Myth analysis, I know the plot and I am invincible

Chapter 1744

"Old ghost head, you are also the old man in the blood, it is not easy to live now."

"Why do you want to eat hard?"

"What does the people of the labor run away? The first is the rebellion of Wusheng Rules, and the second is the harm to the next order of Wusheng."

"You see, for that prisoner, there are already three patrols to investigate, how many manpower and material resources have been wasted?"

"You said you, why can't you prevent it in advance? Why not stop it? Even if you know his whereabouts, it is at least convenient for the patrol team to arrest."

"As a result? You do nothing, just watching the offender fled so much."

"You say you can't do it, it doesn't look like, how do you think your behavior is more likely, just like the criminal who chose to escape, not the criminal who came to work."

Nancheng, large construction site!

There are a lot of people who are wearing a lot, noodles like dishes, and thin figures.

One of them and two, they were extremely boring and heavy work, carrying hundreds of pounds of stones, and transporting back and forth on the construction site.

These people, men, women, old and young, different.

But they all have a very typical characteristic, that is, their witch blood is very weak, belonging to bleeding.

There is a high platform in the construction site.

There was a bloody man hanging there, and he was dressed in rude. At this moment, he was tattered by the whip. The blood dripped along his toes, which had formed a pool of blood. Obviously, he was sentenced to a long time.

The old man, the old man pointed to Li Su.

He was so thin and overwhelmed, because of his torture relationship, it seemed even more bleak. If it wasn't for his chest, he would think that it would be a corpse.

The breath is too weak.

Not far from the old man, a fat man was sitting.

The long fat head is stuffed with the entire chair, and it looks like a hill. The horizontal flesh, under the west diagonal sun, made a thin layer of sweat.

There were two women kneeling beside the fat man, one was cutting meat for the fat man, shaving from the bones full of fatty meat, splitting, and putting it in the plate where the fat man's right hand could be caught carefully. The other hand did not know any fur towels. In the case of not higher than the fat man's shoulders, he wiped the sweat flowing out of the hotness of the sky.

Don't look at the low status of two witch maids, but in fact, their witch blood is much higher than those on the construction site, although they can't meet the standards of Wusheng's witchmen.

Around the fat man, there were thirty rides, with a strong and strong body of black knight, responsible for construction site management, and protecting the fat man.

The fat man grabbed the towel next to the dining plate and wiped the greasy hand, grabbed the whip of the whip head on the table with blood and minced meat whip, and threw it at hand. The black long whip was like a poisonous snake in the hole. After flying over a few meters, it was once again hit the old man's body.

Pop ~!

With a loud noise, the blood splashed, and the elderly who had almost only a slight ups and downs in the chest immediately couldn't help shaking, and couldn't help making a groan.

Seeing this, the fat man did not stop his right hand, but threw two whip again. The old man was cramped, and he almost closed his breath before he raised his hand to collect the leather whip and resting on the edge of the table.

I have to say that although the fat ears they eat, the whip of this hand is still good, it is not light or heavy, it makes people hurt, but it will not be too injured.

"Really, others have to respond to talking, otherwise, people think you are asleep, don't you look incompetent?"

"By the way, don't swallow, old things, even if you want to die, you have to wait for the bloody thorns to do a good job of harem, otherwise, you can only let your family replace it."

"I remember, you have a granddaughter? It's not easy, so big, if you are involved, it would be too miserable."

The hanging old man trembled, and he almost had no breath. At this moment, he increased his breathing. Obviously the threat of the fat man hit his key.

In the face of the scene on the high platform, the blood of the stones around the surroundings is completely indifferent, and still silently do the matter of my hand, as if I am used to it, I don't care.

A group of Diaoli people, docile on the surface, what are the bones thinking, thinking I don't know?

Can't see it? Haha, okay, pretend to be slowly.

Attacking the prosecutor, outside the South City, I felt that I couldn't find it? Hey, let's kill this old west festival today, and then slowly clean up you.

Do not dug out the participants one by one, and all kill them one by one. This is endless.

The fat man smiled coldly and quickly returned his eyes to the old man hanging. "Old things, don't you say it? It's all three hours, why not persist? As long as you say the whereabouts of the criminal, you are relaxed, you are easy, I'm relaxed too, isn't it "?"

Breathing hard, showing that the old man who was not dead opened his eyes slowly, his old eyes were full of fatigue, and it seemed to be out at any time, but deep in the pupils, there was a flame burning.

Can't die, you can't die like this.

The old man pulled his weak lips and spit out the voice like a mosquito fly: "Adult, I really don't know, that boy, he suddenly ran, and I didn't respond at all, I could only come over and report."

Having said that, the old man seemed to have exhausted his strength and could not continue.

"Haha, you won't tell me even if you bite me to death? Very good, very good."

The fat man sneered and picked up the whip he had put down again, "Then let me see, is your mouth hard or your life hard."

