Douluo's Angel and Knight

Chapter 94 Tang San’s Wonderful Journey in Prison.Part 2

Looking at Tang San, who looked angry but endured it, the serious man still had the same expression, but there was a sneer in his heart.

'These soul master nobles from outside Camelot will always have such bad morals.'

Of course, the sarcasm in his heart would not affect Tang San's judgment. The oath sworn by the serious man also ensured that he must be fair and not deal with prisoners at will because of emotions.

"If you attempt to commit murder and disrupt public order in the street, according to Camelot's existing laws, you should be sentenced to five years of hard labor in the Far North.

"But since you are a foreigner and do not know the laws of Camelot, the sentence will be lighter.

"Instead of having to go to the Far North for two months of forced labor, we will be expelled from Camelot immediately after serving our sentence!"

Tang San was anxious, what the hell is reform-through-labor, there are still two months of sentence left, he couldn't stand it for a day!

But resistance was impossible now, so he finally used the wisdom of his god-king.

"I'll make a bet with you. If I win, let me go. If I lose, I will accept the punishment and my sentence will be doubled."

The serious man looked at Tang San with a look that looked like he was mentally retarded, and ignored him, making a bet? What kind of cerebral palsy, and the law is just a casual bet and a joke?

After waving his hand, another knight next to him came over, held Tang San's hand forcibly, and put his fingerprint on the verdict.

Immediately afterwards, the knight dragged Tang San away, but on the way, Tang San kept shouting: "Do you dare to bet with me, you coward, do you dare to bet with me!"

Then Tang San was dragged into another room and forced into a chair. Another knight came over with a pair of scissors and a razor.

Tang San, who was mumbling words, stopped shouting in fear, because he felt a coolness on his head!

His ocean-like blue hair, as long as a woman's, is now disappearing! Although it is not yet there, it will become that kind of hair sooner or later. It is gradually disappearing with the movement of a razor.

"What are you going to do? You can't do this!"

Tang San screamed in horror.

"Don't move! What if you hurt your head?"

The knight next to him held Tang San firmly, and at the same time, out of duty, he explained to Tang San impatiently: "This is my rule in Camelot. All prisoners must shave their heads."

"You are insulting my personality and disrespecting my dignity."

The knight finally couldn't bear it anymore and knocked Tang San unconscious.

It finally became quiet. Every prisoner who came from outside to commit crimes would do this, but this was the first one to shout so loudly like Tang San.

Prisoners have a lot of human dignity, and Camelot has done a good enough job.

Tang San slowly woke up again and opened his eyes again.

It was still that cell, still the fat pig that made Tang San suffer the first humiliation in his three lives.

Seeing this fat pig that made him suffer great humiliation, Tang San became angry again. If I can't cure the people of Camelot, can I still cure you, a fat pig who is also a prisoner?

The fat man didn't pay attention to Tang San, who already wanted to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin. He just threw the toilet tools for cleaning the cell in front of Tang San.

"Young man, it's you who caused the smell. You can't expect me to clean it alone."

Tang San didn't care, just stared at the fat pig angrily, and at the same time prepared to use his hidden weapon, even if the sentence was increased, he would take revenge!

Tangmen disciples must avenge themselves!

Then he discovered that his Twenty-Four Bridges on the Bright Moon Night were missing, and his sleeve arrows were also missing.

His clothes were also changed into white clothes, with the word "prison" written on the front of his chest.

At the same time, his own soul power could no longer be sensed.

In other words, he is just an ordinary little boy now.

"Don't even think about resisting. As soon as the verdict comes out, the knights of Camelot will give the prisoner a skill called Holy Light Seal.

"This skill can seal a person's soul power and martial soul. It will not be unlocked for us until the end of his sentence."

This extremely fat man rarely gave Tang San some popular science.

Tang San didn't listen. Now that he was filled with hatred and anger, he couldn't listen either. He just struggled and walked towards the fat man.

"You can't listen to what others say, can you?"

The man frowned, looked at Tang San who was walking towards him with bloodshot eyes, and punched him.

How could an eleven-year-old boy with sealed martial soul power be able to withstand a punch from an adult or a relatively heavy man?

Tang San's other eye also turned dark.

Tang San finally calmed down after suffering a heavy blow. Now, both of his eyes were swollen.

"Hurry up and clean it up, I'm going to have to live in this cell for a long time."

The man ignored Tang San's state and forced the sanitary tools to Tang San.

Tang San held a broom and mop in his hand, speechless and choked.

'Ba Ba, come and save me!'

What is Tang Hao doing at this time?

He is running for his life covered in blood, and to know why he is like this, let us go back in time.

Probably not long ago, a giant wolf stood in the air in front of Tang Hao, a giant wolf that had cultivated for almost 100,000 years.

There is also a middle-aged man with two dark circles standing on the wolf's back. He is the lord of Rongping City and a paladin.

The Lord of Rongping City looked at the cloaked man in front of him solemnly. He was dealing with government affairs just now. If it weren't for the sudden fluctuation of his aura, he wouldn't have realized that someone with a title had sneaked into Rongping City.

The shocking wolf howl just now was the reminder sent by his soul beast companions after discovering this ban.

What's more important is that the cloaked man in front of him can tell he has bad intentions at a glance, and he is only a Templar now, and his companions of soul beasts are only nearly 100,000 years old. Against the title, he is probably at a loss.

The combat effectiveness of Paladins cannot be judged from the perspective of traditional soul masters. They are generally quite capable of fighting. This is the current consensus on the mainland.

But no matter how much you exceed the limit, there is a limit. A Templar Knight who is about the same level as a Soul Saint, fighting a Titled Douluo with a Soul Beast that is less than 100,000 years old. To put it nicely, it is difficult to call it, but to say it sounds ugly, it is called a hammer. Hurry up.

Run.

But he couldn't run, not that he didn't want to run. If he really ran, it would be difficult for a titled Douluo to stop a Paladin who was good at speed.

If it was an encounter in the wild, he really ran away. Although the paladin's virtue includes bravery, it does not encourage him to act recklessly and ignore the enemy when he sees him. On the contrary, he despises this kind of behavior.

But he was in Rongping City now, and there were countless residents of Camelot below. He ran away, and he didn't think this malicious titled Douluo would let go of Rongping City below.

Tang Hao also looked at the paladin in front of him with a complicated expression.

Tang Hao is actually very good at hiding, otherwise he wouldn't have been wanted by Wuhun Palace as much as possible for almost two years, and he would still be wandering around outside.

When he followed Tang Sanyu and Xiaogang to Camelot, no one actually noticed him. Even though his tattered cloak looked so eye-catching, no one noticed him. Neither did Camelot, which has an atmosphere of people rising up in the sun.

he.

The reason why he was sensed by a paladin far lower than himself was because he saw what Tang San experienced.

The scene when I woke up when I first entered prison.

(End of chapter)