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The prison doesn't look big outside, just like an old unit family building, and only has three floors.

However, after Wang Cheng walked in with his master, Taoist Changhe and Niu Dahai, he found that there was a different world inside. There were indeed only three floors on the ground, with less than one hundred rooms, and the people living in the same room were all supervising personnel; but there were five floors underground, with a total of four hundred rooms, and many important prisoners were imprisoned.

And the thirteen people who escaped this time were still imprisoned on the bottom layer.

The other party was able to bring more than a dozen people out from the bottom layer, which was a bit incredible.

After listening to the story of the manager here, the middle-aged man, Wang Cheng realized that five people were bribed by the other party, and even two old people who had worked for ten years were inserted by the other party. Then he bribed the other three people through long-term contact, and planned the prison robbery operation with internal and external cooperation.

"Hmph, the people of Japan and the United States have never given up their infiltration into us. Lister is a ungrateful wolf!"

After hearing the warden's introduction, Taoist Changhe angrily scolded, and then glared at Niu Dahai with a fierce look.

Niu Dahai's face was also gloomy and could drip out of water. Looking at the eyes of Taoist Changhe, he nodded and said in a deep voice: "This is indeed my work mistake..."

Since the abdication of the Changhe Taoist Priest, this prison has been the responsibility of Niu Dahai in name.

But in fact, Niu Dahai has rarely taken care of it over the years.

Yang Dan Zhenren frowned and said, "It's not entirely up to Director Niu. In the past twenty years, power and responsibilities have been dispersed and overlapping. Many things have been shirking each other. There are no major threats from the outside, and we old guys have lowered our vigilance. I have a responsibility for this matter."

Nalan Baishan had a cold face, kept silent and said nothing. Because he was indeed an outsider, except for helping Changhe once, he had always lived a secluded life. If Aisin Jueluo had not joined in this time, he would not have come out again.

However, after this incident, it can be seen that Aisin Jue Luo is definitely unwilling to live a life that he dares not show himself to others overseas, and he will inevitably make some moves in the future.

In addition, Tong Jia was not at ease, and Nalan Baishan knew that it would be unlikely that he would want to live a quiet and secluded life in the future.

As he walked along, the tiger in Wang Cheng's body remained restless and the sense of crisis never disappeared for a moment.

There are a large number of dangerous people in the prison cells on each floor underground, especially in the fifth floor. There are even top experts in the prison.

Wang Cheng felt that on the fourth floor, most prisoners' internal aura was not much weaker than theirs.

He had heard from his master before that this prison is not the only existence in China.

In the northwest and south, there is a similar prison, and the prisoners are also of the same level.

In this way, Wang Cheng could vaguely understand something in his heart.

Why is there a situation where there is a situation where there is no match for the domestic martial arts world?

Where have many older generation masters gone?

Why have some family sects almost disappeared?

Probably. Most of the answers are here.

The old Taoist priest Changhe walked in the front, looked at the frozen blood on Wang Cheng's hand, and asked, "Have you met someone from the Iga family?"

At this time, the old Taoist priest calmed down and began to pay attention to his disciple Wang Cheng's injury. He just took a look and knew how Wang Cheng's injury came about.

Iga Changsheng is his lifelong enemy. He can recognize the sword technique of Iga Dojo in Japan with his eyes closed.

Wang Cheng nodded, the tingling pain in his palm still stimulated his nerves, and Dong Xingyue's figure flashed in his mind. A trace of worry hangs in his heart and said, "Well, it's Iga Mingcheng."

"He told you to leave?"

Taoist Changhe asked with a serious expression.

As Wang Cheng's master, he knew everything about Iga Dojo, so he naturally knew that although Wang Cheng was powerful at this time, he was definitely not an opponent of Iga Mincheng.

Therefore, he was sure that Wang Cheng would not be able to defeat Iga Mingcheng. Unless the other party asked Wang Cheng to leave, it would be difficult for Wang Cheng to escape unscathed.

After thinking about it, Wang Cheng said firmly: "I killed him."

moment.

The people present all calmed down at the same time, and their breathing almost disappeared.

The eyes of the pair of spirits and energy almost condensed into substance fell on Wang Cheng, making Wang Cheng feel his whole body sinking, and the tigers in his body were suppressed and silent for a while.

Taoist Changhe, Niu Dahai, Yangdan Zhenren, and Nalan Baishan all looked at Wang Cheng at the same time, and each of them didn't believe it.

