C43 Suicide
C43 Suicide
"Ah Biao, what happened just now?" Are you bullying the new prisoners again? "
Chen Yu Fei suddenly asked.
Since he was beaten up like this, how could he dare to bully others? If the others didn't continue, then it would already be burning incense. He stood up painfully and reported, "Reporting to Sir, we were just playing a game with the two new prison mates."
"Is that it?"
Chen Yu Fei looked at Wu Shangwen and asked doubtfully.
Wu Zewen nodded, thinking: "Since A-Biao said so, then I won't say anything else. Anyway, he and the leopard leader aren't at a disadvantage either."
"Rest early if you have nothing to do. Next time, if you cause any trouble, I'll lock you in!"
After Chen Yu Fei finished her sentence, she turned around and left with her men.
Seeing that the other party had gone far away, Wu Zewen walked straight towards Ah Biao's bed. In this room, his bed had two single beds, one of them being the most spacious, and that was his boss's treatment.
When the other prisoners saw Wu Shangwen coming over, they hurriedly dodged him as if he was a plague god. This included Ah Biao as he crawled awkwardly towards a nearby bed.
Wu Liangwen took over Ah Biao's bed, and became the jailer here, with the leopard head sleeping beside him.
The two of them had been tossing and turning for the better part of the night. They also felt tired, so they closed their eyes to rest.
Not long later, the even sound of leopard head's sound of sleeping could be heard. Wu Zewen had true energy to protect his body, so even though he was also sleeping, he still remained extremely vigilant towards the outside world.
Who knows if Ah Biao will secretly get back at him.
Around midnight, after most of the prison guards on duty had finished their work, the jail door opened and two prisoners were brought in.
These two had murderous auras around them. They didn't look like prisoners, but more like assassins.
Wu Shangwen closed his eyes and rested on A-Biao's bed.
The names of the prisoners were plastered on the bunks of the Beijing jail. This was to prevent the prisoners from fighting each other for the best bunks, but it was completely useless.
It was as if A-Biao had taken up two bunks at once.
However, the moment the two entered, there were only two beds in the dark and humid room.
After seeing his own bed being taken over, A-Biao didn't even dare to let out a fart. Just as he was about to take over the next bed, Wu Shangwen coldly said: "Go sleep on my bed. I'll let you know what it feels like to sleep on the worst and dirtiest bed!"
"What are you looking at? Brother Shen wants you to go over!"
The leopard fiercely glared at him.
Pang Bo was full of anger, but he didn't dare to make a sound. The fight between these two youths was too fierce, so he could only swallow his anger.
Immediately, he went to the corner of the room and laid down in his clothes.
After a while, when everyone was still drowsy.
A loud sound echoed out.
The door to the cell opened and a figure in prison uniform slipped in.
Wu Zewen didn't open his eyes, but he felt a strong killing intent.
He saw that figure walking straight towards the bed with Wu Cong-wen's name on it. Pao Ge had already slept soundly because he was too shocked, and when he realized that the atmosphere wasn't right, he opened his eyes, and a cold light shot towards him like a bolt of lightning in the sky.
He was so scared that his entire body was covered in a layer of cold sweat. He turned around and wanted to dodge, but he was taught a lesson by Wu Lie just now. His injuries weren't fully healed and they affected his movements.
Although he was also a ruthless character, this was the first time he encountered someone who could kill him with a lightning wrist.
"Chi!"
The man's long blade grazed Brother Biao's body as it hacked down. The wooden bed was crushed into pieces, and the blanket was also crushed as cotton flew everywhere.
Brother Biao was so frightened that his entire body started trembling. Yellow liquid started flowing out from between his pants.
"Chi!"
A dazzling light flashed and slashed directly at his head. The speed of the change was astonishing, and this time, Biao Ge didn't even have the chance to dodge, because his back was already tightly pressed against the wall. Just when he thought he was about to be unable to escape, a big hand suddenly pulled him out of the wall and pushed him to the side.
"I think you're looking for me!"
After Wu Congwen finished speaking, he pulled up the quilt that had been cut beyond recognition, but it was shattered into pieces by the knife in the opponent's hand.
It was only at this moment that he could clearly see the appearance of this person.
With a medium build, the thing that left the deepest impression was that fierce eyes were like an eagle's, causing one's heart to palpitate.
At this time, the leopard head behind him suddenly seemed to have thought of something as he stuttered: "You, you, you are Xiao, Xiao San."
His voice was filled with fear and disbelief.
That person sinisterly smiled and said, "I never thought that there would be someone who remembers my name. That's right, I'm Xiao San."
Just as he finished speaking, the leopard head subconsciously swallowed his saliva. His body subconsciously moved closer to Wu Shangwen, telling him about the other party's situation in a low voice.
This Xiao San had started his career earlier than him and was a cruel and merciless person. As long as someone paid for it, there would be no one he would dare to kill. At most, he would be able to kill three people a day, so his name was Xiao San.
It scared the both of them. After that, because of a huge case twenty years ago in Beijing, he was also involved. There was no trace of him since then. They did not expect to see him here today.
