Celebrating more than two years of peace in the world

Chapter 262 In Prison
The lights in the dungeon are very dim. In fact, the darker the place, the better. No one likes to do these dirty things in a sunny environment.

The filthiness of the Overwatch Council is inherent and will not be changed by anyone, because this is their ability, their advantage, and an irreplaceable part of them. How many spies are treated the same or even more viciously abroad?How many spies have killed and injured a large number of people for just one piece of news.

Think about how Yan Bingyun was treated severely in Northern Qi back then. It took less than a month for that kind of treatment. A young man who was alive and kicking almost died in Northern Qi. Not every spy has such leverage and ability to let Fan Xian enter the country alone. to save.

Therefore, no one will be merciful to the enemy's in-depth spies. It's just that Fan Xian's previous bursting and cruelty have changed a lot. Death within one month, regardless of the cause, is not allowed.

This decision did not affect the core senses of the people in the Overwatch Council, and it also ensured that the people in the Overwatch Council were not eroded by the massacre in a certain sense. They suffered even more tragedies. The executioners' hearts were not necessarily dark, but their minds were definitely distorted. Fan Xian knew this well, so he allowed the only light in the Overwatch Council to ferment in the dark.

The Overwatch Council is not only special because of its existence, but also the people here are very special. They can be outlaws, or they can be responsible for the darkness and infamy for the sake of the Qing Kingdom. They are fighting for a battle. Victory can steal secrets at all costs, they can hide in the city, they can hide anywhere in the world.

They are such a group of people.

Without exception.

Therefore, He Zongwei couldn't adapt to such a place at all. The darkness here erodes everyone's heart all the time. Wang Qinian is also a victim, and Fan Xian is the biggest victim, but he has a duty to change.

But even if Fan Xian tried his best, this deep-rooted hell, even if it was illuminated by sunlight, would always be in darkness.

Where there is sunshine, there is shadow.

In this world, there are always places where the sun cannot reach.

The first time He Zongwei shivered all over his body was the first person he saw after entering the dungeon.

He simply could not believe that this man was still alive.

The man was hung in the prison, and the ribs on both sides of the body were still protruding, yes, it was the ribs, only the ribs... the white ribs were like an out-of-date thing, everyone knew that people had this thing, but who Never seen this thing directly.

Still on a living person.

He Zongwei swallowed his saliva, he looked at the person dangling in the air.

The figure was swaying, and it was obvious that he was tortured badly. He Zongwei who looked carefully found that not only the ribs at the bottom of this person's waist had leaked out, but also the soles of his feet were already bloody. He didn't know what the other person had gone through, but His heart was already throbbing just looking at it, and he could feel the convulsions all over his body brought about by the visual impact.

After a long time, he heard Wang Qinian's voice next to his ear, and he didn't know how many times Wang Qinian called out, but when he realized it, Wang Qinian's voice was a little impatient, "My lord... hello... my lord? "

He Zongwei suddenly came back to his senses, and then he calmed down, "Yeah..." nodded.

At this time, Wang Qinian certainly knew that Fan Xian's plan had initially achieved a certain purpose, but Wang Qinian didn't say much, he directly took He Zongwei to continue walking.

Along the way, He Zongwei seemed to have seen the path he feared the most. He had never thought about what he saw and heard along the way. All the preparations were made in a small way, and the shock given to him here can only be described by the word horror.

The torture he saw, the embarrassment he saw, the pain he saw, the pain he saw, all seemed to warn He Zongwei time and time again that this is not a place to be messed with, and this is not a place he can control anymore , this is not a place that can be easily defeated.

Compared with this prison in Dali Temple, one is in the sky and the other is underground.

After all, the prisons in Dali Temple housed drunks who beat their wives, dolls who stole chickens and ducks next door, prostitutes who committed adultery and conspired with their lovers, gamblers who went to brothels without paying their bills, and so on. Treacherous and evil, collaborators and traitors.

At this time, the two of them walked slowly to the destination prison.

"My lord! My lord He!" The moment he saw He Zongwei, it seemed that the string on Liu Yu's head was about to be broken. He grabbed the wooden railing of the prison with both hands and stared at He Zongwei in front of him. , The door of his prison was not closed, and there were still many people inside.

He Zongwei immediately walked up to him and took a rough look. There was nothing wrong with this person at all. The Overwatch Council had never resorted to any means at all. His arms and legs were all in good condition. He Zongwei didn't think it was the Overwatch Council at this time. It was a matter of giving him face, because there were still many people in the cell at this time, seven or eight officials from the Overwatch Council, and a few prisoners.

The Overwatch Council doesn't have so many places to open bid rooms for every prisoner, so basically the prisoners are mixed together, and this time the prisoners who live with Liu Yu are all big-bodied, big-bodied, and three-thick types. He Zongwei looked at it and felt that The fighting strength of the two sides was very different. These burly prisoners should be able to easily knock down the seven Overwatch Council members, but the other party did not do so. One of them even knelt on the ground and begged them to let him go.

He Zongwei thought to himself, these prisoners are really stupid. Since they entered, they would be dead, and they could earn money by killing a person. How could they be so cowardly? Could it be that the Overwatch Council would let them go?

But just when He Zongwei was thinking this way, a short and inconspicuous Overwatch Council spy directly hung up the ring and stood on the side of the bed. With only one hand, he forcibly pinched the man who was kneeling on the ground. The strong man's pipa bone, pull him up!
In fact, there were many things that He Zongwei didn't understand. The spy of the Overwatch Council already had the strength of the sixth rank, and it was easy to grab the strong man in front of him who was only a little strong, and whose strength was only of the third rank.

And at this time, the spy, right in front of He Zongwei, crushed the other's pipa bone.

In an instant, the blood splashed.

(End of this chapter)