby, and it has a bit of a homely feel.

The officials rummaged through the cabinets and looked for suspicious traces.

Fang saw a figure just now, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

This incident made the officials present feel a little hairy.

"Poof!" One of the officials suddenly fell to the ground, breathless.