"If I say that it was the first Doctor Zheng who helped me cure it, do you believe it?" Su Dawei looked sincere to Boss Lin.

"I believe you, a ghost, a thief, you are evil."

Boss Lin still disbelief, so he stepped out of the wooden barrel and reached out to touch Su Dawei's skin, but Su Dawei opened it.

"Stay away from me!"

"Don't hide, let me touch it, tsk, the skin is so smooth!"

"Don't touch it randomly, and... it's so disgusting if you put on your clothes and sway them!"

"I don't!"

Boss Lin has a slight smile and a slutty smile.

Then, there is nothing.

He was held on his wrist with one hand and grabbed his joints with an anti-joint grapple.

The famous "Smiling Tiger" in Chang'an directly knelt down.

"I'll accept it, let it go, I won't touch it, I promise not to touch it."

"What I just said is true. Dr. Zheng Yu has made a good acupuncture technique with one skill. He has a direct acupuncture technique to directly prick the bladder meridian. It can kill the bones of dead people. It is a unique skill."

"Are you fooling me?"

Boss Lin swallowed.

Bladder puncture?

Why does this sound so unreliable?

"Why do I don't believe you so much?"

"Believe it or not."

Su Dawei laughed and let him go.

Boss Lin is a loyal person.

Although he is known as the "Smiling Tiger", if he had not had his own principle bottom line, he would not have been able to survive today.

He was ashamed of Su Dawei about the bathhouse, so he also went out to help this time.

This is a man who will repay all kindness and revenge.

After that time, the Chang'an Prison returned to its usual tranquility.

A few days passed in a hurry.

On this day, Boss Lin came and brought Su Dawei a bad news.

“Ami.”

Boss Lin said to Su Dawei with a complicated expression: "There is a master of torture sent over here. I may not be able to help you this time, you..."

Speaking of this, his throat choked.

As the head of Chang'an Prison, he knew what kind of terrible consequences would be if a master of torture were killed.

Even if Ami is strong, she will be disabled at the least and die at the worst.

There is no third possibility.

"A master of torture?"

Su Dawei repeated it, leaning against the wall, looking up at the top, wondering what he thought of.

"Boss Lin, what day is it today?"

“November 17.”

Su Dawei fell silent.

Boss Lin wanted to speak but stopped: "Ami, I don't know what you have committed or offended, but this time the superiors are going to do something really. If you can, you can do it. I will try my best to protect you."

Su Dawei did not answer, and looked at the air with his eyes as if it had turned into a stone statue.

"What kind of case did you say? "

Boss Lin hit the prison door with a heavy punch, making a bang.

He really wanted Rasu to make a big move.

After so many years, there are not many people who can get along with him, so Su Dawei is one.

And Su Dawei is still so young,

If it was really the one who came here with torture, I'm afraid...

"Boss Lin, do you want to make a bet with me?"

Su Dawei suddenly spoke.

"What?"

"I bet I will definitely not have any trouble this time." Su Dawei actually laughed at him, looking heartless.

"Your mom, you're crazy."

Looking at his smiling face, Boss Lin felt inexplicably anxious.

"Prison!"

A shout from Xiao Liuzi suddenly came from a distance: "That... is here..."

"Ami, you really don't have to stand it!"

Boss Lin shouted anxiously.

Still no response.

I heard footsteps from far to near.

Boss Lin turned his head suddenly.

Then, I saw a person walking step by step from the darkness.

This man walked very steadily.

The face is full of wrinkles, and the lines are like gullies.

What impressed the most was that his eyes were dark, like two black holes, bottomless.

"Is this a criminal?"

He glanced into the prison and said lightly: "Take it to the punishment room."

About an hour later.

There are three more wooden barrels in the cell.

The water vapor rose with the heat, and the three men were naked and lay on the edge of the wooden barrel.

Su Dawei sighed comfortably: "Yes, it's here, it's hard here, it's so sour~"

After sighing, he turned his head toward Mr. Lin and said, "Boss Lin, have you ever thought of having a VIP service in this prison? Those who are willing to pay can enjoy the Dabaojian One-Stop."

"Your mother!"

Boss Lin, who had been holding it in for a long time, threw it over with a bath towel that had been sucked with full water, and cursed: "You know Master Gui, you actually know Master Gui, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"I'm not sure it's him."

Su Dawei turned his head and avoided it.

Lao Gui Gui Jianchao, who was soaking in another big bathtub, laughed.

When it comes to torture, who can match him?

The title of the number one torture expert in Chang'an County was not in vain.

"No, you just said you bet with me, bet you have nothing to do..."

Boss Lin pointed at Su Dawei with a look of a ghost, "How did you know it would be Mr. Gui?"

"In Chang'an County, Boss Lin, you are already first-class in torture. If you want to be even better than you, you can only ask for an old ghost and uncle ghost, right?"

Su Dawei said to Gui Jianchao with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle Gui, for showing mercy."

Gui Jian waved his hand with a huge thorn: "We don't have to be like this, but... you still have to pretend to be like this in a while, so as not to leak news. I can protect you once, but I can't protect you twice. If you want to change someone, you will have to suffer."

“Yes yes.”

Su Dawei nodded and looked at Boss Lin, his expression became proud again: "Look at my uncle, I can't bear to touch a finger of me. It's not like someone, ah, I really whip it down and greet him, this person is like someone~"

Boss Lin's face turned red, but he couldn't say a word.

He had a thought in his mind, but he was thinking: Could it be that Ami informed Gui Jianchao in advance through Dr. Zheng Yu? Or he used other relationships, otherwise how could it be so coincidental?

The more you think about it, the more you feel it makes sense.

Unfortunately, Su Dawei's mouth was so open that he didn't want to say it, and others couldn't even sled out even if they had a word.
To be continued...