Pushing martial arts horizontally: starting from depriving the mantis shrimp of its talent

Chapter 125: Anti-theft records

"Uncle Chen, you have just come to the Prison Department, and you may be a little unfamiliar with the affairs of our Prison Department."

Jiang Yuan moved his things to a vacant room next to him, and then began to introduce the situation of the Prison Department to Chen Cheng.

"Our Prison Department usually does not intervene in ordinary cases. We are only responsible for gang wars and the pursuit of criminals who have been wanted by the government for a long time. Of course, we occasionally receive incidents similar to the last time."

"The Prison Department has a total of twelve teams. Each team is led by a chief arrester with a gold order, three subordinate arresters with a silver order, and more than 100 arresters with a bronze order."

Jiang Yuan paused for a moment, and after Chen Cheng nodded slightly to digest what he just said, he continued.
"In addition, the Prison Department is also responsible for detaining prisoners who have committed the most heinous crimes. Ordinary prisoners are in the Fuya Prison. Those who can enter the Prison Department's prison have almost no hope of coming out alive."

"Many of the most vicious warriors in the world are imprisoned in the jails of the Prison Department. Some of them are high-level cult figures with weird and unpredictable martial arts. They were captured by the chief arresters themselves."

"Although they have been pierced through the pipa bone and locked in the Qi and Blood Barrier, there is no guarantee that they will practice any strange skills, so you still have to be careful when making contact, otherwise you will accidentally get caught."

"Every year, ordinary police officers are seduced and eventually kidnapped by these criminals."

Speaking of this, Jiang Yuan's face suddenly turned serious.

"Uncle Chen, you can only enter and exit the prison. If you encounter this situation in the future, don't worry, just kill him with force!"

Chen Cheng heard a hint of iron-bloodedness in Jiang Yuan's voice and nodded.

Chen Cheng was not surprised at all by those warriors who had their Pipa bones pierced and their Qi and blood blocked and were still able to exert their strength.

Even he has practiced a different kind of martial arts like Hunyuan Ruyi Shen. Can't he allow others to practice similar martial arts?

"By the way, you said that our Prison Department is also responsible for hunting down criminals wanted by the government. Do you have relevant information?"

When Jiang Yuan heard this, he turned around and browsed on the bookshelf next to him. Finally, he came over with a thick, huge book and placed it on Chen Cheng's table.

"That's it. In the anti-theft records, the higher the ranking, the more serious the crime, the bigger the reward, and of course, the more dangerous it is. Many even the headquarters adults find it difficult. Only the warden and the two deputy wardens find it difficult. Only by growing hands can you be sure.”

Chen Cheng has a general understanding of the general's strength. Each one has corresponding means and possesses nine-blood combat power.

The only people who cannot be dealt with by the annual arrests are shape-refining warriors. In this case, the two deputy wardens and chief wardens of the Prison Department should both be shape-refining warriors.

"Three form refiners, twelve nine-blood warriors, this strength is worthy of a palace."

Chen Cheng sighed in his heart, and then opened the thick anti-theft record.

"Number one on the body-refining list, Blood Cloud Hand Wang Ning, the leader of the Blood Cloud Sect, a body-refining warrior. He practiced with human blood and massacred tens of thousands of people."

"Bounty: 10 taels. Internal contribution points: [-]."

The first person on the list of anti-theft records is the leader of a cult. Looking at the portrait, he seems to be only in his 20s, but from the detailed introduction, it is known that this person is already over [-] years old. The reason why he can maintain his youthful appearance is because of the door. Demonic skills practiced with human blood.

"After capturing the number one Xueyunshou, the internal contribution points are only [-]? Are the contribution points so precious?"

Chen Cheng was stunned when he saw the internal contribution points.

His current internal contribution points have reached [-], which can be said to be more than half of Xueyunshou. At the same time, he is deeply moved by Lu Ya's care.

After seeing the dozen or so rankings, all of which were shape-refining warriors, Chen Cheng turned back all the way and finally found the criminal at the blood-refining level.

"Number one on the blood refining list is Sun Yuanda, a 45-year-old human demon. He is a nine-blooded warrior who likes to eat people. He practices the cannibalism to replenish the body. He can get certain talents from those with excellent talents and gradually supplement himself to perfection. "

"Bounty is 2 taels, internal contribution points: [-]."

Chen Cheng took a second look at the cannibal body-repairing magic scripture in the detailed introduction, and then continued to turn back.

"Second on the blood refining list, Night Ghost Hong Jiangsuo, nine-blooded warrior, body of a demon, 180 years old, unknown martial arts, cannibalized more than [-] people in the past hundred years."

"The bounty is 8000 taels, and the internal contribution points are: [-]."

"Third on the blood refining list, Blood Swordsman, Nine Bloods"

"Fourth on the blood refining list, black magic gun, nine bloods"

Chen Cheng continued reading and suddenly stopped at a page.

The portrait on this page is of a three-meter-tall figure wearing heavy black armor that looks like a huge iron can.

Chen Cheng was stunned for a moment.

"Tenth on the blood refining list, Black Armor Iron Man, unknown gender, unknown age, unknown strength, unknown martial arts."

"Achievements: Forcibly killing the third son of King Hui, patrol envoy Ying Xuanji, wearing black armor that is extremely hard, suspected of being a demon."

"Monster? Don't slander people, okay!"

Chen Cheng's mouth twitched. When did he become a ghost? He's not afraid of the sun, right?

Chen Cheng glanced through it briefly and found that among the wanted warriors, they either practiced some kind of magic skill that required humans to make materials, or they were transformed into demons and ghosts that needed to eat humans.

There are very few people who are actually on the list because of their killing.

