The convoy left not far from Zhenwang Pavilion. Ren Changfeng and others went directly to the hospital, and a group of people from the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance took over the task of escorting Chu Tianshu.
As soon as an old man with gray hair got on the car, he took out a large number of silver needles from his arms and stabbed Chu Tianshu on his body.
Chu Tianshu rolled his eyes and ignored it.
The old man inserted dozens of silver needles into Chu Tianshu's body, then sat back down opposite Chu Tianshu, took the thermos cup handed to him by his subordinate, and said, "Do you know what kind of acupuncture method this is?"
"Prisoning Dragon Needle."
The old man said proudly: "It means that you can capture any dragon, let alone your mere peak transformation state."
He glanced at Chu Tianshu disdainfully, then unscrewed the thermos cup and blew in the hot air: "When you get to the six doors, if it's a dragon, you have to curl up, and if it's a tiger, you have to lie down."
"Bullshit dragon-prisoning needle and insect-prisoning needle are just the same."
Chu Tianshu was too lazy to pay attention to the nagging white-haired old man. He sneered and closed his eyes to rest.
The convoy left the main city and went up to Hongfeng Mountain. Half an hour later, it arrived at a prison-like place on the top of Hongfeng Mountain.
There is a five- to six-meter high wall with an electric grid on top. There are observation towers on both sides of the towering iron gate. There are people on duty in the tower, and the metallic luster of the gun barrel can also be seen faintly.
From the barrels alone, Chu Tianshu could also tell that they were large-caliber sniper rifles, Barrett.
As the motorcade approaches, the intelligently controlled iron gate opens automatically.
Entering the iron gate, you can see a series of buildings arranged in an orderly manner, and there are guards guarding the outside of each building.
The off-road vehicle drove along the road to the end, and in front of it was a six-story building with a square shape.
Directly in front of the building are two huge marble columns that are three stories high. The three bays separated by the two columns are each equipped with two black iron doors made of steel, six in total.
No need to ask, Chu Tianshu also knew that this must be the origin of the name "Six Doors".
The white-haired old man pushed open the car door and said in a deep voice: "Get out of the car."
Chu Tianshu got out of the car and squinted at the six iron doors in front of him.
"Once you enter this door, you won't be able to go out again, so just enjoy the scenery outside for the last time."
With a sneer, Chu Xijun, wearing the uniform of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance, came over with a large group of men and women in uniform.
Those who escorted Chu Tianshu forward hurriedly bowed to Chu Xijun and saluted him.
Chu Xijun's expression was playful: "Ouyang Mingyue can't save you this time."
Chu Tianshu shook his head and sighed: "We were both born in the same Chu family, so why is there such a big gap in life?"
Chu Xijun's face darkened: "What do you mean?"
"From Ms. Chu Xiruo, I saw what a real lady from a famous family is. As for you..."
Chu Tianshu looked at her with a playful look and said: "I'm afraid I'm not even worthy of carrying Ms. Chu Xiruo's shoes."
Hearing this, Chu Xijun's face suddenly became gloomy and seemed to be dripping with water: "You dare to be so presumptuous when you come to Liumen?"
She shouted sternly: "First hit with a hundred killing sticks!"
As soon as the words fell, two burly men wearing the uniforms of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance strode forward, carrying iron bars as thick as their arms.
At the same time, two men carried an iron bench over and opened it in front of six black iron doors.
The white-haired old man pushed Chu Tianshu: "Lie down on the stool."
Chu Tianshu glanced at the hand that the white-haired old man had just pushed him, and said coldly: "Cherish the time when you can still hold things with your hands."
"You still dare to threaten me?"
The white-haired old man stepped forward and took the iron rod, with a ferocious smile on his lips, "I will personally serve you."
Looking at Chu Tianshu's unruly gaze, Chu Xijun said with a half-smile: "Believe it or not, as long as you dare to make trouble here, your wife Qiao Shiyuan will be shot dead on the spot because she intends to attack the disciples of the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance and escape."
Chu Tianshu uttered two words coldly: "Despicable."
"Only poor weaklings can use their words to express their power."
Chu Xijun sneered, pointed at the iron stool and shouted: "Get down on the ground and receive your hundred-killing stick first, and then I'll entertain you with thirty-six tortures from six doors."
"Deaf?
Didn’t you hear what the chief said?”
The white-haired old man scolded harshly and raised his hand to push Chu Tianshu again.
A sharp look flashed in Chu Tianshu's eyes, he suddenly turned around and grabbed the white-haired old man's wrist.
Everyone in the field was suddenly stunned.
You must know that this old man is not an unknown person, he is a close confidant of Chu Xijun, and he is in the early stage of transformation.
But such a master of transformation couldn't even block Chu Tianshu's move?
Before anyone could react, a crisp sound of broken bones rang in their ears.
The white-haired old man groaned.
Everyone followed the sound and saw that the white-haired old man's right arm had been twisted into a twist, which looked shocking.
The white-haired old man was horrified and said with a look of disbelief: "I have clearly sealed your cultivation with the Dragon Prison Needle."
"Bullshit Dragon Prisoning Needle, your acupuncture technique may not even be able to trap a worm."
Chu Tianshu sneered, waved his hands together, and the silver needles between his fingers pierced the old man's body like lightning.
"presumptuous!"
Only then did Chu Xijun react, angrily yelled, and led people to surround Chu Tianshu.
A pair of daggers flashed out of her hands and stabbed at the vitals of Chu Tianshu's chest and abdomen with the strong wind.
However, before she could rush in front of Chu Tianshu, a figure flashed over with a fragrant wind, stood in front of Chu Tianshu, and slapped him with a palm.
The sharp palm wind directly shook Chu Xijun away, and the visitor asked in a deep voice: "What are you doing?"
It was Chu Xiruo!
A flash of surprise flashed in Chu Xijun's eyes: "Sister, why are you here?"
Chu Xiruo had no expression on his face and asked again: "What are you doing?"
Chu Xijun put away the dagger and glanced at Chu Tianshu: "He is suspected of murdering Lin Zixiong, and the six doors were ordered to investigate."
"Since it is just a suspicion, it means you are not sure that he is the murderer."
Chu Xiruo said coldly: "Since you are not sure, you are shouting at him to kill him. Do you think it is appropriate?"
Chu Xijun frowned: "He didn't cooperate with us and seriously injured my men..."
Chu Xiruo interrupted: "Why did he hurt your men?"
Chu Xijun's eyes flashed: "Sister, why are you protecting him like this?"
"Because he is Niu Niu's savior."
Chu Xi's weak tone was raised by two points, "Is this reason enough?"
Chu Xijun looked at Chu Xiruo without showing any signs of weakness: "The reason is fine, but sister, you are not from the Six Sects, nor do you belong to the Ancient Martial Arts Alliance, so you have no right to interfere with my work."
Chu Xiruo chuckled. She raised her delicate hand and pinched Chu Xijun's cheek: "We haven't seen you for two years. Your wings have become even stronger."
The fierceness in Chu Xijun's eyes disappeared, and she leaned forward and said: "Xijun, I don't dare. I'm just a little anxious about the case of Liumen. I didn't mean to offend my sister."
Chu Xiruo was aggressive: "You haven't answered my question yet, why did he hurt your men?"
Chu Tianshu touched his nose and said, "They want to beat me with a hundred-kill stick. I always only like to beat people, and I don't like to be beaten very much."