Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Wang Gui grinned with his big yellow teeth, and said, "The dark guards were the old prince's elite troops specially used to assassinate the high-ranking enemies in the early years. Isn't it just like playing with him if he is tied up like a bastard?"

Yoho, so the dark guard was originally a special force?

Li Xin couldn't help feeling a little emotional. This cheap old man whom I have never met, Chu Wang Li Xuandao, is really a wonderful man among wonderful men, he can even comprehend advanced combat concepts such as special operations and beheading operations. Thinking about it this way, it is really normal for such a character to give up the throne.

After all, extraordinary people naturally do extraordinary things. If a person is always doing ordinary things, then he must have no extraordinary talent.

Li Xin shook his head, said no more, and followed Wang Gui to the dungeon of the palace.

Since Li Xin took over the Chu Palace, the dungeon is not often closed. The last time they were imprisoned was from the Lu family, who was tortured half to death by Zhao Ke's crazy and almost inhuman mother-in-law, and finally dealt with the matter hastily. Unexpectedly, less than a year later, there will be new residents here.

Li Xin walked through the long corridor, listening to the echo of his footsteps, and came to the cell where Yang Bao was being held. This is a very small prison cell, except for the bed is a chair, Yang Bao was firmly tied to this chair, his eyes were covered with black cloth strips, and a piece was stuffed in his mouth, which made him feel a little hairy. Green foot wraps.

Li Xin felt a little emotional, if he was Yang Bao, with such a thing stuffed in his mouth, he might even have the desire to die - after breathing the air filtered by this piece of foot wrap, the whole respiratory system might I don't really want it anymore, okay?

There were no windows in the cell, only two small candles hung on the wall. I don't know if it's due to psychological effects, but Li Xin always feels that the cell is a little cold, and if he stays for a long time, he will definitely get arthritis and old cold legs.

Although Yang Bao was blindfolded, his ears were still sensitive. He had heard footsteps a long time ago, but he was unable to speak due to the restriction of the foot wrap around his mouth, so he could only whimper a few times in disorder while struggling hard on the chair.

Li Xin turned his head and gestured to Wang Gui, signaling him to take off the foot wrap from Yang Bao's mouth.

For the first time, Wang Gui felt hesitant about Li Xin's order. He couldn't help cursing in his heart: Which bastard did this? Don't know how powerful your feet are? Just put the foot wrap in the mouth of a living person, what if it is smoked to death? Even if he didn't smoke to death, what if he was stupid?

Finally, Wang Guifei kicked a hidden guard beside him to the ground, and said, "Go, take that piece of cloth off."

The unlucky hidden guard got up from the ground, went forward without changing his expression, reached out and took the foot wrap from Yang Bao's mouth, then stepped back and quietly threw the foot wrap into the corner. Li Xin couldn't help admiring, even dare to touch this kind of biochemical weapon with his hands, he is really a warrior.

As soon as the foot wrap left his mouth, Yang Bao gasped heavily. Perhaps it was because the foot wrap was in his mouth for too long, and the saliva was stinky, and he always felt that his breath still had a smell. It wasn't until he tried his best to spit out his saliva that he finally managed to breathe clean air, as if he had just climbed ashore from a stinking ditch.