Super Treasure Hunter

The fat man added a protective barrier to their cell to prevent the unpleasant smells from entering, and to purify the air in their cell, he was tired and sat cross-legged on the ground, complaining silently: "Now we What is the fortune? When you arrive at a new place, come to the prison first to punch a card?"

Chen Mo also smiled bitterly: "Yes, we can all publish a book of "Prison Cell Appreciation"."

Bai Mingjing also joked on the side: "You can also call "The Years I Was in Prison""

When Wang Wei and Jiawei heard this, they couldn't help but laughed, "Then you can start writing."

A group of people interjected, and the atmosphere in the cell improved a lot. After laughing enough in the middle of the week, they finally remembered the problem they had ignored in the beginning.

"Why does that driver have to kill a tramp?"

Bai Mingjing was connected with all these thoughts, and he was also very puzzled: "It stands to reason that a tramp can be killed, not to mention a man with a strong mana like him."

"But the opposite is that he has been practicing a kind of performance-style killing, as if he was certain that we would do it."

Chen Mo looked at Bai Mingjing and said suspiciously: "You mean, did he show it to us on purpose? Just for us to save him?"

"Then why did he die in the end?"

Bai Mingjing shook his head and shrugged helplessly: "This is just a bold guess of mine. I don't know how reasonable this is."

Zhou Zhong also nodded to the side: "But this is indeed the most appropriate explanation."

"Moreover, a driver in the late Green Belt can't be killed by anyone who says he can kill him."

Thinking of this, they all fell silent in the middle of the week. If this is the case, then this trip to the prison was framed and framed by people deliberately. And I don't know who is behind the scenes, it's a mess and upset.

In the middle of the week, since they started to plant flags in other Fatas, many people have been staring at their every move. There are envious people, and naturally there are people who hate.

So this time the suspicions are too many to count. Even if you exclude people you know, you will have to wait a day and night, not to mention the unknown danger.

Everyone was thinking seriously, and they heard a distinctive voice coming from the prison. When they looked up, they saw that the person was a young girl, with big watery eyes, a petite face with melon seeds, small red lips, a slender figure and graceful steps. , She walked in step by step at the door of the prison, slamming Tingting, as if walking was not the cell, but the red carpet that had attracted much attention.

"Excuse me, is he detained here in midweek? I'll release him on bail." After speaking, a smile was really intoxicating.

Of course, it wasn't just them in the middle of the week that were fascinated, but also the jailers who were almost staring. The jailers looked at the seemingly ignorant girl in front of them, and there was a shocking wave in their hearts.

"Little sister, who are you? Why do you bail them yourself?" The jailer rushed forward enthusiastically, and surrounded the girl with a nasty question.

Where did the girl see such a blatant person, she could only step back, clutching a bag tightly in her hand, and asked anxiously: "They will leave after I am released on bail, okay?"

"Okay? Then you have to pay a bail. The bail is 100,000 yuan."

The jailer was sure that the girl could not get the 100,000 bail. He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to squeeze oil, so he smiled wretchedly. Unexpectedly, the girl raised the bag in her hand and said happily: "That's right, I have One hundred thousand yuan, let them go."

The jailer didn't expect the girl to be so innocent, and was a little stunned for a while. In the middle of the week, they were also flashed by the girl's sudden operation. They didn't cry or laugh for a while.

"Then your 100,000 yuan is not enough, you need 500,000 yuan." The jailer reflected and said wretchedly to the girl.

The girl looked at the package in her hand, and then at the middle of the week in the prison. She was so anxious that her tears fell.

The jailer pretended to be distressed, and did not reflect that it was his home who wanted to raise the bail before. Instead, he asked: "Then what do you do now?"

The girl shook her head. She was pushed against the wall by the jailer when she wanted to talk. The jailer tore her clothes while saying trivially: "Well, let's play with our brothers, and then we let them go. ......" There was also a jailer roaring next to him, eager to try, and said: "Hurry up, let my brothers try it when you are done."

"This chick looks energetic. No one has touched it..." The girl cried as she struggled, but she was a weak woman who was the opponent of a group of big men.

"Sell, look at the people here who are half-dead, who will save you?" The jailer threatened the girl with a nasty threat. Obviously they forgot that they were healthy and unharmed in midweek.

Zhou Zhongzhong couldn't pass it over and violent in the prison, and the prison door turned into ashes in an instant. Looking at their group of beasts in human skin in the middle of the week, before they waited for the shot, Bai Mingjing's set of skills was posted, and everyone turned into an ice sculpture.

Zhou Zhong knocked part of their mouths with a bone blade, picked up the chili water left over from the execution, and poured them one by one. The jailers were dying to death, but they were still unable to move. Their faces became redder and the fat man was there. A small fire stick was placed next to their mouths, and when they kept panting, the fire would get bigger and bigger and burn to their mouths.

While setting fire to the fat man, he said: "Let your mouth not accumulate virtue, it is better to burn your mouth."

Bai Mingjing tied the girl's clothes, and found a new dress to put on her. The girl cried, and it took a long time to stop crying.

In the middle of the week, the girl calmed down and asked her: "You and I have never known each other, why did you come to save us?"

Looking at the middle of the week, the girl blushed inexplicably, and said falteringly: "I...you saved my father, I'm here to repay my favor."

Zhou Zhong asked her suspiciously: "Your father is that tramp?" Isn't the gap too big?

The girl didn't answer again this time. She handed them a mysterious locator and ran away in a hurry.

Zhong Zhou glanced at the locator and found that it could not be cracked. He gave the locator to Bai Mingjing to study it. While studying the locator, Bai Mingjing followed everyone to the outside of the prison.

"This locator has been encrypted. It takes a long time to crack." Bai Mingjing felt that the atmosphere was not right after speaking. As soon as he looked up, he saw a group of black-clothed assassins blocking their way.