"The old dean will be so tense, and his heart is not so good. I’m afraid he will be scared to death by you directly," Fati sighed, pushing her nose glasses.
"Don’t you have a lot of things to deal with? How come? " Apollo returned to his seat and sat down.
"Although there are many things to deal with, our king still wants to come and see." Fati took out a large bouquet of lilies from behind and put them in the vase of the old prince Mark Philip.
"When you have this kind of time, you might as well hurry up and push forward the trial of Zhang Lan," Apollo despised.
"Do you still think Zhang Lan is a criminal until now?"
"Isn’t it? From the moment we met, it was a game against our king’s bureau. Let’s see what the overlord group said now. Did he want him dead? I think this is Guxuan and this little one designed a good game! " Apollo said another possibility for what happened.
"Your idea is too biased. Although I don’t have much contact with Zhang Lan, he is a character with little brain power that I have ever seen, but he is not stupid enough to really attack Mark. Mark is the only one who can take him in." Fati may be the only one in this group who still believes in his innocence.
"Take out the evidence to speak, don’t you value the evidence the most? The evidence now is that the snake venom is Zhang Lan, and someone was shot by him! "
Apollo doesn’t want to believe in any motive. This dark cloud covers the world. Killing people doesn’t need a reason at all. So many people die every day. Do you need a motive?
"You’ve been blinded by hatred. It’s best to keep your head calm. At this moment, you’d better continue to guard the two kings. I’ll send flowers regularly." Fati sighed and turned to look at Mark lying in the life-support cabin, revealing a trace of regret
"Fati … if … if the two kings …" Apollo had a terrible idea so terrible that the man who was close to winning the world was afraid to say it.
"Nothing will happen. Mark’s state is stable now, and he must be able to recover. We call the sun never sets, and we never set here." Fati firmly left, but Apollo never set his heart.
Back in Xiuluochang Prison, the rest area market has been in ruins. The guards in combat armor moved as many as 15 cans of tear gas, more than 15 rounds of ammunition, and paid 37 death row prisoners and 15 guards’ lives to calm down.
Looking around, the whole rest area is like a battlefield. There are cries everywhere waiting for the rescue of the injured and blood mixed with soil.
Zhang Lan and old bones sat in the corner. They were all very good and didn’t take part in the riots. They always watched everyone fight.
Finally, I saw Shura crawling out of a pile of bodies with scars all over him. He was covered in blood, but his heart was torn apart by laughter. The prisoner exposed a strong muscle that did not lose Zhang Lan.
"This man is fit for this land from the bone. Wearing his warden’s costume is the shackles that bind his nature. I believe that he really loves to repair the Luochang bar and will practice himself into a shura." Zhang Lan sighed.
"You be careful, he may be running for you to come late and sleep with him. Don’t die too much," old bones woke up.
"I’m not afraid of him, but I don’t understand what high-level officials will let him stay in the Luochang? Maybe when I solve his secret, I will be able to sort out all the unreasonable places. "Zhang Lan had a strong feeling.
That night, Zhang Lan went to sleep alone in the room, and it was almost the same as yesterday when the cell door was opened and the package was more serious. Shura came in.
Without saying anything, he went straight to the corner to sit in his bed and drank a cold water in the bridle to quench his thirst.
"You are really like being condemned to death by an old man." Zhang Lan never felt that anyone was more like Shura.
"It can be said that I am too used to it. My first job when I joined the society was the position of warden. I have been working for more than three years. I have changed from a young man to everything in the big man’s Luochang today. I am too familiar with it. I know very well what the death row depends on to live. Of course, it is this pair of fists." Shura raised her left hand and was covered with bandages.
"Shura what does your Lord want you to do? I know that thing must have something to do with me. Kill me? Or are you wooing me? Or frame me for something? You are such a cat, and I have always been aware of whether it is too embarrassing. "Zhang Lan wry smile way.
"You think too much. I didn’t spend the night because he couldn’t rest. I have no idea about you." Shura waved his hand.
"You have no power to speak at all. Well, whatever you want to do, do it as soon as possible, because I’m afraid I can’t control it and I’ll accidentally kill you one day." Zhang Lan smiled and lay down to sleep.
"Good night Zhang Lan’s adult" Shura also went to sleep.
Chapter two hundred and forty-six Shura real goal
The next seven days were spent in peace.
All prisoners in the armed forces are forced to wear magnetic bracelets and anklets, and the prison guards are holding the remote control. If you find something wrong, just press it to control what you are doing, or you are waiting for Hercules’ hands and feet to be sucked together immediately, so that the prisoners can’t move on the ground like bound lambs.
2024-07-03