From a tuberculosis patient to a martial arts master

Prison and hell.

After bidding farewell to Wang Zhenshan, Zhu Hong did not return directly to his official residence, but instead planned to take a look at the prison.

"You sons of bitches, you're all blind!"

As Fang turned out of the gate and entered the prison area, he saw Jiang Feng being dragged out of the prison cart by Gu Shu. He spat out the rag in his mouth and cursed, "My name is Jiang Feng, I am the sky of Jinyang! How dare you bastards and those beastly little constables arrest me?"

He figured it all out along the way.

Although he was arrested, given his status, he knew he would lose face but not his life. His confidence surged again, and his arrogance seemed determined to burn away the humiliation he had suffered in the prison van: "Once I'm done with this, I'll skin you all alive and tear you apart!"

His mouth talks incessantly, which is annoying.

"Who do you think you are, to dare touch me?"

"Have you said enough?" Lin Ji, annoyed, slapped Jiang Feng on the forehead. "Hurry up and get to it! If you've got the guts, don't even come in here. You couldn't even protect your own father, and you dare to bark like a dog!"

"you……"

"What do you mean, 'you'?"

Lin Jizhi kicked Jiang Feng in the butt, and Jiang Feng fell face-first into the shit, almost getting disfigured while cleaning up.

"Zhu, Zhu..."

Gu Shu shook his head, about to order someone to take Jiang Feng in, but Lin Jizhi was about to cause trouble again and offend Jiang Feng terribly. However, a glance out of the corner of his eye revealed Zhu Hong's arrival. He instinctively wanted to call out his name, but the situation was different now, so he quickly stopped himself and changed his words:

"Lord Zhu!"

Zhu Hong smiled and said, "Gu Shu, when you get back to the yamen, just call me as usual." He patted Gu Shu on the shoulder.

"I haven't forgotten."

Once we're in Class Two, we're comrades.

Gu Shu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed heartily: "I was being too rigid."

"Hey!"

Just then, Lin Jizhi caught sight of Zhu Hong and immediately called out, "Hong, what brings you here? Could it be...?" He raised an eyebrow and chuckled wickedly.

"You're here to mess with that kid?"

Zhu Hong waved his hand, "Go to hell." He walked towards Jiang Feng as he spoke, "Am I that kind of thief?" He then stopped beside Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng kept his head down, his eyes reflecting a pair of official boots two steps away.

It was undoubtedly Zhu Hong's.

He didn't want to look up, but then he thought that doing so would prove he was afraid of Zhu Hong, so he raised his head, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely, "Zhu Hong, what do you want to do?"

"Who gave you permission to look me in the eye?"

Zhu Hong didn't answer, but instead delivered a cold remark.

The two constables immediately understood and forcefully pressed Jiang Feng's raised head down.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Jiang Feng, his pride utterly humiliated, struggled frantically, his face flushed red, but nothing he did was effective. He could only utter the words: "Zhu Hong, if you have the guts, kill me! I bet you wouldn't dare! I've already recorded every single grudge you have today, and I'll make you pay a hundredfold!"

"Many people want to kill me."

Zhu Hong looked down at the head that had been pressed down, not annoyed, and simply asked, "Where are you in the ranking?"

"Zhu Hong, I know that you have the Grand Master of Ceremonies standing behind you."

Can,"

Jiang Feng's anger intensified, his chest heaving violently. It took him a while to calm down, and he put on a sinister expression: "He's standing up for you today, but he might not be able to do so tomorrow." He sneered, trying to win people over psychologically: "At best, you're just a clerk in the government office. Without a backer, you're nothing."

"And I, Jiang Feng."

From beginning to end, I will always be the eldest son of the Jiang family, and this Jinyang City will always belong to me!

Whether Jin Yang is yours or not is another matter.

Zhu Hong said unhurriedly, "The mistakes your Jiang family has made cannot be erased by anyone."

"Wipe? Why would the Jiang family need to wipe?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng not only failed to restrain himself, but instead abruptly raised his head, ignoring the two hands that were holding him down, and hissed, "Who do you think you are, daring to criticize the Jiang family's faults?" He took a few breaths, his smile becoming even more sinister: "You think you can overturn the Liu family's case by arresting me?"

"You think you can avenge that actress?"

Hahaha... Pshaw!

"I killed her, so what? You dare kill me? You dare? Let me tell you, even the Prefect won't let you have your way!"

Zhu Hong's eyes turned completely cold.

He didn't speak.

Jiang Feng was still laughing, his laughter grating: "What? Feeling sorry for her?" Thinking he had the upper hand, he wasn't about to stop his spiel: "I'm telling you, you can't just have a casual relationship with that bitch, can you? Or are you, like Liu Wenyuan, deeply in love with her?"

"What a pity, you didn't even get her body..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Zhu Hong swayed, and no one could see how he made his move.

Then, "Bang!"

Jiang Feng was like a kite with a broken string, flying out diagonally and crashing heavily into the prison wall.

"Well……"

Jiang Feng curled up in pain, clutching his stomach. His face turned deathly pale, and blood gushed from his mouth. It took him a long time to finally let out a suppressed groan.

"Good, well done!"

Seeing this, Lin Jizhi's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh hard, almost jumping up: "Hong kid, give him another hit, let him shut up."

Gu Shuze stood aside, his expression unchanged.

"A prisoner should have the awareness of a prisoner."

Zhu Hong's voice was very low, so low that only two people could hear it, yet it was like a knife, each word a sharp cut: "I will not kill you today, but if you utter another foul word, I can cut out your tongue right now." As he spoke, he walked up to Jiang Feng, grabbed the back of his head, and pressed it firmly to the ground.

"Want to give it a try?"

Jiang Feng froze, his words completely cut off.

Zhu Hong released his grip and stood up.

Jiang Feng lay there for a while before he slowly caught his breath. He struggled to turn over and lay on his back on the ground, his chest heaving violently, like a fish that had been thrown ashore.

Half an hour passed.

Jiang Feng slowly turned his head and stared intently at Zhu Hong.

His gaze held resentment and unwillingness. "Zhu Hong...wait for me to get out." His lips moved a few times before he finally managed to squeeze out the words, his voice hoarse and weak:

You'll regret it.

"Really?" Zhu Hong turned around.

He stood there, the firelight casting a long shadow of his back, and said something light and airy: "You have no chance." His voice was so soft it was almost inaudible. Lin Jizhi was standing three steps away, but could only vaguely see the man's lips moving slightly; he couldn't hear a single word.

Gu Shu's voice was slightly high-pitched.

He managed to make out a few indistinct syllables, but his mind raced and he immediately forgot them, pretending not to have heard them and not asking a single question.

"Alright, get them inside."

Zhu Hong withdrew his gaze, patted non-existent dust off his hands, waved to Gu Shu, and said in a calm tone, as if the scene had never happened: "Remember to find a clean room and change the bedding. Don't make Young Master Jiang Feng suffer."

When he said the word "wronged," his tone was slightly raised, conveying a profound meaning.

Who is Gu Shu?

Having spent so long in the government office, he understood immediately. Without changing his expression, he bowed his head and replied, "Yes, sir." He then gave a wink to Lin Jizhi and the others beside him, and the group escorted Jiang Feng deep into the prison.

This time, Jiang Feng behaved himself.

He let himself be dragged, his shoes leaving two crooked marks on the ground.

"Clang!"

The iron gate was closed.

Seeing that the person was gone, Zhu Hong remained silent for a while before turning back.

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