Yu Jiu ordered people to open the prison door and dragged a man with disheveled hair out of the cell.

The man was wearing dirty and coarse clothes, his messy hair was spread out, covering most of his face, his chin was covered with beard, and his hands and feet were locked by iron ropes.

When he was dragged out, the chains collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

The sleeves slid down, revealing their thin wrists. The nails had not been trimmed for a long time, and the cracks were covered with black dirt.

No one would have thought that this seemingly miserable prisoner was Jian Shujie, the county magistrate who was in charge of the entire Lu'an County.

Jian Shujie probably was locked up for too long, so he was a little slow to react.

Yu Jiu called him twice in a row, and then he realized that the other party was calling him.

Jian Shujie raised his head slightly, his hair spread a little to both sides, revealing a pair of confused eyes.

Yu Jiu stared into his eyes and said word by word.

"I will take you out later, but you have to follow my arrangements.

You do whatever I ask you to do.

If I don't have instructions, you can't say a word.

If you dare to do whatever you want, your wife will be dead.”

Hearing the word "Madam", Jian Shujie's pupils turned slightly.

He opened his chapped lips and made a hoarse sound.

"I want to see my wife."

Yu Jiu: "When the matter is resolved this time, I will consider letting you meet your wife."

Jian Shujie: "I want to see her now."

Yu Jiu stepped forward and approached him, and a strong sense of danger appeared in his low voice.

"You are not qualified to bargain with me."

Jian Shujie suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Yu Jiu's collar.

At this time, Yu Jiu still maintained the appearance of the county magistrate's wife. His appearance was exactly the same as that of Jian Shujie's wife. However, Jian Shujie not only did not feel nostalgic, but only felt a huge hatred in his heart.

"I'm going to see her now! Now!"

Old Wu hurried over and pulled Jian Shujie away.

Jian Shujie, who has been imprisoned for many days, has become extremely thin, his body is far less tall than before, and his strength has become much smaller.

Lao Wu didn't take much effort to break his hand apart.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Jiu stretched out his hand and pinched Jian Shujie's neck.

He is now a little shorter than Jian Shujie, but with his powerful strength, he forced Jian Shujie to get rid of him.

Jian Shujie's feet were off the ground, he had difficulty breathing, and his face gradually turned purple.

Yu Jiu stared at him in a hurry: "I want to kill you now, it's no different from pinching an ant to death. Do you think the ant is qualified to negotiate with me?"

Jian Shujie struggled desperately, but couldn't even break the hand that was holding his neck.

Just as he was about to faint due to suffocation, Fang Wujiu, who was in the next cell, said slowly.

"Kill him now.

As long as he dies, no one can resolve the predicament you are in now.

At that time, all officials in the city will force you to give an explanation.

If you are unable to deal with it, you can only hide in the county magistrate's mansion and dare not go out.

When the imperial court receives news and sends people to investigate the situation, your Tianmen’s arrangements in Fufeng City will be completely exposed.

We might be able to get out of here.”

Old Wu next to him was trying hard to dissuade him: "Young Master Jiu, please calm down. Kill Jian Shujie at this time. It will be more harmful than good to us. When things get worse, we can't explain to the sect leader!"

Yu Jiu took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and tried to keep himself calm.

Jian Shujie can't die yet, at least he can't die at this time.

Yu Jiu slowly let go of his fingers.

Jian Shujie couldn't stand steadily and fell to the ground in a mess.

He was like an old dog, with his hands on the ground, gasping for breath, his chest undulating violently, and a sound like a bellows breaking in his throat.

It took him a long time to speak hoarsely.

"If I couldn't see my wife, I wouldn't have followed you."

Yu Jiu raised the corner of his mouth and showed a mocking smile.

"It's better to do this. If you delay here for half an hour, I'll have someone chop off one of your wife's fingers.

Your wife has ten fingers in total, which can delay you for five hours in total.

If you still refuse to leave after five hours, then we will cure your wife and cut her flesh.

Although your wife is very thin now and has no meat on her body, if you look carefully, you should still be able to cut off a few taels of meat..."

Jian Shujie suddenly raised his head, hissing, hissing, red eyes and hissing.

"You don't allow me to touch her!"

Yu Jiu looked down at him condescendingly and said coldly.

"You have only two choices now, either listen to us well. After things are done, I will consider letting you and your wife meet.

Or you stay here and go nowhere, waiting for us to send your wife's fingers over.

You choose it yourself.”

Jian Shujie stared at him tightly, and the hatred in his eyes could almost turn into substance.

Yu Jiu did not dodge or dodge, and looked at him quietly.

In the end, Jian Shujie was defeated.

"I can do what you said, but you must keep my wife safe."

Yu Jiu smiled happily: "Of course."

Jian Shujie was taken away like this.

Yu Jiu and Lao Wu also left, and returned to quiet in the death row.

Fang Wujiu asked Wen Jiucheng in the cell opposite.

"How are you?"

Wen Jiucheng leaned his back against the wall, frowned and inhaled.

"Hiss! I feel like my ribs are broken. Yu Jiu is really cruel."

Fang Wujiu reminded: "Stay not to move around, don't go to the wound, so as not to poke the ribs into the internal organs. At most, we will be able to go out one day. I'll help you heal the wound."

Wen Jiucheng endured the pain and responded: "Yes."

...

Jian Shujie's beard was shaved off, his hair was combed neatly, and his whole body was washed clean.

He wore a luxurious and solemn brocade robe and a black jade crown, and his whole body returned to his former style, but his figure was much thinner than before, and his face looked a little pale.

He looked at himself in the dressing mirror and couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

It seems that imprisonment and coercion for such a long time have been a nightmare.

Now that I woke up from my dream, everything has returned to its original state.

Jian Shujie's eyes moved and looked at the lady standing next to him. She was still the same as before, with a gentle and gentle smile on her face.

He stared at her in a daze, and it took him a long time to come to his senses.

This man is not his wife.

She's just a fake guy.

All the trance in Jian Shujie's eyes faded away, leaving only deep indifference and fear.

Yu Jiu took all his expression to see, curled his lips and chuckled, and took the initiative to step forward to help him tidy up his clothes, his movements were very gentle.

"Remember what I said to you before, if you want your wife to be safe, don't try to challenge our bottom line."
Chapter completed!