Chapter 1082

Song Zhi didn't blame him, but made old Joe more guilty.

Old Joe grabbed Song Zhi's hand and said, "Song Zhi, I know you're nice, so I don't blame me, but I'm sorry that you've been in prison for so long."

"Don't say that..."

"Well, when I go out, I'll treat you to sweet wine every day."

Uh!

Song Zhi never liked sweet food.

When you eat too much, you feel tired and want to eat more.

So he really couldn't accept the kindness, because old Joe did what he said. At that time, he would send bowls of sweet wine and soup to him every day.

Song Zhi hurriedly said, "no, No."

"Used, used."

The two pushed away and saw that the prison guards were speechless. When they came up, they pulled them apart and said, "enough. When this is a teahouse? They still talked. This is a cell and a place for prisoners."

Remind them.

Old Joe quickly shrunk aside.

Song Zhi also took a few steps aside.

The jailer photographed Song Zhi, "all right, go quickly and don't stay here."

"Thank you, officer."

"You'd better thank God. God won't let you die. You're lucky."

"But song doesn't believe this."

"All right, all right, stop talking so much nonsense and get out quickly."

The jailer pushed him out.

And locked old Joe inside.

Old Joe sighed and recognized it.

The jailer said to him, "be honest with me and stay inside. Your adult has ordered you to stay here for seven days and get another thirty boards, and you can go."

Old Joe asked pitifully, "then... Can you not fight?"

"Yes."

"Really?"

"If you don't want to be beaten, go to the guillotine." The jailer said mercilessly.

Old Joe was trembling. He immediately walked to the innermost part of the cell and said, "forget it. I'd rather be beaten."

Then he sat down on the straw, not as particular as Zhang Xiaobai.

Therefore, the jailer urged Song Zhi, who had come out of his cell, "come on, young master song, this place is better to come in less in the future."

"Officer elder brother, can you give me some more time?" Song Zhi light language.

"What are you going to do?"

"I want to talk to childe Zhang."

The jailer took a look at Zhang Xiaobai, who was holding the stake. After thinking about it, he should go down and say, "then you hurry."

"Thank you, officer." Song Zhi went up to Zhang Xiaobai and said to him, "Mr. Zhang, I'll go out first. Remember to have a good meal in the prison. You didn't eat lunch and lunch this afternoon. Don't be hungry. Your body is the most important. Moreover, the humidity in the prison is very heavy and it's easy to get cold. By the way, you should also remember

Drink more water. It's good for your voice. After all, you're a singer. If there's a problem with your voice, it's a big problem. "

He explained them one by one.

Zhang Xiaobai listened, but still looked at him with a complaining face.

Song Zhi continued, "don't worry, childe Zhang. If you didn't kill someone, you'd be fine."

"You go away."

"Childe Zhang..."

"It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, so many things wouldn't have happened, and I wouldn't have been locked in. You're really a villain." Zhang Xiaobai was angry and wanted to break through the stake in front of him and beat Song Zhi well.

Song Zhi also felt guilty and looked down. "I'm really sorry. After I go out, I'll try to save you."

Yo!

Zhang Xiaobai's eyes lit up and said, "this is what you said. You must find a way."

"I'm Song Zhi. I'll never lie to you." So, just like seeing his relatives, Zhang Xiaobai grabbed his sleeve tightly and said, "OK, I'm waiting for you to save me. Although I hate you, we've been inmates all day. We share weal and woe. After you go out, you must give me a hand. I don't want to die

I don't want to stay in this prison. I'm smelling. "

"OK." Song Zhi is very sure to go. In fact, Song Zhi is very clear in his heart. Although Zhang Xiaobai is now the biggest suspect, after this day, he thinks Zhang Xiaobai is a very interesting person. He is also a man with a knife mouth and a tofu heart. He has no bad heart, and he speaks straight to the point. He has no heart at all

Machine, work or talk, also with a sense of stupidity!

Such a person can't kill at all!

Not to mention that he is still a very clean person. He has to shout for a long time whenever he gets a little dirty on his hands. It is impossible for him to endure this habit of cleanliness and pull out the flesh and skin of the body.

Therefore, Song Zhi believed him.

I believe he didn't kill!

After Song Zhi left his cell, Zhang Xiaobai was still reluctant to look at him.

They were locked up together for a day, and they also had some feelings.

Old Joe sat opposite, looked at reluctant Zhang Xiaobai and asked, "childe Zhang, did you really kill childe Wang?"

Zhang Xiaobai was angry when he heard this, "if I really kill Zhang Xiaobai, the first person to kill is you old man."

"Why are you so angry?"

"Mind your own business and wait for you to be beaten."

"I'll be beaten if I'm beaten. I admit it. After all, I hurt Song Zhi."

"Hum!" Zhang Xiaobai ignored him.

Sit back where you were.

He's not used to changing his cellmate.

And the old Joe didn't stop looking good.

Zhang Xiaobai really misses today.

I also miss Song Zhi a little.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the window above his head and muttered, "brother song, brother song, you must come and save me! My life is yours."

He patted himself on the thigh.

Put all his hopes on Song Zhi.

……

It was already dark when Song Zhi came out of prison.

He stood outside the prison for a long time

Looking at the road in front of me, I felt very confused.

Don't know what to do?

How to save Zhang Xiaobai?

How to get rid of him?

Seeing that he had been standing there for a long time, the jailer of the prison couldn't help asking, "young master song, aren't you reluctant to leave?"

He immediately looked back and said, "no, I'm thinking."

"You're all right. Don't hurry."

"Go? Where are you going?"

"You can go wherever you want. It's none of my business. Anyway, don't block the door."

"Oh!" He answered and left.

I can see that the two guards at the door are very stupid!

One man scratched his head and said to the other, "do you think the son of song is ill?"

"What disease?"

"I don't know. I think he's ill anyway." Looking at Song Zhi's back, they both wiped sweat!