Chapter 505 should be used to accumulate virtue for his youngest son (ask for subscriptions, rewards)

Although Qiao Ju didn't want to agree to Ji Chang's request, after all, this little request didn't meet the regulations in the police station.

However, extrajudicial kindness and human affection are always there, and Qiao Ju is not such a ruthless person.

Soon, a police officer served two plates of side dishes, which were more particular, a plate of peanuts and a plate of beef in half sauce.

At least a combination of meat and vegetables, and a bottle of two pots, it is basically perfect.

People often say that the fight on the wine table defeats the Buddha, it is peanuts, especially fried peanuts, basically a wine banquet past, this dish has the most left, that is, there is another title - Oriental Undefeated.

Ji Chang was satisfied with these two dishes, and arranged for the police to close the door, leaving only Ji Chang and Badao in the interrogation room.

Ji Chang opened the bottle of the fifty-two degree second pot head, casually swept to the overlord knife who was a little old, but still had blazing eyes, and smiled indifferently: "You and I are old acquaintances, let's talk?"

Ji Chang poured two cups of two pots each, about two halves of the glass, each person poured it full, and he didn't care whether he drank it or not, he first picked up the peanuts, ate two bites, and then sandwiched a piece of tripe, chewing it very vigorously, and then he picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

It's almost the same as the image of those old peasants in my hometown.

However, Ji Chang didn't feel embarrassed at all, and even felt that it was very comfortable to eat and drink like this.

You don't need to drink a lot of meat, you don't need to be accompanied by beautiful women, you don't need to toast a bunch of bad customs, you just need to have something to say, and you can communicate directly.

Ba Dao proudly twisted his cheeks to the side, not even looking at Ji Chang.

The hero has his own arrogant backbone, even in the face of death, he can still be calm and calm.

Ji Chang was not in a hurry, and continued to drink and eat.

This time, Ji Chang drank half a cup directly, and then looked at Badao: "Do you know how I knew that you were a dog?"

Ji Chang asked this question, a little vicious. Everyone has fallen into this situation, and they even scold others for being dogs!

"With what I know about you, in the past five years, although you have had adventures, you must not be able to learn this kind of kung fu!"

Ji Chang ignored the matter of overlord sword and didn't look at himself, and said to himself, "I'm not talking about sword skills, but about your martial arts!"

As soon as Ji Chang's words came out, he was a calm and calm sword, and the expression on his face finally became a little moved.

His face twisted towards Ji Chang, his eyes stared at Ji Chang, still showing a proud state.

But the waves have risen in my heart.

"Wudang learned it, right?"

Ji Chang grinned, his smile contained a touch of disdain, "And you're not an authentic disciple, you can only be regarded as an outer disciple of the outer sect at most." ”

"You are like ......"

Ba Dao finally spoke, and a look of horror burst out of his eyes.

"Don't, don't, don't be in a hurry to speak!"

Ji Chang stretched out his hand and interrupted in a hurry, his expression was more underbeaten, how underwhelming, "I'll say live first, if it's wrong, you can correct it!"

Ji Chang didn't use chopsticks anymore, he directly reached out and grabbed a handful of peanuts, pinched them one by one with his other hand, and threw them into his mouth.

Peanuts were in his mouth, chewing and clucking.

Casually glancing at Badao's surprised expression, Ji Chang continued with some slurred words: "Don't look at me with this kind of look, the kung fu you set up has traces of the Wudang gang, but you also added your own things." You can't be wrong with that. It's just that that person may not want to teach you, or say that your qualifications are not looked down upon by others at all, so you didn't get into the sect!"

Badao was even more shocked, but Ji Chang didn't bother to pay attention to his shock, and muttered to himself: "It's that kind of broken place, and the three-legged cat kung fu on each body is amazing." It's not a pity not to enter that kind of sect! If you, the king of the eight calves, really enter the bullshit Wudang, Lao Tzu really looks down on it. Oh, anyway, we are all mixed social people, no matter how you look at it, I feel much more noble than those sanctimonious fake Taoist priests!"

“......”

Badao's expression was finally not so arrogant, and he even showed a stunned expression, and said in his heart: Everyone is eager to enter Wudang, this kid is good, he still looks down on the strong martial arts Wudang?

Ba Dao actually sneered at Ji Chang in his heart.

But thinking that he had fought with Ji Chang before and defeated Ji Chang in his hands, these pictures were presented in his mind, but Ba Dao had to admit: This calf is indeed a good martial arts foundation, and it may be some opportunity, and it is better than himself.

Not to mention, Ba Dao really regrets that he was not valued by the martial arts.

You can only be an outer disciple.

But even if he is an outer disciple, he has touched the threshold of martial arts, if he is an inner disciple...... Isn't that invincible!

Badao needed to digest what Ji Chang said, and felt a little dry, so he didn't need Ji Chang to let him go, he picked up a cup and two pots on the interrogation table, tilted his neck, and drank three taels of white wine.

The wine was a little spicy and a little strong, but Ba Dao felt that his mouth was even drier, and he couldn't help but reach out, pick up the wine bottle by himself, fill a glass for himself, and drink more than half of it again.

Then he grinned, picked up chopsticks, put a piece of tripe into his mouth, and began to chew.

"It's been a long time since I've been the boss of the Sword Club, right?"

Ji Chang grinned, picked up his wine glass, and touched it towards the sword.

Badao was not polite, he touched Ji Chang, drank it again, and sighed: "In February five years ago, we also drank like this." ”

"I remember,"

Ji Chang nodded, "The scar on your eyebrows was cut by me!"

Ji Chang glanced at the sword, not caring at all whether this calf still hated himself now, and said to himself, "It's a pity that I couldn't hack you to death at that time! Otherwise, Huang Chuan wouldn't have more of you as a scourge of the people!"

The sword grinned, Lao Tzu is like this, can we strike two sentences less?

The rest of the wine, Ji Chang poured it, and each person was less than half a tael, and Ji Chang shouted outside, "Then who ...... That brother, there's not enough wine, another bottle!"

The police brother was stunned, girl, you shitty calf is really fighting with this heinous tyrant knife.

Qiao Ju, who was not far away, immediately glared at the police officer: "Go ahead, reimburse you!"

The police officer's brother was stunned, and even Qiao Ju let this calf mess around, what the hell is going on?

After a while, another bottle of Erguotou was placed on the table, and both of them were full, picked up the cup, touched it again, and each drank half a sip.

Ji Chang looked at Badao: "I guess you already know in your heart that the one behind you will not save you out." Oh, by the way, your eldest son was not killed by the criminal police brother, but by a woman who suddenly appeared and killed him. ”

Ji Chang waved his hand and asked the police officer to come over. The police officer immediately hugged a notebook and turned on the surveillance video of the police station.

Ba Dao looked at his eyes with disbelief on his face, and found that when the police station was chaotic that day, there was indeed a figure of a woman holding a long sword and jumping into the police station.

The camera clearly showed the woman's appearance, and Badao's eyes immediately widened, his face was full of anger, and his eyes were deflated, but he couldn't hold back and didn't speak.

Ji Chang's expression was stunned, and he asked the police officer to take the notebook away.

But he stared at Badao with some curiosity: "Do you still have scruples? I know that the taste of being abandoned by your own people is uncomfortable." Don't hold on to it. Let's talk about it, I should accumulate virtue for my youngest son!"

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