Chapter 796 Where is the girl who came out

   "Master Si, I've been looking forward to it for a long time. I don't know what wind brought you to me?"

   Liao Jing exhaled a cigarette ring, his expression and tone looked rather awkward.

   "Who are these?"

  Liao Jing's hand holding the cigar casually pointed at Si Niannian and the others.

  Si Xinghe knew that the cycle did not like to reveal his identity, so he just replaced their identities with "family".

   "I've already told that young man about my intentions. I believe that with the power of Chief Liao's control over Huaibei Prison, I already know it, but I still have to ask again, where are the people from the Detective Bureau?"

  Si Xinghe sat down on the chair beside him.

   And Si Niannian, Bu Chensui and Zhou Qi stood aside.

   said that he was standing by the side, but in fact he was looking at everything outside secretly through the window.

  Liao Jing just glanced at them and ignored them.

  's indifferent eyes seem to be ignoring them at all.

   He leaned back on the back of the chair, took another cigar, looked at Si Xinghe and smiled.

   "They're gone, they left on the same day."

  Si Xinghe's eyes darkened, a cold light flashed across his eyes quickly, and his tone was slightly cold.

   "Among those people, in addition to the director of the Beicheng Detective Bureau, there are also my nephew, the grandson of the Si family, the captain of the Flying Eagle Special Forces, Si Muen, and Liao Jing, I urge you to think about it, and then tell me the answer."

  Liao Jing's wanton expression finally subsided, the cigar was held between his lips, and the blue smoke slowly rose, blurring his vision and blurring his expression, making Si Xinghe hard to see for a while.

   After pondering for a moment, Liao Jing pressed the cigar that was about to burn out into the ashtray.

"They really left on the same day, but since Third Master Si mentioned it, I won't hide something. Your nephew, the grandson of the Si family, the captain of the Feiying Special Forces killed one of us that day. Prison guard, that's why they walked so fast, I don't know about this...how to calculate?"

  Si Niannian stepped forward with a very serious expression, "You said my brother killed someone, what about the evidence? Where is the body?"

  Liao Jing's eyes flashed with surprise when they fell on Si Niannian's face.

   But it's just amazing.

   For him, Si Niannian is beautiful, but too tender.

"It looks like this is the little princess of the Si family that is widely rumored in the outside world? Do you want to do an autopsy to find out the cause of death and exonerate your brother? Unfortunately, this has happened for several days. The body of the prison guard who died in the line of duty. It has already been taken back by his family, and now at this time..."

  Liao Jing glanced at his watch and smiled, "It should be in the funeral home, it's already turned into ashes."

  Suddenly, the hearts of Si Niannian and Si Xinghe froze at the same time.

   The two looked at each other and frowned.

  Blood traction!

   Mu En (brother) is nearby!

  Si Xinghe stood up abruptly and looked at Liao Jing with a cold face, "Ask you again, where is my nephew?"

  Step Chen Su and Cycle also passed by.

   The four of them all looked at Liao Jing with bad eyes.

   Liao Jing was not afraid at all, and stood up, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth.

   "Master Si is trying to make trouble here?"

   Just now, Bu Chensu tried to release his mental power again, carefully searching every corner of the neighborhood.

   "Dad, in the basement." Bu Chensu gave him a look.

   Several people turned around and left without saying a word.

   Although Liao Jing was shocked that Bu Chen was able to detect the news, it was not a good time to ask.

   He directly pressed the button under the desk, and the door of the office was automatically locked. Then, steel pipe-like cylinders fell from all around, forming a cage, trapping several people in the middle.

  Liao Jing looked proud, "This is the rock iron developed by the institute many years ago. It is harder than diamond and the strongest material in the world. Without spiritual power, you can't leave..."

   Before he finished speaking, the rock-iron cage that was supposed to be extremely hard was cut off from the middle and scattered on the ground.

  Boom!

   followed by the sound of metal crashing.

   Liao Jing felt the floor under his feet tremble.

How can this be?

   As long as he enters Huaibei Prison, his spiritual power will be banned. How did he do it?

   He looked at the culprit in astonishment, "You are not cultivating spiritual power, but spiritual power? You, are you an immortal?"

  Although the entrance to the immortal world was sealed, there were still some immortals who stayed in the comprehension world. This was not a secret among the masters, or among the leaders of various countries and forces.

