"Stop all!

Wu Yi didn't know when he entered the hall. At this time, he was sweating like rain, breathing rapidly, and seemed to be quite anxious.

He turned to the officials guarding the door and shouted, "All the brothers, keep this building for me, and no one will be allowed to enter or leave!"

As soon as he said this, everyone in the hall was puzzled, and there was no shortage of people asking:

"What the hell is going on?"

"What are you doing, why don't you let us out!"

......

"Shut up!"

Wu Yi was already anxious, and he was even more angry when he heard these gossips at this moment.

"If you don't want to die, shut up and stand up, otherwise you will be arrested and imprisoned as an accomplice of thieves!"

The crowd was shocked and gradually stopped the sound.

Hui'er hurriedly grabbed the young man in white and muttered in his ear: "Childe, they should be here to arrest him? ”

The man in white glanced at her and smiled. Then he let go of his hands and said to Mo Yuqi: "Okay, it seems that I can only warm this bed by myself." Alas, I only hate the long night, but there is no beautiful woman to accompany me. ”

As soon as he let go, Mo Weiqi took a few steps back, hid behind people, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Childe, look over there. ”

She pointed to the staircase, where several officers and soldiers were escorting a man down.

The man who was crushed was not tall and very thin. And the great contrast with his thin body is the dozens of locks hanging on his body.

These locks come in different shapes and materials. Gold, silver, brass, iron, wood.

But none of these locks were as eye-catching as the one he was wearing, the pair of shackles he was wearing on his hands at this time.

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