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Chapter 400: Chang'an Storm Chapter 194: Refuse to Give in to Death

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    This man was none other than Wu Xiaomin, the prisoner Chen Wanrong met when he entered the Ning County Prison.  At that time, Chen Wanrong had nothing to do, and he and Wu Xiaomin were eating food and chatting back to back, and they were quite able to talk.  Chen Wanrong never imagined that he would see Wu Xiaomin again, or in this situation. The surprise in his heart was far beyond what words can describe.

    When Chen Wanrong heard Wu Xiaomin¡¯s screams, he felt that the voice was very familiar, but he couldn¡¯t remember where he had heard it before. It wasn¡¯t until he saw his face that he recognized him as a former prison inmate.

    In order to attract Wu Xiaomin, Chen Wanrong deliberately raised his voice to criticize Mei Xuancheng.  Sure enough, Wu Xiaomin was surprised when he heard Chen Wanrong's voice, but he was not sure, so he came to recognize Chen Wanrong on the pretext of sending an oil lamp.

    There are two places that can temper people the most, one is the battlefield.  After Chen Wanrong's baptism on the battlefield, his whole person changed drastically. He was no longer the Chen Wanrong he used to be.

    Another place where people are trained is prison, especially a black jail, where even a fool can be trained into a spirit.  Chen Wanrong saw with his own eyes how dark the Ningxian County Prison was. Wu Xiaomin had been in jail for several years and had long since become a human spirit. On the surface, he respected Mei Xuancheng, but in his heart he was scolding his eighteenth generation ancestors.  .

    Wu Xiaomin is an elite person, and his ability to speak duplicity is far beyond the reach of others. Although Mei Xuancheng is extremely shrewd, he did not expect that Wu Xiaomin had already made plans to deal with him.  Wu Xiaomin stayed in a dark prison for several years. Was he such a person who gave in so easily?  To convince him just by a burst of fists from the New Moon Cult members was nothing short of a dream.

    ??Although Chen Wanrong and Wu Xiaomin have not been together for a long time, when meeting a mature character like Wu Xiaomin, do you need to say more?  A wink is enough.

    The two of them performed the scene perfectly. Mei Xuancheng was not suspicious at all. He thought Chen Wanrong was really angry and sneered: "Chen Wanrong, you fell into my hands, how dare you act so cruelly?"  ?¡±

    "I'm not calling this a joke!" Chen Wanrong said calmly, while Mei Xuancheng felt a little proud and nodded lightly.  Unexpectedly, what Chen Wanrong said next was: "This is called arrogance! If I don't be arrogant in front of a defeated general like you, who else can I be arrogant in front of?"

    With a look of ridicule on his face, he looked like a winner.

    Mei Xuancheng tugged at Chen Wanrong and said, "Arrogant? Why are you arrogant?"

    Chen Wanrong was extremely proud: "I made a mad dog lose half its arm! Haha!" He laughed very wildly.

    Mei Xuancheng was very skilled in martial arts. There were only a few people in the world who could beat him. However, Chen Wanrong chopped off half of his arm. It was really a boat capsize in the gutter. It makes people hate him just thinking about it. Mei Xuancheng's face was livid, and he spoke every word.  He said: "Chen Wanrong, don't be complacent, I will let you die badly!"

    Gritting his teeth, he was so resentful that he wanted to eat Chen Wanrong alive.

    Chen Wanrong, however, was unusually calm. He pointed at Mei Xuancheng and said, "Mei Xuancheng, let me tell you, don't mention the word death to me. It's useless. It won't scare me. Have you ever seen a dead person?"

    "Hmph!" Mei Xuancheng snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "I have killed not a hundred people, but eighty. I have seen more dead people than you."

    "You're not afraid of flashing your tongue!" Chen Wanrong retorted: "You have seen more dead people than me? What a big joke! During the Tibetan War, I saw hundreds of thousands of corpses piled up in mountains, and the blood was so  Thick, it spreads over the instep when I step on it. I have crawled among the dead and bathed in blood. What about you? Let me tell you, Mei Xuancheng, after returning from this battle, my whole person has changed. Death,  To me, there is no threat. If you had said that before, I might have been frightened. Now, I just think of it as a joke."

