Father can be an enemy country

Chapter 699 Mr. Hu’s Fantasy Drifting
"What third one?" Ma Qingshu was stunned.

"One in prison, I'll send one out, and here's another one..." Lao Xu counted on his fingers.

"Oh, you gave this away." Ma Qingshu said calmly.

"Scared?" Lao Xu was startled and said, "I looked at them and they all put people on the boat."

"We intercepted him again." Ma Qingshu couldn't help but said proudly: "How about it? Do you want to hang him or not?"

"Dang dang dang!" Lao Xu praised like crazy, wishing he could shoot a rocket.Then he asked: "Sir, you just said that I have a way to kill them. Do you want me to send Mr. Hu to the government to report him?"

"No." Ma Qing Shuxin said, this is what the government sent.He said solemnly: "You can get him back no matter how you got him out."

"It's so simple..." Lao Xu said, feeling that it was not that simple anymore. "No, it can't be done. When I was collecting night incense in the prison, the prison boss was watching me. If he saw me sending people back again, wouldn't he kill me alive?"

"No. You even thought that you would be silenced. How could Prison Leader Zhou, who has done so many bad things, not think of that?" Ma Qingshu shook his head and smiled and said: "This morning, after he got off duty, he found an excuse to take leave and ran away. And not only Hu None of our people caught him."

"The prison boss is still capable." Lao Xu admired him very much.

"But when he asked for leave, we happened to take over for him," he heard Ma Qing write again: "So you'd better go collect the night incense on time."

"Won't the people over there find me?" Lao Xu asked worriedly.

"No, they no longer pay attention to the cell." Ma Qingshu explained casually.

Lao Xu thought about it. Everyone has been replaced. What else is there to pay attention to that fool inside?
Ma Qingshu didn't tell him because His Highness just wanted Hu Weiyong to know that his son was sent back to prison again...

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So that night, Mr. Hu had another dream, the same as last night...

In the dream, he was put into the dung truck again.And it’s still the kind of smelly dream, still the kind of strong and suffocating stench…

Then just like yesterday, he soon regained consciousness with a stink.

I found that the good news and the bad news remain the same.

Mr. Hu is all numb, it’s not over anymore, right?After all, I am also a prime minister, so what if I am soaked in excrement soup?
The sound of him splashing in the dung bucket alerted people outside.The man opened the lid of the bucket and said to him in a low voice: "Master Hu, please be patient. I am here to save you from death on your father's orders."

"Hahaha..." Hu Tianci couldn't care less about breathing the fresh air, he was completely confused.He was sure this was the second time he heard this man say this.What the hell is this?

He struggled to open his eyes and saw outside through the crack. It was still as dark as last time.

Mr. Hu couldn't help but said in shock: "Really?"

"Then there's still a lie? Who would make such a joke if I stole you out of the prison of the Ministry of Justice and lost my head?" The man whispered while pushing the cart.The lines are exactly the same as last time.

"Why do you use this method?" Mr. Hu couldn't help but repeat it, as if this could bring him back to yesterday and start over.

If he could really do it all over again, Mr. Hu must tell Lao Huang not to enter the river, but to dive into the reeds...

In order to prevent this illusion from being shattered, he cooperated with the old man pushing the cart and kept the same dialogue.

Until the old man closed the lid again.Mr. Hu suffocated for freedom.

Because the wooden barrel needs to be leak-proof, it is made of very solid materials, and all the gaps are tightly filled, making it watertight and airtight...

As soon as the lid was closed, the world suddenly became quiet. No sound from outside could be heard, and only the sound of sloshing water accompanied him.

So it’s strange that Mr. Hu doesn’t suffocate...

And this time his resistance was obviously not as good as last time. He gradually lost his consciousness and then passed out.

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When he woke up again, it was because his whole body was slammed to the ground.

With eyes full of stars and the sky spinning, Mr. Hu found himself back in a familiar cell.

'No, why not just go back to the past, but also turn back time? Mr. Hu was stunned for a moment, so shocked that he couldn't care less about the pain all over his body.Because he saw another version of himself being stuffed into the cesspool by the combined efforts of the old man Xu and the prisoner.

"That's my bucket..." Mr. Hu didn't know where he got the strength. He stood up and rushed towards the dung bucket, shouting. "That's where I stay!"

Soon enough, the prisoner flew up with a whip and hit him right on the temple.

Mr. Hu fell straight to the ground, and he was so painful that he could not speak.

"You bitch, you finally admitted that you are a poop!" The prisoner cursed fiercely and slammed the cell door.

Mr. Hu struggled to crawl forward and watched with tears in his eyes as Lao Xu pushed the dung bucket away. He stretched out his hand to grab the dung bucket back...

But naturally it was in vain. Old man Xu and his car quickly disappeared.

Mr. Hu lay on the ground crying like a dog.

"Wow, this is different from last time."

"Liar, didn't you say you came to save me? Why did you send me back again..."

"I don't want to be here, I want to go back to the bucket, wuwu, let me go back to the bucket..."

As soon as the prisoner left, the inmates in the adjacent cells were all attracted to him and looked at him through the bars.

"What's the matter?"

"This kid is out of his mind and wants to crawl into a cesspool."

"No wonder I smelled bad yesterday and I smell bad again today..." The prisoners covered their noses one after another.

Even the prisoner in the prison stinks so much that he can't stand it. Just think about how stinky he is, right?

"Hey, don't laugh at him. Mr. Hu will go to the execution ground tomorrow. Abnormality is normal." An old criminal sighed.

Hu Tianci didn't hear anything else clearly, but he heard this sentence clearly.As if he had been stung by a scorpion, he jumped up, lay down by the fence, and asked loudly: "Who do you think will go to the execution ground tomorrow?"

"Who else can you be?" the prisoners said, "Tonight we will still eat steamed buns and drink clear soup, but you only have wine and meat, or a whole roasted chicken. What else is it if you don't have a decapitation meal?"

"Ah? I've already eaten my meal?" Hu Tianci was so shocked that his jaw dropped to the ground.

"You don't know what kind of rice it is? No wonder you have such a good appetite that your bones are wet with pulp..." The prisoners laughed and said, "That's fine. Many people can't eat the decapitated rice, so they can only go out on the road as a They're starving to death."

"Wuwu, I didn't eat, it doesn't count..." Hu Tianci burst into tears.I never thought that the only benefit was received by someone else.

"What's the fuss about?" Hearing the noise, the prisoner came over with a reprimand stick.

The prisoners immediately lay down and pretended to be asleep.

Only Hu Tianci still clung to the railing and cried: "I am Hu Tianci, I am the real Hu Tianci!"

"Yes, no one said you were a fake." The prisoner beat him and said angrily: "If you were a fake, we would have lost our heads!"

"I, I..." Hu Tianci was at a loss for words. He felt that what the other party said made sense, and he couldn't refute it.

After a long while, he finally managed to say: "I haven't eaten my meal yet, you have to give me another one..."

"Bah, what a beautiful idea!" Laozi spat in his face without any courtesy.

ps. Next chapter, morning.

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