tiger teacher

If a person is assassinated, regardless of whether the assassination is successful or not, it actually represents one thing.That is, the person is in a state of extreme danger.

Don't say that Jiang Zhiyuan's family has a high position and authority, and he can take charge of himself. You must know that the president of the United States may be assassinated, let alone Jiang Zhiyuan.That's why he let Jiang Caidie come to this prison to take refuge with Wang Jian.

What Wang Jian wants to hide is the unjust law, but what Jiang Caidie wants to hide is the black hand.Jiang Zhiyuan is not afraid of assassination, he is sure to dodge it, but Jiang Caidie is different, for a person like her, assassination is simply a matter of helping hands.

After hearing the news, Jiang Caidie seemed extremely excited, but Wang Jian frowned calmly.

"You can do it?"

"I don't know, but I'm already trying to track it down. I think it must have something to do with the forces behind Sun San. Shanova went to see Sun San today."

"Who is Shanova?" Wang Jian touched his head, "I know Sharapova."

"Yes, I also know Sharapova." Dasheng patted his chest: "I play balls and flicks. Don't interrupt if you don't know each other."

"Shanova, it can be said that he is Sun San's boss, and the relationship with him is very ambiguous. It can be said that the two of them are like you and Xiao Yiwen."

"Ah..." Xiao Yiwen was stunned for a moment, staring with confused eyes: "It's not ambiguous...it's not at all, don't talk nonsense, I'll sue you."

"It's not ambiguous, you still have the face to say it. The whole world thinks you are the wife of the prince." Dawei touched his head: "During the party two days ago, my group of bad friends asked my sister if she was raped. People got carried away."

"Nonsense..." Xiao Yiwen stuck out her tongue at Wang Jian: "Don't listen to him, he's talking nonsense."

"I think this is already ambiguous enough." Jiang Caidie looked at Xiao Yiwen regretfully with a strange expression on her face, and murmured in a low voice, "You're really blind."

"Okay." The Great Sage knocked on the table: "Be quiet."

After no one spoke, the Great Sage put his hands on the table: "This person, how should I put it... can be said to be the top villain in the world. It should be that her family is all top villains, and more importantly, they not only Rich. And strength."

"So what? Isn't it just looking for some mercenaries or killers to kill me?" Wang Jian smiled: "If I take a step back, I won't be Wang Jian." <" Jiang Zhiyuan raised his finger: "However, they're not just looking for this kind of stuff.As an organization that has existed for many years.They have their own course of action. "

And Xiao Yiwen thought for a while: "I seem to have seen this person before..."

"Have you seen it again?" Dawei chuckled, "Are you sure?"

"She broke into my dressing room once and asked me to sign her autograph. I remember that she had a big show, and she had to bring at least fifty bodyguards with her when she went out!"

"That's right." Jiang Zhiyuan spread his hands: "It's not an exaggeration to say that she is the queen of the underground world. Her most prominent feature is the Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts."

"Oh... I know." Wang Jian pointed to the back: "It's the messy tattoos that Ri himself often tattoos on his body."

"Fart..." Jiang Zhiyuan was laughed at by Wang Jian: "Hundred ghosts are her bodyguards, and each of those bodyguards has tattoos on their bodies. There will be a different ghost head behind them. There are 99 bodyguards in total. Every one of them is top-notch, every country has them, and they all seem to have popped out of nowhere."

After Wang Jian listened to his introduction, he thought for a while, his complexion suddenly turned pale, and then he took out a pen and paper, and began to draw: "Is it such a ghost?"

"Yes and you……"

Wang Jian leaned his head on the back of the chair, as if he breathed a sigh of relief: "It doesn't take much effort."

"what?"

"This is the professional skill of my teacher. Each ghost represents a kind of karma, 99 kinds of karma. Add up to [-] levels of hell. In superstitious terms, these people are used to eliminate disasters for the master, so that the evil spirits dare not come close .It’s the same as the tiger behind me, but much lower level.”

"Then if we meet someone like you again, how will we live?"

"Dragon, tiger, crane, tortoise, wolf, snake, these six kinds, only one can appear at a time." Wang Jian shrugged: "I can't explain the specifics, probably because of the tradition of the teacher. I am a tiger, I The girlfriend is a turtle, it's a coincidence... If so. I'll give you a number, you go ask him, he's a professional."

As he said that, he gave Jiang Zhiyuan the old man's number, and after finishing writing, his expression changed: "Do you want me to go out now?"

"No rush. That Shanova came and left on the same day. As for the assassination, who am I? If I can be assassinated, can I still be called Jiang Zhiyuan?" Jiang Zhiyuan smiled generously: "Yes."

"Brother is so handsome!" Jiang Caidie put her hands on her chest: "If I meet someone like you, I will marry you directly."

