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Yang Zhentian suddenly opened his eyes again, and his eyes looked at Jiang Feng, full of disdain and disdain.

Jiang Feng turned his head, looked at Yang Zhentian in the eye, grinned, and showed a smile that only a man understands, as if he did not feel the slightest guilt about the evil deeds he had committed, but was still very proud.

Yang Zhentian frowned and shook his head, secretly wondering how could there be such a despicable and obscene person in the world.

"Hehe......" Jiang Feng chuckled, looked at the black-robed man, raised his eyebrows, and said with a light smile, "Admit it!" The big husband dares to act boldly, what is there that he doesn't dare to recognize? ”

The black-robed man couldn't help but look back at the white-robed woman outside the door, and both of them were a little surprised.

Yang Chaozong's crime, that is the crime of killing the head, but this kid's expression does not have a trace of fear, is he not afraid at all? Or does he really have something to rely on?

It seems that you should stay away from this kid, and don't make a fuss because of impulsiveness.

"Humph!" The middle-aged man seemed to be a little angry, and directly put the rice paper in his hand at Jiang Feng's feet, and snorted angrily, "Since that's the case, you can sign and draw on this!" ”

Jiang Feng lazily picked up the rice paper and glanced at the contents on it casually.

It was nothing more than how hateful Jiang Feng was, how bad the influence he had on the entire Yang family, and how severely he needed to be punished.

"Drawing? Is it a mudra? Jiang Feng asked.

"Yes!" The middle-aged man spat out a word with a straight face.

"How can you press your handprints without ink?" Jiang Feng stared at the middle-aged man and said angrily, "Do you want Lao Tzu to bite his fingers?" ”

Hell, my own blood is precious.

"Clay? What is it? The middle-aged man was stunned, ignored it, and said in a deep voice, "Otherwise?" Are you going to bite my fingers? ”

"Damn!" Jiang Feng scolded unhappily, why is this middle-aged man so serious, he reluctantly put his little finger in his mouth.

Although the middle-aged man was very grateful to Jiang Feng, he also hoped that Jiang Feng could die from the bottom of his heart, so that he would no longer have to worry about Jiang Feng regretting it, and he, his daughter and their vein would no longer have to be afraid.

Jiang Feng took several deep breaths, closed his eyes, and bit hard.

"Ouch!"

Jiang Feng let out a painful sigh, a tooth mark appeared on the tip of his finger, and after squeezing hard, he saw a small red dot.

'Seed! The black-robed man sneered in his heart, because he didn't know what the relationship between this kid and Young Master Guang was, so he couldn't touch him for the time being, but it was always okay to scold him in his heart, right?

Hmph, with a nasty expression at any time, who do you think you are? It's a prison cell.

The middle-aged man frowned, seeing this situation, there is no doubt that this kid is an ordinary person, but don't go to the execution ground when the time comes, and suddenly regret shaking out the truth, although he will spend some time in the back, trying to find ways to seal the mouths of the subordinates and maids who were present before, no one should believe him, I am afraid that Yang Guang will cause trouble.

"It hurts me!" Jiang Feng looked at the bead of blood that came out of his fingertips, said dissatisfiedly, and then sighed twice towards his fingertips, and pressed his handprint on the rice paper.

The middle-aged man squatted down, examined it carefully, then rolled up the rice paper, put it in his sleeve, and stood up.

"Let's go, I'm done!" The middle-aged man said to the black-robed man.

"Seventh Master, please!" The black-robed man bowed and stretched out his hand to lead towards the door.

"Yang Ba, you're welcome!" The middle-aged man said expressionlessly.

The black-robed man was stunned, not understanding what the middle-aged man meant.

The middle-aged man seemed to know the doubts in the black-robed man's heart, and then explained, "I have already regarded the two of you as members of our clan, and I treat my clansmen equally, never."

"Since this is your territory, you should go ahead!"

"Seventh Master!"

"This ...... Not good! The black-robed man looked surprised and flattered.

The white-robed woman standing outside the door hurriedly said, her tone was a little excited, causing her to be incoherent, "Seventh Master, this is ...... I can't do that, I ...... I...... We haven't ...... yet."

"It's okay!" The middle-aged man directly interrupted the white-robed woman's words.

"Hehe...... the middle-aged man smiled lightly, "From today onwards, you don't have to be limited to small sections!" Treat me as your brother! ”

What else did the black-robed man want to say, "But ......"

"Huh?" The middle-aged man frowned, pretending to be angry, "Is it because you look down on me for being so twisted and pinched?" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare!" The black-robed man hurriedly hugged his fists and hurriedly walked towards the door.

However, at the moment when the black-robed man turned his back to the middle-aged man, a brocade box suddenly flew out of the middle-aged man's cuffs and landed on Jiang Feng's lap.

Jiang Feng's eyes were quick, and he grabbed it and put it behind him.

After the middle-aged man finished this, he casually followed the pace of the black-robed man, leaving only Jiang Feng with a smile on his face and Yang Zhentian with a stunned face.

"Pong!" The iron bar was pulled over by the black-robed man again, and the chain made of pig iron was wrapped around it two or three times.

As he left, the middle-aged man cast a complicated look at Jiang Feng.

There is gratitude, there is apology, and there is prayer.

The footsteps of the three middle-aged men leaving became quieter and quieter, and finally disappeared completely at the end of the aisle.

Jiang Feng took out the brocade box behind him and was about to open it.

But Yang Zhentian, who was still half-leaning against the wall just now, like a dead dog, suddenly seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and crawled in front of Jiang Feng, "Is it a tool for prison escape?!" ”

The corners of Jiang Feng's mouth twitched, and he quickly covered the brocade box tightly, and said angrily, "What's your business?" ”

"Didn't you despise me just now? Stay away from me, and don't talk to me! ”

"Uh......" Yang Zhentian's expression was a little embarrassed, but he immediately showed a flattering look, "Hehe, kid, if you want to escape from prison, you must take me with you!" ”

The corners of Jiang Feng's mouth raised, and he quipped, "Why? ”

"When you dig at night, I can help you control the wind!" Yang Zhentian said.

Jiang Feng pursed his lips and said expressionlessly, "No need!" ”

"Then you rest, I'll help!" Yang Zhentian continued, "I can go outside without resting, at most three nights, I can open up a tunnel to the outside!" ”

"I don't need to!"

"I ...... I...... As long as you're willing to take me out, you can let me do whatever you want! Yang Zhentian said anxiously.

"Don't bring it!" Jiang Feng said casually.

"You-" Yang Zhentian pointed at Jiang Feng and shouted angrily, "Boy, don't mess with me!" ”

"Ouch, what?"

"Are you going to do anything with me?" Jiang Feng said with a smile.

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(End of chapter)