Martial arts immortality, I will eventually be invincible

Lu Datou asked Chen Guanlou to borrow twenty taels of silver, but Chen Guanlou did not refuse. But it is inevitable to say a few words.

"It's not an option if you keep going like this. You get your salary every month, so why don't you keep some of it!"

Lu Datou said in a hurry, "I'll keep it, I'll keep it. I just haven't been very lucky these days and I keep losing. I will definitely make up for it this time."

Chen Guanlou sneered and rolled his eyes, "Don't come to the A-shaped prison to gamble. You can't win."

"What can you say?" When Lu Datou heard this, he realized that there was some inside story. He pricked up his ears and leaned forward, wanting to stick to Chen Guanlou.

Chen Guanlou disliked the stinky smell on his body, so he distanced himself directly, "Let's put it this way, if your skills can be rated as five points, the average of those old gamblers in the A-shaped prison can be rated as six points. Understand. "

That's it?

Lu Datou looked disdainful, "Bragging! I don't believe it. I often bet with them, I don't know their level."

Chen Guanlou immediately sneered, "Have you ever won money in a casino with an A-shaped prison?"

At this moment Lu Datou was speechless.

He was dubious and found it hard to accept, "Is my skill really bad? Can the gamblers in the A-sized prison be more skilled than me?"

Chen Guanlou nodded, "I can't lie to you. From now on, you will stay in a C-shaped prison, and maybe you can win a little bit. If you go to an A-shaped prison to gamble, sooner or later you will lose and only your pants will be left."

Lu Datou felt sad and unwilling to admit defeat.

Why can't he?

He always felt that he was very good, very good, so good that he exploded!

Scratching his head, his mind was in turmoil. He had to think about this matter carefully.

"By the way, are you still collecting martial arts secrets?" Lu Datou asked casually.

Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows, "Search! What's the matter? You have some good stuff there."

"It's like this. Recently, a group of bandits have been imprisoned in the prison. They kill people and steal goods. They do all kinds of evil. Sooner or later, they have to go to the execution ground and get a knife. The second-in-command of that bandit asked me for help, but he can't get the money. I won't do it. I'm happy to talk to him. However, he revealed a secret. If you need it, I'll take you to see him. It's up to you sooner or later. If you want to go to the execution ground, you don’t need to be too polite.”

When Chen Guanlou heard this, his interest dropped by two points. Some prisoners like to do gimmicks in order to achieve their goals.

But he still asked, "What kind of secret book?"

"I don't know. I just heard him rambling a few words, as if he was hiding in a cave. For details, you have to ask him face to face."

Chen Guanlou wiped his mouth and said, "Lead the way, I'll go take a look."

"You are so interested! Maybe that guy made it up to deceive people."

"I can tell the difference between authenticity and authenticity. The second master you mentioned was desperate and exchanged secret books. I guess there is something real. Of course, you have to see it with your own eyes to know clearly. I don't miss this little time, just treat it as my old place. Revisit.”

"That's okay."

Lu Datou suppressed the urge to rush to the gambling house and took Chen Guanlou to the C-shaped prison.

All are familiar faces.

When the guards in the C-shaped prison met Chen Guanlou, they greeted him cordially, without the arrogance and arrogance they used to treat newcomers at all. It seems that before and now, everyone gets along so cordially, and it has never changed.

At this moment, Chen Guanlou even had an absurd feeling of "returning to his hometown with honor". People who looked down on him in the past are now trying to curry favor with him. The people who used to command him now still look to him for support.

Many people privately envy Datou Lu.

Lu Datou has never been short of money since he went to Chen Guanlou. Whenever you run out of money, you can always borrow money from Chen Guanlou, no matter how much it is.

The key is that Lu Datou has never paid back the money.

With this kind of treatment, many people were so jealous that they wished they could replace Lu Datou.

I just regretted why I didn't lead Chen Guanlou by myself, why I didn't sharpen my eyes and see that the boy named Chen was not a thing in the pool.

In the eyes of the jailers in C-shaped prisons, the supervisors of A-shaped prisons are definitely the best. You can make hundreds of taels a year no matter what. If the year is good, a thousand taels is not a problem. This kind of treatment would not change even if it were given to a ninth-grade Zhima official.

The C-shaped large and small prisons are incomparable, absolutely incomparable.

In fact, many people can't understand why Lu Datou is worthy enough to be valued so much by Chen Guanlou. He never refuses when he asks for a loan, and even though he knows the other person is going to gamble, he doesn't ask questions.

This friendship, this God of Wealth, please God give me one too.

Lu Datou held his head high and led Chen Guanlou into the long corridor.

"People are being held in front."

"Cell No. 72, I'm familiar with it!" Chen Guanlou smiled.

In the cell, a rough man covered in blood was lying on a pile of straw, with a pungent smell emitting from his body.

"Torture?"

"That's for sure. All bandits must go to the torture chamber. This is an old rule." Lu Datou said.

Chen Guanlou observed and asked, "Is it disabled?"

"Both legs are broken, but I took medicine to ensure that I can survive before going to the execution ground."

Chen Guanlou smiled. The C-shaped prison was full of blood as usual. There was no warmth and tenderness here like in the A-shaped prison. After receiving the money, they would serve the prisoners like serving the master. The most important thing was that the A-shaped prison rarely used torture. Even if they wanted to deal with some disobedient officials, they usually cut off water and food to avoid hurting the flesh. Whether it would hurt the internal organs or not, that was out of control.

This was also the reason why the prisoners were willing to go to the Tianlao instead of the Jinyiwei Prison next door. Anyone who entered the Jinyiwei Prison must go to the torture room, and peeling a layer of skin was the least of it.

Lu Datou held the water and fire stick and knocked hard on the prison gate fence, "Hey, get up. Didn't you ask for help? Now the person who can help you is here. You won't find this store in the wrong village."

Before the voice fell, the rough man lying on the ground squirmed, turned over with difficulty, and finally showed his face.

He moved his body and came to the prison door, trying to look up at the unfamiliar Chen Guanlou.

"This is Chentou, who likes to collect martial arts secrets. If you can really come up with good stuff, your job may not be impossible." Lu Datou said loudly.

The second in command moved the hair around his eyes to see more clearly, "Chen... Chentou."

Chen Guanlou slowly squatted down to let the other party see more clearly, "Tell me about your secrets first."

"I... I... The secrets are hidden in the cave, carved on the stone wall of the cave, and no one can understand them. However, if they can be hidden in such a secret place, the secrets must be good things. It's just that we, a group of rough guys, don't have the talent to understand the secrets."

"Where is the cave?"

"You have to promise me first!" The second in command threw out the bait and began to make conditions.

Chen Guanlou slowly stood up, "How do I know whether the secrets you said are true or false. Empty words are not enough unless you can prove that the secrets really exist."