As if he didn't want to continue, the fat man had a murderous intention.

With a wave of his thick arm, the black whip raised again was completely different from before, directly breaking through the air, forming a shocking momentum.

There is no doubt that this whip is fatal!

The old man was still silent, because he was almost exhausted and could no longer speak.

At this moment, he felt sad and couldn't help regretting.

It was not because he was hard-mouthed and unwilling to explain Li Su's whereabouts, nor was it for his own ending, but because of his granddaughter.

In fact, when he saw the fat man in front of him, he knew that the other party would not let him go.

Although Li Su's departure was his suggestion, it was not serious.

Wucheng's attitude towards mixed blood is not to be slaves and servants. Slaves have human beings, and the high and mighty Wu clan should not have such existence. Therefore, the dead mixed blood is good mixed blood.

Therefore, giving Li Su a suggestion is indeed kind, so that Li Su can escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

If it were another prosecutor, the other party would just laugh it off.

But the fat man in front of him is different. This bastard, or the family behind him, is very extreme in discriminating against mixed blood. Therefore, the attitude towards mixed blood is also extremely bad, and they are eager to kill them.

Therefore, not long ago, the fat man's relatives were killed by someone from behind after leaving Nancheng.

The death was so miserable.

Mixed blood is just a weak witch blood, not without any power.

Afterwards, he was naturally furious. Not only did the patrol team and the black cavalry go out in full force, but the fat man also took action himself and arrested many people.

Unfortunately, those who took action have not been caught until now.

Therefore, the moment he saw the fat man, the old man immediately realized that the timing was too bad, giving the other party a reason to trouble him. No matter how he defended himself, the other party would never let him go.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but smile bitterly. He would die, and he had lived too long. Now, his granddaughter might not be able to escape the other party's murderous hands.

He didn't doubt the fat man's viciousness. Even if the other party didn't say it, he would never let his family go. If he said it, he would never let go.

He was obviously living in hell, why did he do such a stupid thing?

Now it's good. He killed himself and his granddaughter. When he died and became a wild ghost, the other party probably wouldn't be grateful to him, but full of hatred, thinking that he was the one who sent him to die.

Haha, haha, hahaha.

Well, well!

It's better to go back to such a hell. Although it will be a little painful at the end of life, it's better than living in such a place for decades.

It would be great if I knew I shouldn't have given birth, or strangled to death in the cradle after birth. At least I don't have to suffer this damn pain.

Looking at the whip whistling, the old man's eyes, which he had managed to open, were blurred at this moment. The eyes that had been completely dry since the day his son died of exhaustion in his arms were moistened again.

What a witch city!

A person who has died once can actually die again.

Haha, hahaha!

The black whip turned into a dragon and rushed straight to the old man.

This time, it was no longer the body, but the old man's head. Not only did he have the intention to kill, but he was actually rushing to kill.

The disabled old man, the group of mixed bloods below can ignore it, so what about the children of a few years old? Can they continue to be so silent? The fat man's small eyes were full of coldness, thinking with malice.

The air was torn apart!

The whip made a harsh sound, the final blow, and the insensitive mixed bloods under the high platform were finally affected at this moment, and could no longer remain calm.

The old man was not only the longest-lived person among the mixed bloods, but also secretly helped many mixed bloods.

Many people's veins bulged, and the emotions suppressed deep in their hearts could not help but jump, and they gradually pushed away the thick mud covering them.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of the old man with his back to the whistling long whip.

It was so abrupt that the fat man who made the move had no time to withdraw his hand, and could only watch the whip in his hand hit the head of the figure.

Of course, the whip did not hit the figure, and he grabbed it when it was about to fall on the figure's head.

"Who is it?"

At the first moment, the black riders around the high platform moved, and the black guns in their hands were raised in an instant, and the terrible murderous intent exploded, facing the person who suddenly appeared on the high platform.

The mixed bloods under the high platform also changed their faces. In their opinion, the people who would save the mixed bloods would only be the same mixed bloods, and it was obvious that taking action in this situation would simply be courting death, and it would just be giving away their own lives in vain.

Damn, young people? Why can't you keep calm? ? ?

The fat man was also laughing, his smile was ferocious and he was even more pleased. He didn't expect that someone could not help but come down and appeared silently on the high platform. This strength was very good, very good.

This should be one of the main forces of the bastards who killed his cousin, right?

As for the old man, he was a little stunned.

Although his vision was blurred for a while, in fact, he didn't shed many tears. After all, his blood was almost drained, how many tears could he have? So, he saw clearly the person who suddenly appeared.

It was the outsider who asked him to go to the tower!

The old man was shocked. Unlike others, although he had good intentions to save him from pain, he was also afraid. What if the other party did not enter the tower but chose to escape? In that case, once the other party was arrested, it would be another matter.

