The Magnate’s Six-year-Old Niece

Si Muen opened his mouth in astonishment.

"This Liao Jing just said that he is an immortal, right?"

"The immortal was actually killed by Uncle Qi with the immortal weapon?"

"Third uncle, how do I remember that every time Uncle Ji and you compete against each other, he will lose to you?"

So it seems that the water is not very large.

This is a flood.

At this time, Si Niannian and Bu Chensu had rescued the person.

Si Niannian supported one with one hand, and Bu Chensu carried two on his shoulders.

Yuan Cheng and a member of the Flying Eagle team named Leizi were seriously injured and were supported by Si Niannian.

Their clothes were in tatters, blood and sweat were mixed together, the wounds were bloody, and some bones were deeply visible.

However, the monkey and another member of the special team that Bu Chensui was carrying were no longer breathing.

Si Muen's pupils shrank, and his expression suddenly subsided. After Bu Chensui put the person down, he walked over slowly with heavy steps.

"Little bastard, what's wrong with you?"

Si Muen squatted on the ground and lifted the head of the young man on the ground, "Little bastard, you, wake up, sister, come and see what happened to him?"

Lei Zi took the first two steps with a lame leg, and choked: "That bastard Liao Jing took the little bastard and Brother Monkey away for a while, and when they came back, they were out of breath and out of breath. Day and night, I don't know. They all suffered something, captain, before the little bastard left, he still... still talked about you, saying that he wanted to do tasks with you, captain, in the next life."

Lei Zi couldn't go on, the big man about 1.8 meters, covered his mouth but still cried.

They have been doing tasks for so many years, and they have suffered large and small casualties, but it is the first time that someone has died so tragically.

They have been comrades-in-arms for many years, brothers who have been born and died together countless times.

They spend more time together than family members, more than family members.

Si Muen looked at the dense wounds on Lei Zi's body, and with just one glance, the shape of the wound was caused by several sharp weapons.

In places he can't see, there's no telling how many.

Si Muen's nose was sore, and his eyes were red.

Bean-sized tears dripped down without warning.

It fell on Lei Zi's face, mixed with the blood stains from the corners of his eyes, forming blood and tears.

"Leizi, the captain will take you home."

Si Muen slapped Lei Zi up and held him tightly in his arms.

"I'm sorry, Master En, I didn't protect your people." Yuan Cheng looked guilty.

This time I came to Huaibei Prison for the case of their Detective Bureau.

En Shao is not here, he should protect En Shao's people well.

But it turned out that he could only watch them die.

Yuan Cheng's face was also full of tears.

Not only for Leizi, but also for monkeys.

At this time, Yuan Cheng only hated himself for being too useless, and his injuries were so severe that he couldn't carry the monkey's body himself.

"Damn it, I've never been so aggrieved before from the detective to the captain, from the captain to the director!"

"This account, I must settle it!"

Yuan Cheng's tone was full of hatred.

He looked around to check, "Where's Liao Jing? Where's the offal?"

"I'm going to blow myself up today, holding him, and I have to avenge the monkey and Leizi!"

Cycling looked at him, "Dead."

"What?" Yuan Cheng was stunned.

The cycle repeated, "Liao Jing, is dead."

However, the hatred in Yuan Cheng's eyes did not diminish because of the news of Liao Jing's death.

"If he is dead, let this prison be buried with Monkey and Leizi!"

"This kind of hellish place should have long since existed!"

"Yuan Cheng, calm down." Si Xinghe walked over and handed over a bottle of medicine, "What is the significance of Huaibei Prison to today's world of self-cultivation, you don't know it, don't be impatient."

Yuan Cheng took a deep breath and looked at Si Xinghe with bloodshot eyes.

"Third Master, let me ask you, if it's your brother, your subordinate, your good friend who died today, can you still say 'don't be impatient' so calmly?"

Si Xinghe was silent.

he can not.

Do not persuade others to be kind without suffering others.

Only at this moment did Si Xinghe fully understand the meaning of this sentence.

"What do you want to do?" Si Xinghe asked.

With cold eyes, Yuan Cheng glanced around, looking in all directions.

"I'm going to destroy this prison."

Si Muen carried Lei Zi to a corner and placed him there temporarily.

"Chen Su, do me a favor."

This is the first time since childhood that Si Muen spoke to Bu Chensui in such a begging tone.

No need for Si Muen to say more, Bu Chensu already understood what he meant.

He directly waved a mental force and set up a barrier to protect Lei Zi.

Si Muen got up, walked to Bu Chensu's side, and patted his shoulder.

"Thanks."

Bu Chensu didn't say much, any polite words said at this time are trampling on the relationship between him and Si Muen who grew up together.

"Brother, what do you want?"

Si Niannian looked over.

There was a cold, dead silence in Si Muen's eyes.

"This prison was originally built to punish those who are wicked, but today, many years later, it has become a playground for these wicked guys, the Happy Cave."

"In that underground arena, the daily flow of funds is in the hundreds of millions!"

"And whose pocket did the money go into?"

Si Muen looked at Zhou and Si Xinghe, "I haven't gained anything in the ring these days."

"What harvest?" Si Xinghe asked.

Si Muen narrowed his eyes slightly, "I think there is another person behind Liao Jing."

My father was suddenly critically ill, and I hurried back home by plane. Since arriving at the hospital, I have been busy until now. My father's consciousness is still not clear. The doctor said that it will be more dangerous in the next few days. I can only write so much today. Time to write is still unknown...