Chapter 324 Song Zhaosiyu Seizes Power 1

Before the work was finished, the head of the jailer had a dark look in his eyes, and he laughed, "What are you talking about, girl, we are the criminal department, the place where prisoners are interrogated, and there are too many people arrested every day."

From the fully opened iron door, a strong smell of blood wafted faintly.

Occasionally there were a few screams, which were the painful groans of suspects who could not stand the interrogation.

Song Zhao played with the pistol in his hand, his movements were unhurried, there was a hidden danger.

The low air pressure in his body even overwhelmed the cold wind.

He raised his eyelids, stared at the group of people, and when he spoke, his voice was deep and cold, chilling to the bone,

"Life is borrowed, hurry to pay it back?"

The head jailer put his hands on his hips.

He glanced at Song Zhao up and down, and didn't think there was anything scary. He raised his chin and laughed wildly, "You think we'll be scared if you hold a pistol. You just fired a few bombs. Gunpowder, it’s out of stock, don’t pretend to be awesome here.”

As he spoke, he licked his lips and salivated, "You used explosives privately and damaged the resources of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. This is against the law. Just come down and give me a kiss."

Seeing this, Fu Nanqian immediately shouted, "This is the second girl of the Song family, are you courting death?"

As he spoke, he tugged on Song Zhao's rein and urged her to leave quickly in a low voice.

He came out in a hurry today, and he didn't bring any poison, so he couldn't protect Song Zhao.

The head jailer clicked his tongue.

"What about the second girl of the Song family? This is the territory of His Highness the Crown Prince. Anyone who dares to commit crimes here will be dealt with as a crime."

The man pointed to a pawn and ordered, "Go and get that girl for me."

The pawn was ordered to push towards Song Zhao.

People are not close yet.

Song Zhao's drooping brows and eyes suddenly raised. She stepped on the horse's stirrup, and the horse let out a tearing cry, and rose into the air.

The next moment.

The black horse raised its four hooves high, and kicked on the pawn's head without any room!

The pawn didn't even have time to scream, his head was mercilessly turned into a bloody mass by the horse.

The scene was too bloody, and Fu Nanqian couldn't help but vomited.

Song Zhao showed no expression, and charged straight inside.

"Damn it." The prison guard cursed, wiped off the blood that was splashed on his face, and the expression in his eyes became cold, "I'll fuck you all."

More than a dozen jailers waved their big knives and came fiercely.

Song Zhao raised his wrist, glanced over lightly, his brows and eyes were cold.

In an instant, more than a dozen sleeve arrows were shot out in a ring from the wrist, shooting these dozens of people into a hornet's nest, and they fell to the ground in the blink of an eye.

Fu Nanqian, "!"

Fuck, Song Jia Zhaozhao even prepared a sleeve arrow!

What kind of high-design sleeve arrow is this, and it can change tricks?

The head jailer was shocked.

Looking at the brother who was dead all over the place, his eyes were bloodshot with anger.

Swinging a hammer, he thumped Song Zhao's horse heavily.

Song Zhao jumped off the horse, walked around behind the jailer chief, raised his leg and gave him a kick.

The jailer leader was kicked and fell to the ground with a nosebleed.

In an instant, he was angry from the heart, and he jumped up to beat Song Zhao.

"Smelly bitch, you are going to die for me."

Song Zhao's lips curled up with a hint of coldness.

He fired the pistol at him, and his chest exploded with a bang, and the flesh and blood turned into powder in the air.

"You...you..." The prison guard fell to the ground with a bang, almost lost his voice, and the expression on his face was more shocked than painful, "Why... and..."

Song Zhao blew away the smoke from the pistol, with treachery in his eyes, he let out an evil low laugh,

"What about His Royal Highness's territory?"

His face was proud and cold.

Before he lost his breath, the jailer chief saw the mark under the pistol clearly.

That's actually... is...

He will not rest in peace.