Escort agency, hall.
Xu Guang sat on a chair dressed in fine clothes. He took a sip of fragrant tea. It had become his habit to drink afternoon tea after lunch every day.
There were two people sitting in the hall, one was Li Daping and the other was an old man in his fifties.
The old man has gray hair, a few crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, a three-inch long beard on his chin, and slightly bulging temples. He is obviously a man with superb internal skills.
Xu Guang put down his tea cup and signaled to the old man: "Brother Gong, tell me!"
Gong Dacheng said: "Master, the news reported below is that the gentleman went to the "Tea House" in the morning, then went to the mud alley, and met with the head of the county jail at noon. He should have been there by now. He is in jail in the county."
"It's a tea house, a muddy alley, and a county jail. What does this gentleman want to do?" Li Daping was a little confused.
Xu Guang raised his eyelids and glanced at him, saying, "Isn't this the person you invited? Don't you know what he wants to do?"
"I...I..." Li Daping hesitated. Even if his mind was not flexible, he could still see that the gentleman he invited came with a certain purpose.
Otherwise, what are you going to do in the county jail?
Gong Dacheng asked: "Master, do we still want to keep an eye on our people?"
Xu Guang picked up the tea cup and said: "The county prison is Xu Boyi's territory. Our people can't get in, so forget it!"
He took a sip of tea and added: "The whole city has been under martial law for the past two days. Xu Boyi has summoned a large number of Qi and Blood Realm soldiers to guard the county prison. If our people follow, there will inevitably be some misunderstandings."
He always felt that the assassination of Wang Cheng was weird, so he ordered: "You two inform me that from now on, no one in the escort agency will be allowed to go out at will!"
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County prison.
The prison wall is nearly one foot high and made of large black and blue stones. From a distance, it looks like a steel fortress sitting on the ground, indestructible.
Prison visits are not prohibited. The first is that it is unnecessary, no one can rescue people from such a strong prison; the second is that they do not want to, because every person who visits the prison needs to pay a certain fee, which is definitely one of the important fiscal revenue of a county. one.
Wang Cheng put on a gorgeous outfit, with a golden belt studded with gems around his waist. His head was smooth and shiny, his face was shiny, and his nasolabial folds were deeply sunken. He looked ten years older all of a sudden.
A whole middle-aged upstart!
He was holding several jars of wine in his hand and followed behind Zhang Laotou, his eyes occasionally glancing around.
I saw two rows of soldiers patrolling outside the prison. Each one was wearing red armor, carrying a crossbow on his back, and holding a long spear. He didn't squint his eyes, and a chilling air came over them.
Elite!
Wang Cheng could tell at a glance that these soldiers were not ordinary soldiers. He approached Zhang LaoTou and asked in a low voice: "Brother Zhang, is the prison always so tight?"
Zhang Laotou shook his head and said: "Isn't it usually so strict? I don't know what kind of style Sir Jun Wei has. He has been very strict in the past two days!"
He glanced at the two rows of patrolling soldiers and whispered: "Did you see that group of people? Their strength has reached the level of warriors. They are very powerful!"
Wang Cheng nodded, and he was even more convinced that the master was being held here. After so many days, he was finally going to see the master.
The inside of the prison and the outside were two completely different worlds. It was dark, damp, and cold inside. The air was filled with the stench of feces and urine, and several shrill screams could be heard from time to time. It was like purgatory on earth.
Prison leader Zhang led Wang Cheng to a cell surrounded by iron bars on three sides.
There was a person lying inside, his hands and feet chained to a big rock. Just like Wang Cheng, he had no hair on his head, and his clothes were in tatters, with no intact place.
Zhang LaoTou fiercely kicked the iron bars of the cell twice and cursed angrily: "You bastard Yang Si, your uncle is here to see you, get the hell over here!"
"Bah! My whole family has died a long time ago, where is my uncle?" Yang Si lay on the straw-covered ground and cursed, not even bothering to turn over.
"Yang Si, if you don't fucking get over here, you won't be able to eat tonight!" Zhang Laotou threatened.
When Yang Si heard this, he spit out the straw he was chewing in his mouth, turned it up from the ground, came closer, and cursed: "Which idiot is pretending to be my uncle?"
"Fuck your mother! You don't even recognize your ancestors! I'll beat you to death!" Wang Cheng was furious and wanted to hit him, but he couldn't hit him through the cell door, so he snatched it away The jar of wine in Zhang Laotou's hand fell towards Yang Si.
The wine jar hit the cell door with a loud bang, and the aroma of wine immediately hit his face. Several prisoners nearby came over immediately like cats smelling the fishy smell.
Yang Si licked the wine splashed on his face, with an intoxicated look on his face: "The apricot blossom wine from Gaomi County must have been stored for more than thirty years, good wine!"
"Good mom! I'll beat you to death, you little bitch!"
Wang Cheng was about to hit him again, but his hand was immediately grabbed by someone, but it was Prison Leader Zhang who was standing beside him. He immediately understood, forced out a smile and said: "Another day! Another day! No! Tomorrow! Tomorrow Brother, I will definitely give Brother Zhang a few more altars!"
Zhang LaoTou then gave up and said: "Brothers, I won't disturb your uncle and nephew's reminiscences. You can chat slowly!"