  Bu Chensu didn't talk nonsense with him, turned around and took Si Niannian's hand, protecting her in his arms to prevent Liao Jing from sneaking up, then gave Si Xinghe a look, cut the door of the office, and rushed out.

   "Dad, the basement entrance is right on the south corner."

  Because this is still Liao Jing's own territory, after so many years, he expected that no one would dare to come to his rest area to cause trouble.

   And the prisoners have no chance to get here, so the defense of Liao Jing is the weakest in the entire Huaibei Prison.

On the south corner of   , there is a bronze-cast human figure, which is somewhat similar to Liao Jing when seen up close.

   "He actually made a statue for himself?" Si Niannian frowned, and stepped forward to move the statue away.

  The bronze statue, which was as heavy as a thousand gold, became weightless in Si Niannian's hands, and was easily moved to the side.

   And behind the bronze statue, there is a small door.

   "Uncle Third, here."

  Si Niannian was about to open the door, but was pulled back by Bu Chensui.

   "Follow me obediently, eh?"

  Bu Chen rubbed Si Niannian's head, then opened the small door.

   "Huh? I didn't expect this to be an elevator."

  Si Niannian followed Bu Chensu and walked in. Si Xinghe looked back at the direction of Liao Jing's office, and then pulled the cycle and walked in as well.

   "Quick, Liao Jing should bring someone to chase him right away."

  The elevator goes down slowly.

Ding!

   The door opened.

   There was a loud noise and the strong smell of sweat.

   "Get up, get up!"

   "Cut, I didn't expect No. 2 to survive 10 rounds in the hands of No. 9."

   "Ow! No. 2! Get up! Fight! Get up and fight No. 9!"

   "Damn! Lost again this time!"

  This is a very empty venue, with a huge boxing ring in the middle, and it is crowded with people.

   All of them were wearing prison uniforms, with their sleeves rolled up to reveal their stout arms, and half of their cloth shoes on their feet.

  The smell of feet and sweat is mixed together, and the smell is disgusting.

   But these people don't care at all.

   Their attention is on the ring.

   They kept shouting and cheering, all looking forward to winning their bets.

   "Look! Number 1 is up!"

   "No. 1 has won the championship for 10 consecutive months, and now No. 9 will be unlucky."

   "Damn, I have lost so much for Lao Tzu, now I have to let No. 1 beat him hard and send him to see the King of Hell to dispel Lao Tzu's anger."

   It seems that these people's anger at 9 has soared to a breaking point.

   Even looking at No. 9 with a strong murderous intent, it seemed that he wanted to replace No. 1 on stage and take No. 9's life.

  No. 1 came to the stage, a very big tall man with a scar from left to right cheek.

  The scars are very thick and look fierce and scary.

   No. 9, who was sitting down and resting, also stood up, wearing a white vest on his upper body.

  The white vest was soaked with sweat and blood, and it was almost impossible to see its original appearance.

   His muscles are firm and explosive.

   "It's brother!"

  Si Niannian's pupils shrank, and he pointed at the arena and said.

  Si Xinghe and the others also looked incredible.

   "Why does Mu En play in the ring here?"

  Si Xinghe and Zhou looked at each other.

   At this moment, Si Niannian rushed to the stage with a stride, and when No. 1's fist was about to fall on Si Muen, he reached out and clenched No. 1's fist.

   The sudden change made No. 1 and the people in the audience stunned.

   "Where is a little girl?"

   "Isn't it a newcomer?"

   "Tsk tsk, you look really watery, this is really cheap for us."

"Hahaha……"

   These people's obscene/evil eyes and malicious words made Bu Chensui's eyes sink.

   He strode forward, with both hands restraining the necks of the two big men who were the loudest just now, with a slight force between his fingers, the sound of broken bones sounded, and the two immediately lost their breath.

   "Cha! Where's the stinky boy from, dare to play a role in the territory of our brothers?"

   "Come on, let's go together and give him some color to see!"

   Others swarmed up, but were suddenly shaken by a strong force.

   These people were all shaken far away and fell heavily to the ground.

   Those with weak physical fitness even vomited blood.

   "Brother, are you alright?"

  Si Niannian kicked No. 1 away with one foot, turned to look at Si Muen, and his eyes turned red when he saw the scars on his face and body.

   "Brother, who made you like this?"

  Si Muen was already exhausted and looked dazed. When No. 1's fist swung over, he thought his life would really be explained here.

   At that moment, several images seemed to flash through his mind.

