【Kuan Xin】Snake and Venom

The slightly shaking carriage stopped slowly, Wang Kuan opened the curtain, Ban Jin jumped out of the carriage first, and then obediently waited for Wang Kuan to land.

The imperial guards guarding the gate of the prison camp had all been replaced by Liangzhu's Xuanwu army under Wang Kuan's design. They all knew that Wang Kuan, who killed more than [-] Daxia Xizuo with only one person overnight, What's more, many of the Forbidden Army who were a few years older than Wang Kuan felt a deep fear of this decisive and cruel young man.

The two imperial guards guarding the gate saw Wang Kuan coming, looked at each other, and then greeted him in fear. The two said in unison, their tone was humble and polite, and they didn't dare to make any mistakes: "My lord, you are here."

Wang Kuan nodded inaudibly in response, his expression was indifferent, and he said leisurely: "I can go in by myself, you continue to do what you should do, and you don't need to receive me specially."

After the words were finished, Wang Kuan passed the two of them unhurriedly, and led Banjin Xianting into the prison camp at a leisurely pace. He didn't need anyone to lead the way, he had already memorized the route leading to that special cell, But in the blink of an eye, Wang Kuan had disappeared around the corner.

After half a stick of incense time, Wang Kuan appeared in front of a cell where only one prisoner was being held. He stared coldly at the flesh that had been tortured to death for half his life, and his breath smelled of rotting corpses. The smell of stinky meat made Wang Kuan's expression extremely serious. He frowned slightly, his eyes filled with disgust and cruelty.

The man in front of him who was beyond recognition and couldn't tell the flesh from the skin was the chef of Qizhai who had been lurking in the secret pavilion and secretly poisoning Yuan Zhongxin. However, Wang Kuan has allowed him to live until now, and let him live with bruises, life is worse than death.

Wang Kuan made the half life and death prepared by Xiaojing no longer the previous half life and death that simply caused people to lose their senses, but the pain was increased several times. The whole body of a newly half-dead person will rot and smell like a corpse, not only the surface layer of the skin, but even the internal organs and flesh and blood in the body. At the moment of death, everything in the body will be corroded to nothing. The most frightening thing is that the poisoned person can clearly feel the pus and stinky meat that rotted inch by inch in his body, and the heart-breaking pain is enough to make one's mind collapse. However, he can only watch Seeing, feeling with incomparable clarity, but without any result, the ability to seek relief by oneself.

The violence in Wang Kuan's eyes gathered quickly, watching the man who could not live but could not die, his heart overflowed with joy, and invaded his whole body, a cruel smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, he watched with great interest the dying man in front of him. The ants did not intend to open the prison door and walk in. The carrion, blood and pus were everywhere in the prison, mixed on the messy dry grass, exuding a dizzying stench. Wang Kuan felt disgusted even by looking at it, so naturally Will walk in half a step.

At this moment, Banjin, who had been quiet and obedient all this time, suddenly growled at the man. It was extremely human, and it keenly sensed Wang Kuan's extreme disgust for the lump of meat in front of him. The impact of the rancid smell made it even more restless, if there was not a prison door blocking Ban Jin, it might have rushed in and bit the man to death.

Hearing Banjin's hostile roar, the man suddenly shook the iron chains that bound his hands and feet, and the whole aisle suddenly resounded with the sound of metal colliding. With such a violent struggle, the rotten flesh fell even more violently, layers of skin and flesh The pain of being deprived and separated is so painful, the man yelled indistinctly: "Let me die! Wang Kuan, if you are a gentleman, give me a good time! Let me die! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !"

Wang Kuan seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and immediately sneered, his tone filled with extreme sarcasm. Sen Han: "It's only been 26 days, you can't hold on? Huh?"

Wang Kuan's pupils were condensed and frozen, and he turned his palm to hit the clamoring chef. His mood fluctuated greatly, evil spirit spread all over his handsome face, and his eyes gradually showed a ferocious color. , How long has Yuan Zhongxin been tortured for half his life, and you have paid back less than one percent of everything he suffered, so you let me kill you?"

The chef was beaten by Wang Kuan until he spit out a pile of blood mixed with rotten meat, and couldn't say a word.

Wang Kuan's eyes were scarlet, and his facial features were terribly distorted by the hostility. He bit the tip of his tongue bitterly, and a trace of blood flowed into his breath, which made him wake up a little bit. Still vainly trying to use the provocative method to seek relief for myself—I tell you out of kindness, a gentleman, I didn’t bother to do it a long time ago, and you still want to use this status to provoke me, and I don’t know whether to call you stupid or naive Well, it's a joke!"

He is willing to be a gentleman to protect the one he loves, but God does not give him a chance, but insists on driving him into a desperate situation and driving him into a madman. Show your true face!

