Douluo's Angel and Knight

Chapter 99 You don’t want XXXXX either

The next day, in the cafeteria, Tang San, holding a steamed bun in his hand, finally understood what labor reform was.

He is so tired! This refers to psychological tiredness, not physical tiredness. Although his soul power has been sealed, he is a great soul master after all, and he will not be so tired from just a little work.

To put it simply, it is a lot of work but tedious. Camelot is undergoing major infrastructure construction, and the prisoners cannot be idle.

So Tang San worked on the construction site for a day. Of course, because he was still young, he wouldn't be assigned any heavy work.

After a morning's work, Tang San was tired. At the same time, Camelot had temporarily succeeded in ascending to the top of the list of ways to die in his heart, and even the Spirit Hall had to wait a little longer.

The reason was that the people at the construction site were scolding them a bit harshly. Anyway, Tang San's parents had already been robbed several times in the morning.

Every time Tang San couldn't help but want to give the other party a way to kill him, he would give up again when he looked at the knight next to him who put down his working tools and stared at him.

"Brother Tang, how was your experience this morning?"

The fat man who had made Tang San suffer such humiliation sat down next to Tang San, and at the same time a few drops of sweat fell on Tang San's head.

Tang San suddenly felt that this steamed bun that was so delicious just now no longer tasted good, but thinking that he might have to continue working in the afternoon, he had to endure his nausea and ate it in a few mouthfuls.

"Brother Tang, what do I want to ask you?"

"It's not bad." Tang San dealt with it casually. In one night, with Fatty's efforts to communicate, the two inmates finally knew each other's names, but for Tang San, who had already included Fatty in the plan of death.

As far as I'm concerned, it would be nice to have a few words with him.

The fat man didn't care about Tang San's attitude. With the kind of experience Tang San suffered yesterday, you still allowed him to have a little temper.

"Brother Tang, our treatment is actually very good.

"At least we have food to eat now and we are just doing some work. If you had to change it a year ago, we would have been turned into corpses and hung up.

"Even now, we are very lucky, at least we are not sent to the far north to chat with the ice bear."

…

Over the course of one night, Tang San roughly figured out the character of this fat prison inmate. He was just a talkative. He didn't care whether you listened or not, he just talked a lot.

Then, when Tang San saw a man with a bald head and a slightly crooked nose entering the cafeteria, his eyes lit up and he stood up to greet him.

"Teacher." "Mistress!"

When he saw it was Tang San, the teacher couldn't hold back his tears. What he experienced one night and one morning was simply beyond words.

First, he was tortured by four big men all night, and then he was dragged out to work in the morning. He was not an eleven-year-old kid like Tang San, and he was assigned heavy tasks.

But it happened that he was just a teacher who engaged in so-called theory. He had a very poor physique and almost exhausted himself to death in the morning.

It was impossible for the master and apprentice to just stand in the hall and talk to each other. Instead, they found a place to sit down.

But as soon as he sat down, Yu Xiaogang stood up again. It was really painful.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I just got a little injured while working this morning." Yu Xiaogang sat down again, but this time he sat down.

It was impossible for him to tell Tang San everything he experienced last night, how could he maintain the dignity of a teacher in front of his disciples in the future.

"Teacher, do you want me to take a look?"

Tang San felt that it was just a little injured, and considering his methods, it shouldn't be a big problem.

"no, I'm fine.

"Mistress, let's discuss what to do next?" Yu Xiaogang quickly began to change the topic.

So the two masters and apprentices began to whisper in the cafeteria, discussing how to escape next.

"Oh, isn't this Xiaogang?"

Just as the discussion between the master and the disciples was getting underway, four people came over. The leader had a scar on his face, and he was Yu Xiaogang's cellmate.

When Yu Xiaogang saw the four people, his face turned pale.

"Dao, Brother Scar, good morning."

Tang San saw something was wrong with the teacher's situation and immediately stood up.

"What did you do to my teacher?!" At the same time, Tang San tried to use his god-king's killing intent.

Then, Tang San's face turned pale, does this Holy Light Seal really mean to kill?!

Scar's eyes lit up, he looked Tang San up and down, and he had to say, he was very satisfied.

"Xiao Gang, it turns out you have an apprentice? Why don't you introduce him to us?"

Yu Xiaogang was angry, he could bear it himself, this was his apprentice Tang San!

"I'm warning you, Scar! His father is..."

No more, the roar at Scar stopped abruptly, Yu Xiaogang had already realized that this was not something that could be taken out casually to show off.

"Who is his father? Why don't you say anything, Xiaogang?

"Your unruly look just now was pretty good. Where did you get the courage to yell at me?

"ah?!"

Scar smiled ferociously, moved the hand on Yu Xiaogang's back downwards, and continued: "Where did your little birdy look go last night?"

"you put……"

The words stopped abruptly again, because Yu Xiaogang had already seen the remaining three strong men surrounding Tang San.

"Brother Scar, his father is me." Finally, Yu Xiaogang choked out these words.

"Father and son? Father and son, this is better!" Scar's eyes became brighter.

"He's just a child, Brother Scar, let him go." Yu Xiaogang's expression was pleading.

"It depends on how you do, Xiaogang. I want to play something more exciting tonight."

"Yes, yes." Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but nod as he looked at Tang San, whose face was already red, from the corner of his eye.

Seeing that Yu Xiaogang had agreed, Scar smiled and prepared to get up and leave with his three brothers.

However, as soon as he stood up, he seemed to remember something and turned to Yu Xiaogang and said: "Xiao Gang, remember not to think about changing cells or what to say to the knights.

"You don't want what happens to your free-born son, right?"

Yu Xiaogang still just couldn't stop nodding.

After seeing Scar and his party leaving, Yu Xiaogang turned his attention to Tang San again.

"Mistress." He stretched out his hand tremblingly.

And Tang San took a step back.

"It's not what you think, Xiao San!" Yu Xiaogang wanted to explain something, but Tang San had already turned around and left.

As a brother-in-law with the evil-eyed tiger and Goulan Caoji, Tang San already realized something just after hearing a few words of the conversation between Yu Xiaogang and Scar.

Pure and pure? You can hear it.

Tang San suddenly felt very sick, and at the same time very angry, angry towards several objects.

The anger towards Scar and his group was his teacher. How dare these scumbags! If his soul power and even all means of hidden weapons were not sealed, he would have chopped these scumbags alive!

The anger against Camelot is all blamed on this inexplicable country and the inexplicable profession of Paladin!

If it weren't for this country, he would have become the God King step by step instead of suffering humiliation here!

Suffering the greatest humiliation in his three lifetimes! Camelot has successfully reached the top of the list of ways to die, not temporarily, but forever!

Finally, he was angry at Yu Xiaogang, who did such a thing, and was he worthy of being his Tang San's teacher! Why not die as soon as possible and keep his honor and that of Tang San!

He also calls himself Tang San's father. His father is an indomitable Haotian Douluo. How can a twenty-nine-level waste be worthy?!

Looking at Tang San who had already walked out of the cafeteria, Yu Xiaogang's hands dropped weakly.

There are still two months left, and we still have to endure.

(End of chapter)