"All three of you, go in and treat the guy in this cell well, but don't get yourself killed.
This guy is very crazy, but he has already drank a whole bottle of Shixiang Ruanjin Powder and a jar of Mongolian sweat medicine, and even a cow can no longer work up his energy.
You guys give him some excitement and let him know the rules of the prison.
If you behave well, I'll let you three drink some wine next time."
The jailer's voice rang out in the empty seventh floor of the prison, falling into the ears of three slovenly prisoners with wide-eyed menacing eyes.
Followed by several machine whizzes and rumbles.
The three thick seven-story gates of the heavenly prison are all closed.
Suddenly, the ground shook.
The light in the entire sky prison suddenly dimmed.
At the same time, another burst of machine noise sounded.
A portal suddenly appeared on the steel door of Jiang Dali's cell.
Three heavy breathing sounds suddenly came from the three passages.
Three eyes that glowed in the dark stared intently at Jiang Dali, who was tied up in the cell, and then a "whoosh" sound like wind and thunder erupted.
The shackles made a jingling sound.
Three slovenly figures scrambled to get into the cell through the door.
Suddenly there was a clang.
The cell door slammed shut again.
Three eyes full of teasing, viciousness, distortion, and vigilance all fell on Jiang Dali's body with bulging muscles like steel and his young and clean face.
"Hehehehe... After all these years, only one person has been incarcerated on the seventh floor of Tianjian Prison for so many years. He is so young and has taken Shixiang Ruanjin Powder and so many sweat-inducing medicines. Is this kid very powerful?"
One of the slovenly figures with a skinny face said.
"I'm afraid there aren't many powerful people in the world now. This guy looks very strong, so he can only bluff people.
Almost all the stuff that has come in from the outside in recent years are soft-legged shrimps, and I have long been tired of them. I hope this one can last a little longer, Jie Jie Jie Jie!”
Another sloppy figure with a horse face and cloudy eyes looked like a blind man, smiling ferociously.
"I'm afraid it's not that simple. The three of us are only detained on the 6th floor of the Sky Prison. This kid can be locked up on the 7th floor of the Sky Prison. He must have something special. I want to see it now."
The third sloppy old man with his hair tied up into braids laughed loudly.
Suddenly his body jumped, like a grasshopper, he suddenly rushed in front of the bound Jiang Dali, and slapped out his right hand.
In an instant, there were strong winds, and the air roared as if it was being squeezed.
Bang!
This palm hit Jiang Dali's hard and strong body.
A "-213!" damage appeared directly on Jiang Dali's head.
However, Jiang Dali remained motionless, not even opening his eyelids, as if he was completely unaware of the pain and shock.
Such a strange scene made the sloppy old man dumbfounded and surprised.
Immediately, he hit three more palms in a row.
The beating caused Jiang Dali's bound body to shake, and three damage reduction numbers appeared frequently on his head.
"-139!"
"-201!"
"-187!"
After receiving three palms in a row, Jiang Dali remained motionless, not even opening his eyelids.
Such a strange scene.
A comic about a sloppy old man who keeps making moves.
Even the other two slovenly prisoners, who had been watching carefully, could not help but be stunned. They stared at the tied up Jiang Dali in surprise.
"Could this be a dead man?"
The sloppy old man said in surprise.
Having said that.
But he could clearly detect Jiang Dali's powerful heartbeat.
This made him even want to give up the reward of fine wine and just take out the other person's heart to see if the other person would still have no reaction.
"If it's not a dead person, it's a fool, or someone seeking death."
Another slovenly strong man said.
"Or... maybe he was desperate after seeing the three of us appearing, so he gave up the resistance."
The third sloppy criminal is humane.
"You three are talking nonsense here, do you think you are being humorous?"
At this moment, a deep voice came out of Jiang Dali's mouth.
The three of them were startled, and the sloppy old man laughed loudly, "I thought you were a dead person, but you still reacted. Tell me, what is your name? What is the outside world like now? Why don't you react at all when you are beaten?
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"You have too many questions."
Jiang Dali calmly opened his eyes, looked at the three smelly prisoners in front of him, and then looked at the sloppy old man, disdainfully, "Besides, what you just did can be called beating? There is no energy at all. Are you too old?
Has it been used?"
"Asshole, what did you say!?"
The sloppy old man was furious.
The other two sloppy prisoners burst out laughing so much that they burst into tears.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Mangshan Guisou, who was once famous in the world, would be so underestimated."
"Old man, if I were you, I would wipe my neck and kill myself."
The sloppy old man was so angry that he furiously glared at Jiang Dali and yelled, "I didn't use my full strength just now, now I'm going to let you know how powerful I am!"
Jiang Dali said calmly, "Actually, I made a mistake just now. It's not that you are not powerful enough!"
The sloppy old man sneered when he heard this, "It's useless for you to regret it now. Although I don't dare to kill you for the sake of wine, I can still torture you until you can't live or die."
Jiang Dali said calmly, "I'm not regretting it. Besides, I'm tied up now. No matter how powerful you are, you still can't win."
"Do you still want the three of us to untie the shackles for you? Hahaha, stop dreaming. When the three of us have been imprisoned here for decades, have we all become idiots?"
The sloppy old man laughed sarcastically.
"No! I'm not saying you can't win."
Jiang Dali looked at the three of them calmly and said calmly, "It's fair for you three that I am tied here.
Otherwise, once I break free of the chains, the three of you will immediately kneel down and kowtow, begging me to let you go!"
"Asshole!!"
"You kid is looking for death!"
"Do you really think that the three of us dare not kill you?"
