12dz Chapter 30 The Dungeon is Lively
Chapter 30 The Dungeon is Lively
After giving his instructions, the portly constable returned home in a cheerful mood.
"Boss, these cornbreads smell really good, shall we have two?"
The constables next to them couldn't stand the aroma any longer. Although the county magistrate had given them money to do this, it shouldn't stop them from sneaking a bite or two!
The second constable also agreed, and even glanced admiringly at his "colleague" next to him, who thought so too.
Upon hearing this, the fat constable realized he had been waiting for the two of them to say those words; they were really on the right track.
He nodded reluctantly, "Okay, we've come all this way, so eating two of these as travel expenses isn't too much to ask, is it?"
So the three of them squatted down by the roadside, eagerly unwrapping a banana leaf containing a steamed bun with elm seeds inside.
The sealed fragrance burst forth instantly, assaulting their skulls as if it had been wronged for a long time and was determined to shatter their skulls and scatter their souls.
The group was instantly captivated. They couldn't wait any longer, each grabbing one and taking a big bite as a tribute to their scattered souls.
"My God, this smells so damn good! How is it made?!" Bu Yi took a bite and exclaimed in amazement!
"Yes, I've never eaten such delicious cornbread before!" Bu Er quickly nodded in agreement, glancing at Bu Yi. This kid is something else, stealing my lines.
The two turned to look at their fat constable, thinking he was about to sigh.
To everyone's surprise, he didn't say a word, just buried himself in his food, never complaining, and kept grabbing another one after finishing the first.
"Boss, you're not a true brother!" Bu Yi yelled, quickly stuffing cornbread into his mouth, one in his left hand and one in his right, feeling like he couldn't keep up with the demand.
The three of them each ate six, and then reluctantly stopped.
Oh no, I bought fifty, and now I only have 32 left...
People passing by assumed the three were defecating by the roadside and kept glancing over.
The fat constable was feeling guilty when he saw others pretending to pass by, craning their necks to repeatedly peek at their "crime scene".
His guilty conscience immediately found an outlet, and he began to verbally "attack" passersby indiscriminately.
"What are you looking at? Turn your head away or I'll arrest you and throw you in jail for a beating."
The pedestrian waved his hand dismissively, "Tch, who cares about you?"
However, their walking pace quickened considerably.
"Boss, what should we do?" The more happily he had eaten, the more he regretted it now.
The fat constable frowned. "What are you afraid of? They won't starve to death if they skip a meal. Grab the food, let's go!"
"Good Le!"
The two men beside him beamed with joy and quickly packed their things to keep up with the fat constable.
Anyway, if the sky falls, the constables will be the first to be crushed; they're safe for now!
The three arrived at the dungeon.
Despite being called a dungeon, it was fairly clean. Each dungeon had basic necessities, including a bed, bedding, and a table.
As they passed the first cell, Bucktooth Jade was relieving himself.
Three large men suddenly walked in.
Bucktooth Jade was startled and almost fell to the ground.
She quickly pulled up her pants, her face contorted with anger, and roared, "What are you doing? You want to watch me while I'm taking a dump?! Are you after me? Have you been eyeing me for a long time? Let me tell you, I absolutely—would—not—want—you, so give up on that idea!"
The fat constable curled his lip upon hearing the roar.
Then, looking at the buck-toothed Yu who reached out from the cell to grab the three of them, his mouth full of spittle, he was filled with disgust.
She was skin and bones, her face was ashen, and her buck teeth were an even worse condition than she was.
Upon hearing the voice of the buck-toothed jade, the surrounding prisoners all rushed to the door.
"You fat bastard, let us out!" In one of the cells, an old man with missing teeth took off his shoes, held them in his hand, poked them out through the crack in the door, and pointed at the fat constable, cursing angrily.
The stinky shoes stopped just two inches from the fat constable's nose, almost making him vomit.
“I said, Mr. Missing Tooth, can you just shut up for once? If you don’t agree to the terms, then stay here forever.”
The fat constable quickly took two steps back to avoid the "biological weapon," only then did he feel that the air was much fresher.
Who knew that as soon as he stepped back, the fat girl from the cell behind him stretched out two thick arms and put them in a chokehold!
"You fatso, let me out, or I'll strangle you today!" The fat girl's face was contorted with rage, her teeth clenched. Today she was going to send him to his grave!
"Let...let...go..."
The fat constable was being strangled by the chubby girl, his face flushed red, struggling to breathe, his eyes rolling back in his head. He tried to pry open the thick arm locked around his throat, but it was all in vain; he couldn't budge it an inch.
Upon seeing this, the second and third constables panicked, dropped what they were holding, and rushed forward to try to pull the fat girl's arm away.
But this chubby girl was as strong as two robust government officials.
How could those two weaklings possibly pull it...?
Seeing this, the other prisoners quickly ran back to the shadows and hid like quails.
To avoid having to find eyewitnesses later, who might not want to testify because they didn't see anything!
Just as the fat constable was about to pass away, the chubby girl's nose twitched. "What's that smell? It smells so good!"
This fragrance, like a mother's, gently soothes and comforts the agitated, chubby girl.
She let go of her arm, her nose twitching repeatedly. Following the smell, she saw scattered elm seed buns on the ground.
She stretched out her hand, reaching forward desperately, but her arm was too short to reach through the crack in the wood.
Undeterred, she stretched out her leg and tried to hook the steamed bun over with her toes, but she was still an inch short.
She was so anxious that she was tearing her hair out and roaring furiously.
The fat constable escaped death and was finally freed from the fat girl's arm.
He coughed and gasped for breath, and it took him a while to gradually calm down.
He looked up and saw the chubby girl's eager and longing expression, and cursed, "Hmph, look at you, so greedy."
Despite saying that, the fat constable still picked up a cornbread and handed it to the chubby girl.
The chubby girl's eyes lit up, and she quickly took the steamed bun and began to eat it heartily.
The satisfied expression on his face was as if he were holding the most delicious food in the world.
The other prisoners who had hidden in the shadows all ran back to the door.
"You fatso, give it to me right now! What Fatty has, we have too!" The man with the missing tooth yelled the loudest, and the shoe in his hand slammed straight at the fat constable.
Just as the "biological weapon" was about to hit him, the fat constable twisted in a snake-like motion and successfully dodged the stinky shoe attack.
Seeing that he had missed, he took off the other shoe as well.
Just as he was about to smash it down viciously, he was stopped by a clear, cold male voice, "Alright, missing-tooth dad, stop fooling around."
Everyone turned to look at the innermost cell, where a figure slowly emerged from the darkness.
The figure gradually came into focus; it was a man with a stern face. He was tall, and his eyes revealed a calm demeanor.
When everyone saw him, they all fell silent.
The toothless father put on his shoes and pointed at the second constable.
Bu Er pinched his nose, picked up the smelly shoe that had just been thrown at him, and returned it to his toothless father.
The man looked at the fat constable and nodded slightly: "Constable, you don't need to say anything more, we will not agree."
The portly constable coughed lightly and straightened his clothes: "What are you talking about? We've come to bring you some food."