Chapter 155: Hiding in the Prison at Night

The room was quiet, and the needle could be heard. Except for each other's breathing, it seemed that their heartbeats were clearly accelerating.

"Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Liu Ningxuan's eyelids were always drooping, and his slender fingers were slightly tucked in the strings. His face did not change, and he could not tell whether he agreed or refused.

Seeing this, Mo Yu felt intent to leave and raised his hand and said softly: "I'll go find Mr. Liu first."

He turned around and left. When he put his right hand on the door, Liu Ningxuan's voice came from behind: "It's just a name. If you want to call me, you can just call me, just like your name Mo Yu."

Mo Yu stopped, happy and confused, raised his eyebrows and turned his head: "How did you know?"

Liu Ningxuan raised his head, and his face looked ethereal in the furnace smoke. His beautiful eyes flashed with a slight anger, and he looked at Mo Yu with a strange expression: "It's rare to hear about the Mo surname in Jianghu, and your follower has no relatives."

I see!

Mo Yu's admiration for the beauty in front of him became more and more powerful. He knew that the other party was dressed as a man, but the other party had already known that Mo Yu was not his real name.

This time, there is much less embarrassment. Liu Ningxuan is not his real name, and Mo Yu is not his real name. They are all intercourse with each other, and step by step. I believe there will be a day when we meet honestly.

"Ning Xuan, I'm leaving."

Mo Yu opened the door and closed the door without any extra thoughts. He walked towards Mr. Liu in a relaxed mood.

Inside the room, Liu Ningxuan's earlobes were slightly red, and he murmured softly: "Mo...Yu."

...

"Old Liu, please come with me tonight." Mo Yu bowed and bowed: "I have already said hello to Ning Xuan."

When Liu Lao's eyes trembled when he heard the words Ning Xuan, he woke up from the meditation. His turbid eyes flashed with dark light. He stood up and said leisurely: "You kid is indeed not an ordinary person, let's go."

Mo Yu didn't understand what Mr. Liu said, and smiled slightly, turned around and walked downstairs, telling the plan tonight to Mr. Liu who was following him.

"Some time ago, the Regulations arrested a friend of mine and went to prison. You always know about this. I want to go and see him tonight, but the Regulations have already been placed in prison with experts. I can't enter alone, so I want to ask Mr. Liu to help me."

"How do you want me to do it?" Old Liu asked without hesitation, his hands inserted into his sleeves.

"Just make sure I'm not found in and out." Mo Yu turned around: "Is there any difficulty?"

Old Liu shook his head, Yun Danfeng walked past Mo Yu and said lightly: "Why not kill the matter directly?"

Mo Yu's heart was trembling. Unexpectedly, Mr. Liu, who had been silent, had such murderous aura. His words were natural. It seemed that his life had also come out of bloody storms.

I didn't see Yun'er when I went downstairs, and I was still boiling medicine in the kitchen when I heard the news.

Mo Yu felt guilty and went in and called Yun'er to stop him, saying that if Liu Ningxuan blamed him, he would shift all the blame to him. With such a guarantee, Yun'er returned to the room happily.

The prison is far away from here. You need to walk through seven or eight streets, two markets, and a chaotic neighborhood. Of course, there are other paths to go, but it is even more distant.

"Old Liu, you haven't eaten yet, are you?" Mo Yu's eyes swept across various food stalls on both sides of the street.

"Ask." Old Liu didn't care about these things. His figure was very thin among the crowd. What's strange is that no matter how crowded he was, no one would touch him.

Mo Yu bought a few rolls for the two of them to fill their stomachs. There were too many pedestrians and it was still early, so he slowly walked towards the west of the city.

Mr. Liu didn't like to talk, so Mo Yu didn't bother him. He kept thinking carefully and planning to see if there were any omissions.

As night fell, the streets became sparse in an instant, and the two of them accelerated their feet and arrived at the chaotic block at the time of Xu.

The chaotic neighborhood is not unordered. It is a place where all the religions and the worlds gather in the city, and all kinds of rogues are active with the gang bosses.

Mo Yu and the other two flew directly through the eaves without passing through the street. On the way, they saw several groups of gangs fighting, bloody and wailing.

Of course, these fights belong to the market school, with a variety of weapons and their moves used are insidious and insulting. They just want to knock the opponent down, or be knocked down by the opponent.

Where there is light, darkness will surely breed. Mo Yu is not surprised by this, he does not sympathize with it, and does not interfere with it.

As Midnight approached, the two of them came outside the prison.

Looking at the towering wall in front of him, the iron door was closed, Mo Yu looked at Old Liu and lowered his voice, "Old Liu, let's go in from above."

Old Liu nodded and reached out to grab Mo Yu's belt.

The next moment, Mo Yu felt his body lightening, his ears were howling at night, and when he blinked, he was already standing on the wall, climbing up and looking at it, a height of a hundred meters.

So awesome!

Mo Yu suppressed his horror and looked into the wall. He saw an iron fence gate at the bottom of a mountain with torches inserted on both sides of the door. Two prison guards leaning against the door and talking.

To enter, you must pass by two people. It is not difficult to kill them. The difficult thing is to sneak in without killing them.

"Old Liu, the prison is divided into Xilao and Donglao," Mo Yu gently outlined his fingers on the wall and analyzed: "My friend's identity is special, and should be locked in Xilao, but there is Wang Bazhou in Xilao, so the statute of association will not put the two together, and it is very likely that they are in Donglao."

"But there are other additions?" Old Liu spoke casually, as if entering prison was just a trivial matter for him.

