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In the prison cell.

Up and down the Datong bunkhouse, several women were huddled in the corner, far away from the fighting scene at the door.

The correctional officer took a long time to come.

Several timid and fearful women already understood that someone was teasing Xu Wanqing.

Xu Wanqing practiced kung fu hard for a year, and it was not in vain. She knocked down three women one after another. The most powerful opponent, the woman who threatened to make her face dirty, was also kicked by her, who was sitting in the corner. She kicked her in the lower abdomen. , staggering back.

The woman took a few steps back, her feet slipped, and she screamed and fell back.

Pong!

The woman hit the back of her head on the window sill, collapsed on the ground, and twitched several times.

In the corner next to the door, Xu Wanqing, with messy hair and clothes and blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, stood up holding on to the wall, her legs shaking involuntarily.

After a few minutes of actual combat, she felt more tired than a day of hard training, almost exhausted.

"Dead, she's dead!"

A woman pointed in horror at the woman lying on the ground.

Xu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward to take a look, only to see bright red blood oozing from the other person's seven orifices.

The image of the woman hitting the back of her head on the concrete window sill just now appeared in Xu Wanqing's mind.

Xu Wanqing was dumbfounded.

A woman who was knocked down by Xu Wanqing got up. Seeing that the leader was dead, she hurriedly pressed the button next to the door.

In the monitoring room, the alarm bell rang.

The middle-aged policewoman on duty frowned, turned on the surveillance camera, and was shocked when she saw the scene of the prison cell where the incident occurred.

Not long after, several female guards opened the iron door and rushed into the cell in a hurry.

The leading female guard felt the pulse of the deceased and shivered with fear.

If someone dies in the prison cell, and the death occurs as a result of a fight, it is a serious accident, and everyone in the prison must be held responsible.

"you……"

The leading female guard pointed angrily at Xu Wanqing.

Another female guard was furious and slapped Xu Wanqing.

At this moment, Xu Wanqing was standing against the wall, with a slap mark on her face, still in a daze.

It was the first time I beat someone to death with my own hands. Not to mention women, most ruthless men would also panic and be afraid.

What's more, there is a prince from the capital outside who is eyeing Xu Wanqing covetously.

Finished!

Xu Wanqing was desperate.

If she accidentally kills someone, she will not just go to jail for a few years.

death penalty?

life imprisonment?

Xu Wanqing thought of how sinister and despicable Zhao Tong was, and if she didn't bow her head, she would definitely die.

Did you follow Zhao Tong?

Keep this life and wait for the opportunity to take revenge?

Xu Wanqing raised her face, closed her eyes in pain, and burst into tears.

She was framed by a scumbag and lost everything, but she had to force a smile and let the scumbag play with her. She couldn't do it. It was better to die than to live like this.

After she thought about it, her heart skipped a beat, she turned around suddenly and hit her head against the wall.

Outside the prison gate.

Several cars stopped, and Zhao Lichun, the No. 1 driver in Gansu Province, hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car without waiting for his secretary to open the door for him.

Everyone looked at the feudal official who was in charge of the northwest.

The whole place was silent.

Zhao Lichun walked up to his son in two steps and slapped Zhao Tong so hard that he staggered.

Everyone's heart trembled.

"From now on, I, Zhao Lichun, don't have a son who does evil things like you!" Zhao Lichun pointed at the stunned Zhao Tong with a stern expression.

Chen Muze still looked directly at the door of the detention center.

Zhao Lichun was just acting. How could he know his son's moral character only tonight?

Kasikorn Group seized tens of billions of assets by force.

How dare a few dudes do this without the acquiescence of their elders?

After Zhao Lichun expressed his attitude, he turned to look at Chen Muze, slowly bowed and said: "The Crown Prince..."

Prince?

Everyone watching silently, including Zhang Li, Wang Bin, Jiang Yanyan, and Gao Weiguo, all stared in disbelief.

