Martial arts immortality, I will eventually be invincible

The second time Chen Guanlou met Mr. Ye was at Chunxiang's house.

Mr. Ye came to find Mr. Zhao, who rented at Chunxiang's house, and agreed to go to the poetry meeting together. He also promised to introduce Mr. Zhao to the second son of Zhang Yushi's family.

Mr. Zhao, Zhao Mingqiao, had become familiar with Chen Guanlou after drinking with him twice. Zhao Mingqiao enthusiastically introduced Chen Guanlou to Mr. Ye.

"Although Chentou is a jailer, he has also studied seriously and has considerable talent."

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it." Chen Guanlou modestly denied. He knows his own affairs, writes articles, and composes poems. He is not even as good as the young boys in the private school. His advantage lies in the information gap and the knowledge of two lives. The countless information in the Internet age allows him to look at problems beyond the limitations of the times, not in the five elements, and his perspective is particularly clear and often deafening. Therefore, Zhao Mingqiao is particularly enthusiastic about him.

This enthusiasm did not infect Master Ye.

Master Ye was born in a family of scholars and had a high opinion of himself. He was willing to give a straight look to a small jailer, which was already considered to be without airs. How could he really take a jailer seriously?

He nodded to Chen Guanlou reservedly, without any desire to get to know him.

Zhao Mingqiao wanted to win him over and let Master Ye know Chen Guanlou's talent. How wonderful it would be if the three of them sat together and drank.

He had a beautiful thought, but Master Ye was obviously a little impatient.

Chen Guanlou quickly interrupted Zhao Mingqiao, secretly saying that Brother Zhao was very tactless, "You are going to the poetry meeting, you should leave now. If you go too late, it will be a pity if you miss the good show. Brother Zhao, Master Ye, I won't delay you, I have something to do at the government office."

He bowed and left first.

After leaving Chunxiang's house, Master Ye's words reached his ears.

"Brother Zhao, why do you have to lower your status and associate with a jailer? If people know about it, it will implicate Brother Zhao. Brother Zhao should stay away from that Chen in the future."

"Chentou is also a member of the Chen family." Zhao Mingqiao defended.

Young Master Ye sneered, "There are many people with the surname Chen, not all of them are members of the Chen family of the Marquis' Mansion. Who among the Chen family would willingly degenerate into being a jailer in the Tianlao? His father was at least a jailer, but he was just a jailer, and his life became worse and worse."

"Brother Ye also knows Chentou?"

"His name has long been known throughout the Marquis' Mansion. I live in the Marquis' Mansion, so I have heard of him."

"He is really talented."

"Since he is talented, why is he willing to be a jailer? His character is so low, even if he is really talented, you should stay away from him to avoid tainting yourself."

As he moved away, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

Chen Guanlou laughed, his expression calm. He would not get angry because of a few words from the surname Ye. People in the world look down on jailers. If they get angry when they meet someone who speaks rudely, then they just need to get angry and do nothing every day, and time will pass.

He and the man surnamed Ye are obviously two different people. They can't be friends, and they can't even drink at the same table. Such people should be kept away from them. The other party looks down on him, and he is too lazy to give the other party a straight look, and since then they have kept their distance from each other.

Tianlao is where he roams freely.

When he went to Tianlao to work, he heard a shocking news that Mr. Kongkong from the C-shaped prison had escaped from prison.

Mr. Kongkong's case was sentenced.

He took out the coffin book to find someone to make connections, and the person who collected the money patted his chest and guaranteed that at most he would be exiled. If he was lucky, he might not even have to be exiled, and he could get out after being locked up for a few years.

With this guarantee, Mr. Kongkong sat in prison with peace of mind and waited for the result.

He never expected that the case would be officially sentenced to immediate execution. The person who took the money, but didn't get the job done.

It's not clear whether Mr. Kongkong was angry or not. Anyway, after the verdict came down, he didn't say a word and didn't eat. It was the jailer who served the food who found something wrong. Then he found out that there was no one in the prison, just a dummy in clothes. Mr. Kongkong had escaped from prison a long time ago.

Within a year, three jailbreaks occurred in the C-shaped prison. This frequency and bad luck are unparalleled.

Seeing that the prisoner was about to go to the execution ground, the prisoner disappeared and couldn't be found. What should we do?

From top to bottom, everyone in the C-shaped prison went crazy.

No one thought that Mr. Kongkong would escape from prison at this time. They didn't even know how Mr. Kongkong managed to leave the prison without anyone noticing and kept it a secret for a day or two before being discovered.

Xu Fugui was anxious and angry, and his mouth was foaming. He scolded all the jailers in the C-shaped prison. When he scolded excitedly, he picked up a stick and beat them directly.

No matter whether they were young jailers or old-timers, they dared not say a word when they were beaten, let alone dodge. At this time, no one dared to be the leader, just take the beating obediently.

Xu Fugui was furious, "If I can't catch anyone, I can't complete my mission. If the higher-ups want me to die, I will definitely take all of you away before I die. Everyone will have a hard time, and no one can stay out of it. Especially you, Lu Datou, now that Zhang Wantong is gone, you look at what kind of leader you are, gambling every day. If the higher-ups investigate, I will be the first to sacrifice your head."

Lu Datou felt so wronged, he didn't start gambling today, he was an old gambler ten years ago. They didn't despise him before, but now they want to sacrifice him, can they be reasonable?

"Xu Tou, there are two days before the execution. Even if they want to sacrifice me, they have to get through the difficulties in front of them first. Anyway, I am still useful."

"It's useless. Look at your big head and big butt. What's the use of it? It's useless." Xu Fugui kicked him, and Lu Datou fell back consciously. He had to show Xu Fugui's unparalleled martial arts and his serious injuries. As a mature jailer, this is one of the skills he must master.

The necessary skills of a jailer include but are not limited to: gambling, drinking, bragging, guaranteeing, and making money.

The most important thing is to make money.

"Boss, I'm really useful, really. Li Dai Tao Jiang, I can definitely do it."

"I can do it."

"Boss, listen to me. The thief Kong Kong is best at disguising himself. Who dares to say that he has seen the real face of the little thief Kong Kong? Who dares to say that the little thief Kong Kong who was seen in the past showed his real face? Everyone knows that the little thief Kong Kong's disguise is very mysterious. It is basically a strange skill that can be disguised without external force."

Lu Datou's mind was particularly clear at this moment, and he analyzed the matter very cleverly. Since no one dares to say that the face of Kongkong the thief they saw is his true face, this makes it very convenient for Li Dai Taojiang.

You say he is not Kongkong the thief? Why do you say he is not? How many faces of Kongkong the thief have you seen? Can you tell which face is the real face?

He has been imprisoned in the Tianlao for such a long time. If we say he is, he is him. Even if the king of heaven comes, he is still the same.

Because this is the Tianlao, there are a group of responsible and capable jailers, and prisoners can't escape even if they have wings.