win the hairpin

Chapter 188 Two Children Fighting

Between Zhang Xuzhang and Song Huiyue, there was originally a bad situation where swords were on the verge of breaking out, but now it was a big battle. The torture tools on the wall were taken down by the three of them fighting together, and they became convenient weapons.

Liu Qin and others who hadn't gone far stood at a loss. The jailers first shouted angrily, drew their knives and rushed forward. As soon as they reached the door, blood mist sprayed out, spraying the first to the door. The festival is full of faces.

Everyone retreated together, and then looked at the three people in the narrow room tossing and turning, the cold light was cold, Zhang Lin guarded Zhang Xuzhen and huddled in the corner, Yin Xiao used one against two, and forced the two guards to retreat again and again. Yue stood in place, staring at Zhang Xutang.

As for their magistrate, who has rich experience in interrogation, he immediately rolled under the table as soon as a fight broke out.

While protecting himself, Dou Qushan yelled to stop. He yelled three times to no avail. He ventured out from under the table, raised the inkstone on the table high, sank into his dantian, and smashed it down: "Is this going to rebel? ! This is the magistrate's yamen! It's not your own family's one-acre three-point land!"

His voice shook the room, and Zhang Xutang and Song Huiyue were also shocked. The two shouted to stop almost at the same time, the two guards returned to their positions, and Yin Xiao also stood behind Song Huiyue.

Only then did Dou Qushan and the yamen servants outside heave a sigh of relief.

"Zhang Ya Nei," Dou Qushan looked at Zhang Xutang with a sinking face, "My temple here is too small to accommodate a big Buddha like you, please!"

The torture room was in a mess, and he really didn't have a good look at Zhang Xutang who made the first move.

He couldn't treat one more favorably than another, he looked at Song Huiyue and Yin Xiao, and snorted heavily through his nostrils: "It seems that I won't be able to detain the two of you here anymore, please go back to your cell each, and wait for me to report to you. You two can go wherever you want."

Zhang Xu was very unwilling to turn Song Huiyue into a cauliflower snake, but the mess in Prince Yan's mansion was still waiting for him to clean up, and he couldn't waste it for a long time.

He held Zhang Lin's hand and walked out again, and when he rubbed shoulders with Song Huiyue, Song Huiyue suddenly reached out, grabbed Zhang Xutang's hair bun, pushed down hard, showed his white teeth, and aimed at Zhang Xutang. Zhang Xutang bit down on Zhang Xutang's throat without hesitation.

See blood.

Zhang Xutang let her suddenly shove and fall forward. Before Zhang Lin could stabilize him, he got a real bite on the neck, and immediately groaned and shivered in pain.

Familiar pain hit him, he forgot his weakness, and he also forgot that he still had guards. He reached out and grabbed Song Huiyue's hair, grabbed a bun and shoved to the ground, and clenched his fist with the other hand indiscriminately. attack.

The two parties became entangled again, one side refused to let go, the other side refused to let go, Yin Xiao and the two guards refused to give in, Zhang Lin anxiously tried to remove Song Huiyue's jaw, but failed to find a chance.

The hearts of Dou Qushan and the others hung up again, especially Dou Qushan, who became ants on the hot pot.

Fortunately, Song Huiyue didn't intend to kill Zhang Xutang, she let go first, turned over and pressed Zhang Xutang, grabbed his collar with one hand, and patted Zhang Xutang's face with the other, mouth full It was all blood, he opened his mouth and smiled, and the blood dripped from his smile.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you here. If I kill you, I will have to pay for my life."

Zhang Xutang's thin chest bears the weight of Song Huiyue's body, and her internal organs are about to explode immediately, she can't breathe, her face has turned into a purple eggplant, almost causing her to sit on her buttocks to death.

He grabbed Song Huiyue's hand vigorously and kicked his legs wildly. Zhang Lin got a chance, picked up Song Huiyue and threw it aside.

Yin Xiao stopped immediately and retreated to Song Huiyue, Lao Wei stepped forward to carry Zhang Xutang on his back, and Xiao Wei patted Zhang Xutang's back to give him comfort.

"Okay, okay," Zhang Xutang said incoherently in pain, "Mad Dog, I let you bite again."

He stared at Song Huiyue's teeth, wanting to knock them out one by one, while watching his own blood flow between Song Huiyue's mouth and teeth, he suddenly had a strange thought in his heart.

His blood was swallowed by Song Huiyue, and the two merged into one body. In the end, they merged into the same person—both heartless and cold-blooded people.

Although the seeds in the depths of the two souls are the same, the branches that grow out have been watered differently and become different landscapes.

Everyone around Song Huiyue loves her, and she loves them too. Even that fool spoke sweet words, which made Zhang Xutang reluctant to let go, so she bloomed flowers, making everyone around her have a lingering fragrance.

Zhang Xutang thought about the people around him - he didn't know whether he loved him or not, in short, he was watered down with gold, silver and jewelry, and he was taken to a dark corner.

His seed itself is evil, so it grows into a full-fledged appearance, from the inside to the outside, it is bone-chillingly cold and bone-piercingly poisonous.

"Mad dog," he suddenly laughed, "I don't want to kill you."

It is very easy for a person to die, and it disperses like a puff of smoke, so what's the point.

He wanted to move Song Huiyue back from the sun to the shadows, make all her flowers wither, and make her a person just like himself.

Song Huiyue spat bloody water, raised her hand and wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and laughed at Zhang Xutang's kindness: "Do you want me to thank you for not killing me?"

"No thanks," Zhang Xutang patted Lao Wei on the shoulder, "Let's go."

Dou Qushan listened to Zhang Xutang blatantly talking about murder, ignoring him as a magistrate, and also ignoring the court's laws. Thinking of the situation when his daughter was kidnapped and left home, his hatred for Zhang Xutang became more and more deep-seated.

How could there be such a person in the world, who would determine the life and death of others in a single thought.

Zhang Xutang left, and the shadow he brought along with him. Dou Qushan asked Jieji to take everyone back to prison, and he wanted to go back to calm down.

However, before he walked out of the prison door, there was a commotion outside, the door opened, and a few yamen servants led a large group of people like sheep, and brought them into the prison.

"Mr. Dou!" Kuaiban came forward to report: "These are the people who straighten up the tabloids, and there are also tabloids in the early Yuan Dynasty behind them. I'm afraid we won't be able to lock them in the prison. Do you want to borrow the criminals from the Ministry of Punishment and the Department of Criminal Prosecutions?" Use it in a prison?"

Dou Qushan stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck and took a look outside, and saw that there were people all in the blackness in front of him, all of them looked at a loss, and he was very puzzled why he came to the prison.

Few people are afraid - there are too many people arrested, there is no need to be afraid.

Dou Qushan just wanted to use these newspaper offices and teahouses to muddy the water, he didn't want to borrow a prison cell, so he said casually, "Squeeze."

It will be released soon anyway.

After he finished speaking, he left. No matter how crowded the cell was, the policemen threw the man to Jieji since Prefect Dou had spoken.

Squeezing is enough, but the prisoner’s eating, drinking, and loosening are all problems. Every time one person urinates, the toilet will be full. One steamed bun per person is hundreds of steamed buns, and one mouthful of water is enough to fill the tank. drink up.

Moreover, these people have long mouths, squatting in the prison and chirping, the sound is buzzing, like hundreds of mosquitoes whispering in the ears.

(End of this chapter)