"Prince..."

Tang Yin murmured silently.

Zhao Tong's face was ashen.

Chen Muze still ignored Zhao Lichun, who was standing aside looking humble, and wondered in his heart: How could Uncle Feng let such a person take charge of a province.

Zhao Lichun had beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

More than twenty years ago, he followed the then prince Jiang Gange and witnessed with his own eyes how the father of the young man in front of him became famous in Beijing.

It was a nightmare that lingered in his life.

Today, his son actually provoked that man's son. He couldn't calm down or not be nervous.

"Your name is Chen?"

Tang Yin thought of the Chen family in the capital and asked Chen Muze with a shocked face.

Chen Muche said nothing and walked towards the gate of the detention center.

"Why don't you go and apologize to the prince?!"

Zhao Lichun turned around and shouted at Zhao Tong, who was still in a daze.

Zhao Tong composed himself and said hurriedly: "I, I will ask Mr. Xu to come out."

Invite Xu Wanqing out.

This was Chen Muze's previous request to Zhao Tong, but there was a time limit and it could not exceed eight o'clock in the evening.

It was already ten minutes past eight.

Chen Muze used his invisible energy to knock Zhao Tong away, who was running towards the gate of the detention center in a hurry, and fell several meters away.

At this time, Mr. Zhao still wanted to take advantage of the situation.

What about fooling silly X?

Chen Muze glanced coldly at Mr. Zhao, who was lying on the ground writhing in pain, and walked into the detention center. No one dared to stop him.

"I-I'll take you in!"

He Li came to his senses and had no time to think about it, so he hurriedly followed Chen Muze.

Women's Ward.

In the prison cell.

The three female guards looked at Xu Wanqing, who was unconscious with a bloody head, and the dead female suspect, feeling confused and at a loss.

Chen Muze walked into the prison cell.

He Li took several subordinates and followed Chen Muze.

The three female guards almost cried when they saw He Li.

Chen Muze saw Xu Wanqing, who was sitting on the ground with her back against the wall, her face covered in blood, and a sharp flash of light flashed in her eyes. He took a step forward, as if he had transformed, passed several meters and the three female guards, and squatted next to Xu Wanqing.

Xu Wanqing's breathing was normal, but her forehead was broken and there was a slap mark on her face.

Chen Muze breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the dead woman and three other women standing in a row with their heads down.

"What...what's going on?!"

He Lihou yelled at the three female guards.

In fact, he knew what would happen in this prison cell tonight, but he didn't expect that anyone would die.

After boarding Zhao Tong's pirate ship, his intestines were filled with regret.

The three female guards hesitated.

Chen Muze pinched Xu Wanqing into the crowd.

The comatose Xu Wanqing slowly opened her eyes and saw a familiar face, thinking she was dreaming.

Chen Muze wiped the blood from Xu Wanqing's face with his sleeve.

"Why are you standing there, go get gauze and bandages!" He Li ordered his subordinates, almost roaring.

He knew very well that his official career was over, and whether he could save his life depended on whether the "prince" was tolerant.

Not a dream!

Xu Wanqing realized this and lost control of her emotions. She hugged Chen Muze and cried loudly.

The richest man in Gansu Province.

Overbearing female president.

After all, she is a woman and has a weak side.

Furthermore, even a strong man like Xu Wanqing will most likely collapse if he is framed and put in a desperate situation.

"Sister Wanqing, it's okay. It's all over."

Chen Muze gently comforted Xu Wanqing.

At this moment, he was back to how he was a year ago.

In front of the prison gate.

Three military jeeps braked suddenly, opened the doors, and more than a dozen people got out. The leader was Han Zhen, the one-star general and leader of the Gansu Province Internal Guard Corps.

At the same time, Chen Muze walked out of the detention center holding Xu Wanqing, whose head was wrapped in gauze.

Han Zhen quickly came to Chen Muze and said: "Prince!"