Many times we get into trouble and fall into a dead end, but we should not be discouraged. After all, death is not scary. The scary thing is facing death.
Confucianism teaches us to endure everything, endure the calm for a while, take a step back to open up the sea, and when we can't bear it anymore, change our posture and endure it again. When someone wants to slap us in the face, we must know how to take the initiative to send our own face. After all, physics says that force is Mutually, when he is slapping us in the face, we are not slapping his hand. Like a tortoise when faced with danger, it is not shameful to shrink your head. This is the most correct choice for adults who have experienced too many ups and downs in the world and the ups and downs of people's hearts.
People are poor but have short ambitions. His two lifetimes as a proletarian have made Wang Busui develop a character of neither fighting nor fighting nor resisting. If he endures this, the flowers will bloom and the moon will be full. This is also the commonality of countless Chinese people. Our people are lovely. As long as they have food and can barely support themselves and their families, they will live in peace and contentment, be qualified obedient citizens, and never cause trouble to the rulers.
But now, the knife has been placed on his neck. If he doesn't resist, he will be knifed. If he resists, he will die. If he doesn't resist, he will die. Wang Busei faces a difficult choice, but there is still a glimmer of hope for resisting. If the dog is anxious, he will jump over the wall. , Wang Busui finally became a little anxious. Judging from Li Jinzhong's appearance, he was not joking.
The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry. Wang Bu was so anxious that he went crazy. When life and death are at stake, the king will resist even if he dies. In my previous life, I dealt with the boss who deducted my wages. Even if the king is not dead, he will be cursed by the villain.
Wang Bushi began to wait for an opportunity to resist, trying to break free of the rope, just like he did in Tiancishan Town Government, but unfortunately, the rope in the Songjiang Mansion Prison may be used to facilitate suicide. The quality of this rope is still very good, Wang Bushi He tried his best and failed to break, which made Wang Busui, the top martial arts master, very ashamed.
The reason why the protagonist is the protagonist is that while having the aura of being the protagonist and being lucky, he also has excellent qualities that ordinary people don’t have, such as being calm and calm in times of trouble, and knowing how to observe and think.
Seeing Li Jinzhong approaching, Wang Busui fell backwards and the iron frame rotated. Li Jinzhong was caught off guard and was hit in the stomach by the end of the iron frame. Li Jinzhong felt pain and took a few steps back while holding the injured part.
Feeling pain in his stomach, Li Jinzhong covered his stomach and squatted down, the smile on his face disappeared. He pointed at Wang Busheng and yelled, "How dare you resist, hum, grasshopper after autumn, let's see how long you can jump around. I will definitely chop you into pieces and drain you to the last drop of blood.”
The whistleblower at the door couldn't help but chuckle and said, "I didn't expect that boy to be a little pepper. Mr. Li will suffer a lot."
"That's a bad statement." Someone among the officials put forward a different point of view, shook his head, and then showed a very unbeatable expression on his face, and said mysteriously, "The hotter it is, the more flavorful it is. Isn't that the one who takes off his clothes and spreads his legs?" After a good family is conquered, the pleasure brought by the violent violation makes people forget to leave. This kind of feeling is not known to outsiders."
Everyone nodded.
After several attempts to get closer, Li Jinzhong failed. Li Jinzhong cursed loudly, which was similar to swearing on the street. He had a strong desire to have a super-friendship relationship with Wang's 18th-generation ancestor, regardless of gender. If Wang Bushit had a conscience, Wang Bushit should be satisfied. He, after all, Li Jinzhong fell in love with a ghost and was very courageous.
"Should we go and help Mr. Li? I'm afraid that Mr. Li won't be able to enjoy himself for a while."
"No, no, no," the wise man shook his head, "Master Li said that if nothing happens, we should not go in if we hear any noise. After all, we don't like others to know about our habit of cutting sleeves and our love for chrysanthemums."
"But I'm afraid Mr. Li is no match for that boy, and he won't be able to realize his dream for a while."
"Only when you have endured hardship can you become a master. Only when you have earned it through hard work can you appreciate it better. We pray for Mr. Li."
The iron frame was still rotating, and Li Jinzhong did not dare to get close. He could only stab Wang Busei with a dagger. He probably had a strong sense of crisis. He stood far away, and the dagger could not reach Wang Busei at all.
