Chapter 175 Wan Laosan's situation, Wang Xingwang returns for revenge
At this time, in a secret cell inside the Qingniu Gang.
Wan Laosan woke up slowly. He felt his head swelling and had a splitting headache. He couldn't help but reach out to touch his head, but found that his hands were tied behind his back.
Wan Laosan slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and with the faint light he finally saw clearly where he was.
There were dark red bloodstains everywhere in the small room. There was a torch stuck on the adobe wall, which was the only source of light in the room. There was also a very small window on the low wall, with sparse light shining in.
The walls were covered with various torture instruments, shining coldly in the firelight.
The room was filled with a musty smell mixed with a strong fishy odor, which was nauseating.
"Awake?" A somewhat old voice came from the corner.
Wan Laosan quickly looked towards the corner. At first, due to the light, he could not see anything clearly. He only saw a vague outline. Soon, the man slowly walked out of the shadows. He was an old man with gray hair, two fish-shaped eyes on his face, and an unshaven beard. He was wearing a relatively new long gown and cotton jacket, a cotton hat on his head, hunched over, and holding a crutch in his hand. One leg was hanging in the air, and it was obviously broken.
Wan Laosan took a deep breath. Why does this old man look familiar?
Wan Laosan tried to think carefully, but he couldn't remember anything.
"Who are you? Do we know each other? What is the grudge between you and me? Why did you bring me here?"
The old man suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly, "Hahahaha... You actually forgot about me so quickly, but I will never forget you exiles. If it weren't for you exiles meddling in my affairs, how could I have ended up like this? You actually forgot about me so quickly."
The old man's tone was filled with hatred, as if he wanted to eat Wan Lao San alive.
At this time, Wan Laosan finally remembered who the other person was. Although he had only met him once that night, the other person still left a slight impression on him.
"Are you... the former mayor?" Wan Laosan asked uncertainly.
Wang Xingwang suddenly grabbed Wan Laosan's chin and said viciously, "You finally remembered me? You are a bunch of dead exiles, a bunch of evil stars. You have destroyed everything I have. I will not let you have an easy life. None of you can have an easy life."
Wan Laosan had his chin pinched tightly by Wang Xingwang, fear showed in his eyes, but he could not speak when he opened his mouth.
At this time, Wang Xingwang let go of Wan Laosan's chin and stepped back with difficulty.
"Are you going to ask me why I'm still alive?"
Wang Xingwang's hoarse voice carried a hint of suppressed anger, his cloudy eyes were full of red bloodshot, and his pair of bulgy eyes made people's scalps numb.
His body gradually blended into the darkness along with his voice, just like the person he was at this moment, accustomed to the darkness. The darkness gave him a sense of security and allowed him to do whatever he wanted. The darkness was also his protective color.
Wan Laosan couldn't answer this question. He knew very little about Wang Xingwang, and didn't have a deep impression of him. He didn't know how he had offended such a person.
Wan Laosan shook his head in fear, his face flushed red, and he struggled hard with his tied hands, trying to break free, but his hands were bleeding from being rubbed by the rough hemp rope, and he still did not loosen the rope at all.
"I don't know you, I don't know you, you've caught the wrong person, please let me go back."
The fear in Wan Laosan's heart tortured him so much that he broke out in a sweat, with beads of sweat the size of beans dripping down his head and face. He felt that the person standing in front of him was a devil. Although he had never seen the other party's methods of torture, looking at the surrounding environment, Wan Laosan felt that there must be a lot of wronged souls here.
The walls and the ground were covered with dark red bloodstains visible to the naked eye. Some were in large patches, and some were in the form of sprays. Wan Laosan's fear had reached the extreme at this time. He was just a farmer who knew some carpentry skills and had never seen such a scene.
At this moment, Wan Laosan suddenly heard a clanging sound coming from the corner, as if someone was looking for some tools.
He opened his eyes wide in horror, trying to see clearly what the other person was doing, but his vision was a little blurry. However, he soon knew.
Wang Xingwang was seen holding a dagger flashing with cold light in his hand, leaning on a crutch with one hand, and approaching Wan Laosan slowly and with difficulty.
"You know, because of your meddling, I not only lost my lucrative job as mayor, but also broke a leg. Otherwise, this crappy commercial center in this town would be mine now. But now open your eyes and see that I have become a worthless person, a maggot living in the dark. All this is caused by you exiles. I'm going to start with you today. It's your bad luck that I ran into you when I just came back. Hahahaha, even God couldn't stand it and wanted to help me."
Wang Xingwang laughed loudly towards the sky, and the sound kept echoing in Wan Laosan's ears, almost shattering Wan Laosan's frightened heart.
"Although we are exiles, we didn't do anything. What does your becoming like this have to do with us? Don't wrongly accuse a good person."
Although Wan Laosan was afraid, he didn't want to die, so he mustered up the courage to speak a complete sentence.
Wang Xingwang was like an enraged madman, his eyes were red, and the hat on his head had fallen off at some point, leaving his hair disheveled, like a demon. He stared at Wan Lao San and said word by word, "It doesn't matter? If you hadn't meddled in other people's business and saved some damn young master of the Gu family, would you have implicated me? And you still say it's not your fault?"
Wan Laosan also understood what the other party meant at this time, but he felt very wronged.
Wang Xingwang is a bully who only bullies the weak and fears the strong. He cannot seek revenge from the Golden Axe Gang or the Gu family, so he vents his hatred on this group of exiles. He is just picking on the weak.
After Wan Lao San figured out the whole thing, he was heartbroken. It seemed that he was doomed this time. They were just enjoying their good life, and now he was going to go down to see his father? Wan Lao San was unwilling to accept it, and big tears flowed down his face.
"Heh...you're crying already? I haven't even started yet. You deserve to die, you wimp. It's your bad luck that I ran into you when I was looking for revenge."
Before the accident, Wang Xingwang had already made an appointment with the leader of the Qingniu Gang, Ji Zongquan, to find an opportunity to rescue him.
Ji Zongquan did not break his promise. He spent some time and effort, taking advantage of the gap between the two county magistrates when the internal management of the county government was lax, and used his connections to get Wang Xingwang out. But it was too late. Wang Xingwang had already had one leg broken.
After the new county magistrate took office, the first thing he did was to check the prisoners in the prison. As a result, he found that one had escaped, so he issued a warrant for his arrest. Wang Xingwang became a wanted criminal before he even returned to the Qingniu Gang. He hid in a dilapidated temple for a month or two. Now that the limelight is not so severe, he quietly returned.
Wang Xingwang's anger at this moment was all focused on the dagger in his hand. He stabbed the dagger into Wan Laosan's chest without hesitation.
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