Magic!

Dozens of arresters from the six doors were dispatched at the same time to arrest Jia San, but Jia San suddenly turned into six or seven people and rushed into the crowd.

"Oops!"

"Bastard, you don't want to live anymore."

"Can't find death?"

Now the characters in this drunken moon building are all well-known names in the rivers and lakes, and it is natural that they can't be good-tempered if they can mix in the rivers and lakes to this day.

Several Jia San rushed into the crowd at the same time, creating chaos, and the group of hunters from the six doors hurriedly chased after them, which immediately caused a conflict between the others and the group of catchers from the six doors.

The people in the rivers and lakes are one day a day, and basically their temper is not very good, and the six doors are used to being rampant and domineering in the capital.

At first, it was just a few arguments, but soon a fight broke out.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The hall on the first floor of the Drunken Moon Building was in a mess, and there was no peace at all, and both sides had a real fire.

And in this process, the real Jia San quietly disappeared into the crowd and walked towards the outside of the Zuiyue Building.

"It's not good, Jia San is going to run away!" In the private room on the second floor, Ruthless's expression changed and he exclaimed.

Zhu Hefeng smiled lightly and said, "If this is the case, he can still run away." Then I really want to ask the emperor, isn't it true that he has six doors for idle food? ”

Boom!

As he spoke, on the first floor of the Drunken Moon Building, he changed again.

Several Jia San who were mixed in the crowd suddenly disappeared without a trace, but the real Jia San had already come to the door.

You can rush out at any time.

However, seeing that freedom and light were just around the corner, Jia San was never able to step this last distance.

A huge force suddenly came from Jia San's body, and the whole person was lifted, and he didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.

"A bunch of trash!"

A cold drink sounded, spreading throughout the entire Drunken Moon Tower. Subsequently, those six doors that had already hit the real fire all reacted, and their faces showed a look of shame, and they subconsciously separated.

Swish!

Everyone looked in the direction from which the voice came from, and saw a man in a black robe appear at the door of the restaurant. And in his hands, he also carried Jia San.

"God Catcher."

Everyone exclaimed in unison.

Syllable!

The god catcher Liu Jiyan personally arrived, making everyone in the building react, and a farce ended.

All the six doors retreated in shame and came to Liu Jiyan's side. Liu Jiyan looked around at these useless subordinates in front of him with hatred, and threw Jia San, who was in his hand, out of his hand.

Boom!

Jia San slammed into a table, smashing all the dishes on the table, along with the mahogany table.

"Oops!" Jia San let out a miserable scream, his whole body ached, but before he could stand up, Qi Shu's sword was aimed at him.

"God Catcher." A capable catcher grabbed the burden brought by Jia San and sent it to the god catcher Liu Jiyan.

Swish!

The god of catching pinched a few handfuls on top of the burden, a trace of sharpness crossed the depths of his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Jia San, where is your connector?" ”

Jia San was quickly pressed by the crowd to get up from the ground, and sneered: "If you say it, you will die, if you don't say it, you will die." ”

"Do you think I'm going to be so stupid?"

In the end, Jia San closed his eyes stiffly and put on a look of closing his eyes and waiting for death.

The god catcher looked at him disdainfully and said, "At least, you can die happily!" ”

In the end, the god of catching a meaningful look at the crowd around him.

Click!

Cracking sound!

Swish!

Naturally, there will be no shortage of torture masters among the six doors, and when you hear the words of the god of hunting, among these arrests present, those well-known torture masters all began to move their hands and feet meaningfully, and their originally indifferent eyes also became bloodthirsty, and the eyes cast at Jia San were like looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

Facing those bloodthirsty eyes, Jia San's whole body trembled, how terrible the punishment in the six-door prison was, even if he hadn't personally experienced it, he had heard of it.

I believe that even the eighteenth layer of hell is nothing more than that!

"I ...... I say. Jia San trembled with fright and said in silence.

"Say." The word came out of the catcher's mouth.

Jia San's eyes rolled, and he said word by word: "My connector is ......"

Who is it?

All those who knew the inside story of this arrest pricked up their ears, wanting to know who the person who connected with Jia San was.

However, just when Jia San was about to say the name of the person he was connected with, an unexpected accident happened.

Sou!

A crunch sounded.

"Ahh Jia San's mouth let out a miserable scream, and his complexion, which was still somewhat ruddy, turned pitch black.

He only had time to let out a scream before he fell down on his back, and the stinking blood flowed out of his mouth, which was shocking.

Syllable!

The surrounding catchers couldn't have imagined that in front of them, Jia San actually died like this, and there was a trace of panic in their eyes.

Sou!

The corner of the godcatcher's eyes stirred, and a trace of cold and ruthless murderous intent emerged, and he grabbed it with his hand and grabbed it towards a corner.

Syllable!

A small green and crisp snake fell into the hands of the god catcher, and the little snake struggled violently in the hands of the god catcher, and a fishy smell permeated the air.

A venomous snake!

Tear and pull!

On the other side, those catchers also began to inspect Jia San's body, and soon found a clearly visible wound on his foot, oozing a little blood.

Snake bite wounds!

Poof!

The clue has arrived in front of him, but in front of him, the only clue has been killed like this.

The face of the god of capture turned blue, and he pinched the snake in his hand to death.

Syllable!

The snake corpse was thrown into the arms of a catcher next to him, and he said unceremoniously: "Take the corpse of this snake, and after you go back, identify it to see if anyone knows what the origin of this snake is." ”

"Yes." All the catchers agreed in unison.

"Let's go!" The god of catching unwillingly looked around the entire Drunken Moon Tower, the flames burned in his eyes, and he shook his cloak and ordered.

"Yes." Dozens of catchers said in frustration, followed behind the catcher, and left here together.

And after they left, everyone present tacitly forgot what had just happened.

What to do, or what to do.

In the hall on the first floor, the messy sundries were cleaned up, and in the private rooms on the second floor, nobles continued to talk about the wind and the moon.

Syllable!

Ruthlessly clenched the chopsticks in his hand, making a crisp sound, and a trace of anger appeared on his pretty face.