Fatty Fan and the other prisoners were stunned for a moment. Soon, Fatty Fan reacted and scolded, "Fuck, he still beat people?" He turned around and took out a thick stick that was not long from under his haystack, and shouted, "He tied his hands, brothers and others will go together, and I can't beat this dog. Mother. Don't be afraid of beating people to death. If you die, you will say that you are committing suicide for fear of crime!"

Even if someone locked in a room with A, he would be a lawless evil person. After hearing Fatty Fan’s order, everyone was ready to rush forward.

Although Chu Huan showed his hands and feet, he was tied up with his hands and didn't look like a ruthless character. This group of lawless savages really didn't take Chu Huan seriously.

Seeing the group of people coming up, Chu Huan sneered in his heart. He was arrested today because he didn't want to implicate He Shengquan. After all, fighting with the butler in public will always have bad consequences.

He was pressing his anger on his mind and had no place to vent. This group of ignorant guys came up, and it was really timely. If Chu Huan didn't beat the shit out of these people, he would be sorry for God to give him this opportunity to vent.

Although his hands were tied with ropes, he could untie the rope at any time as long as he wanted.

However, there is no need for him to deal with these people, and the power of his legs is really fierce, just like two big iron rods. As long as you sweep it out, it will be filled with a fierce wind.

These ignorant guys were crying and howling, and their voices faintly reached the prison guards' room. The prison guards, including Zhang Dahuzi, were all gloating and thought that even if Chu Huan did not die tonight, they would be dying.

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Not far from the county jail, there is a prison god temple, which is worshipped here by the prison god Gao Yao. Once the prisoner is sentenced and imprisoned in the execution ground, he will worship here.

Qingliu County is a county after all, and the scale of the God of the God of the Ruins is very small and has long been dilapidated. Since his former magistrate, the God of the Ruins has not only served as a place for prisoners to worship, but also became a morgue.

If a life lawsuit occurs, the body of the deceased will be transported here before the case is tried and finalized, and the body will be handed back to deal with after the case is finalized.

The body of Zhao Bao, the protagonist of this murder case, was placed in the Prison God Temple. In addition to an old jailer who has been guarding here for many years, two jailers were also sent to guard the body here.

It was already winter. After nightfall, the night wind was cold and the surroundings of the Prison God Temple were quiet. Even inside the Prison God Temple, it was very quiet. The old prison guard had already gone to bed. Only the two prison guards who were guarding the body lit an oil lamp in front of the hall, made some pork head meat, each with a pot of wine, and chatted and drank under the lamp.

The winter night was long, and the two prisoners were assigned to guard the bodies here. They felt a little unhappy. Drinking to warm up their bodies and also gave up the long chill.

The wind was howling outside the Temple of the Prison God, and there were corpses in the small house in the temple. The two jailers were not very happy. While talking, they ate pork head meat clean, and both pots of wine were also drunk, and they felt sleepy and tightened their clothes. A jailers stepped forward and looked at it, making sure the door was closed tightly. Then they turned around and lay on the shabby table to rest.

There is no moon in the sky, and the earth is shrouded in the darkness. The wind on the winter night sounds like a wandering soul choking, full of strangeness and desolation. The Temple of Prison God looks extremely gloomy in the darkness.

After a big tree not far from the gate of the Prison God Temple, a man turned out and was sturdy. He watched the gate of the Prison God Temple close and slowly approached the gate of the Prison God Temple.

Although he is very burly, his steps are very light.

Near the already dilapidated door, the man looked inside through the crack of the door and clearly saw the oil lamp jumping. The two jailers were already asleep on the table, even making loud snoring.

The man took out a dagger from his arms and stuffed it into the crack of the door. He carefully picked the latch inside, retracted the dagger very skillfully, and then gently pushed open the door.

He was extremely brave. Although the two prison guards were asleep beside him, he entered the room without fear. He entered the door, closed the door with his backhand, and gently locked the door on the latch.

He did not stop in the hall and walked into the small room where the body was placed. It was dim, but this person seemed to have night vision. He came into the room, walked to the body, and squatted down.

There was a wooden board on the ground, and Zhao Bao's body was placed on it at this time, covering it with a white cloth.

The man lifted the white cloth and faced the corpse in this gloomy and dark little room. He was extremely calm and had even begun to check the corpse. His method of checking the corpse was very skillful, and his movements were extremely flexible in the darkness.

After a while, the man whispered to himself: "It turns out that he was wronged. Chu Huan's attack was not so strong at that time. The injury on the back of his head must have been hit hard later."

He was silent for a while, and showed his dagger, stabbed several vital places in the corpse. Then he covered the corpse with a white cloth, smiled, and turned around and left the small room.

