"Miss Prison, please take a seat." Jun Fengtian invited the prison painting to the table. The prison painting was not polite, and sat directly in the position arranged by Jun Fengtian. Meng Yunhai and Jun Fengtian sat down next to her.

In this way, the nine-person escort team naturally had no chance to sit next to the prison painting, and they wanted to speak, but they were embarrassed to speak because Mr. Jun and Meng Yunhai were embarrassed, and they looked at the prison painting curiously.

"Miss Prison, this time I mainly want to introduce you to a friend, this one next to you, Meng Lao." Jun Fengtian introduced himself to the prison painting, raised his head, but saw Meng Yunhai shaking his head at him, and hurriedly changed his words: "Mr. Meng." ”

Meng Yunhai hugged his fists and said: "Miss Prison, last time you broke the formation below, you knew that there was a master in the world." When Mr. Chongjun inquired, he learned that it was Miss Prison's handwriting. So I immediately came from Wutai Mountain, just to see the demeanor of Miss Prison. When I saw it today, I realized that Miss Prison was by no means a layman like me, and it was really an honor to get to know her. ”

This was said in an extremely stammering manner, and several other people present were even more dumbfounded. This Meng Yunhai is too humble to prison paintings, right? This time, they also have to think carefully about their attitude towards prison painting. Especially Jun Fengtian, he used to just treat prison paintings as young people who were about the same as those masters under him. But now, looking at Meng Yunhai's attitude towards prison paintings, he may need to re-acquaint himself with prison paintings.

The prison painting didn't feel anything wrong with the compliment of a cultivator. She waved her hand and said, "I am like-minded with Mr. Jun, and Uncle Meng is a friend of Mr. Jun. ”

Meng Yunhai nodded and said, "Yes, yes." ”

Despite this, everyone present could see that Meng Yunhai was still very respectful, and there was no relaxation with his friends on his face. Jun Fengtian knew that this was a signal from Meng Yunhai to him. This prison painting must be treated respectfully.

"Miss Prison, the matter you asked me to check is already clear." Jun Fengtian knew what prison painting was interested in, and went straight to the point.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, Prison Painting immediately asked with a twinkle in his eyes, "What did you find?" ”

"After I contacted Huang Hu, I installed a pinhole camera with the latest technology on him, and I got a general idea of the location and scale of the place. The entire arena was forbidden to take pictures, and my people didn't find any shields around, but the arena as a whole was covered with a kind of magnetic field, and any electronic devices that went in would fail. I suspect that there is a master who has set up a formation there. As he spoke, he glanced at Meng Yunhai and continued: "Later, Mr. Meng also went to see that formation, it was a very high-grade formation, and it was difficult for him to crack. ”

Prison Painting didn't expect that Feng Sha Lane's gladiatorial arena would actually invite a master to sit in the town, no wonder he acted arrogantly and recklessly. She nodded and said: "The production capacity of Longchang has developed to this point today, Feng Jiahu will not be as simple as a businessman. Business giants often cherish their lives more than normal people, and there are more enemies, so it is reasonable to invite a master to take charge. ”

Jun Fengtian's expression was a little heavy: "Yes." That's why I've gathered people from all walks of life to help me. To tell you the truth, I am one of Feng Jiahu's enemies. I did these things to seek revenge on him one day, to get back what belongs to me! ”

Prison Painting smiled and nodded. Actually, these

She already knew about it, and it was great that Jun Fengtian could tell her by himself.

"Mr. Jun, where there is a will, there is a way. I believe you. ”

"Thank you, Miss Prison." Jun Fengtian paused and continued: "Because of the formation, the pinhole camera didn't capture the picture after passing through the parking lot. So I arranged for someone to disguise themselves as audience members and blend in. ”

"The car driven by the spectators is parked in the parking lot of the Maeyama Resort, and the colosseum will send a unified vehicle to pick it up. The audience will be blindfolded during the process, so the exact location is not known. Outside the Colosseum there is a parking lot for their off-road vehicles that pick up and drop off spectators. ”

"The Colosseum charges up to 50,000 yuan for admission to the audience, and there is a gambling game. The Colosseum is the dealer, and in addition to earning ticket money, he also makes money on the gambling game. I roughly calculated that their turnover was in the tens of millions a day. ”

Tens of millions a day? That's not a small number. With the development of the entire back mountain, I am afraid that the turnover of this day will be able to recover the capital, and even if the salaries of the personnel are deducted, the dividends of shareholders will not be less. That's a huge profit! It's a pity that this money is earned on the basis of many lives and animal lives.

"I also found something interesting." Jun Fengtian's face suddenly became mysterious. The prison painting looked at him in surprise and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"I found out that one of the six shareholders in this gladiatorial arena is playing ghosts."

"Who?"

