Yang Wu did not have time to comfort Wan Lanxin. After hearing Li Ziying's shout, his expression froze.
Wan Lanxin stopped and stared back at Li Ziying. She reprimanded, "Li Ziying, what do you want?"
"I should be the one asking you that." Li Ziying met Wan Lanxin's gaze and sneered. He paused and said, "Yang Wu is a prisoner in the 68th district. Because he offended a noble, he was stripped of his title of viscount and sent to prison for ten years. Am I wrong?"
Wan Lanxin stared at Li Ziying and replied with guilt, "So what?"
"So what? He should have been in the 68th district, but Lanxin, you shielded him and removed his prison chains. You even brought him to the 8th district. This is not a light crime! " Li Ziying said proudly. Then he ordered the jailers around him, "What are you waiting for? Arrest this criminal for me."
The 18 jailers immediately stepped out and walked toward Yang Wu.
Wan Lanxin shouted, "Let's see who dares!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the eighteen prison guards stopped in their tracks, not daring to move an inch.
"Lanxin, do you really want to make a mistake to the end?" Li Ziying asked.
"I will explain this matter. You don't have to meddle in other people's business!" Wan Lanxin responded strongly. Then she rushed over to Yang Wu and said, "Brother Wu, come with me."
Yang Wu hesitated and said, "Mayor Wan, you should take me back to the 68th district. Although you ordered me to save Warden Wan, I am guilty. Merits cannot offset faults. I don't want to tarnish Mayor Wan's reputation. "
Yang Wu's mind turned quickly. He had already felt that Li Ziying wanted to use him as a threat. Naturally, he could not let him do as he wished. He quickly changed the way he addressed Wan Lanxin and explained to others that he was here because Wan Lanxin asked him to save Wan Tianlong, not to shield his crimes. He pointed out all the reasons and did not let Li Ziying succeed.
Wan Lanxin wanted to say something, but Yang Wu raised his eyebrows. She had no choice but to say softly, "Okay, I'll ask someone to send you back to the 68th section. I believe everyone in the prison will be grateful to you for saving my father's life. You have to distinguish between merits and demerits."
"Thank you, Mayor Wan!" Yang Wu cupped his hands and replied. Then he looked back at Li Ziying and smiled, "Uncle, long time no see. Remember to take good care of me... I am leaving!"
Wan Lanxin called two of her trusted jailers over and escorted Yang Wu away.
As for the skinny man on Yang Wu's back, no one paid any attention to him. They only thought that he might be a prison slave trapped in the blood pit.
Who would have thought that the skinny man was the culprit in the blood pit?
"Remember to write your name backwards!" Wan Lanxin did not stay any longer. After leaving a sentence expressionlessly to Li Ziying, she left.
Li Ziying could only watch Yang Wu and Wan Lanxin leave. His face became quite ferocious, and the hostility in his eyes was very strong. He had already put Yang Wu on his kill list.
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68th district.
Since Yang Wu defeated Wang Yan with absolute force, killed Centipede, and took in Fei Leng and Bei Ze, no one in 68th district dared to go against Skinny Monkey. Skinny Monkey naturally became the boss of 68th district.
Skinny Monkey was seriously injured in the Wolf Demon's disaster. However, with the help of the Blood Ginseng and the healing pill left by Wan Lanxin, he recovered in just two days. His physique was extraordinary, and his strength increased again. He was close to the realm of a high-grade Martial Soldier.
In the next few days, he practiced diligently. He cultivated the first two moves of the Rainstorm Spear Technique to the microscopic stage. His strength was completely stimulated, and he reached the strength of ten stones in one go, entering the realm of a high-grade Martial Soldier.
Even Fei Leng and Bei Ze could not catch up with such a speed of improvement.
Not only that, but the skinny monkey's eyes would also flash with red light from time to time, like fire and lightning, making people unable to look straight at him. At first, he was even more shocked, but later on, he discovered that he could actually see a thousand miles away, and nothing that was flimsy enough to block his eyesight was able to see through everything.
For this, he especially practiced and realized that he could see through stone walls. He could find the position of the Red Steel Stone every time. Only then did he realize that his eyes were extraordinary.
This kind of talent was not stable. It worked sometimes, and he did not know how to use it. It made him feel a little scared, and he did not know if it was a good or bad thing.