The chef had never felt such despair before. He lost all his bargaining chips. Facing the cruel and terrifying Wang Kuan, he had no chance of winning. With the last ounce of rationality in his body, he said, "I beg you, kill me... I want you to promise to kill me, and I will tell you everything I know... Please!"

Wang Kuan's smile disappeared without a trace. He stared at the chef expressionlessly, and said coldly, "What do you know?"

The chef's eyes, which were covered with blood and flesh, lit up instantly, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope, he quickly grabbed hold of it, unable to control his rapid breathing, panicked incoherently, and hoarsely shouted: "I...I know you How many officials in the Song Dynasty were involved in the matter of Wushi Powder! I also know how to prepare the half-life antidote! I, I will tell... tell you! Please kill me! Please..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted mercilessly by Wang Kuan, who asked slowly, "That's all you know?"

The chef was stunned, and he didn't dare to answer at all. He suddenly felt that the life-saving straw that he had just grasped with great difficulty suddenly snapped.

Wang Kuan's low-pitched teasing resounded in the dead silence, and he said unhurriedly: "I was still thinking that if you really knew something useful, I could barely consider your proposal, who would have expected it, you know Not long ago, someone told me everything about it, and I think that everything I know may be more credible than what you said-you see, when luck is extremely bad, even God Not helping you."

"You'd better stay here obediently and wait to die. Enjoy everything I have prepared for you. When the time comes, someone will come to take your life. If you want to die, you can't rush it."

Hearing this, the chef's gaze instantly turned ashen. Under the growing despair, the pain became so numb. Through the layers of bright red flesh, he seemed to see the wildly growing joy and hostility in Wang Kuan's eyes. I saw the mocking smile on Wang Kuan's mouth.

At this moment, there is only one thought in his mind.

Wang Kuan is not human...

He is a lunatic.

He is such a lunatic that even Hades dare not accept him!

His last life-saving bargaining chip was so insignificant in Wang Kuan's eyes. He had long expected that he would desperately give up all the clues in order to get rid of it. He knew that what he was about to say meant nothing to him. It was useless, but it still gave him hope that he could die!

Afterwards, Wang Kuan crushed hope into dust with his own hands, and sprinkled it in front of the unattainable.

To kill people and kill people, Wang Kuan not only wanted to make the chef suffer all the pain while alive, but also made him feel uneasy even when he died.

The chef was confused about Wang Kuan's intentions, his expression was ferocious and disgusting, the flesh of his right eye socket had been rotten, and he could no longer support his tearing eyeball. On the haystack, but he didn't seem to hear it, and there was a heart-piercing desperate growl from his throat.

Wang Kuan's complexion has returned to normal, he walked out of the aisle calmly, and a hoarse roar suddenly came from the dark and gloomy end behind him, as if it came from the boundless purgatory, piercing the sky straight through the sky, guarding in the prison camp. The local imperial guards and other prisoners felt chills when they heard this, and couldn't even imagine what the man had gone through.

Wang Kuan's footsteps paused, and Ban Jin immediately stopped at his feet, not daring to move casually, looking at Wang Kuan with blinking eyes, the latter patted Ban Jin's head lightly, and said calmly: "Let's go!" , we still have business to do."

It is night, the night is getting darker, the moon is bright, the clouds are bright and the stars are sparse.

In the main hall of Qizhai, many people were seated, but the hall was silent for a while, and everyone was staring at the cold young man in a black robe with gold silk embroidered moiré temples, and he was as clean and beautiful as a bright moon. His brows and eyes were slightly lowered, he held a case book in his right hand, and tapped on the armrest carelessly with the fingers of his left hand.

An Lijiu took the lead in breaking the silence: "Nowadays, officials and drug dealers are colluding with each other, and we have almost the evidence of collusion. As long as we wipe out the most special drug nests together, the rest will be self-defeating. In one year, 21 poison nests will disappear, and there will be no possibility of rebirth."

Wang Kuan chuckled silently. He put the case book in his right hand on the table in an extremely elegant manner, raised his eyebrows indistinctly, and said leisurely: "Don't be in such a hurry. I will take all of them within two years. Strangled."

Wei Yanei was puzzled: "Wang Kuan, we can eradicate poisonous nests within a year. Isn't this the same thing as what you said?"

Wang Kuan stood up, put the list on the candle, watched the tongue of flame devour each name one by one, and burned them to ashes. Wang Kuan's eyes were full of tyranny, and he said sharply: "I don't want them to die too fast, I want them They died at my hands one by one—" He stopped speaking, and casually threw the paper that was almost burnt to ashes into the empty basin, he turned his head and glanced at the crowd, smiled suddenly, with a trace of cruelty on the corner of his mouth, and said What he said made people tremble with fear and horror:

"Beheading or Ling Chi, which is more painful, I don't need to tell you, you must know that if their families are destroyed and their lives are lost, then this hunting game will not be fun, will it?"