Chapter 113, It’s over, it’s done...

After eating and drinking, we climbed for the second time.

That time, Zhang Yong saw clearly whether those two people really had high legs.

Totally not Spider-Man!

Simply use your fingers and toes to hook into the thin cracks or very small bumps in the wall.

Tan Hong said that Zhang Yong couldn't do it. There would be no chance of him practicing for another ten years.

They are all talented!

No wonder Virgo asked him to come to the prison to select people. There is indeed no talent in the prison.

"okay."

After climbing three times, Zhang Yong waved his legs.

Facts have proven that none of them are great. They can be raised, but there are conditions.

Wave your legs. Ask others to step back.

"Now, we have to tell ourselves how he can trust me." Zhang Yong said with a straight face.

Let them out. No problem. But what if they run away?

They're all so awesome. He definitely can't catch them.

Therefore, there must be a prerequisite to control them.

How to control?

Zhang Yong doesn't understand.

Let them speak for themselves.

Suddenly I felt my throat tightening and was held down by Zhuo Yungui.

The wrong party moves very quickly.

Zhang Yong had no reaction.

"Noisy! He will kill me!" Zhuo Yungui said coldly.

There was silence all around.

No one moved. It was as if they didn't see anything.

Someone turned around deliberately.

Zhuo Yungui found out that his kidnapped Hong had gone to live.

They don't care at all.

Or rather I had expected it.

I want to loosen my legs, but I don't want to. But I don't want to loosen my legs. It's a bit embarrassing.

In the past, Zhang Yong stretched his legs by himself and took the wrong leg away.

Really not.

Hijacked at that time.

Something is wrong.

It’s hard to get out of jail!

And whether it is in an open area without any obstruction.

There are so many shooting angles. You can be riddled with holes at any time, leaving no intact body.

My brain is not working...

Zhang Yong rubbed his neck, "I've climbed three times, aren't you tired?"

"He can kill me." Zhuo Yungui responded coldly, but his tone was obviously weak. Even he felt no threat.

If he wanted to be killed, he would have been killed long ago.

If you say more words, you are showing weakness.

"What good will I gain by killing him?" Zhang Yong was simply afraid that the wrong person would kill him.

If you kill yourself, the wrong party will also die.

The others shot him randomly and beat him into a hornet's nest.

A person who wants to die will climb the city wall three times? How can he be so full of desire to live that he is willing to die? That’s ridiculous!

Apart from worrying about the wrong party escaping, I don't worry about anything else.

"Let's get down to business." Zhang Yong beckoned him to come closer, "I'll tell you how he can believe that I won't run away. If he believes it, he will take me out now."

He turned to look at the taciturn Huang Shang, "Me too. Speak for yourself. Then he takes me away."

"Li Yunyan is his daughter." Huang Shang said in a deep voice.

"Which Li Yunyan?" Zhang Yong said he had never heard of it.

"Over in Xuancheng, the female head of Jiuyan Mountain."

"Female bandit?"

"no."

"Okay. He believed in me. He signed a copper bond. He took me to medical treatment outside of prison."

Zhang Yong nodded.

It's good to have relatives.

Are family members the greatest weakness? This has not been the case in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad.

The legs are pretty mean, but often very effective.

Unless they suffer an extremely terrible experience, no one will abandon their wife and children easily. Except for scum.

Zhao Dianchun arranges the leg continuation.

The so-called acquittal does not necessarily mean acquittal.

Do you need to go through the procedures? No matter how hacky you are, you can't do that. There are bail, parole, and medical treatment outside of prison that can be operated.

Now that Zhang Yong is leaving, he will not be able to receive medical treatment outside of prison.

Anyway, when people go outside, no one knows whether they seek medical treatment or not. No one will ask.

Fuxing Club, the waiter's room came to pick up people, I asked so many questions, what do they want to do?

There is no time limit for medical treatment outside prison. First, a person is reported dead, and then a new identity is obtained, which is equivalent to a new person. There was no DNA test in those days.

The Fuxing Society uses the police station to apply for a batch of new identities. They can apply them casually without any flaws.

"Press the leg prints."

Soon, Huang Shang's leg surgery was completed.

From now on, he can leave prison freely. Of course, Fuxing Society will take him with him.

"Enjoyed."

Zhang Yong was too lazy to look at Zhuo Yungui.

If you want to survive, you have to show your weakness.

Wouldn't it be that rough?

Isn't it that straightforward?

Otherwise, I will continue to stay in prison.

"I'll wait."

"If you have something to say, just say it."

"He begged to speak to me alone."

"There's no point in kidnapping him."

"Then if it's his secret, he can tell it to me alone."

"OK."

Zhang Yong waved his leg.

Will the others step back and let Zhuo Yungui come over?

Yep, it's all very mysterious. It's something that deceives the master and destroys the ancestors.

I want to ask him to tell me if I was wronged?

In fact, I didn’t deceive my master and destroy my ancestors? Haha. He believes in me.
To be continued...