Martial arts immortality, I will eventually be invincible

12

Chen Guanlou didn't know how others practiced. He always practiced at his own pace.

Tianchan Baogong had made some progress, and with the ever-changing use, a rough man of about 30 years old soon appeared in the mirror.

Chen Guanlou stared at the new image in the mirror. His facial features had changed, and he had a brand new look. Not to mention that people who were not familiar with him couldn't recognize him, even his elder sister Chen Xiaolan couldn't recognize him when she stood in front of him.

When he opened his mouth to speak, the changes in his bones and muscles also changed his voice. It was a pleasant surprise.

Without further ado, he put on his nightgown, put on a hood, and secretly climbed over the wall.

He had already found out that Zhang Wantong had a lover who lived in Anzi Lane. When he was not on duty at night, he would stay at his lover's house.

He arrived at his destination and squatted on the roof. Listening to the movement, he jumped off the roof after everyone in the house fell asleep.

It's different when you have martial arts. In the past, he didn't dare to jump down from the roof casually, for fear of bumping into things, and even more afraid of losing his hands and feet, just cherishing his life. Now, the distance from the roof to the ground is nothing in his eyes. He jumps lightly and lands easily without making any sound.

Hehe, he is also a martial artist now. But he doesn't know what level he is at, and how big the gap is compared with the first-class martial artist.

He blew a breath of incense into the room, waited for half a cup of tea, walked in boldly, carried Zhang Wantong and walked out.

A basin of cold water was poured on his face, and Zhang Wantong woke up in a daze, and then found that he was tied to a chair, and it was pitch black around him, only there was a candle in front of him.

He was kidnapped!

Where is this place?

Who kidnapped him?

For money? For life?

He was trembling, looking around but couldn't see anything.

He was trembling and panicking, "Which hero? I have money! There is silver buried in my cellar. Please forgive me and don't kill me. I will never pursue it later, let alone say a word."

"What did you do?"

"What?" Zhang Wantong was surprised and frightened when he heard the voice suddenly. He was surprised that he was kidnapped. If the other party was willing to talk, there was still room for negotiation. What frightened him was that the other party had been hiding in the dark and asked a strange question. He was confused for a while. He was also worried that he would say the wrong thing and anger the other party.

"Hero, what do you mean? There are too many things. Please point out a clear way. I will tell you everything I know." Zhang Wantong was flattering and panicking. His eyes were floating around, but he didn't see the person who kidnapped him.

"Why did Jiang Wannian die?"

"You mean Jiang Yucheng! What is your relationship with him?"

"Say one more word and I'll kill you!" Chen Guanlou, who was dressed as a kidnapper, uttered the most powerful words.

After hearing this, Zhang Wantong really calmed down, not daring to speculate, and even not daring to look around.

"My good man, I am innocent! The death of Jiang Yucheng has nothing to do with me. The higher-ups wanted to find someone to take the blame, and Jiang Yucheng seemed to know something, and then he drowned. I know that Jiang Yucheng died very unjustly, but I am just a small jailer, powerless, and I really don't know the inside story."

"Nothing to do with it, don't know? I heard that you are very busy recently, and you still have time to make small reports and stir up trouble." The kidnapper smiled, revealing a kind of confidence that everything is under control, as well as coldness and ferocity. It seems that in the next second, he will kill him with a knife.

Zhang Wantong shuddered, and then began to complain again, "It's not me, I don't want to, I just follow orders to do things."

"Tell me about it." The kidnapper seemed very interested.

"Yes, yes, yes! When Jiang Yucheng died, the position of Yucheng became vacant, and several prison guards wanted to advance. Especially Xu Fugui and Zhang Yucheng, both of whom are senior and have many connections. However, they don't know that Wan Yucheng has also set his sights on the position of Yucheng. Although Wan Yucheng has less experience, he is said to have a big backer behind him, the kind that you can't afford to offend. Wan Yucheng found me and asked me to find a way to disrupt the situation and create some trouble for Xu Fugui and Zhang Yucheng, so that the two sides will fight."

"While the snipe and the clams fight, the fisherman benefits!"

I didn't expect Wan Yucheng to be so scheming.

"How did you do it?" The kidnapper's tone suddenly became gloomy.

"I deliberately made trouble for Xu Fugui, and then deliberately had close contact with Zhang the prison guard. Xu Fugui really believed that Zhang the prison guard was trying to frame him. Now the two of them have started fighting."

"What trouble did you make for Xu Fugui?"

"The people he has are not clean. If you expose them now, he will be in trouble. Another thing is that his accounts have problems, especially last year, several prisoners suddenly died in the prison."

"I heard that he has a new recruit, who is also not clean?"

"You know this, you are not..."

"Do you want to die?"

"Please spare me, I will tell you." People must bow their heads under the eaves. In order to save his life, Zhang Wantong said everything.

"That new recruit knows nothing, he is just a bonus, and he will be punished whether he is there or not. Who made him follow Xu Fugui. Xu Fugui is an eyesore to others, and his people will be unlucky."

This is not wrong.

I followed the wrong boss, and the boss was in trouble. If I still want to stay out of it and get away with it, I am deceiving myself.

Chen Guanlou finally figured out why Zhang Wantong targeted him. Damn, it was a typical case of the fire in the city gate affecting the fish in the pond. He was the innocent fish that was affected.

In a small prison, a position of a warden, before the news leaked out from above, the people below were already fighting to the death. If the little people fought so fiercely, wouldn’t the big people above fight to the ground? It is hard to imagine how many innocent people would be affected and how many people would die if the big people fought.

The little people lived in a humble way, and they didn’t even have the right to say "no".

"What benefit did Wan Yuli give you to make you spare no effort to help him?"

Zhang Wantong actually hesitated, and was rarely shy.

Chen Guanlou directly hit him on the chest with a board, almost breaking his ribs.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill your wish."

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" Zhang Wantong took a breath of cold air, feeling that his heart and lungs were shattered, and his heart ached every time he said a word, "Wan Yuli promised me that after the matter was accomplished, he would promote me to his position and let me manage the A-shaped prison."

This cake is really delicious!

It’s no wonder that Zhang Wantong took the bait.

Being a jailer is a lowly job. You earn little money and are despised by others. The working environment is not good. If you make a little money, you will be called a black-hearted and rotten intestine. Sometimes, you have to bear the work of torture, execution and money. In short, it is dirty, smelly and lowly.

Whenever there is a chance, jailers want to jump out and find another way out.

Chen Guanlou is an exception. He took the initiative to jump into this big dye vat.

From jailer to jailer, the difference of one word makes a world of difference in status, identity and money.

Jailers basically have no chance to see the official, while jailers have more or less chances to show their faces in front of the official. This alone is enough to make countless people fight for it!

Being an official is the highest ideal!

Everything is inferior, only being an official is good!

Official! Official! These three words have a fatal temptation to men and women for thousands of years. Even if it is just a small official, it is ten times or a hundred times better than a jailer, and it is worth giving everything to fight for it!