Son-in-law's Romantic Life

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Seven o'clock tomorrow morning.    

    

He had finally made it to this point.    

    

"What are you thinking about?" Director Faang couldn't help but ask.    

    

My behavior is a little different from an ordinary prisoner's. When an ordinary prisoner hears that the death penalty is coming, no matter how strong they usually are, at this time, he will show all of his weakness.    

    

There were those who cried, and there were those who pissed their pants.    

    

It is really rare to see someone as calm as me.    

    

"I'm thinking about what to eat later." I smiled and said, "There should be a meal for the head, right? Can I have some good food?"    

    

Director Faang's lips couldn't help but twitch. Good boy... This kid was awesome. When he knew that he was going to die, his first thought wasn't fear, but what did he want to eat?    

    

This thought was really...    

    

The rule of a guillotine meal had existed since ancient times. The person who was waiting for the execution could eat the last meal that he wanted to eat. It was the best meal.    

    

However, in reality, at this point in time, those criminals who were sentenced to death would usually feel extremely depressed. How could they still be in the mood to eat?    

    

"Then what do you want to eat? We'll try our best to satisfy you."    

    

"Let's have a full Han banquet. The requirements aren't high, right?"    

    

The words that I casually said almost made Director Faang spit out. He looked at me with a dumbfounded expression, as if he had heard something unbelievable.    

    

This requirement isn't high?    

    

You have seen that death row criminal. The guillotine meal is for the entire Manchu Han Banquet. You have never eaten it before, alright?    

    

"Please, Mr. Yang, don't make things difficult for me, okay? Please, Mr. Yang, don't make things difficult for me, okay? It's impossible." Director Faang smiled bitterly.    

    

"Tsk, you're so stingy. You didn't even give me the Manchu Han Imperial Feast. Forget it, forget it. I won't make things difficult for you. Let me think about it."    

    

"BBQ it." After a while, I said.    

    

Director Faang heaved a sigh of relief. This request was much easier to accept than the Manchu Han Banquet.    

    

"Mutton skewers, pork skewers, beef skewers, give me 20 skewers of each dish, two chicken skewers, and thirty to forty servings of vegetable dishes. Ah, right, there's also a skewer of incense. I want beef meatballs." I counted my fingers and continued.    

    

At first, it was still alright, but as he listened, the expression on Director Faang's face gradually became somewhat strange.    

    

"Give me ten skewers of beef meatballs. Oh, in addition, give me another serving of spicy crayfish. It needs to be abnormally spicy."    

    

"Give me another serving of fried sauce noodles. I want it to be heavenly. It's more authentic over there."    

    

" Give me another serving of dumplings. Oh, right. Another serving of Big Meat Soup Dumplings, damn it. The kind that cost three yuan when he was young and wanted to eat meat when he had no money. This is the only thing I ate. It smells so damn good. "    

    

"Lastly, give me another pack of beer. I want snowflakes."    

    

The expressions on their faces looked rather strange. Obediently, they shouted so much at once. Could they finish eating?    

    

Or did they know that they were going to die and that they would have no more food in the future, so they wanted to eat more?    

    

No matter what the reason was, it did not matter. In any case, it was much better than the Manchu Han Imperial Feast.    

    

Director Faang immediately arranged for one of his subordinates to go and prepare. As for him and the other subordinate, they would stay here.    

    

While smoking, I lazily sat on the bed. "By the way, how am I going to die? Shoot me, hang me, or inject me?"    

    

"There is no hanging in our country. It has basically been abolished a few years ago. Therefore, we are basically going to be shot to death now, so there is no need to worry too much. The death sentence was only for a short period of time, there's nothing painful about it. " Director Faang said.    

    

" That's good, that's good. Don't look at me like that. Actually, I'm quite afraid of pain. "    

    

"By the way, I'm going to die soon. Do you still have a chance to see your family?" I asked.    

    

Director Faang hesitated and felt awkward. "This... that..."    

    

Generally speaking, it was possible. Of course, it was usually about a day earlier, so they could meet.    

    

But I am different. I am a special criminal. I cannot meet him now. Director Faang did not know what to say.    

    

I have already casually waved my hand. "Forget it, forget it. It is useless to meet him. It only makes me feel sad. This is also good."    

    

Director Faang has been looking at me. He has some questions. Perhaps this man had been in his heart for an unknown period of time and had always wanted to say it. However, he didn't have the chance. At this moment, Director Faang finally couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Yang, can I ask you something?"    

    

"Go ahead and ask."    

    

"You have killed so many people, 147 lives..."    

    

"Including the ones from before, it might be a lot more." I muttered to myself.    

    

Director Faang's lips twitched. "After killing so many people, how did you feel when you killed them?"    

    

It was very dangerous.    

    

It was true that it was extremely dangerous to spy on the heart of a devil who had killed countless people.    

    

However, Director Faang couldn't control the curiosity in his heart. He wanted to know what kind of feeling it was.    

    

I was slightly stunned. What kind of feeling was it when killing those people? I couldn't even remember it clearly.    

    

"I don't think I felt anything. So what if I killed them?" Raising my eyebrows, I said coldly.    

    

This simple answer made the two of them feel as if their bodies were covered in fur.    

    

Kill them?    

    

Those were human lives, not ants.    

    

What kind of level of coldness did the human heart reach to be able to be so cold?    

    

"I really don't feel anything. The only thing I know is... If I don't kill them, my family... It might be dangerous. Kill one more of them... The danger my family faces will be slightly less. " I smiled and said.    

    

That's right, this might be the only thought in my mind when I kill people.    

    

Those people are people who listen to Liang Yuloong's orders. There isn't any hatred between those people and me, but because of the standpoint of both sides, I want to get rid of them. If I don't want to die, then I can only kill them.    

    

I also don't want to see my women being threatened by the armed forces after my death. So, I'm just trying my best to get rid of those possible threats.    

    

The two of them felt a little scared in their hearts.    

    

After a while, the policeman who left earlier came back. He took everything that I asked for, which had just been roasted. The fragrant smell made my index finger move. I couldn't care less whether the food was hot or not. Grabbing a mutton skewer, he stuffed it into his mouth. After all, this might be the last meal of my life.    

    


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