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"How dare you! You are so arrogant in prison!"

The shocking power of the sudden roar was magnified several times in this already dark and gloomy prison!

Wang Cuihua lost her balance and fell back a few steps, but she didn't expect to be suddenly clamped tightly by a pair of big hands!

The hands hugged her whole body from top to bottom, and kept groping in front of her, which scared Wang Cuihua so much that she screamed continuously.

A figure who was originally standing at the corner was a little hesitant but had to stride forward: "Don't let go! Do you want to be beaten?"

The leader of the yamen runners reached out and grabbed Wang Cuihua's arm, and just pulled her towards himself, and rescued Wang Cuihua from the clutches of that evil clutches.

"Hey, don't be afraid, little girl. I saw that you didn't stand firmly and was afraid that your head would hit the pillar, so I helped you up."

"Scoundrel! Rogue! Beat him. What are you still standing here for? Go up and beat him! Beat him to death! Wuuuuuu" Wang Cuihua realized what had just happened and felt ashamed and annoyed!

When he found that he had escaped and saw clearly who the person in front of him was, he instantly vented all his anger on the leader of the yamen runners.

She slapped the head of the yamen runner and shouted, "Go over there quickly! Drag him out and beat him to death! What are you still standing here for?"

As he scolded, the force of his hands became stronger and stronger, making the people's scalps numb, not to mention how painful it would be for the person being beaten.

Seeing this, the female bandit leader threw a flat stone and hit Wang Cuihua on the head. Wang Cuihua felt a black screen in front of her eyes and lost consciousness.

The head of the yamen runners was startled. Seeing Wang Cuihua collapse, he wanted to help her up, but hesitated because someone not far away was still staring at him.

Without moving his feet and with his hand still stretched in the air, Wang Cuihua fell to the ground, and this time her head actually hit the wooden stake.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at that. Without me here, the young lady's head really hit the stake! Look, I was right, wasn't I?"

As if to prove that he had not lied, he jumped up and down, stretched his arms outside the cell, and pointed in the direction where Wang Cuihua fell.

The chief of the yamen runners turned around and gave him a look, and he shut his mouth tightly, not daring to make any noise.

The chief of the yamen runners squatted on the ground, picked up the flat stone that had just flown over, and looked at it carefully. There was still some unused ink on it.

The conditions in the prison were limited, and it was obvious that she used the stone as an inkstone.

He lowered his head, not daring to look into the other person's eyes, and handed over the "inkstone": "Here, you may still need it."

Compared to the awkwardness of the yamen runner leader, the female bandit leader was actually more embarrassed.

She just felt a figure in the corner.

But it turned out to be him.

Was he eavesdropping there just now?

Facing Wang Cuihua's curse, he came out despite exposing himself, just... to protect himself?

I confessed everything, even my mental journey, without hiding anything. He should have known that I have been plotting against him all along, so why did he still take care of me so much?

Although she had her own reasons, these could not cover up the fact that she had done something bad.

Although the female bandit leader was still looking directly at the other party, she pursed her lips tightly. Seeing the other party's momentum gradually weakening, she didn't know how to start talking.

The two fell into a strange silence for a while.

"Oh! Hahaha, our yamen's iron-faced king actually has a day when he blooms! Hahaha. Oh, he even blushed! How rare. Look, look!"

The prison cell where the criminals who had just attacked Wang Cuihua were being held was right across from the female bandit leader. Because they were so close, he was able to discover something incredible!

"Shut up!" The leader of the yamen runners subconsciously drew out his sword, and the blade, flashing with a cold light, pointed directly at the man's throat.

The sudden chill, along with the cold light reflected by the sword, made the prisoner, who was still shouting, shiver all over. For a moment, he didn't even dare to beg for mercy, because if he moved even the slightest, his throat would be in pain.

The chief of the yamen runners realized at this time that his actions were a bit extreme, so he said viciously: "If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for making you taste the feeling of having your tongue chopped off!" After saying that, he slowly moved the knife away from the prisoner's throat.

The man, still in fear, covered his throat tightly with both hands, then looked down tremblingly to see if there was any blood flowing out.

Fortunately, the blade only shallowly cut a layer of skin and was not serious. It was obvious that the other party had shown mercy just now.

However, at this moment, he was so frightened that he dared not speak easily. He curled up into a ball and squatted in the innermost corner of the prison, but his limbs still trembled uncontrollably.

He could never have imagined that he had taken advantage of the woman who had just fallen to the ground and had not been beaten, but because of a casual joke, he would face the danger of having his tongue chopped off!

He understood that the young lady imprisoned opposite was the one who should not be provoked!

He hid in the corner, his eyes looking at the ground, but his ears were perked up, listening to the voices of the two people opposite him.

"I'm sorry, but the people imprisoned here are not good people. You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth."

The female bandit leader said: "They are just ordinary people, they can't do anything to me. You don't have to apologize for them.

There is one more thing that has not been said: I should be the one to say sorry.

She opened her mouth and continued, "I used you, you know that, right?"

Now that she has been executed, she should confess to him, right?

The chief of the yamen runners did not answer.

He still kept his head down, his eyes fixed on the toes of the woman in front of him.

Her shoes are torn.

He knew that he had been cheated, he knew it, but when he checked the visitation records and saw Wang Cuihua's name, his first reaction was that Wang Cuihua was here to make things difficult for her, so he hurried over.

But his master didn't allow him to come over, so he just stopped at the corner.

But Wang Cuihua's words were so vicious that he lost control of himself and rushed out in anger.

"I'm leaving first." Without answering the other party, he said this without any reason and left.

He didn't even care about Wang Cuihua lying on the ground.

When the female bandit leader saw his leaving back, although her back was straight, for some reason, she looked very lonely.

“Alas.” I will slowly pay for the evil deeds I have committed in the future. . . . . .

Wang Cuihua did not wake up until someone came to carry her away.

Obviously, the female bandit leader did not control the strength of her hand when she threw the stone just now.

But fortunately, the other person was not smashed to death, the female bandit leader thought as she sketched something.

"There must be something going on between this couple! And the woman who was just dragged out, maybe there's some kind of love triangle going on!"

People in the small spaces of the prison were filled with gossip, but no one dared to utter a single dirty word to provoke this young lady.

Not only is the sword of the yamen chief terrible, but the inkstone of the lady opposite is also fierce!