As soon as the second boss returned to the prison, a big-shot prisoner was hanged, which naturally made the entire Youdu Prison happy.
Night Demon couldn't express the pain in his heart. He usually deserved to die when he was hung up, but he could understand.
But this time, he didn't know the reason at all, which made him feel aggrieved!
The Night Demon couldn't help shouting to the resentful ghost: "Why? Why was I hung up? You have to give me a reason, right?"
The resentful ghost walked by him lightly and said: "Amitabha, I will not save fools..."
Therefore, Night Demon was alone and disheveled in the cold wind. Even though his kung fu was not weak, he still felt cold after being stripped naked and hung upside down like this.
Moreover, now that everyone has gone back to eat, after dinner, some idle idiot might come to torment him. Thinking about it makes his head hurt.
The dinners arranged by Qi Buyu were all big fish and meat, with generous portions, and almost all were served in big basins.
After all, there were three martial arts practitioners at this table, and when they ate, they wolfed them down.
Several prison guards worked together to bring a large jar over, which was filled with tiger bone wine. The alcohol content was probably close to 60, which was very high.
"Dad, I asked you to accompany me to the United States to kill people, but I didn't ask you to kill the young man named Jimmy from the Rothschild branch!" Qi Dang finished a glass of wine and couldn't help but complain.
This incident made him very upset. After all, it directly caused him a loss of 6 billion meters of gold.
It doesn't matter to him that he is wanted as a traitor by his own country. Look at Hong Tiandu, isn't he just as carefree and comfortable?
However, because of Jimmy's death and being classified as a terrorist, he had to take it seriously.
After all, the nature of terrorists is very different from the former. They are public enemies of all countries. They will become like rats crossing the street wherever they go, with everyone shouting to beat them.
Therefore, Qi Dangxian had to spend the six billion meters of gold to borrow the power of the Holy Religion to whitewash himself.
Qi Buyu sneered with disdain. What he meant was that he had already done it, so what else could he say here? Since he had already done it, there was no need to regret it!
Jiuheng listened to Qi Tongxian's ramble and couldn't help but said: "In other words, you, the Archbishop of Laoshizi, did not rely on your own ability at all, but spent 6 billion meters to buy it from the Pope?"
Qi Dangxian said with a dark face: "What if I continue to be a terrorist, and then one day I am targeted by a drone, and suddenly a missile is dropped on me?"
Jiuheng grinned and said: "Modern technology is powerful, and it is indeed the natural enemy of our generation of warriors. Once a missile comes over, the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt are all nonsense. However, if your kung fu has reached this level, you can also do it.
You've avoided the danger, so there's no need to be so nervous, right?"
"People always slack off. Besides, if I become a terrorist, who else dares to get involved with me? This will implicate many people." Qi Dingxian shook his head helplessly and said.
"It would be great to become a terrorist, do evil, kill whoever you want, intimidate whomever you want, lawless!" Jiuheng said thoughtfully, and then his eyes became excited, as if he wanted to try it.
Xiang Dongqing couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. It was indeed as Jiu Heng said, after Qi Dangxian was listed as a terrorist, he really did a lot of lawless things.
In the end, he transformed and put on a big red robe and made a high-profile return, but everyone had no choice but to beat his chest secretly.
Qi Buyu coughed seriously and made several gestures.
"My father said that being a terrorist is not a good idea. It is an enemy of the whole world. Moreover, terrorism itself is not a good thing." Qi Dingxian explained.
Jiuheng smiled and said: "It's true, it's not easy to live without peace all day long. I think it's very interesting to hang out in this prison. There are so many interesting prisoners in it!"
He turned his gaze and glanced at the prisoners who were eating. They were all relatively powerful masters.
This made them who were eating suddenly feel horrified, as if they were being targeted by demons, and their whole bodies were chilled.
Although Jiuheng lost at the hands of Qi Buyu, the powerful strength he showed was enough to make people feel awe. After all, in Youdu Prison, who could survive so many tricks with Qi Buyu
, almost none.
"Whichever one interests you more, then go and play with him. In fact, if you are confident enough, you can pick a few of them without any problem." Qi Yingxian said.
"Okay, okay! I have been alone all these years and have no rivals." Jiuheng said frankly, then he picked up a big bowl and drank up a bowl of strong liquor.
Xiang Dongqing sat at this table, unable to say anything, but she didn't feel anything embarrassed. She picked up vegetables and ate with ease, and was full in a short while.
After eating, she quietly looked at the environment and people here. Her brother Xiang Donglei was imprisoned in this prison for several years and lived such a life.
It was precisely because of Xiang Donglei that Qi Bangxian had an intersection with Xiang Dongqing. Otherwise, the life and death of the Xiang Group had nothing to do with him.
"Hey, I have six billion meters of gold. Just thinking about it makes my heart beat like a knife." Qi Dangxian sighed to Qi Buyu.
Qi Buyu raised his eyebrows and gestured to pack them away - money is something external to the body.
Even Jiuheng understood this, and he also said: "Don't be obsessed with money. If you don't bring it in life, you won't take it with you in death."
Qi Dangxian snorted coldly and said to Qi Buyu: "Give me your Rui Guo Bank card!"
Qi Buyu smacked his lips and drank silently, as if he didn't hear anything.
Then, Qi Bingxian's eyes fell on Jiuheng and said with a smile: "Hey, this string of Buddhist beads on your hand is quite good. Why don't you give me this extraneous thing?"
Jiuheng turned his head and clinked the bowls with Qi Buyu in tacit understanding, seemingly not hearing the words.
The string of Buddhist beads in Jiuheng's hand is obviously an antique, and the material is special. If it were sold, it would probably fetch a sky-high price.
"You can talk about external things, but I am an iron rooster." Qi Bingxian sneered.
Seeing that Xiang Dongqing's mind was no longer at the dinner table, Qi Dangzhang asked the old prison guard who had just driven over to lead Xiang Dongqing around and show her the traces of Xiang Donglei's life here.
Xiang Donglei is still a pretty good person, he has never been beaten, he is very well-behaved, and he often goes to the office to help with documents, computer repairs, etc.
After Xiang Dongqing left, Qi Buyu made a gesture and asked Qi Bingxian, where did Yang Guanguan go?
Qi said casually: "Who? Who are you talking about?"
"My apprentice?"
"I don't have any apprentices!"
Qi Buyu's expression froze. Looking at this scumbag son, the corner of his mouth twitched.
He really didn't know how he, the most affectionate person in the imperial capital, could raise such a bastard son. If his mother knew, would he be whipped?!