When Lin Yan first started going to the tavern, it was already dusk.

I drank with those two people for so long, and when I came out, the sun had completely set.

When I came to the yamen, it was already late.

There are almost no more people left.

Occasionally, a husband walks up and down the street, reminding people to be careful of the dry weather and candles.

Lin Yan looked up at the two signs of "Silence" and "Avoidance" hanging on both sides of the yamen, and he had a lot of thoughts.

He remembered that when he was a child, the first time he went down from the house to play, he met a person who wanted to pay attention to his money.

It's just that at that time, he was already a person who practiced martial arts, and he easily killed that Xiaoxiao.

At that time, when Lin Yan was still young and ignorant, he felt that if he killed someone, he had to take responsibility, so at that time, he was a child who came to a nearby yamen to surrender.

But what the master said to himself made him really feel the attitude of the government for the first time.

More is better than less, and nothing can be done.

Standing in front of the yamen again at this time, Lin Yan was also a little emotional.

He took his nerve and looked around, but the whole street was completely quiet and unoccupied.

Lin Yan tapped his toes on the ground, and his body quickly rushed towards the inside of the yamen.

Although his internal strength can't be used, his Tai Chi body method is still very powerful.

Landing silently is already the most basic.

Bypassing the lobby, there were only a few servants on duty who were drinking wine in the backyard room.

Not to mention these ordinary servants, even if some cultivation masters are here, if they don't feel it carefully, they won't be able to find Lin Yan's figure at all.

As the official residence of Portman Town, the Yamen covers a huge area, and Lin Yan walked around for a long time before he found a place that looked like a prison.

The prison guards are quite dedicated, and they are all held by some vicious prisoners, and if the prisoners run out because of their own carelessness, they will lose their heads.

Lin Yan hid in the dark and observed for a while, he thought about it, and gave up his plan to go in and see what was going on with Da Zhuang.

Although the prison was locked very tightly, and the key was also carried by the jailer, it was not a problem for Lin Yan to get the key and sneak in at all.

But Lin Yan felt that it was not so necessary, and the prison was just a prisoner, and there were no important clues in it.

Lin Yan saw that there was nothing to be done here, so he jumped up with a lot of strength under his feet, jumped directly on the roof of the house unconsciously, and left the prison of the Yamen.

After about half an hour, two black-clothed people like Lin Yan were sneakily coming in the direction of the prison.

Who else would come to the prison at such a late hour?

Of the prisoners recently detained in Portman Town, it seems that Da Zhuang is the only one.

A short time later, two men in black night clothes came to the door of the prison.

When the jailer saw someone coming, he was startled at first, and when he was about to ask a question, he saw one of the black men take out a gold ingot from his bosom and a small wooden sign.

The jailer just shut his mouth, then nodded, took out a bunch of keys from his arms, and opened the prison door.

The two men in black didn't say anything, but walked quickly towards the prison, and when they passed by the jailer, they whispered a word to the jailer.

Their voices were very low, and the man in black said, "Do something for Mr. Qian, you should have never seen us today." ”

The jailer replied, "Understood, Mr. Qian has already said hello." ”

At this time, the two men in black had already taken off their black clothes and put them on the ground, revealing the two sets of jailer costumes inside, and then tidied up the clothes on the two of them a little and looked at each other.

The jailer did not lock the door, because Qian Gongzi had already explained that in the middle of the night, two of his men would go to the prison to do something, and they would come out in a while.

He just had to pretend he didn't know about it.

Moreover, Qian Cheng Qian Gongzi not only gave the jailer a sum of silver in advance, but also promised to pay him a large amount of silver after the matter was completed.

The jailer took the gold that the two men in black had given him in his arms, and smiled brightly.

This small ingot of gold is enough money for this jailer to earn for several years.

After the two black-clothed men sent by Qian Cheng dressed up as jailers, they didn't stop and walked into the prison.

The Yamen Prison in Portman Town is large, but there are very few inmates in it.

This is because Portman Town is close to the imperial capital, and although from time to time some traitors are caught by the government, these prisoners are either bought out with money or released on bail through connections.

The remaining prisoners without any background, most of them who are strong and able, have also been sent to the frontier, or they will be given to some headless cases.

Since Da Zhuang was just sent over today, the government has not yet tried it, so he is also imprisoned in this prison.

The inside of the prison was wet and damp, dark and dark.

After entering the door, a foul smell came from the surface.

Both of them subconsciously covered their noses, and one of them whispered, "Hurry up and do it, get things done neatly." ”

The man nodded, and the two walked briskly towards the depths of the prison.

After a while, the two men stood outside an iron prison.

Inside the iron prison, a muscular man was lying on the ground, and it was Da Zhuang.

The two looked at each other, and one of them pinched the throat of a male duck, lifted the iron door, and said, "You are new here today?"

The sound of the iron door echoed throughout the prison, Da Zhuang was facing away from the iron door, and suddenly there was a loud noise behind him, startling him, Da Zhuang hurriedly got up from the ground, "Well, what do you command?"

"Your name is Da Zhuang, isn't it?"

"Well, what?" Da Zhuang was puzzled.

The man who spoke knew that this person was undoubtedly the target this time, and he glanced at his accomplice and nodded.

His accomplice nodded as well, then turned away, his gaze scanning back and forth.

The male duck who spoke took out the key he had prepared, opened the cell door, and walked in himself.

Immediately afterwards, from inside the iron prison, there was a "whining" sound, the sound was not loud, as if someone wanted to make a sound after someone covered their mouths but couldn't make it. Then there was a violent struggle, and gradually fell into calm again.

The man who was guarding outside heard that there was no movement inside, took out a small paper bag from his bosom, and walked inside.

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Yesterday I went to watch the Iron mic race.

When I arrived at the scene, I found out that it was the on-site registration, and I was moved, but I resisted the urge and did not register.

Regretted it.

Let's give you a piece of freestyle

yo yo yo

I heard someone in the audience shouting that the players were handsome

Can you get the first place if you are handsome?

How can there be so many rookies in this competition

They sang so much that I wanted to choke

This time Changchun's iron MIC really disappointed me

There are even mentally retarded people who can't speak on stage

I didn't dare to lift the bar when I held the microphone

PGone doesn't come to the competition, and it's not as good as me