Huanglu Prison.

Li Yao was lying on the bed and coughing, coughing, while coughing, the blood from the corners of his mouth flowed out. His hands and legs were covered with plasters, and all his fingers were clipped. His eyes were dull, and everything he put on had nothing to do with him.

Opposite him, three people were smoking, one of whom had a syringe in his hand, and he was not talking loudly.

"This time the dose doesn't need to be too large. Injection from the large artery in his neck is enough to make him go to the west."

"It's good to die. It's been so long. To be honest, I can't do it anymore."

"Hurry up, die early and be born soon!"

The man stood up, held the syringe, and asked Li Yao to greet him.

A man suddenly appeared behind him. He grabbed his syringe in his hand, pierced his temple, and a tube of liquid was injected into his temple, and the man's body twitched in an instant.

The remaining two people looked at a prisoner who was very low-key and humble on weekdays and rushed over.

One of them had his neck broken directly.

Another person was knocked to the ground and lost his resistance, and the entire cell was filled with tragic screams...

Luluo Prison.

His head blade was naked, and in the corner of the cell, his face was pale, his face was covered in blood, and he was motionless. Several men with blood on his hands stood there on the side.

You looked at me, I looked at you, and in a short while, one of them reached out to put his hand on the neck of the head blade.

"This kid's vitality is really tenacious enough, he can't die like this."

"Okay, that's about the same. To put it bluntly, he and us have no grudges. That's enough."

The man next to him nodded.

"Go, wet the towel and take it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a towel had been handed over.

He was about to take the towel, but something was wrong. He calmed down and saw that it was not theirs and he didn't know when it would appear again. He didn't think too much about it.

"Thank you, brother."

He pulled a towel, but didn't pull it. He frowned and kept several consecutive strokes, still motionless.

He suddenly became angry and stood up to waste his neck.

"Are you playing with me since this?"

When he was about to speak, a pair of scissors stabbed into his lower abdomen. After a few consecutive strokes, the man fell to the ground. When the remaining people saw this situation, they ran away, but looking at it, it was just a little bigger.

The killer held scissors, chasing and greeting each other one by one.

In an instant, the prison cell was covered with blood, and the prison guards outside had rushed over. He did not hesitate at all and was still greeting the corpses on the ground...

Qingshan Prison.

In the cell where Li Kang was detained, Li Kang was dragged off the bed by a man like a dead dog. On the side, he picked up Li Kang's clothes, carefully wrapped them around several circles, and directly put them on Li Kang's neck.

Li Kang was in a slightly better condition, and at least he seemed to be a little conscious. He knew that everything had reached the end.

He smiled freely.

"Yinzi, I'll be with you."

After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes and one of the few people on the side spoke with the lead.

"You two hold him down and save him from struggling."

"It's all like this. He doesn't have the strength to struggle, come right."

"That's OK."

Several people looked at each other, and for a moment, they all made up their minds.

Just when they are about to do it.

A figure full of resentment appeared behind them...

In Bajiao Hutong, Mei Zhikang's home, two bottles of Moutai have been drunk, and Mei Zhikang stared at Wang Ying.

"This is the story between you and Jiling Gina."

When Wang Ying heard this, he nodded.

"According to your words, I'm actually the one who has already chosen a wife, but my wife is no longer there, right?"

"To be accurate, you are not as simple as choosing a wife. These two women are not the first in your life, nor the last in your life."

"What does it mean? Then do I have a wife now?"

"Of course I have it, named Long Wei, the daughter of the Long Family Consortium, and the only daughter of the boss of the Longyin Chamber of Commerce."

Wang Ying lowered his head again.

Mei Zhikang looked at Wang Ying's expression.

"I said brother, you will never lose your memory again during this period, have you married another wife?"

Wang Ying felt a little embarrassed.

Mei Zhikang stretched out his thumb.

"You are so amazing, really!" Come on, come on, drink bar, you have too many stories, and you may not be able to finish this night!"

When Mei Zhikang poured the wine, he found that he had finished drinking. He turned around and picked up two more bottles.

"Come on, drink..."

Sunshine City, in the cell where Gecko and Jiuying are held!

There was a gecko member hanging in front of Gebo. The reason why he used the word "hang" was because there were several hooks behind the man, which hooked him up on the wall.

Ge Bo was holding a scalpel in his hand and was cutting flesh from the man's body, one by one, rippling blood. There was a camera behind him, passing all Ge Bo's movements to all the geckos members in the cell in a timely manner. Ge Bo enjoyed it very much. The staff around him couldn't stand it anymore and dared not look directly at him!

At this moment, Zhang Ze came from not far away. When he saw Ge Bo's scene, he frowned from the side, but did not stop it. He knew very well that he could not stop it either.

"General, the latest news is passed back, it's about the group of people like Gray Blood."

"Don't worry, let's talk about this specimen after I finish making this specimen!..."

The sun slowly rose, and at Mei Zhikang's home in the ancient city of Bajiao Hutong, Wang Ying suddenly opened his eyes. The sunlight was a little dazzling. He stood up and stretched.

He looked at Mei Zhikang who was lying on the side, stepped forward and kicked Mei Zhikang twice!

At this moment, Mei Zhikang got up from the ground and patted his head hard.

"I drank too much last night and didn't get up."

"Take me to the Octagon Cemetery!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Mei Zhikang got up, washed up briefly, helped Wang Ying get rags, paper money and other things. Following Wang Ying, the two of them arrived at the Octagon Cemetery!

From the moment they entered the Octagon Cemetery, Wang Ying was shocked, with photos of their lives hanging on the tombstones one by one.

He walked to the tombstone of Brother Binbin of the Bajiao Hutong and looked at Cao Binbin.

The memory fragments in my mind began to reorganize, thinking about everything that Mei Zhikang told himself yesterday.

He half-kneeled in front of Brother Binbin's tombstone, rubbing it carefully bit by bit.

The cup tombstone next to Brother Binbin.

Wang Ying looked at the photo of the cup and seemed to think of many things in an instant.

His head began to hurt a little again. He endured the pain and wiped it bit by bit. Then, Fan Xiao, Hu Yilin, etc., one by one, with such familiar names and familiar faces, kept popping up in his mind.

His head hurts more and more, enduring severe pain.

Still rubbing one tombstone after another.

During this process, Mei Zhikang tried to interrupt Wang Ying several times, but when the words came to his mouth, he stopped. He knew very well that if Wang Ying wanted to remember all this, these stimulations were essential.

When it came later, Wang Ying was so painful that he couldn't even stand up. He hugged his head, climbed from the ground little by little to the next to the tombstone, and insisted on wiping it.

Until he wiped the last tombstone, which was in front of the tombstone of Bashe.

He held his head and knelt here without moving.

The tombstone of Bashe is empty, with only the clothes that Bashe wore during his lifetime and the items he carried with him. The reason for the burial here was that Bashe had explained a long time ago.

But at this moment, Wang Ying was not aware of it.

He began to use his head to constantly hit Bashe's tombstone. He accidentally cut a hole on his forehead by the corner of the tombstone.

Blood stained half of Wang Ying's face.

Mei Zhikang behind him couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and wanted to hand Wang Ying a tissue.

The moment Wang Ying turned his head, tears flowed, blood and tears mixed together, and flowed down his cheeks.

But at this moment, his eyes were obviously different from before. His whole mental state and aura were completely different, as if he was born!

Although he was still extremely sad, Mei Zhikang knew that the confident and calm and omnipotent wolf king was finally back!
To be continued...