"Ahem, Mr. Supervisor, don't rush in just yet. I have something I have to tell you."
The monk in charge of guarding the gate coughed lightly when he saw this, looked at Zhang Yifeng cautiously, and then lowered his voice and said to the blood market supervisor.
The blood market supervisor originally planned to take Zhang Yifeng in directly, but he was stopped like this, with a look of displeasure on his face.
But after thinking about it, if there was nothing important, this guy wouldn't stop me.
After bowing to Zhang Yifeng, the supervisor of the blood market called the monk to him.
"If you have anything to say, just say it. There are no outsiders here."
The blood market supervisor's eyes were fixed on the monk, his meaning was very obvious.
This monk is not a fool. After hearing what the supervisor of the blood market said, he still didn't understand that this weird man in black robes must be a big shot from the headquarters.
"It's like this. I don't know why yesterday. The old man suddenly went crazy. No matter what we said, he wouldn't listen and kept shouting in the water prison. He didn't eat a bite of the food we gave him. He usually likes it best.
He is an absolute foodie when he eats delicious food. I guess there is no use keeping this guy, why don’t we just get rid of him directly."
The monk said cautiously, and at the same time made a wiping motion on his neck with his hand.
When the Blood City Supervisor heard that City Lord Ji Jiang was crazy, his eyes showed disbelief.
"How is it possible that this old man was fine two days ago, and now he suddenly goes crazy? I think you are bored staying here, so you are making up lies to deceive me."
The blood market supervisor said, with a dangerous red light emitting from his eyes.
"Don't dare, sir, that old man is really crazy. If you don't believe it, you can go down and see for yourself."
Noticing the red light flashing in the eyes of the Blood Market Supervisor, the monk guarding the door quickly knelt down and begged the Blood Market Supervisor for mercy with a nervous look on his face.
"Hmph, of course I will see with my own eyes whether it is true or false. Just stay here for me. If anything goes wrong, you will be killed."
The supervisor of the blood market snorted coldly. The cold expression on his face disappeared the moment he turned around, and he looked at Zhang Yifeng with a fawning expression.
After rubbing his hands, the blood market manager said in a low voice.
"Sir, this guy said that the old guy, Lord Jijiang, is crazy. I don't know if that's true. I guess he just wants to pretend to be crazy and act like a fool to fool him. My lord, what do you think?"
"Let's go down and take a look first."
Zhang Yifeng remained calm, but doubts arose in his heart.
Why did Lord Ji Jiang suddenly go crazy? Could it be that he couldn't accept being betrayed by his cronies, so he went crazy?
Or, as the blood market supervisor said, City Lord Ji Jiang is just pretending to be crazy and trying to find an opportunity to escape from this dungeon?
To know exactly what the situation is, we still need to actually go into the dungeon and investigate.
Zhang Yifeng waved his hand to the blood market supervisor to lead the way. Zhang Yifeng followed him and walked towards the only room in this dungeon.
The dungeon defense force arranged by the Shell organization in this ruined temple is quite sufficient, with twenty True Immortal Realm monks guarding it on the surface.
There is even a Celestial Realm monk guarding the place secretly. He has hidden it so perfectly, but he still spares no effort in guarding.
This shell organization really values City Lord Ji Jiang very much. It is really difficult for ordinary people to rescue City Lord Ji Jiang in such a small space by using force alone.
Not to mention whether anyone can find the place where Ji Jiang City Lord is imprisoned is unknown.
If it weren't for Zhang Yifeng's patrolling identity, he probably wouldn't have been able to find the place where Lord Ji Jiang was imprisoned just by searching.
Following the blood market supervisor, Zhang Yifeng and his two men arrived in front of the water prison.
Before entering, bursts of howling could be heard faintly coming from the water prison, and even the thick iron door could not isolate the sound.
Hearing this voice, Zhang Yifeng and the blood market supervisor both frowned.
The director of the blood market glanced at the two tall monks guarding the water prison door. The two immediately understood and each put their hands on the two handles of the water prison door.
I saw that the muscles in the arms of the two people had increased dramatically, and the thickness of their arms had more than doubled in the blink of an eye.
After twisting downwards with force, the handle of the water prison door was reluctantly twisted off when both of their faces turned red.
The heavy door slowly opened, and a roar like the roar of a wild beast could be heard from inside.
Zhang Yifeng stood behind the supervisor of the blood market and looked around. In the water prison, there was only a small platform in front of the door for standing.
The rest of the place was covered by a pool, and the pool was not ordinary water. Looking at the thick fluidity of the liquid, Zhang Yifeng narrowed his eyes.
"Is this water heavy?"
"Sir, you are indeed very discerning. This water is indeed heavy water. Anything dropped into it will not float but fall. It is most suitable to imprison the old guy Ji Jiang City Lord."
The director of the blood market said with pride that he was the one who suggested using heavy water to imprison Ji Jiang City Lord, so naturally he wanted to show off.
"Well, although this heavy water is used as a material for refining elixirs and refining weapons, it is also a very good choice for imprisoning felons."
Zhang Yifeng nodded and commented, then turned to look at the howling Lord Ji Jiang.
Two iron ropes as thick as an ordinary human arm were seen piercing through the shoulder blades of City Lord Ji Jiang and hanging him above the heavy water.
Jijiang City Lord's upper body is hanging in the air, and his lower body is naturally immersed in heavy water. Such suspension will definitely cause an imbalance of spiritual energy in Jijiang City's main body.
Even if Lord Jijiang recovers, it will be difficult for him to fight, let alone break free from the shackles of the iron rope.
Under such torture, City Lord Ji Jiang must have been sleepless all night, enduring pain as if his body was being torn apart all day long.
Zhang Yifeng's heart sank slightly when he saw this. City Lord Ji Jiang must suffer such torture at such an old age. This shell organization is really unworthy of a human being.
Taking a deep breath in his heart, Zhang Yifeng turned his head and patted the blood market supervisor on the shoulder expressionlessly.
"This plan is very clever, but I don't know who proposed it?"
"No talent, it was just a villain who came up with it. How can this trivial trick compare to your wisdom?"
The blood market supervisor said to Zhang Yifeng with a flattering look on his face.
"Oh, then you are really smart."
After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he took a deep look at the blood market manager, as if he valued him a little more.
Seeing that Zhang Yifeng was very satisfied with his decision, the blood market manager felt happy and lowered his head to Zhang Yifeng.
Little did they know that Zhang Yifeng sneered in his heart after listening to the Blood Market Supervisor's words, and had already begun to figure out how to plot the Blood Market Supervisor to death.
Seeing how well-behaved this guy was, Zhang Yifeng was prepared to spare his life.
When the Shell organization in Jijiang City is cleaned up, let this guy take the blood wolf with him to defect to the deeper Shell organization stronghold, laying the foundation for Zhang Yifeng's future actions.