Wang Bushit was still turning around, his eyes always staring at the dagger in Li Jinzhong's hand. Although Li Jinzhong stood too far away to reach him, Wang Bushit had to guard against it.
In times of crisis, many people do things blindly, which belongs to the series of jumping over the wall in a hurry, but Wang Bu is different. The aura of the protagonist makes everything Wang Bu die makes sense.
Dogs can't change from eating shit, which means that no matter how much they change, the essence cannot be changed. For example, the outside of the Songjiang Mansion Prison is magnificently decorated, including the interrogation room environment, which is much better than that of Tiancishan Town Yamen, but the officials are still the Ming Empire. Those officials are lazy, profit-oriented, and have no sense of responsibility. For example, various torture instruments have not received a lot of protection and maintenance.
The iron torture instruments were stained with rust, and some wooden torture instruments were eaten by insects and rats. Many of them had chips or even damage. It can be imagined that these torture instruments were basically useless decorations, neither beautiful nor useful.
Wang Busui's turning could not be blind, because he could clearly see numerous cracks in the iron frame. It was obvious that this set of torture instruments would not be able to support him for a long time. As long as he worked harder, the iron frame was very likely to break.
Of course, it would be boring to ask the judges to do a few laps here, so in the midst of everyone's eager expectations, the iron frame finally snapped, and then Wang Busheng flew out together with the iron frame, without letting go. Everyone was disappointed, the target was Li Jinzhong.
Li Jinzhong would never have thought that the torture instruments in Songjiang Mansion Prison would break. This was a yamen where the daily income was high. Although these torture instruments were of the highest quality, they should not be products of jerry-rigged materials. Breaking was impossible. Things that come to mind.
Li Jinzhong did not expect and was unprepared. When he saw the iron frame flying towards him, he did not know how to avoid it and stood there blankly. Then the iron frame fell heavily to the ground, the dagger in his hand fell out of his hand, and he fainted on the spot.
Wang Busui took out his hands from the gap, and finally he was freed and untied the rope.
Then he looked at Li Jinzhong who was lying unconscious on the ground. It was hard to imagine where this ugly man got the confidence to do evil again and again, and failed again and again. Didn't he reflect on himself, try his best to improve himself, and commit crimes in the future? Go further and further, to the next level. Instead of standing still here, or even going backwards.
There can't be only one prisoner, and there can't be only one iron frame to tie people up. Therefore, it is easy for Li Jinzhong to become a barbecue on another iron frame. Moreover, based on the lessons learned from the past and because of Li Jinzhong's weight, Wang Busheng specially made one. Check carefully to ensure that the quality is up to standard and Mr. Li will not be dropped.
How to deal with Li Jinzhong has become a difficult problem. There are a group of officials outside who are eyeing them. Although Wang Busheng is confident that he can make them look for teeth everywhere with a snap of his fingers, the result is that he will no longer be able to gain a foothold in Songjiang Mansion, or even in the entire Ming Dynasty. The empire has no place for itself.
It was difficult to make a decision. Wang Busui was anxious. Suddenly he had an idea. He reached into his pocket and took out his mobile phone. Then he smiled ghostly and looked at Li Jinzhong. Suddenly Wang Busui had a strong desire to take photos of the human body.
Mr. Li's charming body will surely become the desire of young women and old ladies. He said it was better to do it, and then Wang Busheng picked up Li Jinzhong's dagger and cut open Li Jinzhong's clothes. Pieces of cloth fell off Li Jinzhong's body one by one, and then he saw a white pig with hairless hair. , according to the market price in the 21st century, these more than 200 kilograms of pork can be worth more than 2,000 yuan. Well, it’s enough to pay for tuition.
The cell phone was out of battery, so Wang Bu Si took out the battery of Li Jinzhong's cell phone. After all, they were all Daming brands and the batteries were universal. Seeing Li Jinzhong's appearance, Wang Bu Si took out his cell phone and wanted to take some artistic photos of Mr. Li. Taking countless close-ups of certain parts, Wang Bushit sighed as he looked at those indescribable parts. He looked like an underdeveloped child. Where did he get the confidence to roam the world of women?
