Longevity Martial Arts: I rely on luck to add points

Chapter 28 Not good, someone robbed the prison

Jiang Feng was not afraid that Wang Tuhu would lie to him.

in the Tang Dynasty.

As long as he is a high-grade martial artist, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a master.

As long as Wang Tuhu is not stupid, he knows what to do.

When he got home, Jiang Feng arranged the quilt to look like he was lying in it and sleeping.

Then carry a black cloth bag.

With the Overlord Bow, he rushed towards the black market.

A while ago, when he killed Ge Huizhong, he used up all sixty arrows, and now he only has one thunderbolt and two unknown small medicine bottles left on his body.

Jiang Feng had to go to the black market again to buy another batch of arrows and weapons to prevent accidents.

Just like last time.

Jiang Feng dressed up as a middle-aged man, carrying a black cloth bag, and appeared in the black market.

There are more people in the black market at night than in the daytime, even in the cold winter months.

After all, this is where the dirt is kept.

Many shady transactions, everyone is used to closing at night.

Compared to the last time he entered the black market for the first time, Jiang Feng already has experience this time.

Several warriors guarding the gate seemed to recognize him.

Looking at him with a smile on his face.

Jiang Feng remained silent.

He knew that the tall and thin three were old acquaintances in the black market.

The last time I went out to chase him, but I didn't come back. Someone in the black market must have noticed.

Now that he showed up again, it was obvious that it was the thin and tall trio who suffered last time.

And in this place where dragons and snakes are mixed.

When such a thing happened to Jiang Feng, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.

Presumably, after leaving this time, no one would dare to think of him again.

Jiang Feng walked all the way inside.

He has a clear goal this time.

You need to buy more bundles of arrows, and some hidden weapons. It is best to prepare a few more thunderbolt beads.

Once surrounded by people.

After relying on body skills to break through, throwing out a few casually, the effect must be very good.

As he walked, Jiang Feng saw that the one-eyed old man was still there.

The three-legged movement method has not been sold yet.

To be honest, the level of the three-legged movement technique is higher than that of the monkey's escaping movement technique.

However, as long as any one of the body skills is cultivated to the extreme, there will be unexpected effects. Jiang Feng is not in a hurry to change it for the time being, so he just glanced at it.

The one-eyed old man seemed to have noticed something, and after looking up at Jiang Feng's figure, he continued to doze off.

Last time, the sixty arrows were bought from the Overlord Bow.

This time Jiang Feng came over and didn't go to that shop.

He specifically picked a relatively large shop with a lot of traffic, and bought three bundles of arrows that were one centimeter longer and were also used by many people.

There are 45 arrows in each bundle, a total of 130 five arrows.

According to his current archery.

These more than 100 arrows are enough to make a third-rank warrior feel terrified.

Then he bought three Thunderbolt beads.

And fifty packs of zombie fans.

The so-called zombie fans.

It is a self-defense product mixed with chili powder in lime powder. It is cheap to make, and you can buy ten packs for one tael. Jiang Feng specially prepared some more.

Then he took a fancy to a black glove.

The gloves are very easy to wear on the hand, inlaid with dozens of diamond-shaped iron blocks, made of very flexible and strong iron wire grass, each pair costs ten taels.Thinking of his melee skill being Jailer's Fist, Jiang Feng prepared two for himself.

In the end, he bought a poisonous needle that could be hidden in the sleeve, a heart shield, and a short shirt woven from the finest wiregrass.

Let yourself have multiple layers of protection inside and outside.

And these things also cost Jiang Feng nearly 700 taels of silver.

It was a hemorrhage.

However, for the sake of safety and to prevent being beheaded by the masters of the Red Lotus Sect, Jiang Feng felt that no matter how much money he spent, it would not be too much.

After Jiang Feng bought the defensive blouse woven with wire grass, he put it on. At the same time, he put the needles on the sleeves, put on the gloves, and hid the thunderbolt beads.

Finally, he put the three bundles of arrows on his back and held the Overlord Bow in his hand, before he prepared to walk out of the black market.

"Ok?"

But at this moment, Jiang Feng saw a lot of ancient books piled up on a stall of various kinds.

Thinking of the same black stripes on the fake Ge Huizhong and the young man in the prison, Jiang Feng stopped and rummaged in front of the stall to see if there were any books about it.

"Guest officer, I have military records, medicine books, medical classics, unofficial histories of the innately strong, family secrets, and everything you want."

Seeing that Jiang Feng had been rummaging around, the boss took the initiative to introduce.

Jiang Feng pondered for a while and said: "I want to find a book that records the unofficial history and secrets of the major gangs, the more detailed the better."

Jiang Feng originally wanted to directly ask if there were any books that recorded the secrets of the Red Lotus Sect, but he didn't say it because he was afraid of causing trouble.

"Not to mention the major gangs, even some secrets about cultivating immortals, I also have them here."

The boss reached out from the pile of books, found two books, and threw them in front of Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng flipped through it casually, and there were a lot of gang anecdotes recorded in it, but he didn't know if it was true or not.

Then he asked his boss to find a miscellaneous medical book that could treat body odor.

And a complete book of gang exercises.

There were four copies in total, and the boss asked for [-] Wen, but Jiang Feng lowered the price down to [-] Wen for each book, and finally left the black market.

With the lesson from the last time, the tall and thin three of them.

In addition, when he left this time, he was fully armed, and Jiang Feng was not disturbed on the road.

The next day.

Jiang Feng put on all the equipment he could bring, and took the gang secrets to Zhenbei Prison.

After waiting.

Uncle Huo was absent unexpectedly, and several small jailers were already discussing that Uncle Huo had caused trouble outside.

Jiang Feng continued to keep a low profile.

Do your job well first.

It was only during the break that he read the gang secrets in the workshop.

The book is very thick.

Hundreds of pages.

It's a pity that Jiang Feng has not been on it, and he has not found any secrets about recording the Red Lotus Sect, not even wild history.

From the looks of it, looking at this kind of unofficial history secrets made up indiscriminately, I can't find the information I want.

He tried his best to recall the characteristics of the black stripes on Ge Huizhong's body, thinking about it, draw the black stripes, then go to the black market and ask someone, maybe there will be unexpected gains.

But after thinking about it, the black lines really have some special meaning.

Huang Butou should have found out earlier.

After all, during the interrogation in the torture chamber, those traitors of the Red Lotus Sect were tantamount to being stripped naked. Catcher Huang must have seen the black stripes, maybe he was thinking too much.

"No, that young man didn't have black lines on his wrists when he was in the torture chamber last time."

Suddenly, Jiang Feng said in surprise.

He vaguely remembered that the last time Catcher Huang interrogated the rebels in the torture room and asked him and Ge Huizhong to stay in the torture room to clean, the young man was also there. On the man's wrist, there are no black lines like those on the fake Ge Huizhong.

But what does this mean?
"Whoosh!"

"what!"

"No, someone robbed the prison!"

Sudden.

There was a commotion outside the workplace.

Jiang Feng heard the sound of arrows shooting into the stone wall, as well as bursts of screams.

The word "prison robbery" was especially clear in his ears.

(End of this chapter)