"Well, let's go to Donglao first."

Mo Yu made up his mind and looked up and said seriously: "Will Mr. Liu beg."

Old Liu didn't care and reached out to grab Mo Yu again. He waved his left sleeve casually, and two pieces of gravel fell from the wall, roaring towards the prison door.

At the same time, Old Liu gently tapped the ground, and the two of them turned into shadows and rushed towards the prison entrance.

In just a moment, a stone destroyed a torch, and the other stone hit the two prisoners dullly.

"who?"

The strange scene shocked the two prisoners, and they pulled out their weapons. One ran towards the source of the sound, and the other checked the extinguishing of the torch.

Just as the two of them found nothing, a cool breeze blew past them, and they couldn't help but shiver, and one of them wondered, "I saw the ghost, what did you find?"

"Nothing!" Another person scratched his head and frowned.

They didn't know the situation, but Mo Yu could see it clearly.

When Old Liu hit the target, both of his stones turned into powder. When the two entered the prison gate, Old Liu waved a strong wind and blew the powder clean, so that there would be no trace left.

With such exquisite internal strength, Mo Yu could not see the truth clearly at the old man beside him. It was so terrifying. He was definitely the most powerful master!

What is Liu Ningxuan’s identity? How many experts are there behind him like Mr. Liu?

He was taken directly into the prison by Old Liu. The two of them found a dark corner to stop.

Du Feng once said that there were more than 50 prisoners in the prison, and only four people were seen when they came in, which means that the other prisoners were still deeper, and at the same time, they also indirectly understood that the prison was very large.

The two elders of Wuyi Mountain should be guarding near Du Feng and Wang Bazhou respectively, so the search can be much easier at present.

"Old Liu, let's go here." Mo Yu pointed to the right side of the fork, which was the road to Donglao.

Old Liu nodded and walked forward calmly.

Mo Yu followed closely, and at the same time kept the surrounding environment in mind for future use.

With the master Liu, he was very relaxed to sneak in. Rather than being careful, Mo Yu felt that he was more like a leisurely step.

I believe that the Regulations also believe that there will never be any strong masters in the city. With two elders from Wuyishan in prison, the offender will only have in and out, and come and go.

I met the prison guards one after another, and the two of them avoided the danger. There were many tight rooms in the east, lined up, with more than thirty rooms, each with more than a dozen people locked up.

When I walked through the last cell in the East Prison, Du Feng was still missing.

Mo Yu frowned and pondered. How could he be in the Western Prison?

A wise man will make a mistake. When Mo Yu was about to turn around and head towards the West Prison, Old Liu grabbed his arm: "Don't be anxious, there is another world underneath."

Mo Yu looked in the direction pointed by Mr. Liu and found that the floor was also the floor.

Old Liu shook his head and smiled slightly, and casually patted a palm and a strong wind. A floor at the base of the wall pulled apart to both sides, revealing a stone staircase leading to the underground.

The faint smell of wine came, Mo Yulin listened carefully, and some sounds of drinking and chatting came out. It turned out that Mr. Liu had heard these movements.

He walked down the steps and walked over twenty meters to a wide stone room. The stone room was furnished with various criminal instruments. There was a wooden door in the southeast corner of the room, and the noise of wine came from it.

Old Liu flashed into the wooden door. After a few muffled sounds, the noise disappeared, and Old Liu's voice came from inside: "Come in."

Mo Yu walked in after hearing this, staring at the mess inside dumbfounded.

More than a dozen prisoners were lying on the ground in disheveled clothes. A mahogany square table filled with delicious dishes, chicken, duck, fish and meat, which had almost been eaten, with messy bowls and chopsticks and oil stains.

Seven or eight people went to the wine jar to pour around. A half-mature old man hugged two women on the left and right, and his belt was opened to reveal the "Wu" waist tag inside.

"Elder Wuyishan?"

Mo Yu frowned and took off the waist card. This waist card was exactly the same as the one in Gu Yuan. The only difference was that the ridge pattern on the back was four, and the one in Gu Yuan was three.

"This is the head of the East Prison."

Old Liu pointed to the person opposite the elder Wuyishan and handed over a bunch of keys and a thin notebook: "The keys are used in each cell in the East Prison, and the thin notebook records the prisoners in each cell."

Mo Yu took the key and the thin notebook and flipped through it anxiously. He turned over seventy or eighty pages of paper, and saw a line of records at the bottom of the 82nd page.

"Du Feng, a local person, robbed the law, committed death penalty, and issued the mine."

"Du Feng is in the mine!" Mo Yu's eyes were red. What kind of place is the mine? As Du Feng's identity, he would definitely suffer miserable treatment.

...

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and there is a wooden house in the mine.

Seven or eight strong men with flat breasts were eating and drinking, talking dirty words and howling.

Suddenly, one of the bald heads turned his head to the person next to him and said, "Don't go and see how that kid is doing, don't tilt your braids."

The second child was reluctant to stand up, muttered and went out, and staggered to the wooden house a hundred meters away.

I saw a black shadow lying upwards on his back, dressed in rags, his exposed skin was covered with scars, and there was no cushion under his body, so he lay on the pile of stones.

Each of the limbs has an iron chain tied, and the other end of the chain is nailed deeply into the ground and cannot move at all.

"Hey, are you dead?" The second brother stretched out his foot and stepped on the wound of the person who was lying on his lying down.

"Cough..." A low cough came from the person's mouth.

"The life is quite strong." The second child turned around and rushed back, fearing that the wine would be drunk by others, so he shaking and falling. (To be continued)
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