Then Dawei, Dasheng, Jiang Zhiyuan and Xiao Yiwen all pointed their fingers at Wang Jian...

"Fart!" Jiang Caidie's face darkened, "Let me die."

But Wang Jian moved his fingers: "In a foreign country, Colombia is South America. Could it be that my uncle went there?"

"It's not Columbia in South America, it's Columbia in the United States." Jiang Zhiyuan said, and suddenly said: "Well, my grandpa will come to see you tomorrow morning, can you be more polite to me?"

"For the sake of the two cigarettes you brought me, I promise you." Wang Jian nodded: "By the way, help me water the leeks in the house."

"Got it, got it." Dawei waved his hand impatiently: "Then we'll go back, and when the outside is settled, I'll get you out as soon as possible, and then my sister will entrust you!"

And Xiao Yiwen laughed happily: "Let's go, I'll come back to bring you food in two days."

Soon they left, Wang Jian sent them all the way to the gate of the prison, and asked Dawei to treat him to a meal of Liangpi at a roadside stall, and then returned to the prison comfortably.

After returning, Wang Jian first divided half of the pile of things Xiao Yiwen brought him to the poor Jiang Caidie.It made Jiang Caidie unable to speak, probably because of surprise and the unspeakable "thank you".

When he returned to the Fourth Prison, everyone avoided him, as if watching a plague god, and those with bruised noses and swollen faces walked around the road. After all, it hurts to think about the beating last night.

But Wang Jian didn't have any grudges. He walked all the way with the bag and threw food on the upper and lower bunks. Everyone had it, even Er Biaozi, who was lying motionless on the bed, got a bag of prunes.

"Here's one." Wang Jian handed the mule the good cigarette Jiang Zhiyuan brought him: "I don't smoke much."

"Thank you...thank you." The mule almost burst into tears: "This is so embarrassing..."

"It's okay." Wang Jian shook his head, turned on the bed, and began to draw a sketch of the cat that smelled the scent and came to look for food.

But it didn't take long to draw, but I saw those people who had been beaten yesterday came over, all of them had injuries on their faces.

"What's wrong?" Wang Jian put down his pen, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"No, no, no...your name is Wang Jian, we will call you Lord Jian from now on..."

"Call me Xiaosan." Wang Jian shook his head: "At my age, I can't be a master."

"Third Master...Third Master, or Third Master." The strong man who wanted to rob Wang Jian on the first day approached with a playful smile, holding a pack of cigarettes in his hand: "This is my tribute to you..."

Wang Jian shook his head and pushed his hand away: "Why did you all come in? Tell me."

At this moment, the chatterbox was opened, just like a symposium, all kinds of strange cases came out, some murdered because of robbery, some murdered because of wife stealing, some murdered because of gambling, etc. Anyway, most of them A murderer, but nothing else.

"Third Lord, you must be surprised why we are all murderers." The burly man with a sniffling nose said, "Our Fourth Prison has a rule that murder and arson must have a cause and effect. Because being poor is good." Ah, it doesn’t matter if you’re stupid, anyway, it’s been a confession in the past few decades, no matter how serious it is, it will be killed. If the person who comes in is a rape, who kills parents, he will die, this is our rule.”

"This rule is very good." Wang Jian nodded: "I like it, who gave it."

"Monk Xing."

As they spoke, they pointed to a bed in the corner, on which lay a person, as if dead.Wang Jian looked at it and found that he was quite surprised. This guy seemed to have not moved since he came in. He ate alone in the morning, worked alone, and slept alone. The fight was so fierce yesterday, but this guy seemed to be watching Didn't even look at it, it's a strange person.But one thing is for sure, this guy is definitely a trainer, from the muscular outline of his shirtless body, it can be seen that this guy is a good outsider.

Wang Jian slipped off the bed, walked up to him, and asked curiously, "You..."

"Hello." He turned his head and greeted Wang Jian lightly, which made Wang Jian feel refined.

"I was wondering, why didn't you join them yesterday?"

"Because they are all lovers, so it doesn't matter what they do. If you make a mistake, it's okay to recognize it and punish it."

Wang Jian looked around at the prisoners who stretched their necks to look this way, and shrugged helplessly: "They said those rules were set by you? Then you are the boss of the fourth prison?"

"No." The man sat up slowly, and as soon as he sat up, the prisoners standing beside him scattered like birds and beasts.But he didn't even look at it, just asked a strange question: "Why do you think you practice martial arts?"

"Practice martial arts..."

Wang Jian was stunned suddenly, and his thoughts were pulled back to six years old. After beating the bully Wang Jian, the old carpenter asked the same sentence...

What is the purpose of practicing martial arts... rq