Chapter 59: Ninth-grade soul bead?! This is really a leader in the Tao!
Hearing this, a flash of light flashed in Yudian's eyes: "Tell me about it."
"As long as the request is not too excessive, this prison code can agree to it."
Li Qingfeng raised his head slightly: "The younger one wants to learn a third-grade martial arts technique to practice by himself, or to pass it down as a family secret."
"In addition, the little one may be more suitable for interrogating prisoners rather than delivering food to prisoners, so the little one wants to ask an adult for a job that can interrogate prisoners."
The jailer carefully examined Li Qingfeng.
He is a highly motivated jailer.
And he is not very greedy, but he is not really a gentleman who does not take anything and is not greedy at all. He is a gentleman worth cultivating.
at the same time,
The prison code is almost certain that this boy has confirmed the authenticity of this treasure place. Otherwise, how could he dare to ask for benefits in advance?
Prison Code pondered for a moment: "A third-level skill can allow people to practice at least to the realm of holding pills. This is something that I can't touch."
"Even the third-level exercises are not easily accessible to me. This prison code can only promise to give you a lower-level third-level exercise."
"As for errands... Each font can have up to five jailers. Now my Gui font is still lacking three jailers. You can be the third warder of my Gui font."
"Of course, this is only temporary. If he is promoted to the Japanese Prison Code, I will guarantee that you will be the next Prison Code of Gui Zihao!"
Li Qingfeng pretended to be overjoyed: "Thank you, sir! I wish you a good promotion in advance!"
After bowing, Li Qingfeng retreated.
The Prison Code can't wait to recruit people and directly search according to the address Li Qingfeng said.
If this matter is true, if he chooses to report it, it will be a huge achievement.
It is impossible to say that he can be directly promoted from the ninth-level prison code to the ninth-level prison master. Even because the prison master is still alive, he may be transferred from the Tianlao, a place that is too risky.
If he didn't choose to report it, all the massive wealth looted by the rebels would go into his pocket.
With such huge wealth by then, wouldn't it be easy to smooth out connections and transfer to other departments for promotion?
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Early the next morning.
Li Qingfeng finished delivering the meal as usual, and then returned to the torture chamber.
At this time, Chen Gang stood up quickly: "I almost forgot to change the torch."
Zhang San: "Xiao Chen, you have to come back soon! As long as you sit next to me, my luck will not be so good! If I win later, I will definitely get a share of it!"
Chen Gang: "Haha! Okay!"
Chen Gang turned around and walked out.
The noise of gambling and drinking continued.
Li Qingfeng found it strange that in the first few days after he came to Tianlao, Chen Gang had to wait for him to change the torch every time when he was delivering food, so that he could help change the torch.
But he seems to be avoiding himself intentionally these days?
Time passes slowly,
"Unlucky! Lost again!"
Zhang San threw the pieces of silver out, but then raised his head and looked towards the cell: "What's going on, Xiao Chen?"
"It's been almost half an hour since you changed the torch and you still haven't come back?"
Uncle Ding said: "Could it be that he was tricked by a prisoner on death row? This kind of thing has happened before."
"It's not impossible!"
Zhang San looked at Li Qingfeng: "Xiao Li, go and take a look."
Li Qingfeng raised his head slightly. If someone asked him to do this, he would not be willing to agree, but Zhang San took good care of him anyway.
"I'll go right away."
A moment later, Li Qingfeng stood in the cell passage and looked at the opened cell No. 81, feeling slightly surprised in his heart.
At the same time, Li Qingfeng saw the location of Cell No. 81, and a dark figure walked out of it.
It was Chen Gang who had disappeared for half an hour.
He walked out of it, closed the cell with a creak and locked it, but he stood there without moving for a long time.
You can only vaguely see the expression on his face that is full of excitement, and the excitement and excitement in his eyes are even more conspicuous.
The most striking thing is that the aura on his body seems to have improved a lot again.
Li Qingfeng walked over slowly.
"Brother Chen?"
Chen Gang was startled and almost jumped up.
When he saw clearly that it was Li Qingfeng, he quickly suppressed the fright in his heart and pretended to be very calm and said: "Li Qing... Xiao Li, is it you? You scared me!"
Li Qingfeng looked at Chen Gang's ears strangely. This guy had just walked out of Cell No. 81 and had not taken off his earplugs.
In other words, this guy didn't wear earplugs at all.
Moreover, he was just here to change the torch, so how did he get the key to Cell No. 81 and even go in?
Could this guy have been bewitched and controlled by Tang Jinhua, the deputy leader of the Demon Sword Association?
After thinking about this, Li Qingfeng took a step back without leaving a trace, and his inner energy was slightly mobilized, ready to use the Peregrine Falcon to escape at any time.
After making these preparations, Li Qingfeng handed over to Chen Gang:
"It's all my fault that I didn't make any noise while walking, I'm sorry!"
After a slight apology, Li Qingfeng saw that this guy seemed to be still normal, and then he continued: "You took too long to change the torch. Uncle Zhang and the others were worried that something had happened to you, so they asked me to come over and take a look.
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Chen Gang laughed: "Aren't you afraid that Uncle Zhang's underpants will lose? Just change the torch, what will happen?"
While he was talking, his eyes seemed to dodge a little, and then he made a careless look: "It seems that Uncle Zhang really lost miserably, so I will go back first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Gang strode towards the execution room.
Li Qingfeng watched the other party go away. When he saw the other party entering the execution room, his eyes gradually turned cold.
There is definitely something wrong with this guy!
Not only did his health suddenly improve a few days ago, but today his blood energy was once again elevated, reaching an extreme level. In addition, he entered Cell No. 81 while changing torches.
Maybe this guy has been bewitched and controlled by that Tang Jinhua.
Thinking of the relevant contents recorded in the file and Tang Jinhua's criminal video, Li Qingfeng frowned slightly: "I'm afraid something big is going to happen in the near future. If this kid makes a sudden attack or even directly releases Tang Jinhua... Why don't we just take a few days off?
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"Also, how did he get the key to Cell No. 81? Could it be that he has the same money as me and can communicate with ghosts and gods?"
"Or is it that Wang Laotou or Xu Laotou are also bewitched and controlled?"
There are only three copies of the Gui font key.
The warden and the two jailers each have a key. Ordinary jailers like them are not qualified to touch the key.
The same is true. To interrogate a prisoner, you need to be at least a jailer. Otherwise, if the cell door cannot be opened, why interrogate him?
"Forget it, it's none of your business, just hang up."
"I am the jailer, and I keep the prisoners in the heavenly prison, so that I can survive in troubled times, and I don't want to be heard or heard by the princes..."