Ma Mian Qiwanqi pondered for a while, then nodded hurriedly and said, "With the words brother, even if I really die, I will be smiling at Jiuquan." But don't worry, brother, I will definitely pay attention to my own safety, because I haven't been to Black Rock City yet, and I also want to stay by my brother's side, and take care of the city lord's mansion for you. ”

"Okay, then we'll make up our minds! If you're not good, then I won't leave!" I'm not just talking, it's a true portrayal of my heart. Because although I haven't known Ma Mian Qiwanqi for a long time, my reliance on him and my feelings for him are definitely not under Zhang Shun, the chief staff of my City Lord's Mansion.

Ma Mian Qiwanqi didn't speak this time, but his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he silently sent me to the cell, and then left quietly. I understand the risk he has to take this time, because something as important as the construction sketch is the core secret of the fat scraping hell, even if Ma Mian Shimanto is the clan brother of the deputy prison lord, it is not easy to get his hands on this kind of thing, let alone steal the construction sketch. I have to say that Ma Mian 70,000 really didn't say anything to me, he was treating me sincerely, and it was by no means as simple as calling me a brother on the surface.

It's been more than a day since Ma Mian 70,007 left, but there has been no news yet. I asked which of the Minotaur jailers to see if there was anything big going on in the little hell of fat scraping, and he said that everything was quiet, there was no major movement, and even the matter of the black cow's disappearance was not investigated.

I understand that it is likely that the deputy prison lord is helping to cover up, but it is impossible that there is no rumor at all, after all, according to Ma Mian 70,000 Seven, this black bull is the henchman of the prison lord!

So, don't look at the surface it's always been calm, but the sixth sense tells me that some things will come sooner or later.

That afternoon, after I took the Qiqiao Linglong hand out of the ring, I talked to him about Ao Jie's injury, and the Qiqiao Linglong hand looked at me very dissatisfied, saying that I asked this way is an insult to his profession, and if the patient he accepts, if it does not get better, is not smashing his own signboard?

I think he said it well, if you have ability, you have to have some temper, and often the greater the ability, the greater the temper. According to the ability of the seven clever hands, no matter how big his temper is, it seems that it should be.

Later, I took him into the ring to take a look at the reason of drinking with the Qiqiao Linglong hand, and sure enough, I saw that Ao Jie had woken up, and he was in quite good spirits, according to the Qiqiao Linglong hand, give him two more days at most, and Ao Jie will be back to the beginning.

This is of course the best good news for me. Because there are so many of us, it is not an easy thing to escape from the little hell of fat scraping. And if Ao Jie recovers his strength, he will definitely be a reliable helper for me. I don't dare to say anything else, but I believe that as long as he makes a move, even if he is the number one master in the small hell of fat scraping, that is, the mysterious prison master, he will definitely not be able to please anything.

Ao Jie is injured, of course, it is not suitable for drinking, so I finished a bottle of Moutai with Qiqiao Linglong, at this time, I heard the code sent by the tiger's eye, and my heart was tight, because this is definitely not the Niutou jailer coming, but someone else, if you want to check the number of people, if I and Qiqiao Linglong are not there, things will be big. So, he hurriedly took Qiqiao Linglong's hand out of the ring and stayed in his position honestly.

As soon as I sat down with Qiqiao Linglong, the big iron door was opened, and in addition to the Minotaur jailer, there was also a guy from the Mamian clan, and judging by his clothes, he didn't look like an ordinary jailer at all. I hurriedly tested the depth of his spiritual power, but I didn't try it out. I was suddenly startled, and thought to myself, this unfathomable fellow, eight or nine is not far from ten, and it is the deputy prison lord who is seventy-two. But what is a big leader of the level of Ma Mian Seventy-two doing when he comes to our prison cell if he has nothing to do? It can't be that Ma Mian Seventy-Seven has an accident, right?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Even if something really happened to Ma Mian 70,000, he would never betray me, I have this self-confidence. So what is the intention of the seventy-two horses?

I found that after Ma Mian Seventy-two came in, although he had not said anything, a pair of eyes were focused on me. I don't have any surprises about this, because Ma Mian 70,000 must have told him about me because of my relationship, but he didn't know if he came this time specifically for me?

At this time, the Niutou Clan jailer said with a smile on his face: "I have invited our deputy prison master to give a lecture below, everyone is welcome!"