   Very fast, too fast to catch.

   It wasn't until Si Niannian's voice sounded that he was completely awake.

   Si Muen's pale face raised a faint smile, "Sister."

   His voice was not loud, but it was already all his strength at this time.

"elder brother!"

  Si Niannian's eyes and hands are quick, and he catches Si Muen, who finally collapsed due to exhaustion.

   "Brother, hold on, I'm here, I won't let you do anything."

  Si Niannian first took out two medicinal pills and ate them for him.

   And the cycle jumped onto the arena, held Si Muen's hand, and slowly stepped into Xianli to ensure that Si Muen's physical strength could recover as quickly as possible.

   Soon, Si Muen's face softened a lot, and his breathing gradually became steady.

  Si Niannian was relieved and turned around to walk towards No. 1 who just got up from the ground.

   "Let you bully my brother!"

  Si Niannian, who was only as tall as the shoulders of No. 1, lifted him up so easily, like throwing garbage, and threw it to the stage.

   The people in the audience took a few steps back subconsciously for fear of being hit.

  No. 1 just fell directly to the ground and fainted.

  Si Muen opened his eyes, "Sister."

  Si Niannian turned around and walked back, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and carefully helped Si Muen up.

   "Fool, this is just a minor injury, brother is fine, why are you crying?"

  Si Muen raised his hand and wiped her tears.

  Si Niannian saw the stab wound on his arm and took out a bottle of medicine to help him apply it.

   "I said I would protect you, but you have been made like this now, if, if we didn't come today..."

  Si Niannian's voice was a little choked, and tears flowed down again.

   When Si Muen was injured and his life was hanging by a thread, Si Niannian said that he would protect his brother and would not hurt him again.

  Since then, every time Si Muen went on a mission, Si Niannian would prepare a lot of medicines and talismans for him, so this was the first time Si Muen was so weak in so many years.

   His appearance really scared Si Niannian.

  Bu Chensu strode up to the stage, took Si Niannian in his arms, and stroked the back of her head with a big hand.

   "It's alright, Dad and Uncle Qi are here, and I'm here too. Brother Mu En will be fine. We will help him get it back for the grievances he suffered."

  Si Niannian's tears finally stopped, and he nodded vigorously.

   "Well, I can't let one go."

   This is the first time in so many years that Si Niannian is really angry.

  Si Xinghe has always been paying attention to his surroundings, not letting go of any subtle changes.

   "The elevator is blocked."

  The lights on the elevator have not been on since the beginning.

  Si Xinghe looked at the prisoners around him, "Is there any other exit here?"

  Although Si Xinghe is arrogant, but for those people who have no idea how many years they will be imprisoned, and who have no other fun in life other than excitement, they don't think it's that scary.

   "Oh, do you think this is a playground, with a back door, side door, and escape door?"

   "Only the elevator can enter and exit here. Once the elevator stops, you can only stay here forever."

   The two prisoners leaned against the wall, looking at Si Xinghe with disdain.

  Si Xinghe put one hand in his pocket, stepped forward unhurriedly, kicked the two people down with a kick.

After    fell to the ground, Si Xinghe added another kick and kicked the two directly to the corner of the wall.

  Poof!

   Two burly men were kicked to death just like that.

   Three died in a row, and this was considered to have quelled the other prisoners.

   They all say that it is better to die than to live. Even if they cannot get out of this prison in their entire lives, none of them want to die early.

   "Chen Su, control them all in the corner."

  Si Xinghe turned to look at Bu Chensu and said.

   This is very simple for Buchen Sui, it is just a matter of mental power.

   These prisoners have never used their spiritual power since they were sent to Huaibei Prison, nor have they felt the control of spiritual power. At this time, they were trapped by an invisible force, and they were all shocked.

   "Huaibei Prison is a forbidden spirit, what did you use to trap us?"

   "Who are you? You don't look like prisoners locked in."

   They desperately want to know the answer, but no one will answer them.

  Si Niannian and Zhou Liang helped Si Muen down from the ring.

   "Uncle Qi, sister, I'm much better now, I can go by myself." Si Muen was not used to being treated like a weakling.

   Especially looking at the nervous expression of my sister, I feel both helpless and gratified.

  Si Xinghe walked over, looked at Si Muen up and down, made sure he was okay, and then asked, "Muen, why are you fighting here? Where are the others?"

   (end of this chapter)