Start with the jailer

Chapter 24 Just Kill It!Special meridians!Only two chances to draw?
Fifteen o'clock cultivation base every hour.

Okay!

Did not insult the name of Nanshan Six Ghosts.

Li Qingfeng thought so, but in his heart he was somewhat looking forward to the other five brothers of Mo Ergou coming to heaven to rob the prison.

This Mo Ergou was only ranked sixth among the Nanshan six ghosts. His five brothers must be stronger than this person, and their crime levels are not to mention higher, but they are almost the same, and they must be able to provide more cultivation benefits.

And to be able to call each other brothers, especially this kind of evil person, the difference in strength must not be too great.

If the difference in strength is too great, it is the master and the slave.

In other words, the six ghosts of Nanshan are all around the Qi Gathering Realm, and it is impossible for them to exist at the Mortal Transformation Realm. Even if there were one or two of them, Li Qingfeng thought to himself that he could easily single out this group.

"Hurry up and rob the prison, and let the jailer see how your brotherhood is stronger than gold."

Li Qingfeng looked forward to it from the bottom of his heart.

……

The arrest of the sixth son of the Nanshan Six Ghosts was just a small episode, and such a small episode was still right, and it had no effect on Li Qingfeng.

The next day, after Li Qingfeng got up, he played a set of [Lei Ji Zhen Jue · Yang Fa] in the room, and felt the power of thunder contained in the strange rune on the right lung became stronger again.

He walked out of the room happily.

Zhang Ting has already bought breakfast: "Brother Feng, over here, I bought your favorite Xiaolongbao."

Li Qingfeng reached out and rubbed Zhang Ting's head, and then he took the steamed buns and began to eat them.

"Where's Ding Zheng?"

Zhang Ting: "Ding Zheng asked for leave."

"Oh."

Li Qingfeng didn't care either.

After all, Ding Zheng didn't practice martial arts. Yesterday he punched Mo Ergou, the soul-stealing ghost in Qi Gathering Realm, so much in extreme anger that his fists were red and swollen.

It is reasonable to ask for leave today.

Click on time and take over from Xu Laotou.

Not long after sitting in the torture room, Li Qingfeng was going to go to other shops to see if there were any new prisoners.

At this time, an old jailer came over: "My lord, it's time to interrogate prisoner No. 71. I didn't beat him once today!"

Prisoner No. 71 was naturally Wu Jin, who was sent to be executed by the murderer Chen Jingnv, who asked Li Qingfeng to beat him three times a day, and Li Qingfeng would ask Li Qingfeng if there was one less time.

Maybe Chen Jingnv herself doesn't remember this incident, but who made Chen Jingnv the commander of the Evil Killing Division?

Even if she forgets about it herself, the people below must continue to implement it meticulously.

Li Qingfeng: "Bring Ugin out of Cell 71."

"Yes!"

The old jailer got up quickly, took the key from Li Qingfeng respectfully, and ran quickly.

After a while, Ugin, who was in a mess and with a lot of straw hanging on his body, was dragged into the execution room.

Arriving in the torture chamber,
Li Qingfeng walked in alone, but there was a hint of impatience in his eyes.

Just kill it!
Playing three times a day is still a waste of time and energy.

If there is no requirement to play three times a day, it doesn't matter if you keep it, but with this requirement, Li Qingfeng would waste about two hours here every day.

After being killed, there is no such thing as hitting three times a day.

Since he was going to be killed, it would be better to use the punishment of Ling Chi to conduct a vivisection study to study the difference between this guy and Qin Wushuang's internal structure.

What is the special existence that makes this guy have the ability to perfectly connect severed fingers.

With the door closed.

Wujin smiled lightly: "My lord, what kind of torture instrument is used today? Tiger bench? Bamboo clamp? Or dripping water? Or something else?"

Li Qingfeng didn't say a word, just grabbed the fishing net that Qin Wushuang once enjoyed, and put it directly on Wu Jin's body.

Seeing this big net, Ugin froze slightly, the disdainful look on his face finally changed and became serious, and there was even a hint of undetectable fear in the depths of his eyes.

"My lord! What do you want to know?"

"You don't need to torture me like this, I'll recruit you all!"

Li Qingfeng thought about it, and what this guy did in Yihong Courtyard in the crime video appeared in his mind.

"How can I find Miss Xiaochun?"

Yihongyuan said that there was no such person, so it must be the wrong way to ask.

Li Qingfeng subconsciously felt that this girl Xiaochun must be a big fish, maybe she was a terrifying existence with a crime level as high as nine stars.

Taking advantage of this time when Wu Jin is an insider and willing to confess, get out the relevant information, and maybe find an opportunity to include this mysterious Xiaochun girl in the prison book in the future, and become a rich experience baby.

Wujin paused suddenly, but opened his mouth and said: "So you want to know this? Hahaha! Who ordered you?"

"A little jailer...hahaha!"

"Who told you Miss Xiaochun? And who told you that I met Miss Xiaochun?"

"The old man advises you not to wade into this muddy water. Don't say that you are a mere prison chief with five levels of vigor. Even the head of the guarding department would not dare to..."

"what!"

The sharp knife cut it.

Ugin howled miserably.

Li Qingfeng's eyes turned cold.

Sure enough, just as he had imagined, this girl Xiaochun was mysterious and unpredictable.

How could even the head of the guarding department dare not touch this matter?

Things have developed to this point, even if there is no such thing as hitting three times a day, Li Qingfeng will definitely kill him today.

Otherwise, it is very likely that there is some channel or special ability that allows this guy to spread the news of today, thus causing trouble for himself.

"Since you don't say...then continue!"

The cuts one after another were not only to kill the mouth, but Li Qingfeng was also curious about whether there would be anything special about this guy with such outrageous abilities after he was dissected.

Flesh, blood vessels, meridians, and bones are almost indistinguishable from ordinary people.

Li Qingfeng was slightly puzzled, could it be that this ability is not the ability of the body, but the ability of the soul?
Immediately, Li Qingfeng severed Wu Jin's meridian which had been carefully avoided before.

The moment the meridians were cut open, special places appeared.

When Qin Wushuang's meridian was cut before, what gushed out was a white aura, but at the moment Wu Jin's meridian was cut, what gushed out was a strange faint light.

In the blink of an eye, before Li Qingfeng could figure it out, Wu Jin kicked his legs and died.

With his death, the meridians in his whole body suddenly disappeared without a trace, and Li Qingfeng could no longer study further.

"Is this dead?"

"It's only 730 two knives!"

"Back then, Qin Wushuang spent more than 300 knives, or in other words, as long as he cut his meridians, he would surely die?"

Also at this time,

The prison book trembled slightly, and the quaint book locked by the black chain appeared in front of Li Qingfeng's eyes.

As the black chain receded, the prison book automatically opened to the page where Ugin was.

The text and portraits on it gradually faded away.

Li Qingfeng frowned, puzzled.

"Why are there only two chances to draw a lottery?"

The lottery chance has been verified countless times. As long as it is included in the prison book, the chance for the lottery will be provided after the prisoner dies.

Either he died directly at the hands of Li Qingfeng and thus provided three lucky draw chances, or he did not die at Li Qingfeng's hands and only provided one lucky draw chance.

But at this moment, Wu Jin obviously died at the hands of Li Qingfeng, but he only provided two chances to draw a lottery.

"what's going on?"

"Could it be that this guy is not dead?"

Li Qingfeng stabbed Wu Jin's heart and head with a knife, but there were still only two chances to draw a lottery.

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