Chapter 93: Tang San's Wonderful Journey to Prison Part 1

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Chapter 93 Tang San’s Wonderful Journey in Prison. Part 1

At night, in Rongping City Prison, Tang San woke up, opened his mouth and groaned.

After all, that black beaded ape is very ruthless.

Then Tang San felt a drop of liquid enter his mouth.

At the same time, Tang San smelled a smell, opened his eyes, and saw a fat-headed and big-eared man in front of him solving an urgent matter in life. Next to his head was a wooden barrel.

There were even a few drops of sewage splashed out.

So, what just entered your mouth?

You have found a way to die!

Tang San's eyes instantly became bloodshot, he was angry!

Just when Tang San was about to stand up and let this fat pig experience the anger of Tang Menlang, he fell down.

Because he is handcuffed very tightly now.

Tang San looked at the barrel getting closer and closer to him in horror, and wanted to use the Tang Sect's secret skill of ghosting to escape, but his struggle failed again.

Then, the whole cell was instantly filled with a strange smell. At the same time, it was impossible for the person being solved to stop halfway through liberation. Therefore, Tang Shenwang really enjoyed the rain falling from the sky this time.

Anyway, his mother is a grass, so this shouldn't be a disadvantage to Tang San, right?

The obese man who was being treated was also frightened. It seemed that he could not save the trouble next time and throw him next to the barrel because of the space. Such a smelly cell would not be comfortable for the fat man himself.

"Someone is coming, someone is coming!"

The fat man shouted heartbreakingly. As a former wealthy businessman, staying in this kind of cell was already the limit of endurance. Now that this cell was full of smell, it was even more unbearable.



In the bathroom, Tang San wanted to rub his skin off. He had suffered the most humiliation in three lifetimes today!

Although he was just a low-level servant disciple of the Tang Sect in his first life, thanks to his good skills in making hidden weapons, the sect would not leave the matter of grain reincarnation to him.

Even more so in the second life, he is the son of Haotian Douluo and Blue Silver Emperor. Even if his childhood was not very good, he would not suffer such humiliation.

The third life hasn’t even started yet, let alone how long it has taken.

Tang San vowed to let that fat pig experience the pain of having his soul shattered!

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, a wolf howl that echoed throughout the world interrupted Tang San's anger, making him startled and at the same time calm down a little.

There is no doubt that you are in prison, the next step is how to escape.

How to find Yu Xiaogang and escape.

I just didn't expect that any peasant in Camelot could be so good at beating it, and at the same time, this Camelot made Tang San feel too disgusted.

Judging from Tang San's tens of thousands of years of experience as a god king, no matter how the country changes in the next tens of thousands of years, respect for the spirit master is a must. How come Camelot has no respect for the noble spirit master!

Isn't it just a fight with a civilian? Civilians have no respect for soul masters, and if they are killed, they will be killed. At most, soul masters are magnanimous and let civilians go. In any era or country, soul masters will take over.

In fact, the common people apologized and compensated the soul master.

The weak respect the strong and fear the strong. This is the rule everywhere, but why can't you do it in Camelot?

Even if you were in Camelot now and you couldn't help yourself, wasn't it just a fight on the street, and no one was killed, not to mention that you were the one who was injured.

Why doesn't Camelot make any sense?

The more Tang San thought about it, the angrier he became. This Camelot was so displeasing to him. From top to bottom, it smelled of autocratic dictatorship, with no trace of freedom at all.

"boom!"

"You've been bathing for long enough. This is not your noble residence. Leave quickly!"

The bathroom door was opened, and the jailer walked in, looking at Tang San with an unhappy expression.

He just went to the Soul Network to take a look. The city lord was fighting an unknown account in the air, which made him a little upset.

Of course, there was nothing he could do to get upset. That was a battlefield that he, a jailer, could not set foot on, so he first turned his gaze back to his eyes.

If it weren't for an accident, how could a separate bathroom be opened for Tang San, a prisoner.

Moreover, this is still a prison under the Camelot regime. At least it is willing to treat prisoners as individuals. If it is replaced by the prison of Tiandou before, accidents will happen. Who cares? Just die in prison and throw them in a mass grave. Everything will be fine.

Of course, it was impossible to imprison soul masters in the previous Tiandou Prison.

As for the prison environment being a little bad, there's nothing we can do about it. Camelot has just been a country, and there's a lot of infrastructure that needs to be rebuilt. Prisons, places where scum are kept, are a little further back.

Tang San looked at the jailer with a fierce look in his eyes. Even a small jailer dared to say this to him.

Death warning!

At the same time, as long as you kill the jailer, you can escape from the prison!

Thinking like this, Tang San's soul power had already risen.

The jailer looked at Tang San with a sneer on his face. If he was unhappy, he would hit the prisoner directly. It is not allowed now, but if the prisoner strikes first, then he can vent his anger.

It's no wonder that when this prisoner was sent in, the warden specifically said that this boy was a soul master, and a soul master whose brain was not very easy to use.

With the behavior of a mad dog who is ready to take action at any time, no one would believe that he is sane, okay?

Thinking of this, the jailer's forehead had different patterns from that of the strong man on the street. At the same time, a soul beast that was not easy to mess with appeared beside the jailer.

Tang San's rising soul power fell silent, how could anyone in Camelot be able to hit him!

Seeing that Tang San had no follow-up actions and instead started to get dressed honestly, a look of disappointment appeared on the jailer's face. It turned out that he had to give in even if he didn't have a good brain.

Immediately afterwards, the jailer put the shackles and bracelets on Tang San again and escorted him to another room that was obviously an interrogation room.

Then the jailer left, but on the way, the jailer was still mumbling about the scene he just saw in the bathroom.

‘It shouldn’t be, even a newborn boy shouldn’t be that small.

'Does my poor brain affect my development?'

The jailer left with questions about human development, and Tang San's interrogation had just begun.

"Name, gender, age."

A serious-looking man wearing knight armor on the opposite side began to interrogate.

"Tang San, male, eleven years old."

Tang San didn't dare to play any tricks this time, and just answered honestly, because he felt that the aura of the serious man in front of him was even more difficult to offend.

"On the Camelot Calendar, on the day of

Tang San couldn't help it now and interrupted the serious man's speech.

"But the teacher and I were injured, and the vegetable farmer was not harmed in any way. You can't be unreasonable!"

The serious man who was interrupted looked at Tang San in surprise.

"This is not a question of who will be injured or not, but a question of who strikes first.

"I think you are also a soul master. You should understand that the one who strikes first is still doing it for the lives of others. It is not wrong for others to beat you to death.

"What's more, if people let you go, you are acting a bit recklessly.

"As a soul master, your education should be quite high. How come you don't even understand this?

"Like a street gangster."

Tang San was angry again. He was the son of the majestic Haotian Douluo, the future God King! How dare you say that he was just like a local ruffian!

You have taken death...

He didn't say it because he saw the strange lines on the serious man's forehead.

There is no way, these two have already been coded and saved, let these two fools keep their minds for a while.

(End of chapter)


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