Super Treasure Hunter

After the guards left, the heavy door opened with a squeak.

They were handed over to another person in the middle of the week. The man didn't speak, and led them in the middle of the week and walked directly into the door.

In the middle of the week, they walked through one cell after another. Although the atmosphere in the corridor was gloomy and dark, and there were many mottled bloodstains between the aisles, but in the middle of the week they still shook their heads and secretly thought. Muttering: This cell, no matter how scary it is, it really came in, it seems that it is just that.

Especially in these cells, there are many prisoners scattered around, and I don't know how many people will come in every day, so many die, and so many more.

Finally, in the middle of the week, they were taken to a place, listened to it, and saw seven rumored "death messengers". Mid-week also cooperated. Before the jailer could speak, he lay down on the blood-stained bench in mid-week. Immediately afterwards, the old-fashioned instruments of torture were used on him one by one.

A set of whip, board, clip stick, tattooing, needle torture, fire torture, and electric torture was like tickling the middle of the week. There was nothing left in the middle of the week, and I slept beautifully.

"Brother, yes!"

"Bull! This is a god-man!"

"Dagang, your punishment looks scary, so it's not good to use it?"

Waking up by the cheers of the prisoners in the middle of the week, I opened my eyes in confusion and remembered that I was in the prison again, and for a while, I was a little overwhelmed by people watching.

But before he could react, there was a loud howl around Zhou Zhong, and Zhou Zhong was so frightened that he bounced off his chair and saw the seven "death envoys" sitting just now. Beside the chair, he started crying and eh Aqi, for a moment was very speechless.

"What can you cry? It's me who is tortured!"

The seven people glanced at him, lowered their heads and continued to cry. The prisoners next to him couldn't stand it anymore. They leaned forward to the railing and sent comforts. How could it be that the relationship with the jailer was so hot as the rumored relationship?

Bai Mingjing and Shan Ying came to the jailers and gave Zhou Zhong a reproachful look: "What are you doing to scare them?" They could see that these jailers were not as ruthless as the rumors, and they were not bloodthirsty. Breath.

Among the many people standing in front of the railing, one person caught the attention of the standing. The man was wearing a brand-new prison uniform, and there were two big characters on the breastplate: "Jobon?"

Seeing someone calling him, the man raised his head reflexively, and instantly lowered. Zhou Zhong spotted him at a glance, stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar. He was so tough: "Aren't you dead? Are you still a flower fertilizer?"

The man shrank his head and looked at Zhou Zhong who did not look like a bad person, explaining the ins and outs of this matter.

It turns out that in order to raise his mistress and foolish son, Yun Kangsheng squeezed the people and deprived the people of their property. The city’s enterprises went bankrupt on a large scale, and the entire city’s economy was crushed to death. There was no room for development... Yun Kang Sheng also often deducted their wages, and today he warned them that if they were not killed by midweek, Yun Kangsheng would make their family unable to live. Their whole family was under the control of Yun Kangsheng, and no one dared. defy.

Also before, Yun Kangsheng sent all the disobedient and disobedient people in the city here, and gave them orders: don't let them go out alive.

But human hearts are long fleshy, and they are just honest men. Where can they dare to send one life to hell? However, Yun Kangsheng ordered him to be added and he must not be disobeyed, so several people agreed on a plan.

First, buy live chickens regularly, saying that you want fresh meat to eat, and then sprinkle chicken blood on the floor. Second, the garden is frequently turned over, and there are rumors of burial in the garden and no return. Third, build a dungeon in a large jail, so that people can be locked in, to deal with surprise inspections, in case of emergency.

Yun Kangsheng caught all those people in the hands of these seven people, thinking that they were dead clean long ago, and he didn't ask more questions.

Hearing these words in the middle of the week, my eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "You are really smart, can you think of this method?"

The prisoners nodded their heads and agreed: "We have food and drink here and don't have to be bullied by Yun Kangsheng. Except we can't go out, play cards, drink, and punch. It's really comfortable."

I looked at the jailers in the middle of the week, apologized to help them up, and apologized one by one: "I'm sorry, I heard the rumors and misunderstood you. I will treat you to a big meal later."

"As for Yun Kangsheng, he will definitely pay for it."

The jailers took the money from midweek and couldn't believe it and asked, "These are all for us?"

Nodded in the middle of the week, and comforted the jailers: "Today, go buy a luxurious meal. Let's have a good drink to celebrate, and the rest will be subsidized for you."

In the middle of the week, he smiled evilly at them: "After I go out, I will find someone surnamed Yun to settle the account!"

Later in the middle of the week, he asked Brother Zhong to pass a letter to the younger brother outside, and asked the jailers to take it out. When they came back from the feast, they looked at each other in mid-week and looked at each other, feeling helpless: why only eat in prison Can it stop during a big meal? Why do you always have a big meal in prison?

In spite of their internal complaints, they still had a good meal in the middle of the week, and the hosts and guests enjoyed themselves.

On the other side, Su Tianyu and Yu Chengzhu are discussing business with Yun Kangsheng.

"On this business, you make a profit without losing it, so why bother?" Su Tianyu looked at Yun Kangsheng and frowned, thinking that he was very inexplicable: no profit was made!

Before Yun Kangsheng had time to talk, he heard the beautiful woman who was pouring wine next to him leisurely take it: "We don't need your charity."

"You should take care of yourself, how can your Ice God Pagoda be better?"

"Could it be that you want to get another piece of the pie on our side? Don't blame me for not reminding you that there is not enough people..."

"Song Yan!" Su Tianyu slapped the table and stood up: "Don't be shameless, I am kind to help you, you are really enough!"

Seeing that the war was about to start, Yun Kangsheng patted Song Yan's hand comfortably, and said greasy: "Baby, don't know him well, didn't you say Professor Shan is coming soon? He will definitely help us."

Yun Kangsheng hugged Song Yan, fantasizing untimely. At this moment, the appearance of the butler broke his longing desire.