    ??Mei Xuancheng is a person who is interested in big things. He knows the war very well and knows that Chen Wanrong is not telling lies.  People who have been on the battlefield are completely different from those who have not been on the battlefield.  A courageous person like Chen Wanrong will be more courageous after being baptized on the battlefield. He no longer cares about life and death. Saying death to Chen Wanrong is really of no use.

    "I already agreed with Chen Wanrong's statement in my heart, but Mei Xuancheng said: "Why don't you just die? Just talk hard! You are not afraid of death, let's try it!"

    Chen Wanrong tore open his clothes fiercely and said: "Come on! You have all kinds of tricks, just use them. If I frown, I am not Chen Wanrong! I call you grandpa! Let me tell you, Mei Xuancheng  , even if I, Chen Wanrong, die, I will die like a man! I will not beg you for mercy. Don¡¯t you just want to see the pain of my begging for mercy? I will not let you succeed, this is called the true nature of a hero!"

    "This is a powerful statement, but it was said calmly by Chen Wanrong, as if chatting with an old friend. There is no impassioned passion or loud rebuke, but it has a power that makes people dare not believe it.Wan Rong blinked his eyes and smacked his mouth to the right.  Chen Wanrong knew something was wrong, but he pretended to be angry and jumped up: "You little turtle grandson, a bastard with no good intentions, how dare you come to see me! I will kill you!" He looked vicious.  , he was about to rush towards Wu Xiaomin.

    But the congregation stopped them.  Although Chen Wanrong has the experience of fighting in battle, it was a large-scale battle. It only required good equipment and no high skill to kill the enemy. However, his skill was not very good. If he wanted to fight alone with the cult members, it would not be possible.  Opponents, two congregants pushed Chen Wanrong back.

    Wu Xiaomin looked frightened, raised his hands on his head, and pointed his right index finger toward the corner of the wall. Chen Wanrong looked angry and resentful, and when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small hole in the wall in the direction of his finger.  Understanding what he meant, he nodded slightly and stared at Wu Xiaomin with hatred.

    "Grandpa, put the oil lamp here, and you can torture this stupid thing! You bastard, do I have any grudge against you? Do you always want to bully me?" Wu Xiaomin pretended to be pitiful,  He hurried out.

    The two congregants took the oil lamps and searched the room easily. Except for a small hole in the wall, there were no other holes. Then they felt relieved and went out with the oil lamps.

    Chen Wanrong shouted: "Put down the lamp."

    The crowd ignored him, and Chen Wanrong shouted: "Mei Xuancheng, I don't want it to be completely black. If you don't give me a light, you can't get gunpowder."

    Mei Xuancheng has changed his mind and doesn't want to embarrass Chen Wanrong yet. His voice came from a distance: "Give him the light."

    Hearing this, the congregation put down the oil lamps, left the house, and closed the door.

    Chen Wanrong pricked up his ears and heard that there was no movement outside. He stretched his right hand to the entrance of the cave and felt a gust of cool wind. It turned out that the cave was open.  Wu Xiaomin was so thoughtful that he actually wanted to use this small hole to make a fuss.

    Chen Wanrong was greatly impressed by his astute thinking. He tore off a piece of clothing, bit his fingers, and started writing on the piece of cloth.  After writing it, knead it into a ball of cloth, stuff it into the hole, move some dust on the ground, fill the hole, and find a place to sit down.

    With the faint light, Chen Wanrong looked at it. It was a small adobe house with a thatched roof. It was a typical residence for poor families.  There are windows on the wall, but you can't see the outside clearly at night.

    I remember Wu Xiaomin once said that Wu Xiaomin¡¯s family was not good, but he didn¡¯t expect it to be similar to Chen Wanrong¡¯s previous family.  It's no wonder, Wu Xiaomin went in, his wife and children, how much better could their family situation be?

    "How was he released?" Chen Wanrong remembered that Wu Xiaomin still had a year or two left, and he was released just a few months ago. Something unexpected must have happened during this period.

    "It's good to release it. It has helped me so much. I need to find a chance to find out the whole story."  After thinking for a while, Chen Wanrong fell asleep leaning against the wall.

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