Chapter 156: Deployment of Prisons

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the lying man remained motionless. He had not received a drop of water or a grain of rice today, and was only supported by the inner strength of his Dantian.

"Du Feng, here I come."

A sudden voice sounded from beside him. Du Feng's depressed eyes flashed with a bright light. He tried to open his eyes, but his hands tried to hold them up but were pulled by the chains and unable to move.

"Mr. Liu, thank you for your work."

Mo Yu raised his hand towards Mr. Liu and looked towards the wooden house with an expressionless face. He was crying with murderous intent on his back and his sword was humming softly. He was trying his best to endure it.

Old Liu stretched out his hands, and the place where the four iron chains were fixed rose from the ground with a "clatter". His palms were slightly hooked and he sucked up Du Feng.

He slapped Du Feng twice casually. Du Feng's face turned red and he spat out a few mouthfuls of dirty blood. After regaining some energy, Mr. Liu put one hand on Du Feng's back and performed his kung fu.

Du Feng's eyes narrowed, and he understood. He knew that this strange master wanted to use internal power to treat his injuries, so he immediately crossed his legs and performed the exercises, turning both the inside and outside at the same time.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Yu turned around and came to the wooden house.

Seven or eight people in the room have been knocked unconscious by Mr. Liu and will not wake up for a while. Like the previous batch of jailers, even if they wake up afterwards, they will not doubt it and just pretend that they are drunk.

The regulations are really "well-managed," and the prison is an important place, but the prison warden actually took the lead in lavishing wine and meat, and indulged in entertainment, creating a smoky atmosphere inside.

The Wuyishan elder was also shameless, and even at a very young age he still coveted beauty. The two women wore heavy make-up, and it looked like they were from flower houses in the city.

Mo Yu had to feel sad for Lu Pingsong, who was bent on reviving the sect and condescending to please the constitution, while the core elders were obsessed with enjoying themselves and had no intention of anything else.

It seems that the collapse of Wuyi Mountain was not entirely due to the misguided intentions of the disciples. The fundamental reason was that these high-level officials took the lead and set an example, and the road to revival was doomed to be a long way off.

In the same way, it is only a matter of time before the charter is destroyed. Even if Mo Yu doesn't take action today, there will definitely be other people coming to claim his life in the future. It's destined to happen at the right time.

Mo Yu took two relatively complete plates of food from the table, plus half a bottle of wine, and took out a short knife from one of them.

Before leaving, I saw four or five wooden boxes placed in the corner. I opened them out of curiosity and found that they were explosives used to blast mines. I thought a little and took a little from each box.

When he came back, Du Feng had recovered as before. His internal injuries were unharmed and his external injuries had basically scabbed over. As for the bruises, they would gradually disappear.

"Eat something quickly."

Mo Yu handed the food to Du Feng and patted the latter's shoulder. They understood each other's feelings tacitly. Trust me, I'm here!

Du Feng smiled, his belly made an untimely noise, and without any pretense, he just gobbled it up. When he choked, he drank a lot of wine. This was the most delicious meal he had ever eaten.

After having enough wine and food, Du Feng got up and took the things back to the wooden house, while Mo Yu stayed there to erase the traces.

It was almost the fourth update when everything was done, and Mo Yu couldn't wait too long, so he kept the story short: "How is the situation going?"

Du Feng smiled when he heard this: "I have suffered this physical pain, so I have to give something in return. To fulfill my mission, I have mastered all the truth."

"Oh?" Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, not shying away from Mr. Liu's presence, and directly asked in a low voice: "How did Zhang Cheng collude with those bandits?"

Du Feng clenched his fists and showed hatred: "Zhang Cheng is simply crazy!"

"His job was still relatively young and he did not dare to plunder the people's wealth and wealth. Therefore, he targeted the rich businessmen in the city and the merchants who came to the city every year. He secretly sent people to keep track of which business was prospering, who would come to the city to deliver goods, and who would win the auction.

All the wealth and other items were recorded one by one. When he felt that the time had come, he sent a letter to cooperate with the bandits outside the city, creating a gap to allow the enemy to enter the city, with a clear purpose of robbing. After the robbery, he pretended to leave some corpses and walked away. "

Mo Yu frowned, vaguely guessing what evidence Du Feng wanted to find when he entered the prison.

Mr. Liu was not interested in this and stood aside with his eyes closed to relax.

Du Feng moistened his mouth and continued to speak after receiving Mo Yu's signal: "Zhao Zhang's methods are vicious. At the beginning, he agreed with the bandits on a share. After the bandit leader relaxed his vigilance, he secretly changed his position and supported the second leader of the bandits. He gradually eroded and completely destroyed this group of bandits.

It's in his hands."

"I also learned this by chance when I met the orphan of the leader of the bandits. The regulations mined ores in the prison, and the supervisors and jailers were called to serve as bandits every time they looted the city, and those instructions were shown to the people.

The corpses you are looking at are all kinds of prisoners captured in prison!"

After Du Feng finished speaking, Mo Yu fell into silence for a long time.

After a stick of incense passed, Mo Yu closed his eyes and exhaled, saying quietly: "Arresting people on charges of mining ore, and then releasing the prisoners to death while looting money, Zhang Cheng, you really deserve to die!"

Words could no longer express the emotions of the two of them. Even Mr. Liu, who had always been calm and calm, narrowed his eyes with murderous intent.

"You don't have much time. You can bury this short knife in a familiar mining area. You can use these guns and flints as you see fit." Mo Yu handed over all the things found in the wooden house to Du Feng.

Du Feng obeyed and hid the things one by one.

"The regulations will not take your life now, so you only need to pretend that your life is hanging by a thread to save yourself. You will be aggrieved for two days. When Mr. Liu appears again, you will release all the prisoners in this prison, create chaos, and save everyone."

