wife and king

Ho!The director was frightened by Wu Qikang's ruthlessness, and hurriedly patted his chest to suppress the shock, while Yan Cangling raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at the prisoners who were pulled as witnesses aside, and saw their fists clenched tightly, foreheads Veins twitched, and resentment intersected on their faces—several of them were the innocent victims of the rioting criminals. When they heard that they were about to die innocently, they were naturally furious.

Yan Cangling successfully caused the conflict between Wu Qikang, the prisoner and the director of the three parties. It only takes one more opportunity to wipe out these people.

Wu Qikang was not interested in the affairs of the distribution center. He had only come here because he had heard about the riot in the distribution center and wanted to take the opportunity to pick up a few strong prisoners and secretly bring them back to the army. After waving his hand, he led a group of guards to the carriage house.But when he reached the carriage, he was able to stand still. Looking at the luxuriously decorated carriage, he frowned, turned back to the director and said, "You guys have ordinary carriages here." The luxurious carriage is too conspicuous, He didn't have time to rush back to the palace, and with Ji Chongde, a criminal, there was no guarantee that something would go wrong on the road, so it's better to change to an ordinary carriage.

Hearing this, Yan Cangling, who was just worried about how to change his plan for a while, his eyes shone with light. When the director reluctantly called someone to pull the carriage, Yan Cangling was the first to raise his hand, signaling himself to go.Seeing that he was so active in doing things, the director was more satisfied, nodded approvingly, and let Yan Cangling go.

Of course, Yan Cangling would not be so obedient to prepare a complete and complete carriage for Wu Qikang, so he moved some hands and feet on the carriage, so as to delay Wu Qikang's itinerary.

At about half a stick of incense, after moving the carriage, Yan Cangling bared his teeth and pulled the carriage to Wu Qikang.Wu Qikang nodded, threw him a piece of silver, and drove away with all his personal guards.

Watching Wu Qikang leave with his personal guards, Yan Cangling was surprised at the director who saw the silver in his hand shining, and said in hindsight: "Director, you haven't asked King Xiping how these prisoners should be executed, should they be chopped off?" head, buried alive, Ling Chi, or?"

"Ask why! Ask even the most serious things, do you think I'm dead!" Wu Qikang took the credit for nothing, and the money was not lost to him. When Yan Cangling deliberately emphasized the word "Ling Chi", he was furious, "Ling Chi, all Ling Chi, no one will be kept, let me Ling! Chi! Execute! Death!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" After hearing such a tragic death news, one of the prisoners on the field broke away from the guard, snatched the sharp knife from the guard's hand with his backhand, and waved the sharp knife at the guard with a grim face. The director slashed at him, but his strength alone was no match for all the guards. The tip of the knife was able to push towards the director's door, but he was knocked away with a few bangs, and the prisoner was also twisted by his arm and kicked to kneel down. , Kneeling in humiliation in front of the director he hated.

"You two, don't die well, die badly!"

"Yah, bah!" The director turned pale with fright, dripping with cold sweat, stroked his heart and rubbed it for a long time, then regained his energy and walked towards the prisoner, jumped on the prisoner again, and stomped hard on the prisoner. After a few times, "Dare to kill me, you don't want to die! Bah! I trampled you to death!" His anger vented, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat leisurely, and kicked the moaning prisoner away. With a slight smile engraved with a biting chill, "Thinking that I am a prince is great, dare to take my credit? Dare to kill me? I want you to see how good I am! Come on, drag him down first, Ling! Late! Execute! Die! I will solve them one by one later!"

"No, no, no! Let me go, let me go..." The prisoner, who was kicked until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen and screaming in pain, suddenly gained strength and shouted loudly, heart-piercingly, but in the end he couldn't resist the director's order, He was really dragged to the execution ground, his clothes were removed, and he was slashed ruthlessly and mercilessly.How could these servants be as skilled as an executioner? The so-called lingchi execution was nothing more than holding a knife to pick off the pleasing flesh of the prisoner. The pain was worse than the real lingchi execution.

"Ahh! Why do you treat me like this, why! What's wrong with me, what's wrong with me!"

"You don't want to die, you don't want to die!"

"You are also human, why are you only allowed to bully us...we are not allowed to resist...why let you decide...our life and death...why, why!"

"Hehehe, hahaha! Hahahahaha..."

The blood gushes out, and merges with the falling rain to form a cruel red tide, winding along the rain, stretching towards the distance, towards the end of despair...

Those screams were finally drowned in the pained moan, and there was no more sound after that—the person was not dead, but the sound stopped first, and the pain was so extreme that there was no sound, only the ridicule in my heart.

The director was laughing triumphantly, the guards were laughing ferociously, the prisoner was watching coldly and indignantly, Yan Cangling, he turned around silently, went to the corner, looked up at the sky, the rain was like an endless stream of raindrops. The needles were inserted into his face one by one, piercing into the texture and bone marrow.He caused all this, but he didn't cause it - he no longer knew what he was thinking.Ling Chi's execution was just a tool he used to advance his plan, but it became a butcher's knife for others. He expected that some prisoners would be executed by Ling Chi, but when he faced it, he found that his heart was so fragile.

He has been in the army for many years, and he has never seen life or death. He always thought that he was ruthless enough to kill every enemy and sacrifice everyone without mercy, but when he really sacrificed, he was timid. Ask yourself, is it worth it to make others sacrifice so cruelly, is it worth it?

——"If you really have the heart to help the world, you should not be happy with things and not sad with yourself. If the road ahead is difficult, then find another way, and if there are obstacles in front, then overcome the thorns!"