Taoist Changhe was no exception and frowned and said, "Wang Cheng, did you really kill Iga Mingcheng?"

Wang Cheng looked straight into the master's eyes, nodded with certainty and said, "Yes, I killed Iga Mingcheng just now."

Niu Dahai also asked immediately: "How did you kill him? Iga Naruto's strength is now in the top 20 in the entire Japanese martial arts world, and he only has the last understanding. His sword technique can enter the realm of his master Iga Changsheng and become one of the top ten masters in Japan. Unless you practice for another five years, you will not be able to kill him."

Wang Cheng believed that Niu Dahai was telling the truth. Iga Mingcheng's strength was indeed extremely powerful. He took a deep breath, and the suppressed tiger aura in his body burst out without reservation. He said more firmly: "He didn't take me seriously at first. I unexpectedly broke out the true intention of the tiger and killed him with one move, just like the last time I killed the people of the abdominal family!"

Zhenren Yangdan and Nalan Baishan did not speak, and both showed a thoughtful look.

The last time Wang Cheng killed the people from the Abdomen Family, it was indeed unexpected. Otherwise, if the people from the Abdomen Family drew their swords and used their full strength from the beginning, the unlucky one would definitely be Wang Cheng.

However, Iga Naruto was not an idiot from the abdomen family.

How could Iga Naruto die of carelessness after being in Japan for decades?

Although there were many questions, no one asked more, because they all believed that Wang Cheng could not tell lies, nor could he speak loudly. It was definitely a big deal for Iga Mingcheng to die. Just a little investigation can tell what happened.

Taoist Changhe stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Cheng's pulse and checked it. He was sure that Wang Cheng was only a little bit of flesh and blood wound, so he felt relieved. A light of thinking flashed in his eyes. He killed Iga Mingcheng, with only a little bit of flesh and blood wound. He said lightly on his mouth: "Where is Iga Mingcheng's body?"

Wang Cheng also had his thoughts flashing in his heart and said, "I don't know if it's still there, seven hundred meters east."

Niu Dahai nodded, saying that he had written it down, and then continued to walk down. In the future, he would definitely send someone to scrape the ground and search for Iga Naruto's body.

In this prison, the fifth floor underground is a special area specially built. There are only ten huge rooms on the entire floor. Each room has a complete living facilities. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a high-end suite. It can be seen that the government took great care of the lives of these top experts back then. In a sense, it is not an exaggeration to say that these ten people are national treasures. They all represent the inheritance of martial arts culture.

Originally, these ten rooms were filled with full, and they were also called the top ten masters, but eight of them had just run away, and now there are only two people left.

The warden took Wang Cheng and the other two adjacent rooms to the doors of the two rooms in the middle and spoke, "The two of them were not running away. One was named Wang Qiang and the other was named Qiu Shimin."

Taoist Changhe waved his hand, with a complicated expression and said softly: "No need to introduce it, we all know each other."

The warden nodded, stuffed the copper lock with the ancient metal key in his hand and turned it around twice to open the door. The door was filled with all copper, with a full copper plate of ten centimeters thick. The warden had to use all his strength to push it, making a slight sound of metal friction.

Wang Cheng's eyes narrowed, and when he looked carefully, he was shocked. Because he noticed that all the rooms on the fifth floor of the underground were actually filled with metal.

The doors, walls, floors, and all are extremely thick metal.

The defense is so tight that it is basically impossible to be forcibly broken.

Wang Cheng reached out and touched the door filled with pure copper. A coldness penetrated into his body. He suddenly felt a sudden sensation, feeling that he could not destroy the door. It was estimated that even if the master and Niu Dahai and others tried their best, they would not be able to destroy the door and escape. Even if they could destroy it, there were such a big noise, and with five levels on it, how could they escape unstoppable?

Therefore, if there were no internal ghosts in this prison, it would be impossible for an accident to occur in another hundred years.

Taoist priest Changhe walked in first, then Niu Dahai and Wang Cheng followed him in and saw that the room was spotlessly clean. There were everything in the living room, including sofas, coffee tables, rocking chairs, and even an open TV. The TV was playing the replay of the martial arts competition.

The few people looked strange and couldn't connect the place with the prison at once, like a private residence.

Wang Cheng and his friends' eyes fell on the figure sitting on the sofa.

