Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

Lin Xuan did not refute. He pulled Hongyan to the stagnant water, stripped her naked and threw her into the water.

Now he has been able to keep his mind calm.

Subconsciously, he had already regarded Hongyan as an immature child, and raising her felt like raising a daughter.

This can generate ideas, and Lin Xuan feels that he really needs to face the wall.

Hongyan didn't ask why she had to enter the stagnant water. Although she didn't like water very much, she still stayed in the stagnant water obediently without moving.

Only half of the beauty's head was exposed outside, and one could only see bubbles rising from the bottom of the water in strings.

Lin Xuan controlled the substances in the stagnant water and transformed Hongyan's body.

He could rest assured in letting Zhao Kongcheng and Chen Muye reform themselves, but not Hongyan.

If she were to do it herself, she might have molded herself into the national treasure mecha in the cartoon.

Although it is very abstract, the possibility of such a thing is definitely not zero.

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The next day, early in the morning.

Bang!

The heavy door opened, accompanied by the clinking sound of dragging chains.

Many prisoners who were still confused immediately opened their eyes, sat up, and tried to stick their heads out of the dark metal bars to find out what was going on.

This sound means that someone new has arrived.

Everyone looked up and saw two men in black escorting a thin young man with a plain face into the prison.

Two men in black stopped in front of an empty cell, and one of them stepped forward to remove his shackles.

"Go in, number."

After the two men in black left, the prison became noisy. Everyone stared at the direction of the thin young man and whispered to each other.

"This little thing looks so tender, but I wonder how it tastes."

In the room next to the boy, a wretched middle-aged man with shining eyes scanned every inch of his body, his saliva almost flowing out.

"I advise you not to attack him for the time being."

"Why, Lao Luo, are you trying to protect your food?"

The man called Lao Luo shook his head and pointed at the young man.

"You forgot that our new boss is also around the same age."

When the wretched man heard this, he shuddered at first, as if he thought of some horrible scene.

But he immediately straightened his back and pretended not to care.

"Tsk, those two were patients, but this one isn't. How could this kid know the boss? There's no such coincidence in the world."

Although the wretched man said this, he had already given up the idea of ​​taking the first bite.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the eventuality.

As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, one will be afraid of ropes for ten years. He doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of those people yesterday.

He can still clearly recall the scene of yesterday.

If the young man next door to him is really the same as the new boss, he will just be there to serve as a helping hand.

Staying alive is more important than losing your head.

Let others try this kid's moisture.

The wretched man curled his lips and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​causing trouble for this boy.

But at this moment, An Qingyu, who was sitting next to them, came over after listening to their conversation.

"You mentioned those two teenagers in hospital gowns. Can you tell me about them?"

An Qingyu's voice was not loud, but the moment he finished speaking, the prison suddenly became quiet.

Everyone stared at An Qingyu in silence.

An Qingyu was also stunned when he saw this scene.

He thought for a moment, then asked, "What did the two of them do?"

The two patients the other party was talking about should be Lin Xuan and Lin Qiye.

This is consistent with the information he got from Hongying.

But the reason why these criminals reacted so strongly was probably because those two had done something big again.

"You...you, do you know our new boss?"

The wretched man's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. He felt that he really should kowtow to Lao Luo a few times. If Lao Luo hadn't reminded him, he would have really done it.

"Let me confirm first. Are the two patients you mentioned about my age? They're around 175cm and 185cm tall respectively, and they both look rather thin?"

"Correct."

The wretched man nodded repeatedly, and his attitude became completely respectful at this time, almost bowing his head.

The prison was silent, with only the sound of the two people talking.

Everyone looked at An Qingyu, their eyes changing from covetousness and teasing to awe.

At this point, anyone who is not a fool can realize that this kid clearly knows their new boss, and he seems to be very familiar with him.

Damn, another dad is here.

This is what many people are thinking at this moment.

An Qingyu raised his eyebrows.

"You said they were the new bosses because they beat you up?"

This was a reasonable inference he made based on the other party's words.

A place like the prison is like a small biosphere, where each prisoner finds his or her own place.

There are top predators, as well as cattle and sheep that are left to be slaughtered.

Anyone who is new here will always be criticized and asked to assess their position in the biosphere.

Judging from the current situation, the two people are clearly at the top of this biosphere.

The only way to do this in prison is with your fists.

An Qingyu thought his guess was reasonable, but when he said this, he noticed that the muscles at the corners of the wretched man's mouth twitched slightly, and his pupils dilated slightly.

That's the instinctive reaction when thinking of horrific images.

And it wasn't just the guy in front of him, the people around him also had abnormal reactions to his words.

An Qingyu immediately realized that what the two men did was probably more than just beating them up.

Otherwise, I wouldn't feel scared just by mentioning it.

Just then, the bell rang, and it was time for breakfast.

With a click, the door lock popped open automatically.

Everyone stood up and walked outside.

At this time, a tall, burly, and ferocious man walked to the door of An Qingyu's prison.

Just when An Qingyu thought that the other party was coming to cause trouble and was thinking about how to deal with the body, he saw the strong man bend down and respectfully open the iron door for him.

"Please."

Han Jinlong's waist was bent almost to 90 degrees, and his smile was as bright as a chrysanthemum.

An Qingyu raised his eyebrows in surprise, but didn't say anything. He just walked towards the cafeteria under the guidance of the other party.

Entering the cafeteria, An Qingyu's attention was instantly drawn to one direction.

The area in the center was now filled with dinner plates.

If you count carefully, there are at least about twenty of them.

Almost all the prisoners who had finished their meals walked away from that direction and sat down in the corner.

It was as if that position was the king's throne, sacred and inviolable.

At this moment, the cafeteria door opened and two young men in hospital gowns walked in.

One of the young men was lowering his head, as if thinking, while the tall young man was yawning, looking bored.

The cafeteria fell silent in an instant.

Everyone looked at the two of them with awe.

No, to be exact, he was looking at the tall young man.

It was as if he was not just a young boy, but a majestic king who held the power of life and death.