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Chapter 410 Is it all seven grades?

Before Batu Ashlan was taken to the prison, he was led by Nasutu into the office belonging to the cell leader outside the prison.

Naturally, the general and the two elite soldiers did not receive such special treatment. They had been taken back to the separate cells previously used by the relevant jailers.

As for the cell leader, he was of course kicked out of the office, and the two police officers responsible for escorting Batu Aslan were guarding outside the office.

Not a guard, but a surveillance.

Although Nasutu's request to have a private conversation with Batu Aslan before Batu Asilan was imprisoned was strictly speaking too much, the two detectives from the Lin family did not hesitate to do so.

Agree to Nasutu's request.

This is what Jiang Fan specifically explained in advance.

Extortion is extortion, but Nasutu should still be treated with due respect.

"Your Highness, you should understand how ridiculous what happened today is. Just because of your impulsiveness, Jinzhang has to pay the price of 130,000 sheep. Winter will begin in two months.

, the loss of these 130,000 sheep may make it impossible for many herdsmen to survive the winter and die of hunger and cold, you should be aware of it."

Nasutu looked at Batu Ashilan with a sullen face and an indifferent tone and said.

"Your Majesty the Pope, please believe me, these Zhou people have really gone too far! If they hadn't been provoking my majesty, how could I have conflicted with them?"

Batu Ashi Lan said very aggrievedly.

"Are the Zhou people going too far? Are they provoking you, or are you bringing your habits from the Golden Account here and breaking the rules that the Zhou people themselves are abiding by?"

There was no change in Nasutu's tone, but the words he spoke made Batu Aslan couldn't help but sweat break out on his forehead.

After hesitating for a while, he finally couldn't continue to defend himself under Nasutu's sharp gaze. He could only lower his head and apologize: "Your Majesty the Pope, I know I was wrong."

"Hmph! Before I came here, the Great Khan personally told you that I was afraid that your impulsive temper would ruin things. Along the way, I also mentioned the corresponding issues that need attention to you several times, and you agreed every time.

Okay. Even this morning, before you left the club, this topic was brought up again, but what was the result? Batu Aslan, I am very disappointed in you."

Nasutu snorted coldly, and then said: "I will tell the Khan truthfully about this matter from beginning to end. You don't have to expect me to hide any details for you. In addition, I know your thoughts very well, but from this point on

Judging from the situation, if you want to continue to have an impact on the Great Khan's position, you will need to spend more time and effort to change the way the Great Khan and I view you."

Batu Ashlan's face suddenly turned pale, knowing that although Nasutu's words were not fatal, they actually eliminated his chance to compete for the position of Khan.

"Tell me, why were you caught by the police of Heyang City? Bao Li is also at the seventh level after all. Could it be that he couldn't defeat even an ordinary policeman of Heyang City? Even if this matter today is your fault

First of all, you can break out of the encirclement by force and run back to the guild hall! As long as you are not caught directly, there is still room for change. Why did it end up like this?"

Nasutu finally asked his most puzzling question.

Batu Ashilan was stunned for a moment, and then he said helplessly: "Your Majesty the Pope, if we could have run away, of course we would have run away long ago. But the problem is... the catcher who appeared in time, he... is a

A genuine eighth-grade man, Baoli just didn't even catch a single punch from that policeman."

Nasutu's expression instantly became dull.

After a while, he finally said incredulously: "What did you say? The policeman in charge of patrolling the streets in Heyang City is a master of the eighth level?! Are you crazy?"

"Your Majesty the Pope, I know this sounds incredible, but it is indeed true. After being locked up in a cell, even though I was in a separate cell, I could still communicate with the cells nearby. The cells nearby also

They are all relatively special cells, and the prisoners held in them have unusual identities."

Batu Azilan glanced at Nasutu and continued: "Through chatting with them, I learned that meeting that eighth-grade catcher was not because I was unlucky, but entirely because of... He

All the policemen in Yangcheng are masters of at least seventh grade."

Nasutu immediately opened his mouth wide and looked at Batu Ashilan in front of him stupidly, his mind went blank for a moment.

All the agents... are at least seven-level masters or above!?

Are you kidding?!

Even if he doesn't know much about Dazhou, he still knows very well what the status of a policeman is in Dazhou!

It is no exaggeration to say that they are not even officials. In the official system of the Zhou Dynasty, they can only get the status of officials!

If compared to the golden tent on the grassland, it is probably equivalent to a ten-captain? Perhaps even worse!

And how many captains are there in the Prairie Golden Tent? No matter how conservatively you estimate, there will still be tens of thousands, right?

I believe that even if the number of Da Zhou's agents is not so large, if they are added together, they can still make up a total of 18,000.

Such a pure and basic martial arts profession, all are masters of seventh grade or above?!

Am I crazy or is the world crazy?!

If there really were 10,000 seventh-grade people, would Dazhou have been so gentle all the time?

Even if there are not enough cavalry, even if the infantry suffers too much from the prairie cavalry, so what!

If tens of thousands of seventh-grade people were thrown directly into the grassland, it would be enough to kill them all in less than a month, right?

"Eighth Prince, this joke is not funny at all."

After being dumbfounded for a while, Nasutu gritted his teeth and spoke.

Batu Ashilan couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Your Majesty the Pope, how could I joke about this kind of thing? In fact, when I heard the news from the prisoner, I also thought it was too ridiculous.

, but then the prisoner showed me the seventh-level realm he had reached."

"He obviously has special instruments of torture on his body to restrict his movement. Even if he has a seventh-grade breath strength, he cannot break free from the shackles of the instruments of torture. He told me that before coming to Heyang, he was a very famous criminal thief in Da Zhou.

The reason why I came to Heyang is to do something big, because the richest family in Dazhou is in Heyang."

"Unexpectedly, before taking action, he showed his whereabouts in Heyang and was targeted by Heyang's police. And even though he had noticed the trouble for the first time, he decided to evacuate without any hesitation.

But it still failed. Because there were dozens of seventh-level and above masters wearing fast-moving uniforms who participated in the pursuit and interception of him. Even if he had three heads and six arms, he would not be able to escape from this kind of arrest."

After listening to Batu Azilan's story, Nasutu couldn't help but feel in a trance.


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