Senior Wang, please leave."

Mo Yu told Du Feng the prison plan, and Du Feng accepted the order excitedly. After waiting for many years, it was finally time to avenge his father.

After confirming that nothing was missing, Mo Yu restored Du Feng to his original state, nailed the chains into the ground again, and quietly disappeared into the mining area with Mr. Liu.

Come quietly, go quietly, without disturbing anyone, without leaving any trace. The key and the notebook are returned to the prison head, the waist badge is hung in place, the door is closed, and the prisoner leaves.

After walking out of Dong Lao, Mo Yu hesitated whether to go to West Lao to see the situation in Wang Bazhou. After careful consideration, he gave up the idea.

Du Feng is more sensitive to his identity than Wang Bazhou. Since Du Feng has no life-threatening danger, Wang Bazhou shouldn't have much trouble either. He is just suffering some physical pain. He has been in prison for many years and is better able to adapt to it than Du Feng.

What's more, there is an elder from Wuyi Mountain sitting there, and Mo Yu can't guarantee that he will drink and be beautiful like this one.

When passing by the torture room, Mo Yu remembered that Mo Qi had said that there was an underground cell underneath, which was not part of the east cell or west cell. There were five locks hanging outside.

After so much trouble, Mo Yu was curious about who Fang Sheng was imprisoned inside. He glanced at Mr. Liu next to him and told the truth.

After hearing this, Mr. Liu became a little curious, and led Mo Yu into the torture room, and found the secret cell through the secret passage. The iron door was tightly closed, and there were indeed five locks hanging on it.

Standing outside the door, Mo Yu couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Surprise flashed in Mr. Liu's eyes. He put his hand against the iron door, closed his eyes and said after a long time: "There is a restless guy inside."

"Very troublesome?" Mo Yu lowered his voice.

"It's fine for me, but it's a trouble for you. Once you are released, the whole prison will no longer be quiet." Mr. Liu smiled lightly and took back his right hand, waiting for Mo Yu's decision with an expression on his face.

"Let's go."

Mo Yu shook his head, the overall situation was the most important, and the plan must not be messed up due to temporary curiosity. After the regulations are resolved, there will be plenty of time to study this guy.

He left the prison without any hindrance. The two guards outside were still standing guard at the door, unaware that the two men had already walked back and forth.

After confirming a plan step, Mo Yu was in a good mood. He became curious on the way back and raced with Liu Lao with all his strength to see how long it would take them to return to the inn.

Mr. Liu glanced at Mo Yu with a strange expression, and then disappeared from Mo Yu's eyes.

"Disgrace yourself."

Mo Yu's face grew hot, but he had already said the words and could no longer regret it, so he had to rush towards the inn with all his strength.

The result was no suspense. What was shocking was that Mr. Liu only used a third of the incense sticks to return to the inn, while Mo Yu took more than half an hour.

Liu Ningxuan's room was still lit, and the lights were turned off after Mr. Liu came back. Mo Yu would not know about this. The inn was dark when he came back, so he could only go back to his room to rest.

The next day, Wang Gengche knocked on the door of Mo Yu's house and came in to ask about Mo Yu's whereabouts last night.

He definitely couldn't deal with his own people, so Mo Yu omitted some details and explained the prison plan clearly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Gengyu pushed the door open and entered, and Mo Yu had to say it again.

After listening to Mo Yu's story, the two of them greatly praised the prison plan. At the same time, they were in awe of Mr. Liu and said they wanted to take time to visit this martial arts senior.

Mo Yu politely refused on behalf of Mr. Liu, firstly because Mr. Liu himself did not like to socialize, and secondly because he did not want to expose Liu Ningxuan's identity.

Wang Gengche and Wang Gengche sighed, but they were not displeased. There were many anonymous masters in the world, so they could not disturb them by force and could only get acquainted by chance.

After talking about the main topic, Wang Gengche brought good news to Mo Yu: Li Gengyu has recovered from his injury!

Thanks to the water chestnut ointment and Li Gengyu's daily tonic herbal medicine, taken internally and externally, the injury was quickly cured and his state of mind was also improved.

"Congratulations, Uncle Li." Mo Yu was sincerely happy for the other party.

"Hahaha,"

Li Gengyu swept away the gloom and regained his former heroic spirit. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "This is all thanks to senior brother and you, otherwise it will take some time."

"Mr. Wang works hard, but I just use my words."

The three of them talked freely, and when the sun rose, Yun'er brought the food. She was in a good mood and stuck out her tongue playfully at Mo Yu. It seemed that she had not been lectured by Liu Ningxuan last night.

After eating and drinking, Wang Gengche and Li Gengyu went out to find the people in Kongtong. According to the plan, Elder Liu Gengyou would lead the team into the city today.

Mo Yu also had a plan in mind, and he was going to go to the auction house in the city.

I heard that wealthy businessmen and high-ranking officials from all over the world gathered there, and the things they photographed were of all kinds and extraordinary. As long as you had money, someone would try their best to get you whatever you wanted.

This kind of power is not only rich in profit and wealth, but also has far-reaching influence. All auctions in Tianhe are led by Zhongcongsheng Auction Hall. There are many experts and profound backgrounds, and there are few people with evil intentions.

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I don’t dare!

There is an unwritten rule in the shooting hall: no violence is allowed inside the shooting hall, and people are killed and killed outside the shooting hall, which fully demonstrates the ruthlessness of the business.

"Brother Mo, where are you going?"

As soon as Mo Yu walked out of the backyard, Yun'er and Liu Ningxuan met face to face.

He glanced subconsciously at Liu Ningxuan and found that the latter was also looking at him. Their eyes met and they ducked away.

"you……"
Chapter completed!