Chapter 379: Everyone is a running dog, don't be disgusted

The air seemed to be frozen in an instant, and a palm print, like mountains and seas, fell from the sky with monstrous killing intent.

Whoosh!

The frozen air was suddenly torn open by someone, and fresh air poured in. The gentle scumbag felt as if he had come alive again.

It's just that before he could escape, his heart suddenly hurt, and a few drops of blood rolled out from his heart.

He couldn't believe it, looked back, and saw a scene he would never forget in his life.

A palm print from bottom to top, facing the wind and rain, like a sharp sword piercing towards the monstrous killing intent. The two palm prints collided, the whole building trembled, and the roof was directly lifted. The candle fell, igniting the house. In the flickering firelight, the two palm prints flew apart quickly, and a figure soared into the sky, flying out from the roof.

The gentle scumbag fell in the corner, a flash of joy for surviving a disaster in his heart.

Today, the boat is definitely capsized. Never expected it would capsize in the hands of an inconspicuous prison guard.

Since he had such powerful strength, why be a prison guard. The world is so big, where can't he go. Why couldn't he think it through and be a prison guard?

He got up in a trance, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. Next, more blood sprayed out from his mouth; the joy of surviving a disaster was celebrated too early. He was indeed thinking too much; such a strong person, how could he miss when killing someone.

He covered his heart, took half a step forward, and finally fell to the ground unwillingly. In the last moment of his life, only the rising flames remained, sweeping over.

In mid-air, two figures, one in front and one chasing behind.

"Are you really a prison guard?" The figure in front suddenly stopped and landed on the tree crown.

"Are you all from Wanfeng Mountain?" The figure behind was Chen Guanlou, and he also stopped, standing casually on a tree crown, looking at the other party.

So this is the eighth-rank peak strength.

Unknowingly, he was already so strong.

"Little friend seems to have a soft spot for Wanfeng Mountain." The person in front, in the night, his face was slightly blurred.

Even if it was Chen Guanlou, looking with wide eyes, it was half-covered and half-hidden, blurred. It seemed to be a technique that could shield oneself.

"I just want to ask the senior to introduce Boss Qi?"

"Why do you want to know the one surnamed Qi?"

"He owes me a debt, and I have to settle it with him."

"Little friend is really a prison guard?" The other party had been struggling with his identity.

"Absolutely true, no fake." Chen Guanlou said sonorously.

The other party seemed very surprised, unable to accept, "The beauty is a beauty, why follow the thief."

"What's wrong with being a prison guard? Money is plenty, things are few, and it's close to home. Why be like you, wind and rain, being used like a dog every day to earn three taels of broken silver. You don't look much stronger than me, and in terms of income, you might not be as good as me. At least I don't have to be a dog for people."

"Little friend has a sharp mouth."

"Did I say anything wrong? Life in the world is just eating and drinking. You follow behind, just to complete the task and earn remuneration from the employer. I don't have to travel far, don't have to monitor day and night, don't have to wind and rain, and can earn several times more silver than you. You dislike the prison guard status as low, and I dislike you as not as good as cattle and horses."

"Seems to make some sense."

"Right! You are all influenced by the prejudices of the world, always thinking the prison guard is low, but ignoring the dividends in it."

Meeting someone who agrees with your own views, talking a few more words, is it too much?

Chen Guanlou wanted to talk well; he always firmly believed that if you can talk, you don't have to fight. If you really can't talk, it's not too late to fight.

"You follow behind us for so many days, just to find someone? Can you tell me, who are Ning Zecheng and Er Dan? Why are you looking for this person? What is the relationship between the Marquis's residence and these two people?"

"You don't know?" The other party seemed a bit surprised.

"I already told your little brother, I don't know anything; they didn't believe it and wanted to kill me. If we can't talk, we can't talk; why move the knife? If they hadn't moved the knife first, I wouldn't have killed anyone casually. I am a person who eats public food and always pays attention to rules. If at the beginning, you could be upright and chat with me, everyone would exchange what they have, and it wouldn't have reached the point of death. You say right."

Hehe!

"Little friend's mouth, it's a pity to be a prison guard. You should be a litigation stick, or be an official. I think your ability to hold people's stinky feet should be very powerful."

"How do you know?" Chen Guanlou looked surprised, "Senior is also not inferior; I am still young and lack experience. I still need to learn from senior. May I ask senior, what is your relationship with Boss Qi? Are you his fellow sect brother? Or..."

"I have no relationship with the one surnamed Qi, and I am not from Wanfeng Mountain."

This time it was unexpected, the other party answered Chen Guanlou's question very simply.

Chen Guanlou was slightly surprised, "Since senior is not from Wanfeng Mountain, why are you mixed up with those three?"

"I am only responsible for supervision; find the person, and take the person away. Those three people were found by the employer, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Senior, guess if I believe it?"

"Whether you believe it or not, what does it have to do with me? You are willing to be a court running dog, self-deprecating, and living in the identity of a prison guard. I am not like you."

Chen Guanlou was not one to swallow his anger, and immediately fought back, "I am a running dog, aren't you also a running dog for others. I am at least a running dog for the court, with a legitimate identity; what do you have? How much money does your master give you a year? How many days a year do you have to live like this? You are already so strong, and you still have to run around outside every day, just for the few taels of broken silver your master rewards you. In terms of lowliness, you are much lower than me."

"Presumptuous!"

The trees moved without wind. Countless leaves turned into sharp swords, piercing the air, and killing towards Chen Guanlou's face.

Chen Guanlou waved his hand, an inconspicuous branch fell into his hand, casually drew a knife flower, and the arrogant leaves fell to the ground one after another, rolled away by the wind.

"You are not a hidden pulse, why can't I see through your cultivation? What technique do you practice, can it shield your cultivation?"

"May I ask senior what technique you practice; I still can't see senior's face clearly. Senior's technique is so powerful, it can shield your appearance."

"You are a martial arts expert, self-deprecating, living in the Heavenly Prison, not thinking of progress, truly losing the face of martial arts experts."

"Each other! Not being a good martial arts expert, but preferring to be a thief; not only being a thief, but also being used as a running dog. Senior, if you are short of silver, why not tell me. Although my status is not high, I am not short of money. As martial arts people, we should help each other. After taking the money, senior might as well tell me about your mission. After dawn, we will return to the bridge and the road, how about it?"

"You have a lot of money?" The other party seemed very surprised, with three parts temptation, three parts disgust, three parts indifferent, and one part hidden dissatisfaction.

Why?! ===== CHAPTER 380 =====