Chapter 142: Prisoner

Meng Que's arms were grabbed, and he couldn't move, even if he used his strength to eat, he couldn't shake the slightest, and suddenly his fiery heart was half cold. The bald old man clasped him with one hand and shouted angrily, "What? Still want to break free from the old man's hands? If you can break free from the old man's shackles, then even if you leave, the old man will never embarrass you. โ€

Hearing this, Meng Que frowned, felt that there was still a chance, and said, "Then you have to count what you say!" โ€

The bald old man laughed and said, "The old man has always been a man of his word and will never regret it, you just try." โ€

Meng Queden's steel teeth clenched, and he even roared loudly. It's a pity that he used his strength to the fullest, but he still couldn't break free from the shackles of the old man.

"What? Can't break free? Then don't blame me for not giving you a chance! The bald old man suddenly made a move, and slashed at Meng Que's neck with a horizontal palm, Meng Que's eyes were dazzling, and a sharp pain came from his neck, and then his eyes closed and he fainted.

Carrying Meng Que who had fainted, the bald old man could not suppress the anger in his heart. I wanted to break Meng Que's hands and feet on the spot, beat him to half-paralyzed, and then bring him back to the Qian family. But when he removed his hat and sunglasses, he found that this kid was young and seemed to be only eighteen or nineteen years old.

He is also one of the five famous elders of the Qian family, and he is too vicious to a boy under the age of twenty, and if it spreads, it will be very bad for his reputation.

After weighing the pros and cons, the bald old man snorted, gave up the idea of beating him to half-paralyzed, and rushed back to the Qian tribe with him.

Things were often so unexpected that Meng Que never thought that he would be caught by the people of the Qian clan. This happened too suddenly, and the strength of the bald old man was just as Grandpa Meng Youcai said - it was too terrifying. In front of him, Meng Que had no certainty that he would be able to escape.

Meng Que, who was fainting, only felt that he was staggering as if he was floating in the boundless sea, and then a huge wave pushed himself and slammed into a huge rock, which was extremely painful.

I don't know how long it took, but a cold and piercing feeling enveloped his body, and finally froze him back to reality from his fantasy. When you open your eyes, the first thing that comes into view is a lamp, a huge luxury Western lamp.

Then around the lamp was the white ceiling, Meng Que snorted in pain, the sharp pain in his neck that made him unable to move a bit. The cold feeling continued to come, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a wet piece of his body, and only then did he remember that he had been knocked unconscious before, and he should have been splashed with a basin of cold water just now.

"Awake?" An old voice sounded softly, and then five figures surrounded from far and near.

Meng Que rolled his eyes and immediately saw the appearance of these five people. Among these five people, one bald old man was the one who knocked him unconscious before, and the other four old men looked very similar, but one of them was as thin as a dry wood, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, and he was the person who asked him just now.

Oops, the first word that came to Meng Que's mind when he came back to his senses was "Oops!" If these five old guys are not expected, they should be the five elders of the Qian family that Grandpa Meng Youcai often mentioned before, and the five old monsters with extremely strong strength.

What can I do? If it falls into their hands, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape again. Is this the end of my life?

"Son of the Wang family, have you finally woken up?" The bald old man snorted coldly and continued: "Those old immortals in your family are too shameless, even a stinky boy like you was sent out to carry out a mission, isn't there anyone in your family?" โ€

Meng Que was silent, knowing that it was better to say less at this time, once something was exposed, there would be no place to die. Now these old immortals all think that they are members of the Wang family, and they don't know what purpose they didn't kill themselves, but since they didn't kill them, it means that they still have other purposes.

This is not bad news, at least for the time being, my life is not in danger. But there is also a premise, that is, they can't let them know that they are members of the Meng family, if they know that they are not the Wang family but the descendants of the Meng family, which should have been extinct a long time ago, they will definitely be ruthless immediately, without the slightest mercy.

"Hehe, what, is this kid dumb?" A short old man sneered, kicked Meng Que with his foot, and said.

The bald old man's face changed, he was hideous and violent, bent down and slapped Meng Que's face, and said, "The little ghost of the Wang family, you don't want to pretend to be dumb with me, the old man heard what you said." โ€

Meng Que was slapped by him, his face was hot and painful, he glared angrily, but he still didn't say a word. He knew very well that if he continued to pretend to be dumb, he would be beaten at best, and if he did, if he missed the slightest thing, it would be fatal.

