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Chapter 50 Prison Visit

Inside the prison cell.

After getting Zhan Bao's reply, Er Pang was so happy that he jumped for a moment. His face turned red and he said excitedly: "Bao'er, let me tell you, I have a brother named Donkey! ...Oh no, his name is Geng

Mo, he is also a very interesting person..."

"Is he the boy who gave me the black knife?"

"Black Knife?...Oh, yes, his name is Donkey!"

Zhan Bao nodded thoughtfully, recalling the arrogant and determined figure that day in his mind...

...

"By the way, Bao'er..." Erpang said hurriedly as if he remembered something, "I won't talk to you anymore, I have to go find Brother Huang!"

"No need," Zhan Bao knew very well what Er Pang wanted to do, but still held him back: "Huang Hong said, you can't go through with it if you don't plead guilty."

"What about it?!" Erpang asked anxiously, staring at his eyes that were about to explode.

"He said, plead guilty first. He is about to leave... Also, his relationship is about to reach Xunbo City recently... He will also help me work it out, and he will also help me restore my Dantian... Don't worry

, I can’t die!”

"real?"

"real!"

"What happened to your Dantian?"

"It's okay, it's just that it was destroyed by evil people." Zhan Bao was annoyed in his heart... Why are you telling this guy this so well?

He took Erpang and sat next to him, and for the first time in his life, he lied: "Don't worry, I still have some savings left with my friends. I can go to the medicine hall to buy Sui Chong Pills and I will be able to recover."

"Oh," Er Pang nodded, and then asked, "Who did it?!"

At this moment, Er Pang was a little puzzled. In his impression, Zhan Bao was even a master who could match the pervert of Donkey!

Then how could he be so seriously injured???

Zhan Bao smiled and did not answer.

"Creak -" The door was pushed open again. Erpang turned his head and saw that Xiaotian was at the door with the jailer's pestle.

"What's wrong?" Er Pang stood up and blocked Zhan Bao with a somewhat distrustful look.

"Tch~! Don't be nervous," Xiaotian pointed at Erpang and said, "Someone is visiting the prison to see you coming."

"Look at me?!" Erpang pointed at his nose and asked, his voice a little excited...: "Are you looking at me?!"

"Haha...hahahaha!" Erpang suddenly laughed maniacally, as if all the unhappiness in the past had suddenly disappeared!

"Isn't this guy a fool?" the prison officer asked with eyes wide open.

"Well...he's a fool!" Xiaotian nodded and said.

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In the woods.

Geng Mo was roasting wolf meat and bandaging the wound on his arm.

Ever since he bit his wrist several times to save others, he found that his self-healing ability had been greatly reduced...but after bandaging it, it would take some time to fully heal.

Geng Mo took a bite of wolf meat, looked down at the hungry wolves around him that were moaning not far away, stood up suddenly and shouted: "Fuck, if you want to fight, fight, if you don't want to fight, get out, don't quarrel with labor!"

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Blackstone Prison.Visiting Area

Inside the thigh-thick iron railing, the fat man was tilting his head and looking at the awkward moustache standing outside carrying a large push of food.

Of course, there are two beauties beside this guy, one is a royal sister and the other is a fresh one.

"Brother Yang Peng?...Really?" The old ghost blinked. The man inside was wrapped in white cloth from head to toe, but his eyes were very unruly... At first glance, it looked a bit scary.

Anyway, it’s visually stunning...!

"Who are you?"

"Ahem..." The old ghost put down the food boxes in his hands, straightened his clothes, and gracefully raised his hands to the two fat men, showing a row of white teeth: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhang Hua, Geng Mo.

Brothers......"

"What?!" Erpang suddenly sat upright, stared at him and shouted: "Where's the other guy, Donkey!!!"

The old ghost hurriedly waved his hand to the prison officer behind him to indicate that he was fine, then turned to look at Er Fat and said, "Don't worry, he's fine."

"What about others?" Erpang asked, holding on to the iron railing with red eyes.

"He asked me to tell you," the old ghost turned his head and glanced behind him. He saw that the jailer was chatting with others, so he approached the second fat man and whispered: "The human-faced centipede...!"

"Oh...!" The second fat man finally regained his composure. After hearing these words, he finally believed that his brother was still alive...!

He also figured out a lot of things in an instant, and it made sense to connect them together.

...

"Are you the Erpang?" came a melodious and melodious voice. The Erpang looked at the beauty walking out of the painting next to the mustache, and his tone suddenly became gentle: "Beauty, are you there?

Call me?"

"Momo has called your name many times..."

"Momo?"

"Yeah," Huang Min nodded obediently and pointed to the tip of her beautiful nose: "Mine."

"Yoha!" Er Fatty slapped his thigh with a slap in the face. He gritted his teeth in pain, but he was still there with a silly smile: "Okay, okay, really okay!"

"What can it be?" Huang Min blinked and asked curiously.

"Haha, it's nothing, it's okay anyway!"

"Second Fatty," the old ghost patted Huang Min gently. He was worried that if we continued chatting like this, he would not have enough time to visit the prison: "Second Fatty, you are so proud... Your problem is not big, now

Just wait for Mo to come back and you can get out with the money, do you understand that?"

"No," Erpang raised his eyebrows and waved his hand unexpectedly: "My matter is not urgent. You tell Donkey to get the war treasure out first!"

"Who is Zhan Bao?!" Old Ghost Leng's eyes were full of question marks... Didn't he say that there are only two and one fat ones???... Don't play like this, okay?!!

"Come, let me tell you..."

The fat man waved his hand, and the old ghost reluctantly put his ear to it, and then the two of them started to doze quietly, but the old ghost's brows became more and more furrowed.

...

Huang Hong had nothing to do at the moment. He was going to be released from prison in the next few days, so he was in a particularly bright mood.

He took his tank, one of the Four King Kongs, leisurely to the visiting area. He heard that someone came to see Er Pang, and he felt quite curious.

"Tap tap tap...!"

Suddenly, there were rapid footsteps behind him, and Huang Hong turned around when he heard the sound!

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On the way back with Huang Min and Xiao Qin, the always confident old man had a big bubble on his lips...!

He was confused as to how to return to his old home...

The old ghost's old house is an ordinary small courtyard located in Chaoyang Lane, Chaoyang Road, a civilian area in the north of the city. It is old and dilapidated, and can barely be inhabited.

After returning home, the two girls were very sensible. Huang Min was cleaning up, while Xiao Qin was preparing lunch for the three of them.

"Qin'er..."

"Well, what's wrong?" Xiaoqin turned around and asked while wearing an apron.

"Your brother...?"

"Oh," Xiaoqin smiled and said, "Don't worry about the bastard, you can go about your business first."

"good......"

After settling down the two beauties, the old ghost walked out of the old house alone and dejected...

There's nothing wrong with what the fat man said. He's been grateful for thousands of years. If he doesn't repay his life-saving grace, he'll be a man!

When leaving Blackstone Prison, the old ghost specifically asked his old friends in the prison area to inquire.

The Zhan Bao case is quite serious and is said to be related to Ma Datang's death.

Someone above pointed out that it needs to be re-organized. In fact, there is only one result whether you draw or not and wait for the war treasure... and that is the Meridian Gate Wen Zhan!

Standing at the intersection, the cold wind howled, and the wind hurt my face like a knife.

We haven't known each other for a long time, so this thing...it's a matter of friendship to help, but it's a duty not to help.

Just like standing at this cold intersection, the most important thing is to see how the old ghost chooses.
Chapter completed!
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