The male protagonist of Kuaishuang is here again to ask for his name

Chapter 1317 The Witch and Her Adopted Son 43
The person who persuaded him nodded accordingly: "That's right, I don't like him too!"

"How about this..." he said, "Since you don't like him, then go out and smoke a cigarette first, and I won't mess with him."

"It's okay...then you have to hold back and don't beat him up?"

The smiling jailer nodded: "Don't worry, when you come back for safekeeping, he is still so round!"

The angry jailer took a deep breath and went out to light his cigarette.

The smiling jailer followed the fat man in.

The fat local tyrant had no intention of picking up the purse and leaving.

This is a rare opportunity, he has to avenge his shame on the witch!
"Stinky cousin, you have a day too!"

He viciously picked up the shards of the wine bottle on the ground and threw them towards the witch, causing a deep wound on her face.

The fat local tyrant immediately felt a distorted pleasure after successful revenge!
Immediately he picked up a second piece, a third piece... until there was nothing left on the ground.

It wasn't until now that he realized that the witch seemed...hasn't reacted all this time?
Isn't it dead?

Master Hossent said that the person captured by her has not been found yet, she can't die, so he won't cause trouble, right?
The fat man walked towards the witch cautiously.

Behind him, a voice suddenly asked faintly, "Where do you want to go?"

The fat man reflexively replied: "Go and see... what it looks like inside."

He didn't dare to say that he was afraid that something would happen to the witch, what if the jailer came to settle accounts with him?
So he hesitated and said, "It's the first time I've come back, so I don't have a chance to just take a look, just take a look!"

The smiling jailer gave a long "Oh": "Really? It seems that you are very interested in the cell?"

The fat local tyrant hastily nodded and said haha, for fear of being found out.

Seeing him nodding, the jailer seemed to chuckle slightly: "Since you like it so much, let's stay here."

The fat local tyrant turned back nervously: "What, what do you mean?"

The smiling jailer pushed him, and the fat local tycoon bumped into the witch's body and was terrified.

He glanced up reflexively, and then his face was full of shock!The one imprisoned here is not the witch Yan Ruyu at all, but a man?
The fat local tyrant shivered and lifted the hair covering his face: "Hey, this is not a witch, this is!"

Wasn't this the grinning jailer who had just spoken to him?

Did he really drink too much?Are you dazzled to this extent?
He looked back nervously, and saw a pair of blue eyes.

As soon as his head sank, he didn't know anything.

When he woke up again, he found that he couldn't move.

Unbearable pain came from both hands and feet.

He was sweating profusely, and wanted to yell, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all, the pain was so blurred in his vision, he saw the jailer who was smiling from beginning to end just now, talking to his companion beside him.

"Don't worry, he's just too drunk to stand upright. I didn't beat him, or else, I'll strip him naked and let you check."

The stern-faced jailer shook his head again and again, waved his hands and said as if to chase away flies: "Let him go quickly, let him go quickly!"

Following their line of sight, the fat local tyrant saw the figure supported by the smiling jailer—isn't that familiar figure his own?But he is clearly still here...

In the end what happened?Is he dreaming?
A sense of weakness came over him, and the fat local tyrant was unable to think about it any longer, and as soon as his head sank, he passed out again.

The smiling jailer led another fat local tyrant far away before snapping his fingers.

The appearance and body shape of the two changed little by little, the fat local tyrant turned into a smiling jailer, and the smiling jailer turned back into Yan Ruyu.

(End of this chapter)