Therefore, when Li Su went to the tower, the old man did not leave directly, but stood in the distance and watched the other party.

If the other party did not enter but escaped, the old man would immediately carry out another plan.

Therefore, the old man saw Li Su enter the tower with his own eyes, and then turned around and left to report to Nancheng.

Since the tower was established in this witch city, there is only one kind of person who can enter and come out, that is, those who are recognized by the tower and obtain the status of the tower disciple.

"You, you, you!"

The old man couldn't help twitching, and his eyes moved from the face of the person in front of him to his body.

What caught his eye was a black-based, silver-patterned outfit with witch patterns engraved on it and elemental aura fluctuations.

This is a robe!

Moreover, it is a robe unique to the registered disciples of the tower!

Not only the old man, as the figure became clearer from being abrupt, the expressions of the black knights holding guns and standing in formation began to change drastically, and the mixed bloods under the high platform also showed strange expressions.

As for the fat man who had been grinning and maintaining a high-handed attitude since his appearance, and was once proud of his figure, he had already frozen, and beads of sweat were seen pouring down from his face and body.

It was as if he was in a heavy rain. In just a few seconds, his body was wet. No matter how the kneeling witch wiped it, it couldn't be wiped dry. There were too many.

High Tower, registered disciple!

Six words, like thunder, directly struck the minds of everyone at the construction site of the south wall.

Undoubtedly, the person who came was Li Su.

He took a breath. The old man's situation was undoubtedly quite bad. If it was a little later, even if he mastered the life-saving magic of Yimu Immortal Sutra, he couldn't pull back a completely dead person.

At least, he caught up!

After using the token of a registered disciple to hit the forehead of the leader of the Black Cavalry who besieged him and made him bleed, Li Su did not bother the other party too much.

The status of a registered disciple of the high tower is not comparable to that of the Black Cavalry of the Wucheng patrol team. Even the dignitaries in Wucheng must have a very high status to be qualified to be on par.

He himself did not suffer any loss, but almost all the Black Cavalry were severely injured by him. After the other party admitted defeat because of the token, they immediately asked about the situation of the old man and then ran over without stopping.

After all, the old man had the grace of guidance, not to mention that he also hoped to establish a Wucheng intelligence point through him.

Reaching out, a huge vitality burst out and gently tapped on the old man's body, restoring his injuries while replenishing vitality for his body that was about to run out of energy.

After a while, after confirming that the old man had basically recovered, Li Su snapped his fingers and broke the telescopic rope that hung him up.

Holding the old man, Li Su glanced at the black riders around him, pointed at the fat man who was sweating all over, and said, "Hang him up. No extra requirements. Just make sure it's exactly the same as how many times he whipped him and how long he whipped him for!"

Instantly, the fat man who was sweating all over trembled.

He immediately raised his head, with seven parts of fear and three parts of forced calmness, and said: "Wait, my lord, although I don't know why you want to protect that mixed blood, I have not violated the rules of Wucheng. As a Wu citizen of Wucheng, even if you are a disciple of the high tower, you cannot punish me for no reason."

Li Su glanced at the other party and said: "Why did you punish this old man?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, his heart skipped a beat, and his expression could not help but be terrified. He trembled and said: "Because he let go of the prisoners who were supposed to do labor without authorization, so he was punished."

Li Su smiled and said: "Really, so I have become a prisoner? This is really surprising. Okay, I'll give you one stick of incense time to take out my wanted order, even if you write one on the spot with your blood."

After that, he tore a piece of cloth and threw it in front of the other party.

"One stick of incense, take your time, you can go home to do it, or go to the government office to do it, anyway, I'm not in a hurry."

Prisoner? The fat man's pupils suddenly widened, so big that they were about to jump out of his eye sockets. He stared at Li Su, with nothing but disbelief in his eyes.

How could it be? How could it be? How could he be the escaped prisoner?

For a moment, countless thoughts flashed in the fat man's mind, and countless ideas grew. In the end, the fat man looked desperate. He suddenly raised his palm-leaf fan-sized hand and hit his head fiercely.

Wanted order?

How could a mere mixed blood have it, or how could he be qualified?

Make one?

Are you kidding? No matter what the other party's identity was before, he is now a disciple of the high tower, he is! Therefore, if the fat man dares to use the name of the Wucheng government office, the Wucheng government office can kill his whole family, and if he uses his own name, his family can kill his entire lineage.

Just when the fat man's palm was about to hit his head, Li Su's cold voice sounded, and he said lightly: "If you dare to commit suicide, I will regard this matter as your family's instigation!"

The palm paused, and the fat man looked miserable.

Wucheng has a strict hierarchy.

Just like the fat man and the old man, the old man doesn't even dare to die early in front of the fat man.

Similarly, facing Li Su, the registered disciple of the tower, even if the fat man wants to commit suicide, he must get his consent, otherwise it will implicate everyone related to him.

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