As for Little Man, she was also very amazing. Little Hei gave her various spiritual fruits and herbs from time to time. She left most of them for Yang Wu to share when he came back. She only ate a small part, but her strength increased a lot.
Not only that, but there was also a new technique in her mind, "Eight Barbarians Celestial Technique!"
The Eight Barbarians Celestial Technique had a total of eight layers of heaven and earth. Every layer of heaven and earth increased a layer of brute force, and had the power to overturn rivers and seas.
After Xiao Man tried to cultivate for a while, she felt that her originally weak body had become much stronger. She could easily lift a hundred kilograms of rock with just a raise of her hand, which shocked her.
She wondered if she had become a monster. She was even more worried that she would grow a beard. Would her hands and feet become as thick and strong as an ox? Would her waist become like a bear's waist and a tiger's back?
When she thought of this, she was so scared that she did not dare to continue cultivating.
Little Hei, on the other hand, swayed in front of her every day and called out softly. It was as if it was unhappy that she did not cultivate. It even reduced the amount of spiritual fruits and herbs that it gave her. Little Man did not understand. Why did Little Hei do this?
No one noticed the changes in the two of them for the time being.
Overall, things were progressing in a good direction, but some trouble still came.
One of the leaders of the prison slaves, Black Gorilla, already knew that Centipede had been killed. However, because of what happened in the eighth district, the prison slaves were forbidden from crossing districts. Black Gorilla finally found an opportunity to inform his subordinate in the forty-fifth district, Li Futu, to bring people to the sixty-eighth district to seek justice for Centipede.
Normally, the prison slaves in the higher districts were not allowed to go to the lower districts. Otherwise, it would disrupt the management of the districts. However, there were some rules that could be changed. For example, as long as the prison guards allowed it, it would not be a big deal.
On this day, Li Futu handed over enough Red Steel Ores and received permission from the prison guards. He had one day to settle the matter in the sixtieth district. Thus, he brought eight subordinates with him to the sixty-eighth district.
Although he did not bring many people with him, every one of them was at least a mid-grade martial soldier. Three of them were even high-grade martial soldiers, and he himself was at the level of a top-grade martial soldier.
He was confident that his strength was enough to wipe out the people in the sixty-eighth district.
Li Futu was an average-looking man. He had a crew cut, a strong body, and a vicious look in his eyes. He did not have a crowbar in his hands like the other prison slaves. He brought his subordinates to the sixty-eighth district with his bare hands.
The sixty-eighth district was the lowest of all the prison districts. The prison slaves there were generally not very good at fighting. Even if there was a fight or a murder, it would not affect the overall situation. The normal prison guards could cover for it.
Now that Li Futu and his men had crossed over, the atmosphere here became much more tense.
"Is this the lower prison slave district? They are all trash! "Someone beside Li Futu said disdainfully. Even the prison slaves were divided by him.
"Isn't that right? Look at how weak they are. It's not bad if they can dig up one Red Steel Ores a day! "Another prison slave agreed.
"Stop talking nonsense. Immediately find out who killed Centipede. Finish this quickly and report back to the boss!" Li Futu said calmly.
Thus, someone attacked the nearby prison slaves and asked them who was the boss of the sixty-eighth district.
Soon, Li Futu and his men learned of the name "Skinny Monkey". They brought their men to look for Skinny Monkey.
At this moment, Skinny Monkey was digging for Red Steel Ores with all his might.
Yang Wu had told him that digging for Red Steel Ores was the best way to build his strength. It would allow him to increase his strength quickly. He didn't think of this work as hard labor. Instead, he saw it as a form of training.
Other than that, he also wanted to collect fifty thousand kilograms of Red Steel Ores for Yang Wu. He had collected less than five thousand kilograms of Red Steel Ores so far, far from fifty thousand kilograms.
When Skinny Monkey heard from Little Man that Yang Wu had been taken away by a beautiful military officer, he knew that Yang Wu might not return to the sixty-eighth district. But he still insisted on collecting fifty thousand kilograms of Red Steel Ores. If Yang Wu came back, he would not have to wait. He could directly hand over the Red Steel Ores and leave the mountain prison to join the Army of the Dead.
Skinny Monkey was always thinking about how good Yang Wu was, for no other reason than to hear him call him "Big Brother"!
Just as Skinny Monkey was digging, a disdainful voice came from behind him. "You trash are Skinny Monkey?"
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