After hearing Ji Wanrong's words, everyone present fell silent for a moment.
Only Niu Liu cried bitterly and exerted all his strength to crawl towards Ji Wanrong's feet.
"Please...please...let me go..."
"I was wrong. I know that because I am Yan'er's younger brother, you hate me and want to get rid of me quickly."
"But I didn't do anything to you, or even hurt you. My sister was hurt badly by you. We have no father or mother. If I die, our family will be wiped out by you. !”
As Niu Liu spoke, he had a very miserable look on his face, and the blood on his body made the road he crawled dripping with blood.
The tragic scene made the soldiers and other guards present feel a little unbearable.
Especially those soldiers, who reminded me of the scene where Yan'er had just had his arm cut off.
On the same day, this girl Qian'er sentenced Yan'er and her brother to death, making them so miserable that they even wanted to destroy Niu Liuman's family!
If it wasn't intentional, it would be too much of a coincidence.
Niu Liu's words are undoubtedly moral kidnapping.
When he had a higher status, he used his power to bully others. Now that he knew that others had a higher status than him, he started to act cautious and said that Ji Wanrong was bullying them.
When Ji Wanrong heard this, he sneered, without any sympathy in his eyes: "The person who clearly dealt with you was Shuang'er, why do you have to beg me for mercy so miserably?"
"I have warned you before, but you are extremely arrogant. Now you are begging me again. Do you think I am easy to talk to, or do you think you are a soft persimmon?"
"Neither you nor Yan'er, I took the initiative to provoke, but you took the initiative to provoke, said some dirty words, and robbed the woman. Isn't this hurt?"
"If you say some dirty words to Rong Niang's personal maid today, I'm afraid I will say it to Rong Niang tomorrow."
Ji Wanrong finished speaking in a deep voice with cold eyes.
But her words were sound and well-founded, without any flaws. Her cool gaze swept over everyone present, causing the guards and soldiers to shudder involuntarily.
Not daring to sympathize with Niu Liu any more, they hurriedly took a few steps forward, grabbed Niu Liu's hands and feet, and pulled him up from the ground with force.
Niu Liu struggled hard, knowing that waiting for him would be eternal torture. He howled like a wild beast in his throat, and his eyes turned scarlet.
This shrill cry was heard by the prisoners who were originally in the cage, and their originally expressionless faces became a little confused.
Their unfocused eyes stared at Niu Liu's painful expression, and they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts.
Haozi, who was hiding in the corner, carefully stared at Niu Liu, the earthly emperor who had tortured them on the fifth floor before death, then turned around and glanced at Ji Wanrong cautiously.
He vaguely understood why he unconditionally believed in the woman in front of him. Perhaps she was different from the others in the cell.
She might look arrogant, but the look in her eyes when she looked at him was filled with compassion.
"Qian'er? You bitch! You made my sister so miserable! You still want to execute me now! Go to hell!!"
Niu Liu yelled out vicious curses at the top of his lungs. He didn't stop until he was severely slapped on the ear several times by the soldiers around him and lost a few teeth.
Ji Wanrong looked at him with no reaction, but Shuang'er sneered, stopped in front of Ji Wanrong, and shouted coldly at Niu Liu who was being dragged away.
"Every wrongdoer has his own debtor, Niu Liu, you need to know that I was the one who ordered you to be executed, and it was I who cut off your family's lineage! It can be said that I killed your entire family!"
"You coward, you coward! If you want revenge, don't go to the wrong person when you turn into a ghost! I'm not even afraid of you alive, am I still afraid of your death?"
Shuang'er's eyes were filled with mockery and a bit of determination.
People like them, after staying here for so long, are they afraid of revenge after someone dies?
It's just that Niu Liu was at the end of his rope and left words to disgust people.
After Niu Liu was dragged to the water prison and began to be tortured, his miserable voice could be heard throughout the prison.
The sound was loud at first, then became quieter.
Shuang'er crossed his arms over his chest and listened to the wailing without moving.
But Ji Wanrong stood beside her and saw that her eyes seemed as cold as ice, but the depths of her eyes were filled with water stains.
This Shuang'er must have had some unknown story in the past.
But after listening for a while, Shuang'er's expression showed some disgust. She wiped the water stains under her eyes without leaving a trace, and then looked back at Ji Wanrong.
"Rong Niang just went to bed, so I had time to come here. Now I have to go earlier. You want to catch up with your little tea, but it won't be too long. Who doesn't have a man?"
Rong Niang probably didn't wake up because she inhaled too much ointment and was under the influence of hypnosis, which consumed her energy.
Hearing Shuang'er's words, Ji Wanrong breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at her: "Thank you, sister Shuang'er. If it weren't for Niu Liu, I would have gone back long ago."
Shuang'er smiled, covering up the tired look in his eyes: "Come back early, I still have to wait for you to teach me the massage skills."
Ji Wanrong nodded and led Mo Jiecheng out of the door.
After Shuang'er left, the two of them looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
Now that the most difficult person on the fifth floor has been dealt with, no one will dare to stop him anymore, and the remaining guards must be following their lead.
Things are easier to handle.
After the remaining guards went to patrol elsewhere, Mo Jiecheng took Haozi's collar and walked straight to his house.
After what happened just now, Haozi completely trusted the two of them, and covered his mouth tightly without making any sound.
When he arrived in the room, Mo Jiecheng put him on the chair.
After Haozi spent a long time in the dark cell, he suddenly came to Mo Jiecheng's bedroom and sat on a chair. He suddenly felt a little more embarrassed.
His back was hunched, and his eyes were blinking as he looked around, with a bit of twinkling.
Mo Jiecheng looked at the dirt all over his body and went to get a basin of water to wipe his face.
Ji Wanrong, on the other hand, disinfected his wounds and took his pulse again.
Closing her eyes and thinking about his pulse, Ji Wanrong's face darkened slightly, just as she had predicted.