When he turned around and left, Wang Cheng immediately changed his face, kicked Yang Si, and cursed: "You son of a bitch who doesn't recognize your ancestors, I'll beat you to death!"
"Stop! Stop! Stop!"
Yang Si quickly stepped aside. He looked at the person carefully and asked tentatively: "Are you really my brother-in-law?"
Wang Cheng scolded: "What? Do you think you, Yang Si, are some big shot? If I hadn't thought that you were my eldest brother's only child, I would have been too lazy to come see you!"
Yang Si was still suspicious: "Then tell me, what is my last name? Where do I live?"
"Your father, Yang Li! I, Yang Yi, live in Zanni Lane! Do you want me to say anything more?" Wang Cheng said.
Yang Si looked at Wang Cheng, who had no hair on his head, and then looked at himself. He really looked similar. He said to himself: "Is this really my uncle? But I clearly remember that my mother said that my father has no brothers?"
Wang Cheng was still a little nervous when he was stared at like this. He has tried his best to dress up as similar as possible according to the information he collected, but if he really wants to study it carefully, there will still be many doubts.
So he sent his trump card, leaned in front of Yang Si, and whispered: "You son of a bitch, do you still want to go out?"
Yang Si's eyes immediately shone and he whispered: "Do you really want to save me? If you can really save me, let alone be my brother-in-law, I will recognize you as my ancestor!"
"Snapped!"
Wang Cheng slapped Yang Si hard on the head through the cell door, causing him to grimace in pain.
"You son of a bitch! You can eat food indiscriminately, but can you also identify your ancestors indiscriminately?"
Cursing, he secretly thrust a thin piece of iron into Yang Si's hand and said, "You little son of a bitch, just listen to my arrangements. Uncle, I will definitely be able to rescue you!"
Yang Si nodded and happily put the iron piece into his sleeve. With this thing, these handcuffs could no longer lock him.
"Snapped!"
Wang Cheng slapped him on the head again and said seriously: "If you want to die here, just do it like this! I don't care about your life or death anymore!"
He knew very well what Yang Si was capable of. He was a well-known gangster, and he was also proficient in disguise. With an iron piece in his hand, Yang Si could leave the prison at any time. If he really wanted to run away, his plan would be ruined, so he Warning again and again.
Yang Si finally stopped smiling and said, "Yes! Everything is subject to your arrangement, uncle!"
Wang Cheng looked around and saw no one coming, and said, "Let me ask you something. Have you seen an old man in green being locked up here in the past few days? Which cell is he locked in?"
He just followed Zhang Laotou and didn't see his master, Divine Doctor Zhang, which made him feel anxious.
"have!"
After receiving a positive reply, Wang Cheng felt happy and said: "Say quickly! Where is he being held?"
"have no idea!"
Wang Cheng was so angry that he slapped Yang Si on the head again. Yang Si covered his head and said with an aggrieved face: "The prison is so big, how can I know where the person is locked up?"
Wang Cheng thought about it and asked again: "Then tell me where he might be imprisoned!"
Yang Si said: "If they are ordinary prisoners, they may be locked up in the "E" area, and if they are very important prisoners, they will probably be locked up in the dungeon."
Wang Cheng hurriedly asked: "Where is the dungeon?"
Yang pointed with four fingers: "Keep going in this direction, and you will see the entrance to the dungeon at the end."
Wang Cheng's heart moved and he said to Yang Si: "Don't act rashly when you stay here. There are two teams of Qi and blood warriors patrolling outside. Even if you open the cell door, you can't get out. Listen to me honestly, tomorrow, at the end of the day I will definitely come to save you tomorrow night!"
Originally, Yang Si was still thinking about sneaking out by himself, but when he heard that there were Qi and Blood Realm warriors patrolling outside, he immediately wilted and nodded as if he was talking nonsense.
After explaining a few more precautions, Wang Cheng stood up and left.
When he walked away, Yang Si muttered in a low voice: "Bullshit uncle, my whole family has died long ago, and you are playing this trick with me. It's all the leftovers from me! If you dare not come tomorrow night, I will definitely report you." Go up, hum!"
The prison is divided into five areas. The four directions of southeast, northwest and northwest correspond to the four areas A, B, C and D. The middle is the "E" area, and there is an aisle between the areas.
Wang Cheng kept walking in the direction given by Yang Si. There were two torches every ten meters on both sides of the corridor. The light was relatively sufficient. He couldn't take his eyes away, but he could basically see the appearance of the people in each cell he passed.
He has clairvoyant eyes, and unless the prisoners in the prison have their faces stuck on the ground, his true appearance will be clearly visible to him.
After walking about a hundred or ten meters, a door appeared in front of them, two large iron doors, with two soldiers wearing red armor standing on both sides, expressionless.
As soon as Wang Cheng appeared, someone immediately said sternly: "Who are you? This is a prison, and you are not allowed to wander around!"
Wang Cheng immediately put on his signature smile, nodded and said, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Sir, please ask, where is Room No. 35 in District E?"
The man pointed with his right hand and said, "That's the fifteenth room over there!"
"Thank you!"
Wang Cheng cupped his hands and immediately walked in the other direction. When passing the iron gate, he thought about taking action many times.
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