Lord Moyu was forced to open

Chapter 878 Jia Zhengjing in the cell

"Unjustly accused! Unjustly accused! I am unjustly accused!"

"Hahaha! I'm going to kill, kill, kill! Kill you! Kill you!"

"Ouch! I don't dare anymore, let me out! Let me out!"

Clap clap clap!

"Ahhh! It hurts! It hurts so much! I'll hit you! I'll hit them all! Stop fighting!"

The Prison of the Ministry of Punishment.

All the most vicious criminals are imprisoned here.

Everyone has at least one life in their hands, and they are all waiting to be executed when the day comes.

However, a special guest was welcomed into the prison today.

Jia Zhengjing!
Former Tobe doctor!
The former third-grade officer, with disheveled hair, was pushed and pushed by the jailer into a cell near the back.

As soon as he entered, Jia Zhengjing hurriedly looked around, his face calm but with a trace of panic that could not be concealed.

But he still forced himself to calm down, found a corner in the cell and sat down against the wall.

The cell was not alone. There was a tall, thick man with a scar on his face in the same cell. This strong man looked like he was not easy to mess with. His arms were thicker than a human head, and he had a fierce look on his face. .

The strong man was taking a nap with his eyes squinted, but he didn't pay attention when he noticed that Jia Zhengjing was thrown into the cell. He opened his eyes briefly and then closed them again.

The two parties spent a period of time in peace and harmony.

It was not until lunch time that two bowls were randomly thrown in from outside. There were two multi-grain steamed buns in each bowl and they rolled to the ground as the bowls were thrown in.

The strong man who had kept his eyes closed opened his eyes immediately when he heard the sound of the bowl falling to the ground. He didn't dislike the multi-grain steamed buns that fell on the ground. He stepped forward and picked up two of his own and started eating.

However, the strong man is used to this kind of treatment. After all, this is a Tianlao, not an inn.

But for Jia Zhengjing, who was a dignified third-rank official that morning, this was a huge insult.

Looking at the multigrain steamed buns rolling on the ground, a flash of anger flashed in Jia Zhengzheng's eyes.

Close your eyes and continue sitting where you are.

The strong man finished his own steamed buns. When he saw Jia Zhengjing didn't move, he asked curiously: "Aren't you hungry?"

Jia Zhengzheng glanced at him, looked at the buns on the ground, and said with undisguised disgust in his tone:

"I am a high-ranking official of the third rank, and yet you give me such pig food! How can I suffer such humiliation!

I would rather die than eat this kind of garbage! "

However, what Jia Zhengzheng didn't notice was that the strong man's eyes turned red instantly after hearing the words "I'm an official" from his face.

"Did you just say official?"

A voice sounded in his ears, and Jia Zhengzheng subconsciously said with pride in his tone:
"I am a dignified third-grade official. Now it is just that the Holy One was deceived by a traitor, which is why I am in this situation. However, I have many friends, and they will definitely rescue me."

Jia Zhengzheng was talking enthusiastically, but he didn't notice that the strong man who was sitting just now had slowly stood up and was gradually approaching him.

The strong man's voice suddenly sounded: "Do you, a dog official like you, know how I got in?"

Jia Zhengzheng said impatiently without thinking: "How do I know how you got in? You are just a pariah!"

"Hehehe... It's really like being an official!
I might as well tell you that I came in after killing an official. The dog official of the government office insulted my wife and killed my son who was less than one year old. I pushed him alive into the manure pit and drowned him while he was relieving himself. Got it!
I originally thought that the greatest achievement of my life, Zhou Laosan, was to kill a dog official and eliminate a scourge in the world. Now it seems that this achievement can add another dog official's life! God has been so kind to me! Hahaha! "

Following Zhou Laosan's words, Jia Zhengjing finally realized something was wrong and quickly looked up, only to see that Zhou Laosan had rushed to his side, with red eyes, and pinched him with a pair of thick palms like iron pliers. On the neck!
Suddenly, a feeling of suffocation rushed straight to my forehead!
Jia Zhengzheng's face turned purple, and his tongue couldn't help but spit out. He struggled desperately, kicked his feet wildly, and tried his best with both hands to pry Zhou Laosan's hand away, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do anything. Zhou Laosan gets half a point!

Those hands that were like iron pliers were still squeezing his neck tightly!

It became more and more difficult to breathe, and Jia Zhengzheng's strength in struggling became less and less. He opened his mouth wide and wanted to ask for help, but no sound came out! Just when he felt dizzy and black, a voice that sounded like the sound of nature suddenly sounded!
"Hey! Zhou Laosan! What are you doing! Put him down quickly! I asked you to let go quickly, does he hear you!"

Seemingly realizing that Zhou Laosan would not be able to let go just by talking about it, after a sound of iron chains clashing, the cell door was quickly opened, and several jailers rushed in. They tried their best to remove Jia Zhengjing from him. Zhou Laosan saved him.

As soon as he was rescued, Jia Zhengjing was breathing heavily, and his face was filled with joy of surviving the disaster.

On the opposite side, Zhou Laosan, who was controlled by two jailers, was still struggling and yelled:
"Let me go! Let me go! I'm going to kill that dog officer!

Dog officer! The dog officer must die a good death! I'm going to strangle him to death! Choke him to death! "

In the end, there was nothing they could do. The jailers knocked Zhou Laosan unconscious with a knife and then dragged him out.

Before leaving, the jailer who was the first to speak looked at Jia Zhengjing, who was still breathing heavily, and said coldly:

"Now that you're here, don't cause trouble, otherwise you won't get any good results!"

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but his foot happened to kick the bowl on the ground. When he looked down, he saw two cold multigrain steamed buns.

Looking at the bowl, and then at the bowl next to Zhou Laosan's seat on the other side, the jailer immediately understood whose bowl it belonged to, and whose meal it was that hadn't been eaten.

He looked back at Jia Zhengzheng, and then said coldly:

"Do you still think you are a third-grade official?

Once here, I haven't seen anyone who can get out safely.

It’s good to eat some, but you still dislike it?
snort! Eat as much as you like! If you don’t eat, you’ll starve to death! "

After saying that, he kicked the bowl on the ground out of the cell. The pottery bowl rolled several times on the ground and shattered into pieces when it hit the wall.

The two steamed buns were picked up by the jailer and thrown into the next cell, causing a burst of looting.

With the sound of iron chains, the cell door was slammed shut again.

The whole cell returned to silence.

Touching his still aching neck, Jia Zhengzheng still felt lingering fear.

late at night.

Gululu...Gululu...Gululu...

In the cell, Jia Zhengzheng only felt cramps in his stomach!
That's a sign of extreme hunger.

He hadn't had a drop of water or a grain of rice since morning, and he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

However, he had no idea.

All because his bowl was kicked to pieces.

Originally, the meal in the evening was porridge, but when the jailer who served the meal came to him and found that he didn't have a bowl, he poured a spoonful of porridge on the ground.

As a dignified top third-rank official, where would Jia Zhengjing go to eat this kind of food?

However, the consequence is that I am now so hungry that I can't even sleep due to tossing and turning.

He persisted until late at night. Finally, Jia Zhengjing couldn't resist the waves of hunger. He suddenly sat up and looked at the rice porridge that had condensed into lumps on the ground inside his cell door.

He licked his lips, looked around, and finally couldn't hold it back. He crawled to the porridge, grabbed the porridge stained with mud and straw, and ate it in big gulps.

Outside the cell, a jailer stood in the blind corner of the cell and watched the scene quietly. A sarcastic smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he turned around and strode away.

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(End of this chapter)