Martial arts immortality, I will eventually be invincible

Chen Guanlou returned to the ground and came to the official room.

When he saw Xiao Jincheng, he suddenly exclaimed in his heart.

Incredibly, in just a few years, he has already become a seventh-level warrior, and his cultivation has improved rapidly.

Could it be that this guy is also a talented player, a top genius. While working as a dog for the emperor, running errands and practicing at the same time, he can still make rapid progress. He is definitely a genius and a master of time management.

Given time, he will definitely be able to break through the ninth level.

Whether you can break through the Grandmaster depends on your fate!

What's even more awesome is that this person was reused during the late emperor's meeting. By the time of Emperor Jianshi, he could continue to be reused. As a Jinyiwei, he was valued by two generations of emperors. This ability was even more shocking than his martial arts talent.

The rule of one emperor and one courtier did not apply to him at all.

"Master Xiao is a rare visitor! It makes Tianlao Pengpi shine! Please sit down, please sit down! I wonder what kind of wind blew Master Xiao here today?"

Xiao Jincheng still had a coffin face, stern and cold, as if he was about to commit murder at any time.

In the past, Chen Guanlou had to avoid his edge.

Now, it’s up to you!

He invited the other party to drink tea and chatted about other things.

Xiao Jincheng didn't look like someone who was good at chatting. He coughed slightly, interrupted Chen Guanlou's chatter, and said solemnly: "I came today with a merciless request. I want to pick someone up from the prison."

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who are you mentioning?"

"Master Wu Qi!"

When Chen Guanlou heard this, he immediately laughed, "Now that things have happened, hasn't Zheng Daochong still given up? If official methods don't work, he will resort to Jianghu methods. When Jianghu methods don't work, he turns to official methods again. I would like to ask, he gave How much does it cost Mr. Xiao to make this trip for him?"

Xiao Jincheng frowned slightly, "As far as I know, Chen Yucheng is very concerned about the situation of a prisoner named Fan. I can exchange the prisoner named Fan for Master Wu Qi! How about it?"

Chen Guanlou's eyebrows suddenly sank, and the atmosphere in the official room instantly became solemn. The air seemed to be condensed together and did not dare to flow.

"Are you making a deal with me? Make a deal with me with Prisoner Fan. Is Prisoner Fan not dead yet?"

"I checked before I came here and found that no one was dead."

"You only have one breath left, right?" Chen Guanlou half-smiled, "Give me Prisoner Fan, and I will pretend that what happened today never happened and won't care about you. How about that?"

Xiao Jincheng frowned, "Chen Yuucheng's request is a bit excessive."

"You know it's too much!"

Bang!

Chen Guanlou patted the table.

My own tables, chairs and benches are broken and I have to spend money to replace them, which I can’t bear to do. So when I took the shot, I kept my strength down. It was very good and the shot was not damaged. But the momentum is sufficient.

"Now that you know it's too much, you still come to the prison and tell me what to say about changing people. Mr. Xiao, I have always respected you. We have been dealing with each other since I was a jailer. In these years, I have never treated you If you have made any excessive demands, how can you have the nerve to make such excessive demands from me? Did Zheng Daochong sell his ass to you, or did he see you kill someone? Is it appropriate for you to work for him regardless of the rules of officialdom? "

These words are really ugly, even saying it to sell one's ass. This is the biggest insult in official circles, and it is almost the same as greeting an old mother.

Xiao Jincheng's face was still expressionless. There was no emotion or joy on his face anyway. Even though he was furious inside, he still had a coffin face.

Chen Guanlou even suspected that this guy couldn't make an expression or even smile. Born lacking the seven human emotions and six desires, he was born with a holy body of martial arts.

Freak!

Little did he know that in the eyes of others, he was also a freak, a deviant freak.

"If Chen Yuucheng doesn't want to, forget it, why bother with insulting him with words!"

That's very kind!

If it had been a few years ago, the people named Xiao would have rioted. He will never speak calmly.

Chen Guanlou chuckled and said, "Zheng Daochong doesn't deserve to be polite to me. I don't care what the affair between you is, and what kind of information you have fell into the hands of Zheng. You go back and tell Zheng that you want to take it from me." Go ahead, Master Wu Qi! Let him give up this idea as soon as possible. If he dares to take the wrong approach and try his own methods, I will let him know that not only will he destroy the family, but I will also destroy the family's traditional skills."

"How much benefit has the Wu family given to Chen Yuucheng? Why do you want to defend Master Wu Qi like this?"

"This is not maintenance! People like you don't understand!" Chen Guanlou served tea to see the guests off, saying nothing in a nonchalant manner.

Xiao Jincheng didn't dare to be arrogant in front of him, so he would be arrogant and not give the other person face.

As for Prisoner Fan, it’s all fate, just accept it!

Xiao Jincheng snorted coldly, stood up and left without saying a word.

I thought that the matter would end here, but I never expected that a few hours later, Prisoner Fan was sent from the prison.

He spoke politely, "Master Xiao has given orders. This prisoner has been found out and is basically innocent. He has nothing to do with the rebellion. The imperial prison is crowded, so the person is sent to the Tianlao. All subsequent matters will be handled by the Tianlao. Make the decision. This is the prison transfer document, please sign it."

Chen Guanlou:......

What does Xiao Jincheng mean?

To please him?

Repair relationships?

Business?

He took the document and glanced at it. There was nothing wrong with it. It was an official transfer document.

Looking at Jailer Fan who was being dragged like a dead dog, he was indeed barely breathing. There was no good spot on his body, and his limbs were twisted like a spider.

He's not dead yet, and he's still able to persist until now. Prisoner Fan is awesome!

He quickly signed the document and ordered the jailer from Tianlao to take over from jailer Fan and send him directly to the resting room, and sent someone to ask for Medical Officer Mu.

Prisoner Fan did not open his eyes during the whole process and remained unconscious. I don’t know if I can still live.

If Medical Officer Mu can't do anything, it's basically equivalent to declaring death.

Medical Officer Mu hurried over and when he saw Prisoner Fan's appearance, he cursed on the spot, "Those gang of thieves in Prison are indeed perverts!"

"Hurry up and show him. He has been unconscious all this time. Can he still be alive?"

Medical Officer Mu drove all the extra people out of the room, leaving only the pharmacy jailer to help.

Others heard that Jailer Fan was sent back and came to visit one after another.

Seeing the miserable state of Prisoner Fan through the window, everyone looked frightened, fear spreading in their hearts.

Chen Guanlou took the opportunity to teach everyone a lesson, "You've all seen it! The capital is deep in water, and opening a store and doing business is not as easy as you think. If someone wants you to join in doing business in the future, be alert and ask yourself if you have eaten or cooked." The ability to buy and sell this bowl of rice.

If you ask yourself if you have no ability, just be honest and do your job. Don't think about things in half-hearted ways. Working as an errand in Tianlao, I can't guarantee anything else. You will definitely have food and clothing, and you don't have to worry about safety. As long as I stay in the prison for one day, I will keep you safe. Of course, if someone insists on seeking death, even if it is me, I can only say: wish for good luck! "