The three sloppy prisoners all screamed in anger, their eyes flashed with murderous intent, and their faces were extremely angry.
"Don't be angry, I'm just stating a fact.
I have always convinced people with reason, and my words are well-founded."
Jiang Dali continued calmly, "I don't know who you are, but this old man just hit me like he was tickling me, but you two still admired him quite a lot. So what I just said was wrong, you three.
.....They should all be trash, right?"
At the end of the sentence, the corners of Jiang Dali's mouth turned up in a mocking arc.
Have these three slovenly prisoners ever suffered such insults and ridicules?
Almost as soon as Jiang Dali finished speaking, everyone was screaming and displaying their special skills to angrily attack Jiang Dali.
"I must kill you today!"
“I don’t even want any fine wine, but I still want you to know what regret is!”
"Grandpa, I'm going to tear up your bad mouth today and let you know that grandpa is great!"
The three of them roared and moved in unison.
The sloppy man's palm technique suddenly erupted into a suffocating huge invisible pressure, which hit the opponent like the top of Mount Tai. The shock was so strong that it turned out to be the Prajna Divine Palm of the Shaolin School.
The sloppy old man's palm gestures were more terrifying and sharp than before. The cold breath was pressing, and it was spinning like a knife wheel. It was designed to break the true energy and hurt people's internal organs. It was like ghosts and gods secretly using axes. It was like the world of the past.
The famous Ghost Ax Palm.
The scruffy and skinny old man flicked his fingers, and the curled-up nails suddenly stretched straight, crystal white and sparkling, like the blade of a knife, sending out wisps of sharp wind, full of force, and it was clear that he was referring to the magic sword skill, and he wanted to tear it apart.
Jiang Dali's mouth.
As soon as these three people took action, they became quite famous martial arts in the world in the past, and the three of them were quite famous in the world at that time.
At this time, when he took action with anger, he believed that the next moment he would definitely beat the strong young man in front of him to death to satisfy the hatred in his heart.
However, the next moment, Jiang Dali laughed, and a powerful golden energy suddenly erupted from his burly body, transforming into a golden bell to protect his body.
"This kid has already dissolved Shixiang Ruanjin Powder and Mongolian Sweat Medicine?!"
The three of them were shocked!
But at this moment, the lightning was flashing, and the three of them had no choice but to attack even more vigorously.
Boom!!!
Three loud bangs that almost sounded suddenly exploded.
The golden bell shield was unable to withstand the fierce attacks launched by these three masters, and the shield was directly exploded and exploded with energy.
The three of them felt that their arms were numb from the shock, and their bones ached faintly, but at that moment, Jiang Dali's body was still struck by lightning, and his heart felt fierce.
However, there were a few puffs.
The expressions of the three of them changed slightly.
They all felt that what they photographed did not look like a human body, but instead seemed like a deep sponge that instantly sunk in after being exerted a force. Incomparably soft force came from all directions.
He actually sucked the palms of the three of them together, and their expressions suddenly changed.
Everyone immediately realized something was wrong and wanted to shrink their hands.
However, Jiang Dali smiled faintly at this time.
The three of them felt a terrifying suction force pass from each other's body to their respective arms.
In an instant, it went straight down the arm to the Dantian.
In an instant, the three of them all screamed in fear, feeling that all the energy in their bodies was uncontrollably escaping and running away, quickly pouring into the body of the young man opposite.
The three people suddenly turned extremely pale, and they tried their best to retract their arms. Their bodies trembled due to the exertion of force, and they bared their teeth and made frightened sounds. Their faces and skin shook violently as if blown by a strong wind.
In an instant, a strong wind seemed to rise throughout the cell.
The core of the storm is Jiang Dali.
"Suck...suck...suck...are you the ninth, ninth floor...old monster?"
"No, no, don't! Spare... spare, spare my life!"
"Stop, stop ah ah!"
The three of them stared at Jiang Dali with bulging eyes, horrified and trembling hysterically.
"Thank you three for your skills. It's really comfortable."
Jiang Dali looked at the three of them with an expression of enjoyment and smiled lightly. The smile looked like a devil in the eyes of the three of them.
"Although you are all a bit useless, your pure skills are pretty good. You can use them to strengthen my body and restore my energy, which is pretty good."
At this time, light reminders of "Qi and Blood +100!" continued to appear above Jiang Dali's head.
With the inner Qi of these three prisoners nourishing his body, he had already recovered half of his internal injuries and was recovering at a faster speed. He could recover to a full extent without the juice of thousand-year-old yellow ginseng.
However, the three sloppy prisoners were almost crying and tried their best to make begging sounds, hoping to attract the attention of the jailer.
However.
When the jailer saw the three men attacking Jiang Dali, he watched for a while and then left with satisfaction.
Even if you don't leave, I'm afraid you will only be sucked into someone when you come.
Just when the three of them were almost urinating and about to cry.
Jiang Dali's body suddenly trembled, and he withdrew all his strength to absorb gong.
The three of them shouted "Ah", and suddenly they felt like they were being amnesty. They took three or four steps back before they all fell to the ground exhausted.
Each face was so weak and pale that there was no trace of blood, and even the face was covered with veins and bloodshot eyes. The image was terrifying and he stared at the satisfied Jiang Dali with fear like a ghost.
Jiang Dali grinned, his eyes like ghost fire in the darkness, staring at the three of them, "I'll give you a break, I still have questions to ask you three. I don't know if you have answers in your heads that I'm interested in."
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(I finished writing it in the early morning, phew! I will update more during the day, and go to bed first. As usual, I ask for a wave of recommendation tickets and monthly tickets!)
This chapter has been completed!