In the end, the matter naturally came forward to stop it, after all, Wu Haotian's gang was too violent, and Liu Gang's gang who directly hit him cried and shouted. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoYou must know that the Black Prison does not have the traditional fancy true qi martial arts, but the crispness and fullness of the fists to the flesh.

The fights and brawls in the black prison are often bloody, only the two sides are not too much, and the black prison side is still turning a blind eye, but if it continues to fight like Wu Haotian, it will really kill people!

Wu Haotian made a name for himself today, since then, many black prison prisoners who passed by Wu Haotian's side have glanced at Wu Haotian with a little jealousy, Liu Gang has been arrogant and domineering in recent years, and no one can cure him, but Wu Haotian's appearance has actually changed this situation.

No one dared to underestimate this handsome and young teenager anymore! In my mind, I often think of the young man whose eyes flashed red, punching at Liu Gang one after another.

"This kid is really exciting! This is the kind of person that the black prison wants, and in recent years, the black prison has been too quiet. Wu Haotian's appearance can just stir up this troubled water. Liu Taijun was holding a stone in his hand, and his two fingers were constantly rubbing against the stone, looking as if he was manicure.

The prison environment is too simple, in order to ensure safety, no nail clippers, scissors, knives, any sharp weapons can appear in the black prison, so if you want to show off your nails in the black prison, only those rough stones on the ground.

Qin Dashan glanced at Liu Tiejun's hand, then shifted his gaze to Room 157 in the depths of the darkness, swallowed his saliva, and said: "This guy is really violent, a little young, I'm still more optimistic, it can be our Black Prison No. 1 Prison, Liu Gang is just a little Luo Luo, the real master hasn't surfaced yet, the kid you said is just the right thing to stir up this troubled water, I don't agree with it."

This guy is too immature, if it were me, I would definitely not be so impulsive to do it with Liu Gang, as soon as I do this, this kid's strength will be exposed, and also, this kid is too composed, you can also see the situation at the time, this kid was obviously teased by Liu Gang, and he still has to cultivate and cultivate, just right, the black prison is a good place. ”

Liu Taijun didn't agree with Qin Dashan's point of view: "Don't you think that in this black prison, as long as you have strength, it is king, on the contrary, this new number is not bad, and I can't see through this guy." It always feels dangerous. ”

Qin Dashan smiled and did not continue to speak. Regarding Liu Taijun's words, he maintained a certain skeptical attitude.

Although there are not many people who have come in in the past few years, there are also many people of the level of teenagers, but most of them choose to live a comfortable life in the black prison.

Of course Wu Haotian doesn't understand these truths, at this moment he opened the package, he still doesn't know how to distribute these cigarettes and sundries, he doesn't see this prison very thoroughly, the people inside don't really know each other, if you blindly send cigarettes, this is undoubtedly stupid.

Looking at the hot potato in his hand, Wu Haotian finally put it in a dark compartment under the bed, which Wu Haotian had nothing to do last night, and there was often a mezzanine under the bed arranged by the black prison for them, and if they didn't pay attention, they would definitely be ignored.

Wu Haotian, who had put his things away, began to sit up straight and think about how to go next.

The information exposed by Wuji Dao people today is too important, completely subverting his cognition, his impression of his grandfather is a stubborn old man, who likes to lean on the back chair, make a pot of tea and bask in the sun, no different from the old man of someone else's home.

The only information I still know, my grandfather has killed a lot of cabinet devils in the past, as Wu Haotian, who has been baptized by compulsory education since he was a child, is naturally very patriotic, when he knows that his grandfather has many fewer devils, Wu Haotian sincerely worships it from the bottom of his heart.

But now, how did grandpa get out of the relationship with the people in the ancient martial arts world? His grandfather is undoubtedly ordinary in his later years, and he will not find it different when he is thrown on the street.

Thinking about it carefully, Wu Haotian found a big suspicion.

I remember that when my grandfather died, Wu Haotian was very young, but I was particularly impressed by one thing, that is, my grandfather's last years were taken away by a group of soldiers.

It is said that the state took into account the peculiarity of the grandfather's merits and took him to a special military hospital to receive better treatment.

At that time, the grandfather acquiesced, and his parents didn't say anything, after all, no matter how much he couldn't delay the old man's illness.

A month later, the soldiers brought their grandfather's urn.

Although it was difficult to accept this reality, Wu's father and Wu's mother were relieved to think that the old man was tortured by illness in the end.

Sometimes, for the elderly, perhaps this is the real relief.

At the beginning, Wu Haotian didn't doubt this matter, but now that Wu Haotian thought about it from the mouth of the Wuji Daoist, he felt that things were not so simple.

Could it be that the urn brought back by the mysterious soldiers was not grandpa's?

Grandpa didn't die?

Thinking of this amazing information, Wu Haotian felt that his breathing was short.

But soon, he calmed down, and this was the test that Martial Arts had given him.

If grandpa didn't die, why didn't he refuse to see himself, didn't he want to see his parents, is there something unspeakable?

At the beginning, the expression of Wuji Daoist when he said the news of his grandfather was constantly amplified by Wu Haotian, and it seemed that there was no sadness and affection at all, as if he had said an extremely ordinary thing.

Wu Haotian has nothing to do with his grandfather's life and death, what he relates to is the message behind this matter.

Does it have something to do with that game of chess?

Nine Soul Lock, Mu Yuntian, Grandpa, Huaxia Guardian, Black Flag, many lines seem so simple and ordinary, but now that Wu Haotian thinks about it, it sets off stormy waves.

Are you a chess player, or a chess piece that has been controlled by others?

Wu Haotian was stupid and couldn't tell the difference, and now it was useless to think about it by himself, so he had to find another opportunity to talk to Wuji Daoist.

Then the only one who continues to stay in the black prison is hopefully something that will surface here.

Wu Haotian is not a person who prepares for a rainy day, but coming to the black prison has kept him away from the impetuous society, which can make him better calm down and think about something.

But this reflection was soon interrupted.

There was a loud sound coming from the iron door of the prison, and Wu Haotian knew that someone was knocking on the door again.

From the crack in the door, Wu Haotian found that it was actually Liu Gang, who had almost no combat effectiveness who had been beaten by himself just now, and there was an old man standing behind him with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The old man seemed to be a little thin and haggard in Wu Haotian's eyes, and there were some deep wrinkles on his neck, almost connected together, as if he was a little old.

There were still some brown spots on the cheeks, which were benign skin cancers caused by the sun's reflection on the tropical sea, and it was certainly not sun-kissed in this black prison, so the little old man should have stayed in that hot place when he was outside.

The brown spots spread from the sides of his face, his hands were behind his back, a little hunchbacked, and when Wu Haotian swept to the old man's arm, he found that the old man's arm was like dead wood, with a deep and long scar. But none of these scars are new.

An old man with a story, this is Wu Haotian's first reaction.

Scanning his gaze further, he found that everything on the old man's body looked very ancient, except for the eyes, which were as blue as the sea, with a hint of laughter and stubbornness.

Wu Haotian did not hurriedly open the door, but looked at Liu Gang with interest, at this moment Liu Gang did not have the temperament of flying and domineering, and he was like a child who had made a mistake in front of the old man.

Old man, it's not simple. This was Wu Haotian's second reaction.

The soldiers came to block the water and cover the earth, but Wu Haotian finally opened the door.

"Squeak!" The sound of opening the door made Liu Gang a little alert, but he still raised his head, and when he saw Wu Haotian's face in the real sense, a trace of anger flashed in his heart, but this anger was fleeting, because he knew the purpose of his coming here.