Wang Chen followed the sound and found that the person mocking him was a jailer with a scar on his face.
Wang Chen had some impression of this person. Everyone called him Lao Dao. It was said that he used to be a war cultivator in the Yongle War Camp. After retiring, he entered the Prison Department. He currently has two lines tattooed on his sleeves.
Wang Chen remembered that Lao Dao and Hu Qi had a good relationship, and they were considered a team.
This is probably the reason why Lao Dao maliciously provoked Wang Chen.
Seeing that all the other jailers were paying attention, Lao Dao bared his teeth at Wang Chen and showed a ferocious smile: "Why don't you dare to say it?"
His appearance is quite ferocious, coupled with his tall stature and murderous look, he has an aggressive air!
Many jailers looked at Wang Chen with a hint of pity and gloating in their eyes.
After their contracts expired or they retired due to injuries, many war camp warriors chose to join the Prison Department with generous benefits.
Although being a jailer is dangerous, the survival rate is higher than fighting all year round, and war cultivators who have experienced hundreds of battles can often condense the murderous aura in battle formations, which can effectively resist the invasion of evil spirits.
Even evil spirits dare not approach.
Because in Yongle Dungeon, retired war cultivators have always been the main force of jailers.
Lao Dao is somewhat famous among them.
As a newcomer, Wang Chen actually offended an old jailer who was a war cultivator, and his life would be difficult in the future.
You must know that retired war cultivators have already formed a large circle in Yongle Dungeon. Once excluded by this circle, the fate of a new little jailer can be imagined!
"none of your business!"
Just when everyone was speculating whether Wang Chen would choose to be shy and endure the bullying from Lao Dao, or bow his head and submit, Wang Chen put down the wine glass in his hand and said disdainfully: "Who are you to mind my business?"
Hiss~
Many people in the tavern suddenly took a breath.
No one expected that Wang Chen would choose to be tough and slap him directly.
The newcomers now are really amazing!
"How brave!"
Lao Dao was furious, his face instantly turned red, and the scars on his face were wriggling like earthworms.
It was so bright red that it almost bled.
Anyone who knows him well knows that this is a sign that Lao Dao is really angry!
A murderous aura condensed with a strong smell of blood immediately enveloped Wang Chen.
However, Wang Chen sat still, as if a breeze was blowing on his face. His eyes did not change at all, but the words in his mouth became more and more mean: "Look at you, you are such a mink. Do you have the guts to fight with me here? Don't force me if you don't have the guts."
Damn, it’s just like a bad writing style!”
Everyone thought Wang Chen was very tough, but it turned out that he could be even tougher!
Many jailers looked at each other, but more of the drinkers looked like they were watching a good show.
Especially those guys who are a little drunk after drinking several bottles of spiritual wine. They want to jump up and cheer and shout - fight!
Lao Dao was also extremely angry and clenched his hands into fists until his joints cracked.
The murderous aura emanating from it was extremely frightening.
Wang Chen even scolded him in the face. If he swallows this breath, he will never want to be a person in the circle of war cultivators in the future.
A fierce battle seemed unavoidable, and the guards around the two men retreated to give enough space.
However, at this moment, the tavern owner suddenly spoke from behind the counter: "If you want to fight outside the city, this is not the place for you to fight."
The owner of the tavern looked ordinary, the type that you wouldn't be able to distinguish among the crowd.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, Lao Dao, who was about to erupt like a volcano, felt as if he had been doused with ice water.
His complexion quickly turned from purple to livid, his clenched fists unclenched unnaturally, and the corners of his eyes twitched.
"It doesn't matter if you don't dare to fight here."
Wang Chen sneered and said: "Come and make an appointment, and we will go outside the city to fight to the death!"
It's not that Wang Chen is arrogant and arrogant, nor does he want to appear mean and vicious, but he has long understood that it is impossible to talk about quality with people who are deliberately looking for trouble.
Only those who are more vulgar, arrogant, and cruel than them can severely suppress their arrogance.
The lower you go, the more so!
Yongle Fairy City is undoubtedly a real fairy city, and it can even be said to satisfy some of Wang Chen's fantasies about the Haotian Fairyland.
But this fairy city is not Wang Chen’s paradise.
As a stowaway from the lower world, he needs to climb up step by step from the bottom.
Only then can you truly appreciate the infinite scenery of the fairyland.
Where is the Prison Department? Where is the Yongle Dungeon!
To put it bluntly, this is the sewer of Yongle, which contains all the filth and filth from the fairy city.
Characters like Hu Qi and Lao Dao, no matter how shrewd, arrogant, and domineering they appear...
They are essentially flies and maggots in the sewer!
Of course there is no reason to argue with such a thing, let's just use fists and swords to speak.
According to the rules of the Prison Department, private fighting is strictly prohibited in the dungeon. If Lao Dao dared to attack Wang Chen just now, no matter what the outcome was, his end would not be pleasant.
To resolve the grudges, naturally we have to fight outside the city!
With Wang Chen's current strength, he has nothing to fear under the golden elixir.
Come fight if you don't agree!
"good!"
Lao Dao roared low and was about to agree to Wang Chen's invitation to fight, when suddenly a person jumped out from beside him and stopped him.
The other party quickly said a few words in Lao Dao's ear, and the latter's expression changed again.
He stared at Wang Chen, as if he wanted to eat someone.
"You wait!"
After saying a harsh word that was not very intimidating, Lao Dao turned around and knocked away the guy who was talking to him, rushed out of the tavern in the blink of an eye, and disappeared immediately.
Um?
The drinkers who wanted to watch the show looked at each other again.
They really couldn't figure out why, with Lao Dao's temperament and strength, he would slip up at the most critical moment.
If he did this, he would lose all his face!
How can we get along in the future?
Could it be that this newcomer with a tough tone and a confident attitude has some great trump cards?
Everyone looked at Wang Chen strangely.
There is no scorn or ridicule. Most of them are curious and scrutinizing, and some are solemn and serious.
Many jailers kept Wang Chen's appearance in mind - if they met him in the future and made a grudge without knowing the details, it would be unworthy of his punishment.
Wang Chen ignored the various looks from around him. He drank the spirit wine calmly and ate the fried peanuts presented by the tavern owner.
Not a single one is left.
Then he left calmly.
As soon as Wang Chen left, the tavern immediately became lively.
Many people were talking about what happened just now, speculating on Wang Chen's true identity, and the conversation was lively.
Some people also ridiculed Lao Dao, saying that he had spent several years in the dungeon and had lost all his vitality.
In short, from this moment on, Wang Chen is no longer a rookie in the eyes of others.
Unless one day he behaves badly or dies in an accident.