In addition to the body refining list and the blood refining list, there are also many ordinary thieves that are pursued by local governments.

"Looking around, everyone on this anti-theft record should be killed except me!"

Chen Cheng looked at the records of these people. Apart from him, there were also thousands of people killed, which made him very angry.

"This world is so bad because of these people!"

"Can't people live in harmony with each other? What's going on in this world?"

Chen Cheng frowned and exuded a murderous aura.

Some ordinary detectives who were staring at him became nervous when they saw this, and quickly lowered their heads to do their work, for fear of provoking this young man who was suspected to be from a top family in Shenjing. "What's wrong? Uncle Chen, why are you so angry?"

Jiang Yuan was busy for a while and came back. When he saw Chen Cheng, who was exuding strong murderous aura, he felt a chill in his heart and asked quickly.

Chen Cheng pointed at the anti-theft record with his finger and said sadly

"I opened this anti-theft record, carefully, and turned it over and over. The pages were full, and even the gaps between the words were filled with cannibalism!"

"Deserves to be killed! Everyone deserves to be killed!"

Chen Cheng slapped his palm heavily on the anti-theft record, which was thicker than a brick standing on end, raising a cloud of dust.

Jiang Yuan was angry when he heard that Chen Cheng was a wanted criminal in the arrest and robbery records, and felt relieved, as long as no one offended him.

Jiang Yuan saw this and immediately comforted him.

"Uncle Chen, calm down. If you are really angry, the No. 8 daredevil on the blood refining list has just been captured. Go and whip him a few times. As long as he doesn't die, you can do whatever you want!"

A gall taster, No. 8 on the blood refining list, the eighth level of blood refining, who likes to taste people's gallbladder.

And no matter whether the other party is good or bad, as soon as the interest arises, he will be brave, and then taste it carefully and express his opinions in the horrified eyes of the other party. Many people are scared to death.

Moody and extremely bad!

The number of people who were emboldened by him ranged from [-] to [-], and most of them were children under six years old.

According to what he once said personally, children's guts are the most delicious and the most delicious.

When Chen Cheng heard Jiang Yuan talk about it, the record he just saw immediately appeared in Chen Cheng's mind, and his whole body was trembling.

"Children, it's too late to take care of something like a treasure, but you still have to take out their guts, and then taste and evaluate it in front of them. This is terrible!"

Chen Cheng was extremely angry and stood up with a bang.

"Where is the daredevil locked up?!"

"It's in the dungeon of Team [-]. Chief Ye Kuanglong of Team [-] just captured him last night."

"Take me there!"

Jiang Yuan led the way to the small building where the eighth team was located. The furnishings in the small building were very different from those of the third team.

The entrance to the dungeon is at the very front, behind Team [-]'s chief Ye Kuanglong table.

In this position, anyone who wants to enter or come out of the dungeon cannot avoid Ye Kuanglong.

The entire prison department's twelve teams and dungeons are built in this way.

At this time, people kept coming in and out of the hall of Team [-]'s small building. Some of them had evil looks on their faces, some blood stains on their bodies, and they were cursing. They had obviously just come out of the dungeon.

"Alas! Don't squeeze! I know you can't wait, but there are people in front of you. We agreed, one tael of silver for one whip, and you can't whip more. If you whip too much, you will have to replenish it. Also, you can't use your energy and blood. Beat me to death."

At the door of the dungeon, a silver-ordered head catcher was shouting.

Seeing more than a dozen people lined up outside, Chen Cheng was stunned, but Jiang Yuan was not surprised and pulled Chen Cheng to the back of the queue.

"This is."

Chen Cheng was a little stunned by this scene, Jiang Yuan explained
"Team [-] is like this. Every time a warrior on the blood refining list is brought back, this happens."

"One tael of silver and one whip, all the money earned was used to subsidize the families of the agents who died in previous operations."

After hearing this, some of the worries in my heart immediately disappeared.

One after another came in through the small door at the back of the chief arrest desk. When they reached Chen Cheng and Jiang Yuan, Jiang Yuan took out a piece of silver and handed it over.

"Fifty lashes first!"

The Silver Order took the silver and weighed it in his hand to know how much it weighed, and immediately let the two of them in.

After entering the small door, a sense of gloom came over him instantly.

Various sounds that sounded like demons and monsters crying and howling came from below, and at the same time, there were sounds of whips lashing out.

"You lackeys of the imperial court, have you eaten too much of the dog food given by the imperial court? Your bones have become soft and you don't even have the strength to hit people!"

An eerie and hoarse voice sounded. Upon hearing this voice, Chen Chengcheng felt a wave of irritation rising in his heart.

Following the spiraling stairs, Chen Chengcheng soon came to the place where the sound of the whip came from.

In front of a stone wall, I saw a short but very strong old man with a gray beard who looked to be in his 60s. His limbs and bones were nailed to the stone wall and he could not move.

One tied the detective's clothes around his waist, with his upper body naked, holding an iron whip made of twisted steel wire, and was beating it with sweat.

Every whipping would leave a deep, bone-deep whip mark on the opponent's body, but often the flogged whip marks would quickly stop bleeding and solidify in the next second.

The policeman originally wanted to give the daredevil a few whips to relieve the anger in his heart, but he did not expect that the anger in his heart not only did not dissipate, but became even stronger after being aroused by the daredevil's tone.

The policeman raised his steel whip and was about to crack it again, but was stopped by another Silver Order policeman standing nearby.

"Hey, hey! You have already withdrawn all your monthly money this month. If you withdraw any more, you will have to advance next month's monthly payment."

"Fuck!"

When the policeman heard this, he immediately cursed angrily, threw the steel whip heavily to the ground, and then turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)