This is an old man with a slightly fat figure. His snow-white hair is neatly combed backwards, his rosy and plump face is cleaned. He is wearing a blue uniform and the word Wang Qiang is written on the nameplate on his chest. This is his name, and he is leaning against the sofa and watching TV leisurely.

Seeing the few people coming in at the door, Wang Qiang was not surprised at all, but smiled on his face and said with a smile: "Old Taoist, Lao Niu, you are indeed here, hahaha, come and sit down. I haven't sent tea for a month, so I won't pour you tea. I'm not watching the old Taoist disciple show his power..." As he said that, his eyes fell on Wang Cheng, and he nodded and smiled: "It's this little guy, it's not bad..."

Taoist Changhe smiled, took two steps to sit down on the sofa, looked at the figure of his apprentice Wang Cheng on TV, and said, "Old Wang, you are still the same."

Niu Dahai said with a rare look of restraint: "Director Wang..."

Zhenren Yang Dan and Nalan Baishan also smiled nervously, and then they both said together: "Director Wang."

Wang Cheng thought about it and shouted respectfully: "Wu Shengshan Wang Cheng, have met Senior Wang."

Wang Qiang ignored Changhe and the others, looked straight at Wang Cheng, and smiled and said, "You and I are both surnamed Wang, we are all family members. Don't be so reserved, sit down and talk. You are much better than your master. The old Taoist priest had one percent of your understanding back then, and now he should be the best in the world."

If Wang Cheng hadn't confirmed that he had walked down from the first floor of the prison and that this was one of the most strictly managed prisons, he thought he had come to a guest at an acquaintance's house. Wang Qiang in front of him was a kind master...

Wang Cheng smiled unnaturally and said, "Senior, I'm too rewarded..."

Wang Qiang immediately shook his head with a stern face and said, "I didn't praise you. I just told the truth, old man. Look at the wound on your hand, is it the sword technique of the Iga family?"

Wang Cheng nodded and said confidently: "Well, it was left by Iga Changsheng's eldest disciple, but his life was also left."

"Iga Narutocho?"

Wang Qiang's face was a little serious. He looked at Wang Cheng and asked.

Wang Cheng nodded again and said, "Well, it's him."

Wang Qiang looked up and down with a suspicion, expressing his suspicion and disbelief clearly.

Taoist Changhe coughed awkwardly and said with a smile: "Old Wang, why didn't you leave just now?"

Wang Qiang withdrew his gaze from Wang Cheng and asked back: "I have a good meal here, a good living, and a TV. There is nothing short of anything. Why should I leave?"

After pausing, Wang Qiang shouted loudly again: "Besides, the Japanese and Americans asked me to leave, and I will follow them? Then I have become a traitor? Fortunately, they ran fast, otherwise I would kill them all."

Niu Dahai smiled in a low voice and said, "It's still Wang Suk who understands the truth. Eight of Eagle and the others have left. Only Wang Suk and Lao Qiu are still here."

The kind expression on Wang Qiang's face disappeared in an instant. The murderous intent that penetrated his bone marrow was revealed. I don't know how many people would need to be killed to condense this murderous intent. I snorted coldly: "Hmph, it's better if these beasts are gone. The old dog of Eagle asked me to help spread his boxing script two years ago, so don't break the inheritance of the ancestors. I didn't expect to become a traitor in the blink of an eye..."

This was the first time that Wang Cheng saw Niu Dahai and Nalan Baishan so afraid of someone. He was curious about Wang Qiang's identity. Judging from his murderous aura and his aura of guidance, he probably had his status back then was no worse than that of his master, Taoist Changhe, and he even killed more people.

Because, except for Wang Cheng's master, Taoist Changhe, everyone present, they all regarded themselves as junior subordinates in front of Wang Qiang. Nalan Baishan was like this and did not dare to be arrogant at all.

Taoist Changhe put the three books in his hand on the coffee table. The top one was the Eagle's Tianpeng secret technique, and said with regret: "Eagle's Tianpeng secret technique is indeed a single lineage. I originally planned to come to you when I was about to get buried and pass on all your unique skills... Now it seems... I am troublesome."

Wang Qiang held the three books in his hand and flipped them. His eyes flashed with murderous intent that was condensed into substance, and he said in a deep voice: "In a year, you will kill eight of them, including those Japanese and Manchu Tartars."

Niu Dahai immediately frowned and said in a careful tone: "Wang Suo, a year is a little nervous... We have not yet confirmed where they have gone, and there are also American and Japanese to help."
To be continued...