mtl008 Chapter 42 Yang Lin Goes to Jail
Chapter 42 Yang Lin Goes to Jail
Huajia and Huayi looked up at the two security guards who had rushed over.
"I came to take him away. He was knocked unconscious by my poison."
"Okay, I'll hold them back, and you take him away."
Huajia clenched his hands, released all the pressure in his body and mobilized all his strength to meet the attack.
Hua Yi didn't hesitate, she walked forward and hugged Yang Lin and took him away.
suddenly.
The Demonic Sword Thousand Blades trembled and slowly floated into the air.
"what!"
Hua Yi stopped.
"Why is this knife floating? He must have been knocked unconscious by my poison gas."
She was confident, having just seen him inhale the powder she had made.
Once her powder is inhaled into the human body, the person will fall asleep and be unable to fight, let alone operate weapons.
A purple light suddenly appeared on the body of the Demonic Blade Qianren floating in the air, and it kept flashing.
next second.
With a loud bang, the pressure emanating from the Thousand Blades of the Demonic Sword formed a gust of air that rushed in all directions.
Hua Yi raised his forearms in front of him, his eyes filled with shock.
"Weapons protecting the master?"
"Who...who is this person?!"
The weapon's protection of its master is a special reaction that will only occur when a sword spirit is born from the weapon.
The condition for the birth of a sword spirit is that the weapon level must be SS level, but the probability of the birth of a sword spirit is extremely small.
Furthermore, the sword spirit will sense when its master is in danger and will take the initiative to step forward and protect its master.
So far, she has heard of only a handful of people who possess sword spirits.
No matter how shocking it is, the mission still needs to be completed.
"It's a pity that your master has been poisoned by me. Just follow us."
Hua Yi reached out to take the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades away.
"Ok?"
She tried hard and found that the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades was suspended in the air as if it was controlled by some strange force and could not be moved.
"Don't want to come with me? What a pity..."
Hua Yi increased his strength, and the blue veins on his wrists were visible to the naked eye.
As a result, the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades still floated in the air without moving.
"Damn! Why is your weapon so stubborn?"
Hua Yi had no choice but to take his hand back.
I was curious about the origin of this weapon. Not only did he protect it, but he also didn't allow others to touch it.
"I can only try to use his master's hand."
At such a weak level, even if a weapon is born with a spirit, it is only a rudimentary form, without self-awareness, and only knows some simple self-reactions to protect the master.
Hua Yi squatted down and held Yang Lin's arm with one hand, and controlled his palm with the other hand so that he could successfully hold the handle of the knife.
Then try to move it with force.
"It's done."
The magic sword Thousand Blades lost its imposingness instantly when it was held in Yang Lin's hand.
"Let's go quickly. If you keep pestering us, we will ignore you."
Hua Jia easily broke free from the two security guards, flew into the air and spoke to Hua Yi below.
"Ah."
Hua Yi carried Yang Lin's body, stepped on his feet and flew into the sky. The two of them left the crime scene side by side at a very fast speed.
below.
The two security guards looked at the sixty-year-old man flying away, their hands shaking with anger.
An assassin entered the school a while ago, and today another student was taken away outside the school.
The key is that it’s right under their noses!
......
After flying in the air for a while, Huajia and Huayi landed in a dense forest.
Huajia made complex seals with his hands and shouted at the two thick trees.
"Yan Luo comes down from the mountain to slay the heaven and earth, open!"
Just as he finished speaking, the space between the two big trees trembled, and a vortex portal slowly appeared.
The two walked in as usual.
As soon as my feet stepped into the portal, I arrived in another world.
There are birds singing, flowers blooming, and towering mountains here.
There are bamboo forests and singing birds in front, and a waterfall leaping over a cliff behind.
With birds singing and flowers blooming, it is definitely a holy place on earth.
"I will first imprison him in the underground prison of Yama Palace. You go contact the employer and tell him that the mission is accomplished."
After saying that, Hua Yi leaped into the air and flew forward.
......
This is the Yama Palace, which ranks third among the eight major organizations.
No one expected that their hometown was actually built in another space.
The underground prison cell in Yama Palace.
"Hey, little guy, wake up, wake up."
A ragged old man pushed Yang Lin and woke him up softly.
"Um?
No, where am I!"
Yang Lin stood up and subconsciously drew out the magic sword Thousand Blades, ready for battle.
"Haha, little guy, look how scared you are. This is the underground prison of Yama Palace."
The old man stroked his beard and looked at Yang Lin with a smile on his face.
"No way, I'm locked up again?"
Yang Lin walked up and knocked on the door of the prison where he was imprisoned.
Oh, pure iron, solid.
"Little guy, stop fiddling with it. The gate that holds us in the prison is locked up by a formation. It can't be opened by force."
"I know."
Yang Lin was not frightened. He calmly found a clean mat, brushed off the dust and sat down.
It's just a small incident, no need to panic.
Yang Lin looked at the old man who had just spoken to him and asked casually:
"Uncle, you look so old, how long have you been locked up here?"
After hearing this, the old man recalled carefully and subconsciously looked upwards.
"Well... let me count. I remember I carved a record on the wall."
"I found it. One year, two years, three years, four years. All in all, I have been imprisoned here for more than 20 years."
Yang Lin was shocked.
"Twenty years!"
"Old man, what on earth did you do to be locked up for so long? Did the person you hired to kill you run away?"
The old man shook his head bitterly and laughed at himself.
"I'm old now. I even forgot why I was imprisoned back then."
Yang Lin nodded.
"So, is there food here?"
"Of course we do, and the food is pretty good. Didn't they say that it's forbidden to mistreat fermented bean curd?"
"Um, old man, you mean to say that it is forbidden to abuse prisoners."
"Yes, yes, yes. Look at my memory. I haven't talked to anyone in so many years that I don't know anything."
Yang Lin looked around.
There were only two of them in the prison cell where they were.
The room was a little bigger than the master bedroom in the rental house he lived in. I don’t know if it was because there was nothing in it but it looked very empty.
There was also a cell opposite theirs.
Same setup, different people.
Imprisoned inside were a middle-aged man with a fierce-looking face, dark skin, a scar on his face, who was meditating, and a young man who was curled up in a corner and looked like a rich young man.
"There are quite a few people detained here, and they are in double rooms. They really treat us like human beings."
"Haha, that's for sure. After all, this is not northern Myanmar or Tazhai Village."
"By the way, young man, I haven't asked you yet, how did you get caught here, and whether you offended anyone."
The old man asked curiously.
Upon hearing this, Yang Lin laughed out loud for some reason.
"Who did I offend? I didn't offend anyone. Since I awakened my talent, I have been assassinated twice in a row."
"The first time was in school. The assassin was from the Fuso Ninja Organization. He was about the fifth realm. If the director hadn't arrived in time, he would have been killed."
"This is the second time. It's obvious that they are more professional than the Ninja Organization. They knocked me down with just one Bewitching Soul."