"The son of the Gangneung Group, Jiangbei Eagle."

Prison Painting's eyelids jumped and said, "Let's hear it." ”

Jun Fengtian told the prison painting in detail about what he found out that day. It turned out that on that day, Jiangbei Ying placed a bet in the casino in his own name. The audience didn't know who the owner of the gladiatorial arena was, so they, the shareholders, often bet on it, and no one cared. However, Jiangbei Eagle went to the backstage after placing a bet and secretly injured the person who played that day. In this way, the win rate of the Beast Challenger is greatly reduced. And Jiangbei Eagle, who failed to buy the challenger, made a lot of money, among which, as a dealer's gladiatorial arena, he also lost some money.

"This matter, Jiangbei Ying did it behind the back of everyone in the gladiatorial arena, and it seems that he is familiar with the road, so he should do it often." Leaving the King's Landing Hotel, the words that Jun Fengtian said echoed in his mind. Jiangbei Eagle is digging the corner of the gladiatorial arena. If Feng Sha knew about this, he didn't know what his reaction would be.

However, this crucial news was suppressed by the prison painting, and she felt that now was not a favorable time to let Feng Sha know about Jiangbei Ying's matter, they also needed to plan well and use good steel on the blade.

When I got home and pushed the door open, I saw Xue Yan sitting on the sofa reading a magazine. It was cosy and cozy, and it looked as casual as being in your own home.

Prison Painting couldn't help but roll his eyes. This man, who occupies her husband's name, really treats himself as an outsider.

"I'm back." Xue Yan put down the magazine in his hand and looked at the prison painting with a smile. Looking at this sunny smile, the dissatisfaction in the heart of the prison painting immediately disappeared, and was replaced by a burst of heat on his cheeks.

Sure enough, to be good-looking is to take advantage. He smiled, she forgot why she was angry.

"Hey." Prison Painting sighed helplessly and said: "I brought the person back, the body is gone, you can take the ghost." As she spoke, she raised her left hand, and a translucent soul floated out of the bracelet drawn in prison.

The Yushan Daoist who was released looked at Xue Yan in front of him tremblingly. As a brand-new ghost, he was very afraid of the Hades aura exuded by Xue Yan's body, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

Xue Yan didn't bother with him at all, and directly waved his hand to put it into the void. The prison painting was blinded by his hand, and he circled around Xue Yan three times, studying up and down, and asked, "Where is Xuding?" Can you let me in and have a look? ”

"Yes. Do you want to enter my void? Xue Yan said with a smile. It's just that the smile looked too ambiguous, and the prison painting immediately sensed the smell of danger, shook his head and refused: "Don't." ”

Xue Yan sighed lightly when he heard this: "It's a pity. I've always wanted to take you. ”

In his heart, he secretly scolded this man for being hateful. Isn't it just to discuss the issue of the void, as for the ambiguity?

She was about to speak, but she heard Wu Qi complain: "Master, this fat woman is too noisy, when are you going to let her out?" ”

Only then did he remember that Liu Mei was still in her storage bracelet, and hurriedly released Liu Mei and Wu Qi together.

"Ahh Liu Mei, who fell to the ground, was very frightened of this unfamiliar environment, hugged her knees and looked around, and then saw the prison paintings and Xue Yan standing together to study her.

"What did you bring her for? Do you want to make dinner for the black horse? ”

"I, I need to do an experiment with her. Do you remember the fat scraping charm? I used one today. ”

"How's it going?"

"It's so good. Just use it to shave off all the fat in the body, so it doesn't seem appropriate to use it to reduce fat. ”

"Take out the rune paper and show it to me."

Just being scared half to death by a talking wolf in a closed space, and when she came out and heard that the prison painting was going to use her for experiments, Liu Mei's heart had already endured too much fright today, and she couldn't bear it, so she fainted directly.

"She fainted."

"It's better to faint, and it won't be so troublesome to experiment with her later. Well, this is a fat scraping charm that doesn't hurt to use, you can see if you can use it. ”

Xue Yan nodded, looked at the rune paper taken out of the prison painting carefully, shook his head and said, "No, this one is the same as the one you used today, I'll improve it for you." His fingers ran over the rune paper. I saw that the golden characters on those rune papers flickered, and their shapes changed slightly.

"You can try it now. Apply to the area where you need to scrape the fat first, then blow on it. Adjust the intensity of the blow according to the amount of fat you need to remove, and it's up to you to pump as much as you want. ”

Prison Painting picked up a piece of talisman paper and asked a little nervously, "You won't scrape it all at once, will you?" ”

"Don't worry." Xue Yan said with a smile. "This is something you want to use as a side hustle, can I not be serious!"

The prison painting glared at him, but did not speak, but took the rune paper and pasted it directly on Liu Mei's exposed thick calves, and then blew lightly on the rune paper.