The weather turned cold, and Li Jinzhong was naked. The coldness made Li Jinzhong wake up quickly. He soon discovered his situation. His hands and feet were trapped, and he became a turtle in the urn and pork on the knife board.
Li Jinzhong looked up and saw Wang Busheng's hateful face. Li Jinzhong was not afraid. Instead, he yelled at Wang Busheng, "Hillbilly, let me go quickly, or I will kill you."
Wang Bushit put away his cell phone, stretched out his little finger, licked his ears, and asked contemptuously, "Master Li, can you clearly understand the current situation? Now I am the swordsman and you are the pork. You should ask for help."
"Hahaha" Li Jinzhong laughed loudly, "Please help, I'm just kidding. I, Li Jinzhong, am not afraid of anyone. I don't believe you, a little country bumpkin, dare to do anything to me. My father is the prison director of Songjiang Prefecture, the ninth emperor of the Ming Dynasty. If you are an official, if the people do not fight with the officials, you must understand the consequences."
"Master Li seems to be in trouble, should we go and help him?"
"You know nothing. This is called role-playing, don't you understand? You have paid your salary and went to the bathhouse to see the world. Don't always hang around your yellow-faced woman. Change your taste and mix meat and vegetables." .
"No, I like yellow-faced women. Yellow is my lucky color."
Naturally, the discussions outside did not reach the interrogation room. Li Jinzhong continued to curse, and there was a vague feeling that his morale was getting stronger. Shouldn't it be the case that it will decline again and again? .
Wang Busheng expressed his incomprehension. In this situation, he should not beg for mercy. He cried bitterly and counted his crimes, and swore that he would never commit them again in the future. He would disappear from your sight and not appear in front of you. With you and without me, I would have me without you. So, instead of this, the bad guys are still so arrogant, maybe I got the wrong script.
"Hurry up and let me go, put down the weapons in your hands and let me cut you into pieces. Don't worry, I will leave you a whole body and ensure that you have a good pregnancy in your next life, just like me." Li Jinzhong Continuing to threaten, Li Jinzhong still had something to rely on. This was in Songjiang Mansion Prison, not the desolate forest of Tianci Mountain, and there were government officials outside. Li Jinzhong believed that Wang would not dare to do anything unless he died.
Wang Bushid wanted to laugh. Who gave Li Jinzhong such confidence? He still had to surrender obediently and wait for you to tear me into pieces. Time travel is not an easy thing. You have to queue up for lottery and see black and white all day long. Impermanence and the face of Po Meng. Just thinking about it makes me want to vomit.
"Mr. Li, everything is a misunderstanding. If we don't fight, we won't know each other. How about we be friends from now on?" Wang Busheng is still making his last effort,
Wang Bushi never expected that he would reunite with his enemy again. If he had known this, he would have completely destroyed him in Tianci Mountain, dug a hole and buried him, without anyone noticing, and he would have avoided today's trouble.
"Haha, be friends, you must be funny, who am I, who are you talking about, you deserve to be friends with me, you are so shameless, taking pictures of me peeing, what qualifications do you have to be friends with me," Li Jinzhong Smiling contemptuously, as if hearing a ridiculous joke.
It is said that all people are born equal, but there is no such thing as equality. The equality of all people is nothing more than a pie painted in the heaven imagined by the rulers. No matter when and where, people cannot be equal.
If you can't bear it anymore, don't bear it anymore. If the turtle's head keeps shrinking, it may never be able to stretch out again. When everything is unavoidable, you can only bite the bullet. At worst, you will be a handsome man again in eighteen years.
Wang Bu couldn't bear it anymore, and walked towards Li Jinzhong with a dagger in his hand, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "In this case, I can't survive, so I have to take Mr. Li with me. I am not alone on the road to hell. I am afraid of the dark."
The dagger reflected dazzling light under the light, and Li Jinzhong finally realized a serious problem. He could not deal with the other party now, but the other party could use various means to deal with him.
"You, don't come over. I'm also afraid of the dark. You'd better find someone else." Li Jinzhong finally felt fear.
Wang Busheng approached step by step.
"Don't come here, help, help."
The person who broke the news had an extremely envious look on his face, "Young master is so powerful that he not only kills both men and women, but he can also receive and receive interchangeably. He is a genius."
