Chapter 59： 59 The same thing (thanks to BJ, the main **** of the hippo)

Chapter 59 59 It's the same (Thanks to BJ Hippo Lord God Alliance Lord)

In the lobby of the Prison Department.

The burly black figure slowly walked out of the shadow, and appeared in the light.

It was a giant man in official uniform with a black beard, a broad waist and a strong body.

This person is at least two meters tall, with two sets of hard leather armor on his thick arms. There was also a thigh-wide black machete hanging from his waist.

Walking to Zhang Rong's side, the man looked down and looked down.

Snapped.

He clapped his hands on Zhang Rongfang's shoulders.

"Thank you for my son's business. Don't worry, come to me and work hard and pay well!"

It can be seen that the prison warden has sincere eyes and really has no other thoughts.

It's just that his body size is a bit exaggerated, which makes people nervous as long as he is close to others.

Zhang Rongfang also saw that this person was a direct and calm style, so he didn't give much courtesy.

"This is what I should do. In the future, I will thank you for your advice."

"Hahahaha, you're welcome." Prison director Li Ran laughed.

He thought about it.

"In this way, Daoist Zhang Ying, you have excellent eyesight, so you just went to the ninth team, and there is just one person missing."

"The ninth team?" When Li Huoyun heard the words, he wanted to say something right away, but after looking at Zhang Rongfang, he still didn't speak.

"It doesn't matter, the ninth team just happens to be the deputy of Captain Lin Qixiao." Li Ran smiled.

did not say more. He clapped his hands.

"Come here, take Zhang Daochang to the ninth team." As for the grade certificate carried by Zhang Rongfang, he didn't even look at it.

This kind of thing, few people dare to forge it when they take office in the Prison Department.

You must know that the Department of Prisons is a high-risk department anywhere, and is it a fake? Is that because you hate yourself for not dying fast enough?

Immediately in the shadows, a man with a sword in black slim-fit leather armor stood out, clasping his fists in a salute.

"Master Zhang Ying, please come here with me."

"It's work." Zhang Rongfang nodded and glanced at Li Huoyun beside him.

This young man gave him a careful wink, meaning to go back and talk.

He understood and followed the man quickly out of the lobby.

Li Huoyun also wanted to leave together, but was stopped by Li Ran.

The two father and son may have a good chat.

Walking out of the lobby, Zhang Rongfang, led by the officer, turned a corner to the left and quickly walked towards the rear.

There is a square behind the prison department.

At a glance, there are underground entrance doors with the same size and decoration specifications.

These underground entrance gates, from a distance, look like tombs deep into the ground.

There were constant screams and cries oozing from inside.

"These are the dungeons of our Prison Department. Interrogation and punishment are all here. If you have a chance, you can go around. It's fun inside." The officers and soldiers who led the way showed a weird smile.

Zhang Rongfang did not know how to respond.

"I'll take a good look at it then." He thought for a while and replied softly.

"Hey, by the way, the ninth team that the Taoist priest went to, the captain, Master Lin Qixiao, also came to take a temporary post from other sects. That one... um... may have a bad temper, you should take more care."

"Oh? Why should you take more care?" Zhang Rongfang heard something inside. He shoved a small piece of broken silver into his backhand.

This piece of silver was made by crushing ten taels of silver ingots, about half a tael per piece.

As a greeting gift, it is equivalent to five hundred words, which is not unheard of.

secretly accepted the money, and the officer and soldier suddenly smiled softer.

"The main reason is that Captain Lin Qixiao is from Tianxuan Palace, he is very strong, he has already entered the third rank at a young age, and his father is Lin Hong, the master of the Zhengning Hall of Tianxuan Palace.

Palace Master, that is the Palace Master in Tianxuan Palace. According to the rules of the True One Sect, at least a seventh-rank master can be the one. "

Seventh-rank martial arts of the entire Daoist religion, when practiced to the extreme, are only seventh-rank.

And Shinichi taught a temple master of Tanyang City, there are seven rank

Zhang Rongfang didn't know what to say.