"Benefactor!" He opened his pupils wide open, and the sharp rain fell, which hurt his eyes and made his lost heart walk out of the mist.

He suddenly remembered the rain curtain seven years ago, the smiling Yan Yan stretched out his hands and pulled him out of despair...

Yan Cangling smiled, wiped off the water stains on his face, and walked towards the rain curtain.

It rained continuously for half a day, and finally stopped in the evening.The dormitory was filled with a death-like silence. After being hit by a stone secretly sent by Yan Cangling, the prisoner who was lingering was finally freed from the extreme pain. Unforgettable——he slowly raised his long-hanging head, towards Yan Cangling, showing a desperate smile. When he fell down, his corpse became a prop for the guards to vent their anger. That smile, Mixed with muddy water and footprints, it can no longer be seen.

What was sprouting in his chest, what sadness was flowing in his heart, Yan Cangling suddenly realized that if one day the real king came to the world, he would pardon the world, even criminals should live with dignity and die with dignity.

Yan Cangling secretly contacted his subordinates, after arranging everything properly, he calmed down his mood, walked into the director's room with a sneer, just like before, put the director down with a bowl of sugar water, and then put the director down. I stuffed it under the bed to cover it up.The director is still useful for the time being, so he has to be saved.

Yan Cangling returned to his room, sent out a signal, then took out the prison uniform and human skin mask he had prepared for a long time, disguised himself as an ordinary prisoner at the fastest speed, and set fire to his house.

"It's water, it's water!" As soon as the house burned, the fire spread immediately on a dry summer day, and the guards who were about to fall asleep immediately put on their clothes and trousers, rushed out, and ran to the side of the well with a bucket of water. Buckets of water, one after another, poured cold water on to the fire.

Flames lingered, igniting sleepless nights.

"Ah!" A short mournful cry left a trail in the air, then stopped suddenly, and everyone's ears were captured by the roaring fire, and no one heard it.

As a result, more and more short screams disappeared into the sound of fire. When the last few guards felt that something was wrong and turned their heads, they saw several prisoners in prison uniforms, with bloody knives in their hands, and a pair of cruel red eyes. staring at himself.The flames were so red that their faces were clearly red and black. They were obviously the most ordinary faces, but people could see Abi Hell through those faces.

The guards screamed, but they didn't care about putting out the fire. They threw buckets at the prisoners and fled.

The bucket was hit by a sharp knife in the air, and flew obliquely, heading straight for the guard's head.There was a loud bang, followed by the flash of fire, and in an instant an officer's head exploded, and blood spattered all over the body of his companion.

"Escape, escape!"

The lingering sound of fleeing for life spread to the open area. The arrogant guard lost all his spine and ran away with a slap in the face. Those with weak feet could not escape, even if they crawled, they would climb out of the sharp blade.

"It's done, there's no need to chase." Yan Cangling suddenly appeared behind the murderous prisoners. The prisoners turned their heads and whispered in unison: "Master." It turned out that these prisoners were all dressed up by Yan Cangling's subordinates.

"Keep a few alive." Yan Cangling's lips were tightly pressed, and a white line appeared on the lips, "How is Wu Qikang now."

"Master, he was trapped halfway because of a car crash. Our people have dragged him, and now he is only two miles away from the matching office."

"Very well, let's go, let's go to the prison!"

"Yes!"

Yan Cangling led the crowd into the prison, chopped down the prison guards, and rushed to the door of the prison where all the prisoners were held, slashed with his big hand, the heavy lock snapped and fell to the ground.Yan Cangling was full of arrogance, picked up the heavy lock that fell to the ground, and waved his hand: "Brothers! I have cut off the lock that trapped us! We are free, free!"

"Free? Hahahaha, we are free, free!" One sound, like a tidal wave, swaying thousands of miles, thousands of miles.The prisoners were overjoyed, and their blood was surging in their hearts because of the word "freedom". Looking at the sharp knives in the hands of Yan Cangling, everyone's eyes turned red.Insulted by the servants, threatened by the boss, who is not guilty of death but controlled by others, they are all aspiring men, but when they get lost for a while, they become the playthings of others to vent their anger, and they are even beaten by knives in the end. Censor judge, how can such a small director decide their life and death!

"Brothers! We are not guilty of death, but why are we subject to a small director, who even decides our life and death! Who deserves to die, and who should stay, there are names and surnames in the life and death book of the King of Hades, and the director is cruel and vicious. Killing someone's life is the one who deserves to be punished, and if you say yes, you are not!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Everyone clenched their fists high and echoed.

"Brothers! You are so evil, arrogant and domineering when you bullied us, but now we are strong and flee, do you think we should pursue it or not!"

"Chase chase chase!"

"Okay!" Yan Cangling swung the heavy lock heavily, slashed it in half with a sharp knife, and shouted loudly, "Today, I swear by breaking the lock, and I will never stop until I don't tear him into pieces!"

Swish, a hundred pairs of red eyes widened impressively, and every prisoner's blood boiled with excitement. The clenched fists were not because of anger, but because they restrained their urge to rush out and kill people.

"Brothers, let's go! Pick up the knife, let's charge!"

"Go, go!"

Yan Cangling turned around angrily, holding up a bright blood-stained sharp knife, like a bright red banner, illuminating the way the prisoners are going.

Along the way, he chopped down everyone and killed every obstacle, creating a path of blood.After rushing out of the distribution center, Yan Cangling led the crowd westward.

If you ask him where he led the crowd to, it is the place where Xiping King Wu Qikang stayed.