After the accommodation was done, within half an hour, someone naturally brought the food and drink together. These were all arranged at the request of Gu Wang. After the meal and rest until the evening, it is time to start the business.

"You've got it?" In the study on the second floor, Jiang Twelve looked at the mountain scenery in the distance and said.

"Yes. This is all the information about Song Ci, as well as the information about his appeal. However, it is obvious that a lot has been erased by people with intentions. Putting a stack of documents in front of Jiang Twelve, Table Qing'er yawned and went out. It seems that for the bed outside, she will never get enough sleep.

Seeing this, Jiang Twelve didn't do much to stop it. Let her go.

“... A typical case of fraud... This Song Ci is too gullible to others. "Although a lot of the content has been hidden, there are still general experiences.

This Song Ci is also a little ambitious. When I met a few people, I started talking about investors after I got some things, but I was very smart. Learning is a very fast thing for a titled ghost king. It's just that the rules and regulations are very complicated. Song Ci doesn't have the energy to deal with so much alone, especially the current business contracts, which need to be seen carefully.

In the end, Song Ci was the top of the tank, and his companion ran away with the money....

“... This matter should not be difficult to deal with... A trace of doubt flashed in his heart, and Jiang Twelve didn't think too much about it. Anyway, Song Ci is here, that's it. As long as he promises himself. This fraud case is a trivial matter.

When he came upstairs, Jiang Twelve went to call the two uncles to get up. Then he naturally opened the road in front and went straight to the No. 1 suite of Tianzi where Song Ci was.

Along the way, the warden had already made arrangements. There was no one blocking Jiang Twelve's way at all, and the road was smooth. Before he could come to the door of Song Ci's cell, Jiang Twelve's eyes had gradually widened.

This prison building. Noticeably different. Often, the cells we know are all iron lattice. And here, each one is a luxurious European-style door. And there is also a code door lock on it. The size of each room, let alone 100 square meters.

Is this stepping horse a prison? This is not a hotel?!!

There were a few in particular, and the doors of the prisons were clearly specially ordered. Song Ci's Tianzi No. 1 is a large suite with a double luxury wooden door... This... It's too spicy....

When he came to the door, Jiang Twelve held his breath and knocked lightly on the door a few times. Haven't waited for the exit yet. Song Ci's shouts came from inside.

"If you don't let someone Song get the snow on his grievances, you still don't waste time!" This scolding, the three people outside the door who listened to it smiled bitterly. How can this underworld judge be unforgiving?

Without continuing to speak, Jiang Twelve took the initiative to take a step back and gave up the position of the gate to these two masters. Bao Zheng naturally didn't want to open it hard when he saw this, but Kou Zhun couldn't control it so much.

"Boom!" One of Kou Zhun's thighs went straight to the door, but the lock was strong and smooth. Kou Zhun kicked a hole in the door panel with one thigh, and with all his strength, he stepped directly into it with one thigh.

The sound of breaking the door was naturally heard by Song Ci inside. When I turned around, I saw a big hairy leg standing on the inside of the door through the door panel.

"Whose hairy leg is this horse!! Even if it's tempting, give me Song Ci a girl!! Anyway, this is too sudden!! "It doesn't matter if Song Ci complains. Jiang Twelve almost laughed out of a fart with a 'poof'.

This Kou Zhun was originally full of momentum, and he was wearing his pants. Who knew that the doorway only let the leg pass, but the pants were stuck in the root of the thigh...

"Haha!" Jiang Twelve didn't dare to laugh. Bao Zheng laughed out loud. There are a lot of ugly people, that's what I'm talking about.

Bao Zheng's smile, Song Ci's angry scolding, Jiang Twelve's laughter, and Kou Zhun's old face turned red. The right leg that stepped through the door rested on his toes and slammed back a little.

At this moment, Kou Zhun's face turned fierce, and when the right leg was retracted to the neck, the left leg suddenly moved forward!! The location of the aim is the lock!!

"Huo!" As he advanced with his left foot, his bare right thigh was pierced by the broken wooden thorn in the doorway. Although the skin is not broken, it is a little itchy. Under this move, the direction of the left foot is a little off... Again, it was aimed at the left door panel...

"Boom!" Ground thud. Another big hairy leg is sent in....

"Hey!! Which one of these horses is deadly! Send another thigh! Neurotic!! Strange screams, Song Ci felt insulted.

Originally, that big hairy leg was about to be taken back, who would have thought that another one would suddenly come in!! Hemp eggs!! I don't play with it!!

The ghost qi flashed, Song Ci came directly to the inner door and opened the door directly.

As soon as they were pulled apart, they were not completely torn apart. This Kou Zhun's two legs are still hanging on the door panel, and his body is in the middle, so naturally he can't open it. The crack in the door had to be separated by a face.

It doesn't matter if Song Ci opens the door. Kou Zhun's old face was directly cast into Song Ci's eyes. Looking down at the big scuds that are separated by the door panels on both sides.... With that embarrassing and shy smile from Kou Zhun...

"Vomit !!" As soon as he turned his head, Song Ci vomited directly....

It's not the form of this Kou Zhun and the smell on his body. It's just pure disgusting... I feel sick in my heart....

"Mr. Song, misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Holding back the smile on his face, Jiang Twelve hurriedly stepped forward to explain. And Bao Zheng flashed his ghost qi and went directly into the room. Kou Zhun naturally followed.

Of course, he didn't forget to put his trouser leg down...

"Gross!! Wait... Vomit! "I feel that these people have no ill will. Song Ci hurriedly waved his hand and signaled to wait a while...

After vomiting for more than ten minutes, Song Ci turned around and looked at a few people.

"You're Jiang Twelve, right?" Looking at Jiang Twelve, Song Ci first patted his chest and said. It was disgusting just now.

"Yes." Nodding at Song Ci, Jiang Twelve's gaze turned, and his fingers flicked a black flame over it, directly burning those filthy things. The cashmere carpet in this room has not even touched a single hair.

"Not bad." Song Ci was very satisfied with this hand performance. It seems that Jiang Twelve's strength is not blowing up balloons! This flame is playing very slippery already.

"I use it to light cigarettes."

"Haha. OK. I know you Jiang Twelve, who are those two ghost kings? Walking to the window, Song Ci said lightly.

"Ask us who we are, Bright Guy, and you'll know." Looking at Song Ci's back, the wine jug in Kou Zhun's hand suddenly glowed with golden light.

Subsequently, on Bao Zheng's forehead, the lower quarter moon exuded a faint white moonlight. The sudden change in this scene made Song Ci's body stiffen. Then he laughed heartily three times.

"Hahaha!!"

I don't know where Song Ci took out a book, Jiang Twelve didn't see the name clearly. It's just that the book emitted an earthy yellow glow and flew behind Song Ci.

Since then, three judges have been present. The battle with each other has also begun.

(End of chapter)