Chapter 659

I don't know whether it's intentional or unintentional. Instead of being pushed into prison quietly, the victims have been pushed into the streets every day.

Because of this, the words of the victims were transmitted to everyone's ears at a very fast speed.

There are people who are not satisfied with the sufferings of the victims, and there are also people who are indignant about them.

But now, everything is just sprouting, has not developed into the point that can be used.

The questions and answers of the leader of the victims and the minister are still going on, and their voices are flat or loud.

"It seems that you have been out of the city as victims a few days ago. Why are you fighting now? Isn't it that the mind has a plan? "

"Oh," said the chief, with a sneer, "calculation? no We are only forced to do so! "

"We come all the way here just to live in peace. For this reason, even if more than half of the people died on the road, we still insist."

"At the beginning, we were not welcome or allowed to enter the city. We understood the thoughts of the adults who made the decision, so we chose to compromise."

"Later, there were kind-hearted people in the city who pitied us and gave us porridge every day, which also gave us a chance to relax and recuperate. We even started to reclaim land outside the city, looking forward to a bumper harvest in the future!"

At this point, his face suddenly changed and his tone began to gnash.

"It's just that we're not lucky. The porridge maker's family suffered innocently and was thrown down. The person in charge of everything was even beaten! Flesh and blood

He raised his voice again, and his eyes swept over the people around him.

From the beginning to the end, despair is powerless, and hope is broken when it is about to succeed is even more unacceptable.

His eyes were dark, and there seemed to be black marks crawling up and down in his constricted pupils.

"Oh! Capital! Oh! My dear

He just sneered, hate hate to say the words, the onlookers have been able to quickly restore things in mind.

It's nothing more than dandy bullying others. They've seen so many such things!

Although the minister wanted to provoke, he didn't want to be so obvious.

He coughed a little, looked at the leader with a warning, and then asked, "how do you know if it's not that kind-hearted family that has old grudges with each other?"

After that, he motioned to the soldiers to block each other's mouth, and the speed was also accelerated.

Although their figure soon disappeared in front of the public, but before leaving a few words is always in people's hearts.

They use their eyes and voice to convey their doubts, discontent and shallow doubts.

The victims were mercilessly pushed into the prison and fell on their knees on the rough grass. Before they could get up, they could hear the sound of the lock closing and colliding with the door frame from behind.

As the leader of the victims, the leader was not simply put into prison.

He was forced into the torture chamber, his hands and legs were tied, and he was forced to press on the chair with black blood.

"Be honest!" Feeling the strength of struggle from his subordinates, the soldiers held his throat without hesitation and yelled coldly.

The feeling of being pinched in the throat was not very good. The leader closed his eyes, and the subconscious struggle in his hands also stopped.

"Stand down, I will interrogate him alone," the minister said, facing the wall.

It was a constant demand of the officers and men that they were forbidden. Therefore, despite their doubts, they did not go on staying.

"Wow."

The wooden door, which has been soaked in moisture, makes a quiet sound when it turns, and slowly covers people's hearts with a cool feeling.

If ordinary people only listen to the voice, they will feel timid. But now these two people have not paid attention to the voice.

The minister turned around and his eyes fell on the leader.

"Who is the man standing behind you?" He asked.

Hearing this, the leader's face sank uncontrollably.

"How do you know? Is there any loophole in me? " He did not answer the rhetorical question, looking at each other's eyes is eager.

"You are full of flaws, and you can only cheat those idiots," the minister said sarcastically. "Do you want to cheat me? That needs more training

Understatement said two, who did not answer each other, but who did not continue to ask.

They looked at each other, their pupils trembling, as if they had reached some special agreement.

"What's in your mind?" The leader asked, "escort us around the downtown area. It's not something a loyal minister can do."

His eyes fell on the closed door, and the minister's eyes gradually became sarcastic.

"Loyal minister?" He sneered, "I never dare to think like this. Now I just want to spend my old age in peace."Although the leader didn't know what he had experienced, he only listened to his explanation and guessed some clues.

He calmed down, and the minister didn't mean to speak any more. The prison, which used to howl constantly, became quiet.

For a long time, the minister raised his hand to press his eyelids and said in a low voice, "if you have something, you can ask someone to look for me."

The leader was not carried away by his promise, but he was more alert.

"What do you want?" He asked.

There was a trance in the minister's eyes, but it soon disappeared with his blink.

"Maybe I hope to save my life in the end," the minister sighed softly, with a stiff curved corner of his mouth.

The leader drooped his eyelids and did not immediately answer.

The minister didn't care about his answer either. He stood up straight and called out, "come on."

Almost the next second, the soldiers outside broke into the door, with a fierce look on their face.

"My Lord," they saluted, and their armor and armor collided with each other, and the noise continued.

"This man's mouth is tight. You can hold him down. I'll come back to interrogate him in a few days."

Although there was no sign of being tortured on the leader's body, the soldiers did not doubt anything, but simply nodded.

The Minister stood in place for a while, and his hesitation gradually subsided.

"Song Ci won't be in power for a long time. He might as well give up the idea of finding the right and the left and go straight to the throne!"

He thought in his heart, the firmness in his eyes changed from ethereal to solid, and finally suppressed all doubts.

"Crush him over the ministers," he exclaimed, looking at the disappearing figure.

The soldiers stopped and looked back at him.

"Those old ministers are concerned about the people, and they must also want to know about the disaster area," the minister explained.