Chapter 215 Stop pretending, let me show my cards, Qin Yuan, Qin Cao, Qin Bei, Qin Quan...it's all me

Just then, a prison officer and a prison chief walked in.

The prison officer is very young.

He doesn't look very good, even a little ugly.

There was a hint of defiance on his face.

Qin Yuan suddenly found that the prison officer's bloodline was a bit familiar.

The origin can be traced back to a certain jailer when he first came to this world.

The jailer family has been passed down for ten thousand years.

Qin Yuan didn't know what to say except that he was awesome.

"Master Zhou, I heard that your family was working in Tianlao ten thousand years ago."

The head jailer said with a flattering look.

His waist is very bent.

Those who didn't know better thought it was a deformity.

"Family inheritance is our responsibility"

Mr. Zhou said with a smile.

The words that were obviously serious came out of his mouth and became unserious.

There is also a sense of superiority.

"This sentence is good, this sentence is wonderful"

The chief jailer slapped his hands and flattered him.

"Speaking of which, the rise of my family depends on the Qin family."

Zhou Gongzihu suddenly said seriously.

Qin Yuan was a little surprised.

It's been ten thousand years.

There are actually people who remember the Qin family.

The leader of the jailers wondered: "Which Qin family? I have never heard that there is a particularly powerful family named Qin in Shenjing."

"The Qin family is too old. Only those with a long inheritance like my family have records. The Qin family started to prosper from Qin Yuan's generation. Qin Cao, Qin Bei, Qin Quan, Qin Pi, and Qin Chan are all outstanding people, the most powerful ones.

Qin Quan once served as emperor and was the strongest man at that time, but unfortunately he died later."

Mr. Zhou had a look of emotion on his face.

It was as if it was not the Qin family that was left behind, but his family.

Qin Yuan felt strange in his heart.

My reputation back then was obviously very poor.

Immediately, Qin Yuan reacted.

Mr. Zhou and his family had received great favor from him, so they naturally thought he was a good person.

"There are people named Qin who have been emperors."

The jailer leader had a shocked expression on his face.

Qin Yuan was very pleased.

Most people are still normal.

"When will my family be cared for by the emperor?"

The jailer leader said with envy.

"Princes, generals and prime ministers are just like this"

Mr. Zhou glanced at the jailer leader and sneered: "Don't even think about it."

The head jailer's face froze.

Very unhappy.

But he didn't dare to show it.

The Zhou family's power is not large, but it is well-connected.

Mr. Zhou's father was the deputy warden.

My mother is the head of the prison.

The uncle is the captain of the Youzhou Prison Command.

The second uncle is the prison chief of Qingzhou.

The second uncle is the captain of Bingzhou Prison.

My sister is a big businessman.

…

There are still a lot of old memories.

You can kill him with just a flick of your finger.

He forced a smile and said: "Only those disciples of the training school who are good at taking exams can compare with the young master."

Mr. Zhou, who had not been admitted to a good training school, was stung.

Make a look of disdain: "I'm afraid they will take the exam"

Then he added: "This morning, I had dinner with the master of Shenjing Academy."

The head jailer immediately put on an envious expression.

Only then did Mr. Zhou turn his gaze to Wang Feng, with a sneer on his face: "When we get to the Divine Prison, the dragon will be coiled, let alone you, the governor who has been pushed down by everyone."

"Little Yakuza, if it had been before, I could have killed you with one finger."

Wang Feng said angrily.

Before, when he was good, he came to the Divine Prison.

Someone like Mr. Zhou is not even qualified to get in front of him.

Now that he is in trouble, someone is riding on him.

"Desolation has become such a virtue, and you are still not honest. Today, I want you to know how many eyes Lord Ma has."

Mr. Zhou snorted with disdain and said to the chief jailer: "Give him a saw."

Then, take out the tables and chairs.

Made myself some tea.

The fragrance immediately filled the entire cell.

Even Qin Yuan couldn't help but take a look.

This is no ordinary tea.

One kilogram costs twenty thousand kilograms of spiritual stone.

I didn't realize this guy's family was so rich.

"yes"

The chief jailer stepped forward.

He used a high-level Taoist-grade knife to cut Wang Feng's body into two halves.

"How does it taste?"

Mr. Zhou asked with a smile.

While holding up the spirit tea, he took a sip with enjoyment on his face.

Wang Feng, who was silent, suddenly spat at Mr. Zhou.

I just spit it into the tea.

Mr. Zhou was furious. He jumped up and pointed at Wang Feng and said: "Get into the oil pan and fry him into pieces."

The leader of the jailers took out a high-level Taoist soldier-level oil pan.

Put the Wang Feng in, and after a period of time, the Wang Feng will be fried like twists.

"Are you going to vomit again?"

Mr. Zhou said with a mocking look on his face.

Wang Feng made no move.
To be continued...