The Dark King

The carriage travels along the avenue and passes through a bustling street.

Du Dian suddenly opened the curtain and let the driver stop at the side of the road.

He sorted out his clothes, got off the carriage, went to the flower shop on the side of the road, and said to the beautiful boss of the golden hair in the flower shop: "Give me the best and most beautiful flowers."

The proprietress saw his skin color white, temperament, and promised, picking a bouquet of fresh roses from the pots in the store and handing it to Du Di'an: "One silver coin, this is the most beautiful flower in our store, but if If you give it to your lover, it is still the best of roses. The rose is thorny and it is easy to hurt the fingers of a beautiful woman."

Du Dian smiled and said: "The thorny flower is the most charming."

Deliver the silver coins, hold the wrapped rose flowers, and return to the carriage.

Ba, Ke, and the three saw the flowers that Du Di'an was holding, and they were a little surprised. "Dean, what do you buy flowers?"

"Give us the guests." Dudian smiled.

The carriage continued to drive away.

After a few hours.

On the street near the wall of the boundary, Du Dian got off with the Barton three and rented a hotel room on the side of the road. After entering the room, Du Dian asked the three people to go to the vicinity to buy some first aid gauze, disinfectant, thick cloth. And scissors.

He first straightened his hair into the mirror to the normal short hair length, and the hair on the back of the head asked the two of them to help repair and turn over.

After the hair was repaired, his facial features were clearly revealed. Compared with the delicate appearance of three years ago, he was even thinner and his eyes were black and white. His cheeks were carved like ice skates, with clear lines and shadows. Still a little familiar, but the expression and gaze are calmer, and the thin lips are a bit cold.

Later, he sat down on the ground, took off the newly bought tops and trousers, and padded it on the floor with the thick cloth he bought.

"Dean, you..."

"This……"

When Dudyan took off his upper body clothes, he threw his eyes and looked at the body of this peer of his age incredulously. It was not like a human body, but like a dry field, covered with sores and cracks. Numerous whip marks, scratches, and wrinkles are wrapped around Dudyan's chest, back, arms, and abdomen.

Except for a shallow scratch on the cheek of the cheek, the place covered by the clothes is almost entirely scarred.

The three men were shocked and it was hard to imagine how cruel the criminal law was to hurt, what kind of willpower, and endured so much pain!

"Here, is this the torture you suffered when you were in prison?" Kruen looked at him with a sly look. He suddenly felt that his eyes were a little wet, and he thought of his own hesitant mood. His heart was filled with guilt and embarrassment.

Du Di'an smiled and said: "Not all, now you need to help me out and help me pull out the two steel nails."

The three suddenly noticed the nail caps on Dudyan's shoulders, only to feel a layer of goose bumps. Barton trembled: "How can they torture people so much, aren't they a little kind?"

Du Dian picked up the pliers that they had bought and handed it to Barton: "Give it to you, hurry up when you pull it out."

The three faces were ugly and the mood was incomparably complicated. After holding the pliers, Barton’s palm shook slightly and said, “It’s very painful to pull it out. You, can you hold back?”

"Yeah." Du Dian gave the three a look of encouragement.

The three men looked at each other and plucked up their courage. They clenched their teeth with pliers and kept their eyes on Dudyan’s expression, fearing that they would cause more damage. When I saw Du Di'an's expression calm, the three people's heart was a little bit more guts, pinching the pliers and slamming the steel nails.

Drilled from the shoulder blade, Du Di'an painfully pressed his fingers into a fist, but his expression still tried to keep calm, but the pain was beyond his expectations, his lips slammed and squeezed out his throat. :"fast!"

Barton bit his teeth and bowed.

The steel nails were slammed out and the blood spewed out from the wound, and the blood color was a little dim.

Du Di'an hurts his mouth and twitches, letting the three men spray the gauze and disinfectant water prepared in advance, and wrap the wound.

The three men were in a hurry, but they were still entangled in Dudion.

"This, it's so long!" Joseph looked at the nails full of blood in his hand and felt the heart tremble. The nail was thicker than his fingers, and he couldn't imagine how painful it was when he was nailed in his body.

Dudian gasped a few breaths and his lips were a little white, but he still let the three men continue to pull out the second nail.

Ten minutes later, two steel nails were taken out, and the three helped Du Dian wrap the wound at the shoulder.

After doing this, the three of them were somewhat prostration, sitting on the ground and taking a breath.

Du Dian leaned against the bed, relaxed his body and healed the wound at the shoulder as soon as possible.

"Dean, where is this steel nail thrown?" After the break, Kruen, who was more cautious, asked Dudyan.

Dudian's eyes fell on two steel nails and whispered: "Don't throw it, leave it to our guests."

After the wound stopped the blood, Du Dian left the hotel with three people, but did not immediately go to the wall of the boundary, but came to a house in the middle of the nearby street. Dudian picked up a stone in the distance and threw it on the door.

When I heard the sound, the door was pushed open. A chunky woman looked around and saw the stone on the ground. She could not help but cursed and closed the door.

Barton's three people are unclear, so they look confused.

Du Di'an did not say anything, greeted the three people walking toward the wall of the boundary.

With the flow of people checking, Du Di'an was stopped by a middle-aged guard.

"Please show your identity card." The middle-aged guard said.

Du Di'an took a gold coin from his arms and stared at the other's face. He saw that the middle-aged guard saw the gold coin, his face changed slightly, and his eyes quickly angered.

Before he spoke, Du Dian spoke first and his voice was very low. "The short, fat woman is your wife?"

When I heard Du Di'an, the middle-aged guard was just about to anger, and suddenly stopped. Du Di'an quickly took out a gold coin and said loudly: "Sorry, sorry, just gave it wrong, this is it." One stuffed into his hand.

The middle-aged guard was silent for a moment, and finally his fingers slowly tightened, and he said indifferently: "Go."

Du Dian waved to the back four people and entered the passage.

After coming out of the lengthy passage, the three people of Barton couldn't help but look forward to Dudian, Kluane said: "Dean, how do you know that the woman is his wife, do you know him?"

"It's the smell." Du Di'an said, without a detailed explanation, hired a carriage on the side of the road. After getting on the bus, he said to the three people: "Now we are going to our guests, and we have to start doing business right now. You must be sloppy!" (To be continued.)

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