Douluo angel and knight

Chapter 93 Tang 3's Wonderful Journey to Prison. Part [-]

Chapter 93 Tang San's Wonderful Journey to Prison. Part [-]

At night, in Rongping City Prison, Tang San woke up, opened his mouth and groaned.

After all, that black beaded ape was very ruthless.

Then Tang San felt a drop of liquid entering his mouth.

At the same time, Tang San smelled a scent, opened his eyes, a man with a fat head and big ears was in front of him to solve life's urgent matters, next to his head, there was a wooden barrel.

Even a few drops of sewage splashed out.

So, what was in the mouth just now?
You have a way to die!

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot instantly, he was angry!

Just when Tang San was about to stand up and let this fat pig experience Tang Menlang's anger, he fell.

Because he's being handcuffed quite tightly now.

Tang San looked in horror at the wooden barrel that was getting closer and closer to him, trying to escape with the help of Tang Sect's unique technique, Ghost Shadow, but his struggle failed again.

Then, the entire cell was instantly filled with a peculiar smell, and at the same time, it was impossible for the person who was solving the problem to stop halfway, so God King Tang really enjoyed the rain this time.

Anyway, his mother is a grass, so it shouldn't be a bad thing for Tang San, right?

The fat man who was dealing with it was also frightened. It seems that next time, he can't try to save the trouble and try to make more space. He threw the person next to the wooden barrel. Such a cell full of flavor is not comfortable for the fat man himself.

"Come on, come on!"

The fat man cried out in a heart-wrenching manner. As a former wealthy businessman, staying in this kind of cell was already the limit of his tolerance. Now that this cell is full of smell, it is even more unbearable.

……

In the bathroom, Tang San couldn't wait to rub his own skin off, today he suffered the humiliation of three lifetimes!
Although he was only a low-level handyman disciple of the Tang Sect in his first life, thanks to his good means of making hidden weapons, the sect would not hand over the reincarnation of grains to him.

Even in the second life, he is the son of the Clear Sky Douluo and the Blue Silver Emperor. Even if he did not live well in his childhood, he would not suffer such humiliation.

The third world hasn't even begun, let alone.

Tang San swears that he must let that fat pig experience the pain of a broken soul!
"Ow!"

Suddenly, a wolf howl resounding through the heavens and the earth interrupted Tang San's anger, which shocked him and calmed down a little.

There is no doubt about being in prison, the next step is how to escape.

How to find Yu Xiaogang and escape.

I just didn't expect that any peasant from Camelot could fight like that, and at the same time, Camelot made Tang San feel so disgusting.

Judging from Tang San's tens of thousands of years of experience as a god king, no matter how the country changes in the next tens of thousands of years, respect for spirit masters is a must, how could this Camelot have no respect for honorable spirit masters!
Isn't it just a fight with a civilian, civilians have no respect for spirit masters, and if they are killed, they will be killed. At most, spirit masters are generous and let civilians go a long way. No matter which era or country they are placed in, they are all owned by spirit masters. In fact, the commoners apologized and compensated the soul master instead.

The weak respect the strong and fear the strong. This is the norm wherever you put it, and it won't work if you come to Camelot.

Even if you are in Camelot now, you can't help yourself, isn't it because there was a fight on the street, and no one was killed, not to mention, he was the one who was injured.

Why does Camelot make no sense at all?
The more Tang San thought about it, the more annoyed he became. This Camelot was not pleasing to the eye how he looked at it. From top to bottom, it smelled of autocratic dictatorship, and there was no scent of freedom at all.

"boom!"

"You have been washing long enough, this is not your aristocratic mansion, let's go!"

The bathroom door was opened, and the jailer walked in, looking at Tang San with a displeased expression.

He just went to the soul net to take a look. The city lord was fighting an unknown title in the air, which made him a little upset.

Of course, no matter how upset he was, it was a battlefield that he, a jailer, could not set foot in, so first put his eyes back to his eyes.

If it wasn't for an accident, how could it be possible to open a bathroom for Tang San, the prisoner.

And this is still a prison under the Camelot regime. At least I am willing to treat the prisoners as individuals. If I change to Tiandou's prison, accidents are accidents. Who cares, if you die in the prison and get lost in the mass graves, everything will be fine.

Of course, the former Tiandou Prison couldn't keep soul masters.

As for the poor environment of the prison cells, there is no way to do it. Isn't it a long time before Camelot founded the country? There is a lot of infrastructure to be rebuilt. Prisons, where scum is held, will be a little later.

Tang San looked at this jailer with fierce eyes, even a small jailer dared to tell him that.

Take the way of death warning!

At the same time, as long as you kill the jailer, you can escape from the prison!

Thinking like this, Tang San's spirit power has risen.

Seeing Tang San's appearance, the jailer also showed a sneer on his face. He directly beat the prisoner when he was unhappy. It was not allowed now, but if the prisoner made a move first, then his anger could be released.

It's no wonder that when the prisoner was brought in, the warden specifically said that this boy is a soul master, or a soul master who is not very smart.

With this mad dog's behavior that is always ready to act, no one will believe him if he has a normal brain, okay?

Thinking of this, the jailer's forehead has a pattern different from that of the strong man on the street. At the same time, there is a soul beast that is not easy to mess with at first sight.

Tang San's rising spirit power fell silent, how could this Camelot be able to hit him by anyone!

Seeing that Tang San didn't have any follow-up actions, but began to dress honestly, a look of disappointment appeared on the jailer's face.

Immediately afterwards, the jailer put the ankle bracelet on Tang San again, and took him to another room that was obviously an interrogation.

Then the jailer left, but on the way the jailer was still muttering about what he saw in the bathroom just now.

'No, even a newborn boy shouldn't be so small.

'Does the brain not work well and affect development? '

The jailer left with questions about human development, while Tang San's interrogation had just begun.

"Name, gender, age."

On the opposite side, a serious-faced man in knight armor began to interrogate.

"Tang San, male, aged 11 years old."

Tang San didn't dare to play anything this time, he just answered honestly, because he felt the aura of the serious man in front of him, making it even more difficult to mess with.

"Camelore calendar, X year X month X day, because you asked for directions, you had an quarrel with my Camelot citizen XXX, and then had a murderous intention, intending to take XXX's life."

Tang San couldn't hold it any longer, interrupting the serious man's speech.

"But the injured me and the teacher, the vegetable farmer was not hurt in any way, you can't help but be reasonable!"

The serious man who was interrupted looked at Tang San with a surprised expression.

"It's not about who gets hurt or not, it's about you do it first.

"I think you are also a soul master, you should understand that the one who strikes first will go for the lives of others, and it is right for others to kill you.

"What's more, if people let you go, you're a little messed up.

"As a soul master, your education should not be low, why don't you even understand the truth.

"Like a street ruffian."

Tang San was angry again, he was the son of the dignified Haotian Douluo, the future God King!How dare you say that he is like a hooligan!
You have been taken to death...

He didn't say it, because he saw the strange lines on the serious man's forehead.

 No way, these two are already coded and saved, let these two fools keep their minds for a while.
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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