Chapter 854: biubiu! Sorry, killed the wrong person! twenty two

"Who are you?" The old man in the iron cage narrowed his eyes and looked at the man and woman, with a horror in his voice!
"You don't know me?" Xia Liang walked in two steps and asked again, "how long have you been held here?"
"I can't remember, at least a year." The old man looked at Xia Liang closely, and got up from the ground with some difficulty, and said.
With iron chains on his feet, at the moment, as he walked, for a moment, the sound of iron cords oscillating.
铿锵 ... 铿锵 ...
It's loud and has some harshness.
Xia Liang stared at his fetters, and then looked around, some understand why they would not hear anything.
The agency secretly underwent sound insulation treatment, and the sound could not be heard in every small compartment.
This is really a big deal.
"You said you've been imprisoned for more than a year?" Shang Guanhong frowned and looked at him.
"Who imprisoned you? Did you know that the fake inkwork used your identity to do many things?"
"Oh! My husband knows what, since the day I was imprisoned, I had no hope of leaving here." Mo Zuo flashed grief and despair, and then he looked at Shangguanhong again,
"Who are you? It doesn't seem to be to kill the old man?"
"No, you are wrong. We are here to kill you." Shang Guanhong saw the flash of fear in his eyes, ticked his lips, and teased.
"I thought you're old, you're not afraid to die."
"Who can live, who wants to die!" Mo Zuo was shocked that he was being played by Shangguan Hong, and his face couldn't stop, he couldn't help humming.
"Are you imprisoned by Lord Nine?" At this moment, Xia Liang suddenly said aside.
At this time, Xia Liang suddenly thought of the reason why the nine kings asked her to come over.
Mo Zuo heard the words, turned his head fiercely and looked at her, a little shock flashed in his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and said nothing.
"It does seem to be true." Xia Liang nodded, and said coldly, "Tell me why he imprisoned you, and if he lied, we would kill you."
"Kill me, there are so many institutions here, you can't get out of here." Mo Zuo put his hand back, his mouth evil, his head slightly raised, and said proudly.
Obviously, he feels that he has such self-confidence and that he can speak of conditions.
"Let's go. It seems that this old thing hasn't been clear about where it is today." Shang Guanhong waved anger, pulling Xia Liang, and said loudly while walking,
"All the people in this villa have withdrawn. Let's leave quickly. What kind of institution is pediatrics, where do we need to rely on him, and we don't want to think about how we found this place. Old things without mind."
Xia Liang laughed as he watched him frowning at himself, listening to his scolding.
Xia Liang had to put up with a smile in his eyes, and let Shangguan Hong pull himself away, and the cold voice from time to time should say two sentences.
All of this, of course, is shown to the proud old thing.
Finally, when Xia Liang and Shang Guanhong were about to return to the original small room again, Mo Zuo couldn't hold back, and hurriedly shouted,
"Wait a minute, I said I said. But, you promise to release me from this iron cage."
"If you want to live, don't talk about so many conditions, lower your posture, old things." Shang Guanhong came over, looked at him, and began to teach.
Mo Zuo's face flushed as he said, and he took a deep breath, finally bearing it, sat down again, sighed, and some of his voice was dark.
"More than a year ago, the Lord of the Nine Kings found me and asked me to turn to the Lord of the Nine Kings to work for him and design a crossbow for him. But I didn't like fame and fortune, and I didn't like working for the court. I refused, but ..."
Mo Zuo said that his voice shook with anger.
"But my big disciple betrayed me, took refuge with Lord Nine, and arrested me with them and held me here.
From time to time, they also let me design things for them. Alas, I do n’t want to die. I can only submit. I knew that it would be better to turn to Lord Nine earlier. It was this virtue that was hurt by the white-eyed wolf I raised ... ... "
"Looks, Lord Jiu's mind is not small." Shang Guanhong touched his chin and said with emotion.
"It's time to say, I said it, you should let me out, right?" Mo Zuo looked at the two and said eagerly.
"You are already a dead person outside. Wear this later." Shang Guanhong broke the lock with a dagger, cut off the iron chain on his feet, and handed him a skin and said.
Xia Liang couldn't help but glance at him, and really wanted to say, did this person sell his face? He had so many masks on his body.
"My villa, what happened?" Mo Zuo was finally free, with some excitement, his hands and feet moved back and forth.
"I have been given a nest, and now you can carry a lot of lives on your body. As long as you go out and show your true face, you will be chased and killed by all forces."
Shangguanhong patted him and said coldly, "Let's go, don't think that you are Mo Zuo. Change your identity and start again."
"Who the is it?" Mo Zuo pursed his lips, turned his back, took the lead and left here, and said ruthlessly, "No, I have to get revenge, I have to get revenge. I want to kill that turtle grandson!"
"Your big apprentice, if you are pretending to be you, you are probably dead." Xia Liang looked at Mo Zuo, and found all the organs very skillfully, moving forward unimpeded all the way, and felt that this person was better than dead.
Is a talent available.
"Ah!" Mo Zuo, who was walking in front of him, screamed in surprise, his body stopped.
"This group of grandchildren is really fiercer than my old husband! The organs inside were actually modified like this."
Xia Liang stepped forward and glanced, then turned his head a little disgustingly.
In this room, flesh and blood has been transformed into a ground grinder. On the ground and on the wall, there are flesh and blood everywhere, which is extremely disgusting.
Judging from this freshness, these immature bunches of people are the ones who fell with them.
"Our luck really is better." Shang Guanhong also came over, squinting, his voice said a little coldly.
"Not luck, but close enough to that fake ink work." Xia Liang shook his head and said, "This should be their design."
"Walk a different place." Mo Zuo frowned, stepped back, found another office, and opened another door.
Finally, a moment later, under the leadership of Mo Zuo, Xia Liang and Shang Guanhong finally stepped out of the secret tunnel of the underground institution.
Quite a few feelings for the rest of the disaster.