"Playing hard with me?" The bald old man had the most violent temper, and his left and right hands suddenly attacked at the same time, slapping Meng Que vigorously. Dozens of slaps almost swollen Meng Que's face, "I want to see if your mouth is hard or my slap is hard." โ€

The other four old men looked at each other coldly, and did not express any opinions. The bald old man continued to slap until he slapped more than two hundred times, and the corners of Meng Que's mouth were bleeding, and he stopped.

"Muddy boy, I didn't expect your mouth to be really hard!" The bald old man suddenly took out a knife from his body and said, "Since you are not afraid of fighting, then I will cut off your hands and feet to see if your mouth is still so hard." โ€

Cutting hands and feet? Meng Que was so frightened by this sentence that the pores of his whole body stood upside down, and he was just about to say a few perfunctory words. The skinny old man stopped the bald old man and said, "Third brother, don't make a big fuss, this young man should have followed other Wang clan people out to experience at a young age." He must not be able to ask anything, so tomorrow we will take him to the Wang clan to ask for the guilt. โ€

When the bald old man heard this, his movements stopped, the knife in his hand was tucked into his sleeve, and he hummed: "Okay, let your hands and feet go for the time being." โ€

The thin old man smiled faintly: "Tomorrow, we will arrest this kid and ask the Wang family for ten times the compensation, if they don't compensate, then this kid will be handed over to you at your disposal at that time." After a pause, he continued: "In addition to this kid, it seems that there are still nine people who have not been captured, and it is not too late to ask if there is anything to say after they are all captured." โ€

The other four old men also felt justified when they heard this, and they all nodded their heads. Then he summoned a man who looked like a bodyguard and ordered him to take Meng Que down.

Being able to fall to this point is something that Meng Que never expected. Luckily escaped the chopping of hands and feet, so frightened that the nerves of his whole body are still in a tense state, and he was tied by the middle-aged man with a rope, and then he carried him on his shoulders and walked out of the glorious hall leisurely.

As he left the hall, Meng Que glanced back at the five elders of the Qian family. The strength of those five perverts is beyond imagination, and I didn't think it was right when I heard my grandfather say it before, but it wasn't until I tried it myself that I knew what it meant to have a sky outside the sky and someone outside the world. If you want to surpass or reach the strength level of these five old monsters, I'm afraid you have to increase your strength by ten or even a hundred times.

The moon outside the house is in the middle of the day, and I don't know exactly when it is. Meng Que was tightly tied, just like a big zongzi. The middle-aged man carried him, and he didn't know where to go.

The hot pain on his cheeks was as if he had been slashed with a knife a few times, and Meng Que secretly swore that this shame would be repaid a hundred times in the future! And the first priority is to get out of this hellish place.

How do I escape? This is the headquarters of the Qian family, and if you want to escape from here, I am afraid it will be more difficult than ascending to the sky. If you want to escape, you must take secret action, and you must not let any of the five old monsters of the Qian family find out.

continued to keep his mouth shut and said nothing, letting the middle-aged man carry him, and then walked into another courtyard step by step. The courtyard here is actually a huge training ground, with all kinds of fighting weapons and even various series of firearms.

Meng Que was carried by a middle-aged man through the venue and walked in through the back door of an antique building, and then entered the basement and was thrown directly into a large iron cage.

The entire basement was dim, except for a lamp with a tiny wattage that shone weakly. To put it bluntly, an iron cage is a cell, a cell made of special materials.

The middle-aged man closed the iron door, locked the cell door with a special lock, and then left without saying a word.

After he left, Meng Que first inspected the surrounding environment, but because he entered here from the outside, the darkness here was much thicker than the outside. Even with a faint light, it was difficult to see from a little distance.

Without much thought, he quickly released a ball of flame, burned the rope on his body, and then pounced on the door of the cage, trying to tear off the lock that locked the door. And after several efforts, the lock did not move. If you look closely, you can see that the whole cell, including the lock, is neither made of steel nor made of copper and aluminum, its material is very special, and when you touch it, there is a cold and piercing feeling, and its hardness is far more than ten times that of steel.

No matter whether Meng Que attacked it with brute force or fire, he couldn't move it at all, and suddenly a dull and eerie laugh sounded in the dark cellโ€”โ€”โ€” "Hehehaha...... Since you can play with fire, it must be a kid of the Wang family, right? When you come here, you're dead trying to escape...... Hey...... Haha......"

This sudden eerie laugh startled Meng Que a lot, turned around suddenly, and shouted in the direction where the laughter came from: "Who is it?" โ€