: Seniority

Author: Huang Huoqing

: Seniority

The prison door was indeed locked from the inside.

Hong Fan called out a few times and Tian Liu responded.

The latter looked at the observation window on the side for a few times, and there was no need for any explanation. He hurriedly opened the iron door first.

"The second young master, four tiqi from Xijing came and wanted to pick up Xiao Shier."

Tian Liu opened the door and said first.

"I haven't heard of this arrangement for several adults. Seeing that those people looked anxious, I took the initiative to block them first."

"I know. Gongsun Wujian is dealing with him outside, and I am also here for this."

Hong Fan replied, and nodded to the prison guards who were surrounded and bowed to him.

"But what bad intentions do those people have?"

Tian Liu asked.

"They have complete procedures and they are here for this matter."

Hong Fan shook his head and said.

"It's us who have bad intentions."

When Tian Liu and others heard this, they were all confused.

"The four people are very powerful in martial arts, and the snake man is coming in full force. Lord Gongsun wants to keep them down to defend the city."

Hong Fan explained.

"So that's the reason!"

Tian Liu knew it and looked embarrassed.

"But since they came from Xijing and were born with their lives, how can we stop them?"

"It's impossible to forcefully stop people."

Hong Fan replied, surrounded by several people and walked deep into the prison.

"So I've broken their errands."

"What do the second young master want us to do?"

The prisoner said, his face was full of flesh, and he had a bit of unscrupulous momentum.

"It's just that I went in and killed Xiao Shier."

Hong Fan smiled.

At this moment, both the prison and the captain were instantly weak.

What is the relationship between the prisoners of the Fantian Society? It is normal for ordinary people to not know. How many times did they conspire Xiao Shier to do so?

Today I am a hero. If the big shot in the state is investigated afterwards, how can the outcome be imagined?

Just as Tian Liu was sweating on his forehead and the heavens and the heavens and man in his heart were fighting, Hong Fan smiled heartily.

"How can you bear this?"

He said that he had taken the key to the cell size A from the prison head.

"Since I know, I will do it!"

After Hong Fan finished speaking, he signaled everyone to stop and then walked in one of them.

Seeing his back disappearing at the corner of the dungeon, Tian Liu punched the brick wall with a force, making him furious.

"Bah, I still claim to be able to do something on weekdays. Only when I encounter something, will I realize that I am still a fool at heart!"

Captain Tian spat on the ground.

"Or why would you say that the second young master is our Jinhai Tianjiao..."

The prisoner sighed.

"He is really a matter of something!"

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The A-shaped cell is an underground dark room with stones on three sides, quite cold.

It was about ten meters square, with no windows open, and the only portal was blocked by iron gates.

Hong Fan took the torch from the corridor and opened the door and entered, and saw Xiao Shier tied to the stone wall by four iron chains.

Although the latter was locked on all fours, his clothes were clean and tidy.

Because the Zhengwu Academy applied medicine at no cost, his injuries were still half scabbed.

"Captain Tian, ​​you really don't give up..."

Hearing the movement, Xiao Shier turned his head and raised his eyes slanted.

"Hmm? Hong Fan?"

Through the fire, he recognized people.

"It's me."

Hong Fan replied and inserted the torch into the wall of the cell.

"This is probably the last time we have met."

"Mr. Xiao has any good words to give me?"

Xiao Shier lowered his eyes and sneered when he heard this, and shook his head.

Neither of them spoke.

There was only the sound of grease burning on torches in the stone room.

"I heard that your name is Xiao Zhenxie."

Hong Fan stepped forward a few steps and looked down at Xiao Shier's side face.

"Think of your name and see what you do."

"Is there a trace of regret?"

Xiao Shier grinned and raised his head.

"I can't bear it, but I regret it but I don't."

He looked at Hong Fan's face without a trace of depressedness.

“Because I did nothing wrong.”

"Then the Jinhai people are wrong, am I wrong?"

Hong Fan was not angry, just asked again.

"You are all for self-rescue, and there is nothing wrong with that."

Xiao Shier replied without hesitation.

"My son of the Xiao family in Nanhua, do something for a big thing."

"Killing people and setting fires, provoking discord are all about things, not people."

"So you can rest assured that after my brothers failed, no one in the South China Xiao family will come to Jinhai and seek you revenge."

He turned his eyes away and stared at the fire jumping on the stone wall.

"I know."

Hong Fan stopped trying and waved his hand to lead the room to lead the dust into his palm.

He was about to take action, but suddenly he sensed the storm behind him.

At that time, a blue-black palm force came through the air and was stamped on Xiao Shier's chest.

Typhoon Hong Fanling was shaking, the branches and leaves of Dragon Soul Tree swayed, and a fruit was completely formed in the meantime.

This also means that Xiao Shier is dead.

Hong Fan suddenly looked back and saw a burly general in armor standing at the prison door.

"Guardian Liao?"

He asked in surprise.

The other party did not reply, and strode to Xiao Shier and reached out to his neck.

After confirming that the latter was completely dead, Liao Zhenghao looked at Hong Fan just now.

"Don't blame me for my good nephew."
To be continued...