The cell I am in, except for me, are all old people, of course I know what kind of existence is the deputy prison master for the fat scraping hell, that is one person under ten thousand people, if people are unhappy, you can say a word can make our entire prison cell, in an instant, this is the absolute power of power and strength.

So including me, whether I wanted it or not, the big guys applauded enthusiastically at the initiative of the Minotaur jailer.

"I've taken the liberty of coming here today to disturb your rest. Ma Mian Seventy-two's voice was very soft, and he didn't have the score of the deputy prison lord at all, but between his words, the official authority must still exist. I don't know what others think, anyway, his official authority is useless to me. After all, I, Li, am a dignified city lord of Black Rock City, and in detail, it is an existence on an equal footing with Emperor Song, and there is at least a few levels between me and Seventy-two Small Deputy Prisons. Therefore, although it is better to be a county official, I don't need to look up to him at all.

After a few polite words, Ma Mian Seventy-two continued: "During this time, we have some peace here, and even the senior executioner Hei Niu disappeared yesterday, and now his life and death are unknown. Of course, I believe that this has nothing to do with our cell, so I hope that all of you in our cell will abide by the prison rules and regulations of the little hell of fat scraping, and do not give anyone who cares about it a chance. ”

What he said meant a little bit, and I felt that he was vaguely pointing the finger at me, which should not be the case! In any case, I was also a related account of his deputy prison lord, and if I was involved in some things, then he would not be able to get rid of it.

Just when I was puzzled, I only heard Ma Mian Seventy-two emphasize one sentence again: "These words just now are not just my personal meaning, but also the instructions of Lord Prison, so you must not take them as child's play." ”

When I heard it, I laughed heartily. I said, it's no wonder that this horse-faced seventy-two suddenly came, it turned out that there was indeed the shadow of the mysterious prison lord behind it.

After Ma Mian Seventy-two said all this, he suddenly turned his gaze to Qiqiao Linglong's hand, looking at the hatred in his eyes, I knew that if he said it, then the matter would be irreparable. Not to mention anything else, as long as he investigates why he doesn't have a fat scraping breakfast for two days in a row, then it will be my turn to have a big head. After all, I had promised others before that I would replace all the fat shaving breakfasts in the future, but if Ma Mian Seventy-two really wanted to be more serious, then I was afraid that it would be difficult for my Li Dai Taozhi to continue.

So, before Ma Mian Seventy-two spoke, I spoke up first: "Deputy Prison Master, can you take a step to speak?"

Ma Mian Seventy-two looked at me and pondered for a long time before finally nodding: "Okay, I want to listen, what do you want to say to me?"

The two of us left the cell one after the other, and the minotaur jailer had learned a lot and did not follow quickly, but locked the door of the cell and stood guard at the door.

Seventy-two and I went to the edge of the grease scraping table in the middle of the courtyard, where the black ox had died at my hands yesterday morning.

Ma Mian Seventy-two, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice: "Li Ming, what do you want to say? ”

I didn't hide it, but chose to go straight in: "Deputy Prison Master, ah no, I think it's more appropriate to call you Brother Seventy-two, just because I followed Ma Mian Seventy-Seven to call." ”

Ma Mian Seventy-two was still expressionless: "It doesn't matter what I call it, it won't make any changes to the relationship between you and me." Say, I have limited time. ”

I smiled: "Brother Seventy-two, what I want to say is that no matter what grievances you have between you and Qiqiao Linglong, I hope you can look at my face and stop making trouble with him.

"For your sake, who do you think you are?" Ma Mian Seventy-two also smiled: "Some people often don't put themselves in the right position, and that's a very ridiculous thing." ”

I laughed even louder, "Really, but alas, I'm a person who never does anything ridiculous." Or it can be said that it is a ridiculous thing in the eyes of others, and later on, it becomes a legend. And I, this time I came to scrape the fat from the little hell, to cast a legend. ”

Ma Mian Seventy-two snorted coldly, his face was unusually embarrassed: "Young man, it's a good thing to have self-confidence, but if you are overconfident, you are arrogant." Anyway, as far as I know, in the little hell of fat scraping, the arrogant people often don't end well. Not to mention far away, but in the years since I joined the small hell of fat scraping, I have seen many arrogant people with my own eyes, and they all died miserably. This may be called iniquity, and you should not live. ”