During this time, in addition to always paying attention to the storage space of the main monk of the Great Xia Dynasty, he must also prepare to run away as soon as possible, of course, he will make some cheap at the right time, stealing your sister's space Dafa has already made him taste a lot of sweetness.

He told Yin Jiuyou his judgment and thoughts, hoping that he could give him some advice. Yin Jiuyou also had his own idea a long time ago, his opinion was similar to Ye Hong's, and at the same time, he also proposed that if possible, try to get as close as possible to the purple-clothed mecha monk he had met on the road to Immortal City, and find out the purpose of his visit to Hao Boxing. He always felt that it was not easy for this mecha monk to come here, and there must be some conspiracy and purpose.

For three days in a row, no one came to ask Ye Hong for questioning, and only a lame old man would bring him a bowl of brown rice and a jar of water every day, but he just put it down and left, and Ye Hong didn't talk to him, just sat cross-legged and meditated.

In the early morning of the fourth day, the sky was about to brighten, and a trace of morning light shot in through the narrow window of the cell, Ye Hong slowly opened his eyes, stood up and moved his body casually.

"Stump, trample!" came a heavy footstep and stopped at the door of his cell, followed by a "clang" of the chains on the cell door, and the door of the cell opened.

"Come out!" a low, hoarse voice came over.

Ye Hong smiled slightly, and got out of the low prison door. I saw an obese man with a big scar on his face and two strong men in black, staring at him with vicious eyes, it was the leader of the men in black who grabbed Ye Hong from the inn and put him in the cell.

"Let's go!" was probably very dissatisfied with Ye Hong's indifferent expression, and the fat man pushed Ye Hong heavily.

Ye Hong was not angry, and walked unhurriedly along the passage of the cell.

When I came to the lobby of the yamen, I saw a thick mahogany copy at the end, and a chair with a back in the back, but there was no one. Next to it was a small table, and behind it sat a green-robed scribe, who was transcribing something at the desk, and on each side was a row of strong men in black, each with a wind and fire stick, staring at Ye Hong with angry eyes.

"Lord Qiyu, the prisoner has been brought!" said the fat man, bowing down.

"Ahem", after about a cup of tea, a slightly panting voice came from the back hall, and then a pale red-robed official walked out of it.

"Kneel!" the fat man shouted sharply, and pushed Ye Hong hard.

But with Ye Hong's physical attributes comparable to that of a fifth- or sixth-level demon beast, how could ordinary mortals move him at all, no matter how the fat man pushed him, Ye Hong didn't move at all. Seeing that the red-robed official was about to sit down, the fat man was anxious, reached out and snatched a wind and fire stick from the hand of a strong man in black on the side, rounded it and swept it vigorously according to the crook of Ye Hong's legs.

Listening to the sound of the "whirring", a trace of ridicule flashed on Ye Hong's face, and with a "snap", the wind and fire stick was broken into two sections. Suddenly, except for Ye Hong, everyone in the hall was stunned, they thought that the wind and fire stick made of old ironwood would definitely knock this young man to the ground, and even break his legs. But the result was completely unexpected, the one that should have been broken was not broken, and the one that should not have been broken was broken into two sections, you must know that although the old ironwood is not the hardest in the wood, but it is also in the forefront, just hit the weak part of the other party, and it was actually broken like this, so that they can't help but wonder a little about whether the workshop that cut these hot sticks cut corners and used other inferior wood to replace the old ironwood.

But immediately, they dispelled this idea, because from the broken section of this wind and fire stick, it can be clearly seen that it is definitely the old ironwood. Suddenly, all the strong men present gasped, how could this person's body be so perverted!

"Bold! Beat me hard!" The fat man didn't expect such a result, seeing that he couldn't hurt Ye Hong, he shook off his hands that were numb from the shock, and hurriedly ordered the strong men in black on both sides to step forward together, ready to beat Ye Hong together. But as Ye Hong's indifferent gaze swept over, the strong men in black were all cold, except for a strong man with a wooden face who waved a fire stick and smashed it at Ye Hong, the rest did not make a move.

The wind and fire stick smashed into Ye Hongde's head with the sound of the wind, which was more powerful and lethal than the fat man's stick just now.

Then, everyone saw a flash of red light, and the strong man in black felt a gust of hot wind blowing in his face, and he almost lost his breath, and then his hand was light, and he lost consciousness after a sharp pain. He fell to the ground with a "plop".

The whole process took only one or two breaths, and the red-robed official had just sat down when he was frightened by the scene in front of him. Although he was the farthest away, he could see it most clearly, and after a flash of red light, the wind and fire stick in Mu Na's strong man's hand turned into some black powder and scattered all over the ground.

"Immortal Master forgiveness! Immortal Master forgiveness!" The red-robed official quickly bypassed the copywriting and came to Ye Hong and slammed to the ground, he was also a person who had seen the world, and he had already seen that Ye Hong was not a mortal.

"Send me back to the cell!" Ye Hong glanced at the back of his head in front of him lightly.

"Yes, yes, yes. Ahh

"yes, go back to the cell, don't you understand?"

"This..."The red-robed official's mind couldn't turn a little, and he said in horror: "I didn't know that the immortal master was here, and he really deserved death for doing such a big rebellious thing! This group of blind dogs under his command actually arrested the monk in prison, and now it seems that the monk is angry, and I don't know if there will be any big trouble next.

It's no wonder that he, Ye Hong wanted to go back to the cell because he wanted to wait for news from the chief monk of the Thunder Gate, but he was mistaken for angry by this official. Even Guan Wei didn't care anymore, and knelt down directly.

"Plop, plop..." Next, the strong men in black on both sides also understood, and knelt down one after another. Among them, the worst is the fat man, who thought that three or four days had passed, and no big man came forward to inquire about Ye Hong, so he thought that the fat sheep who was arrested had no backstage. I told the red-robed official last night, and I was going to charge Ye Hong with a gangster early this morning, and then kill him in the death row prisoner, and write this huge amount of money, anyway, there will be death row prisoners in the death row every few days for various reasons, and I don't care about Ye Hong alone.

Seeing Ye Hong's indifferent face just now, he instantly felt that his authority had been challenged. In order to establish his prestige under the first group, he grabbed Ye Hong on the grounds that he did not kneel down and prepared to be ruthless, and directly beat him to death. As a result, it turned out to be such a result, that he actually provoked a powerful character who he didn't even dare to provoke in his dreams. Sitting weakly on the ground, a large piece of wet under him at some point, and the "gurgling" teeth made a crisp tapping sound. It's over, next year's day will probably be my own festival!

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