"Twenty years ago … Would the great incident twenty years ago be related to the destruction of my own family? "
This thought quickly flashed through Wu Zewen's mind.
He had also asked the old man more than once about the destruction of his family, hoping that he would one day take revenge.
However, the old man had always told himself that the strength of his opponent far exceeded his imagination. If he went now, it would just be a waste of his life.
"Did the earth-shattering case you participated in twenty years ago have something to do with the Shen family?"
Wu Shangwen took a step forward, his gaze fixed firmly on Xiao San as he asked.
Xiao San was stunned for a moment before quickly coming to his senses. He asked, "Who are you?"
"Wu Congwen!"
Xiao San instantly realized that he had hacked the wrong person.
Actually, it was quite common for prisoners to change their beds in the jail. As an old martial artist, he was naturally aware of it.
But that was on the premise that the new prisoner had a good bed, like how Wu Cong-wen had been placed in a corner as soon as he came in, which old prisoner would put his own bed down and earn a living with him?
However, Xiao San never would have thought that this Wu Shangwen would be able to beat the hell out of Prison Tyrant here the moment he entered.
"Cut the crap, someone already paid for your life."
After Xiao San finished speaking, he made three slashes in a row. Three streaks of cold light struck towards Wu Zewen's head and shoulders. They were crafty and vicious, making it impossible for anyone to fight back.
The leopard head and brother Fei were speechless. If it was them, they would have died a long time ago.
As the saying goes, an expert knows whether he will win or not when he makes a move!
Wu Zewen's eyes were extremely sharp. When the other party entered the cell, his instincts told him that this person definitely wasn't someone that a leopard head or a person like Ah Biao could compare to. He was someone who had truly killed people and seen blood.
Only such a person carried a murderous aura.
Therefore, he didn't dare to be careless. His feet slipped and he took half a step back. The blade of the knife slashed across the prisoner's uniform in front of him, slicing the plastic buttons into two halves.
Xiao San clearly did not expect his opponent to be able to dodge his attack. With a sinister smile, he said, "Interesting. Only an opponent like this can accompany me, Xiao San, to personally take action."
"Yah!"
He let out a weird cry, his voice was like an owl, it was terrifying. He then chopped at Wu Liangwen a dozen times, his sabre was crisp and clean, like slacking water.
Wu Shangwen's body was like a light butterfly as he shuttled back and forth between the streaks of cold light. Every time he was just a tiny bit away from hitting him, but unfortunately, he was always cleverly avoided.
Xiao San used all of his skills, but realized that he wasn't able to harm Wu Shangwen at all. A layer of anger emerged on his ferocious face.
"Wind Shadow Cross Cut!"
Xiao San roared angrily as his footwork suddenly sped up. His entire body was like a spinning top as he surrounded Wu Zewen in the middle. At the same time, he shot out a sharp blade with a cross.
At this point, Xiao San had already become one with his saber. Furthermore, because of his high speed, he was unable to determine his true position.
The prisoners in the cell had all sneaked under the bed. A fight of this level could easily take away their lives. It was not something that hooligans like them could participate in.
Wu Liangwen's gaze swept across his surroundings like lightning. After that, he closed his eyes and carefully felt the vibrations of the surrounding air currents to determine the true location of his opponent. His heart was as calm as water.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes. His sharp gaze was like a bolt of lightning that tore through the sky. His hand was like a death god's summons as it stretched out horizontally in front of him.
In that instant, the leopard head, Ah Biao and the rest felt as if their throats had been strangled.
Prison.
The Wind Shadow Cross Slash vanished into thin air.
Xiao San's neck was tightly grabbed by a big hand, and the suffocating feeling made him roll his eyes.
"Cough cough, this, this is the Shen family's Soulcatcher, you, how did you learn it?"
Xiao San's tone was filled with shock and fear.
It seemed like he had a deep impression of this Soulcatcher.
At the same time, after Wu Shangwen heard the other party's words, he was also shocked in his heart. Their Shen family's Soul Locker rarely appeared in front of outsiders, so very few people knew about it.
And Xiao San was actually able to recognize this move. In addition to what the leopard head had just said, Wu Lie was certain that this attack had something to do with the disaster in his family twenty years ago. As such, this Xiao San was extremely important.
"Tell me how the Shen family perished twenty years ago. How did you recognize the Soulcatcher? If you want to live, then explain it to me. Otherwise, you know that Soul Locker's men have never lived. "
Wu Shangwen's grip on her throat loosened a little as he said this.
Only then did Xiao San heave a sigh of relief as he stuttered, "I … I, Xiao Sanyuan, have a lifetime of love and gratitude. I've killed countless people. In this world, there's nothing left to linger about …"
His voice gradually became deeper and deeper. Finally, his neck was crooked and he died. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of black blood.
He never thought that the other party would commit suicide, but after thinking about it, he finally felt relieved. Even if the other party was still alive, there was basically no hope of knocking open the mouth of such a ruthless person.
Afraid that the other party would faked his death, Wu Shangwen stretched out his hand to check Xiao San's breathing and discovered that he had really died.