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Early the next morning, Zhang Dahuzi led several prisoners to the A-font room in order to see the battlefield last night and to see how serious Chu Huan was injuring him.

When the prison guards saw the scene in the A-shaped room, they were stunned and opened their mouths wide and could stuff two eggs into them.

In the prison, including Fatty Fan, everyone squatted at the base of the wall with their hands in their arms, facing the wall, sticking their butts up, and dared not move. Several people were still covered in blood, and a faint choking sound of pity came from them.

Their legs kept shaking, and it can be seen that these people have been in this position for a long time.

Only Chu Huan sat on the pile of hay that Fatty Fan had slept with before, leaning against the wall, holding a piece of hay in his mouth, as if thinking about something.

Zhang Dahuzi came to his senses for a while and roared, "What's going on? Fatty Fan!"

When Fatty Fan heard the sound, he wanted to wait for the reinforcements. He turned around and saw that his already fat face was red and swollen, his eyes were even more bruised and swollen, and his mouth was covered with blood. His voice was trembling: "Open your head...you...you are here..." Hearing a cold snorkeling, he saw Chu Huan looking at him coldly. Fatty Fan shivered and hurriedly turned around, still holding his head with his hands and sticking his butt. From this, it seems that last night, these fierce disciples were completely shocked by Chu Huan. Even if the prisoners came, the prisoners were still trembling.

Seeing this, Zhang Dahuzi was furious and raised his hand to point at Chu Huan and said, "Chu Huan, what's going on?"

Chu Huan stood up, walked to the door, smiled mysteriously, and said, "This is so weird, you will know if you ask them... I slept heavily last night, and they were so virtuous when they woke up in the morning...!"

Zhang Dahuzi sneered: "The surname of Chu, I can't tell. You are really capable!"

"Exceeding!" Chu Huan smiled faintly.

"Don't you all turn around!" Zhang Dahushou shouted angrily: "Why are you doing that?"

When Fatty Fan and others heard the shout, they hurriedly turned around, but they held the back of their heads and dared not put them down.

A jailer next to him looked at Chu Huan and said coldly: "What happened? Tell me quickly, we can't tolerate anyone here. Fatty Fan, what's going on? Tell me!"

Fatty Fan said with a bitter face: "Last night... there were two big rats here last night. We... we caught the rats, and it was dark and we couldn't see clearly, so... so we all bumped into each other..."

"Catch the mouse?" Zhang Dahuzi was both angry and funny. He looked at Chu Huan and sneered: "Boy, don't be anxious, let's take your time... Let's see when you can be proud!"

He snorted coldly and left with his subordinates. Fatty Fan cried and howled, "Zhang Tou, don't leave, wait a moment, please, change my cell...I can't stay here..."

Zhang Dahuzi ignored him and left quickly.

Chu Huan turned around, frowned and looked at Fatty Fan, and said lightly: "What? You are wronged by me in the same room?"

Fatty Fan's face turned pale and hurriedly said, "Master Chu, I...I don't mean that!"

"I'm not standing yet!" Chu Huan shouted coldly, Fatty Fan and others quickly turned around, and held their heads and sticking their butts as before, staying facing the wall, not daring to show off.

Chu Huan then walked to the haystack, lay down, yawned, and said, "I didn't sleep well last night, so I'm having a good sleep now... By the way, remember to call me when I'm eating!"

Fatty Fan hurriedly agreed.

After Chu Huan lay down, he closed his eyes slightly, but he was thinking about what to do next.

He is not aware of the situation outside now. Although he knows that Linlang will try his best to deal with some connections outside to rescue him, he vaguely feels that this time the matter will never be settled so smoothly.

He was very cautious in his actions, but in the end he was said to have been beaten to death. That Zhao Bao must have died, but there was a big problem with how he died.

Chu Huan knew that since the other party could sacrifice his life to deal with him, the poison of the other party was definitely not ordinary. They wanted to kill themselves.

Of course, I could not have been wronged by others like this and lost my life in this place.

When he was arrested in the cell yesterday, Chu Huan had already been familiar with it along the way, and the structure of the cell was completely in mind. In fact, the county jail is very simple and cannot be said to be strict at all.

After all, it is a county jail, so it is naturally impossible to compare with the formal jail. Chu Huan is very confident that it would not be difficult for him to break out of this simple prison.

This cell may be very tight for ordinary people, but for Chu Huan, it is really not the same thing.

However, although they can escape with one try, many people will definitely be implicated afterwards. At least they will definitely be implicated with Shengquan, and their mother and Su Niang in Liujia Village will also be implicated.

He is thinking calmly now, hoping to come up with a perfect plan.
Chapter completed!