He paused, and then suddenly asked curiously, "Then I don't know what rank our prison warden is in martial arts?"

"The eighth rank set by the warden ten years ago, I don't know now, we are only junior school officials, how dare we inquire into the privacy of adults."

As they were talking, the two of them came to a small building next to the entrance of the dungeon.

The door of the small building opened.

A long-haired woman wearing a white bodysuit is putting on leather boots on her body.

The leather armor is directly over the tights, covering the chest and waist.

The arm armor extends all the way to the forearm.

There is also some protection on the neck.

The boots are covered all the way below the knees, and there are pieces of scale-like nails inlaid on them, which are not light at first glance.

The two stood in front of the door and stopped.

"Team Lin, the new deputy team has arrived. The prison chief has personally assigned it."

The woman put on a full set of leather armor, took off the hat-shaped helmet, put it on her head, and turned around.

His face does not seem to be purely northern, but mixed with white blood among the Husi.

Black hair, fair skin, blue eyes, a bumpy figure, not thin, with a well-proportioned and vigorous physique that a person who practices martial arts from time to time should have, but it is not ugly.

"Just come, it's time for a patrol around the neighborhood at night, go get the equipment and go with me."

The woman looked at Zhang Rongfang and expressed satisfaction with his sturdy body.

"This time, it's a good thing. The bean sprouts last time came over to death."

Last time, the deputy team thought that she would be gilded here, but he didn't obey the order.

After   , no one dared to come to the nine teams to be gilded.

"Pin Dao Zhang Ying, I have seen Team Lin." Zhang Rongfang took a few steps forward and clasped his fists.

"Here, you don't look at your sect background, you just look at your ability! Don't be called a poor Daoist in the future. Since you've been appointed as a deputy, you should be called a lower or a lower official." Lin Qixiao said coldly.

"Yes." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

"Okay, come here." Lin Qixiao called back.

Soon two officers and soldiers in black leather armor came out of the rest room at the back.

"Take your new deputy team to change equipment, and also tell us the basic rules and things we do every day." Lin Qixiao said coldly.

"Yes!"

Two officers and soldiers took Zhang Rongfang to the rear of the small building.

Soon, he took a set of standard leather armor of his own body, and an official sword, and came out again.

At this time, Lin Qixiao had brought more than ten leather armored officers and soldiers, who had already gathered in front of the small building.

Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and was introduced to everyone present according to the standard procedure.

I have to say that although Lin Qixiao has always had a cold face, his face and figure are indeed the best he has ever seen in Tan Yang.

Even with a cold face, her beauty is even better than Xiao Qingying.

After the introduction, Zhang Rongfang was surprised that the fifteen members of the ninth team were all first-rank members.

In addition, he has an apparent second-rank and a third-rank Lin Qixiao.

Such a team is responsible for patrolling the two blocks near the Prison Department. Simply luxurious.

There are four sides of the Prison Department, they are in charge of half, and a team is in charge of the other half.

Day and night, a total of four teams are responsible for guarding the surrounding security in rotation.

Without turbulence, Zhang Rongfang's work in the Prison Department began.

As the deputy team, he lived in the small building of the ninth team.

Like Lin Qixiao, all team members must live here.

Everyone has one day a week to go home to rest and move freely.

And the salary of the deputy team is 35 taels a month, which is a lot of money.

On the two streets patrolled by the nine teams, there are a total of three restaurants, two music halls, one brothel, and one washhouse.

These two streets are located in the most prosperous area of ​​Tanyang City, and a large number of people flow in and out every day.

Therefore, the patrol team of the Prison Department also needs to be responsible for part of the daily security responsibilities.

Every day, Zhang Rongfang has nothing to do during the day to practice martial arts, and patrols at night from 9:00 to 2:00 in the morning.

Then he changed hands with the patrol officers and soldiers guarding the city and went back to rest by himself.

You can usually eat meals in the canteen of the Prison Department, or you can do it yourself.

Zhang Rongfang only had two meals in the cafeteria, so he decided to go to a nearby restaurant with the rest of his colleagues to solve the problem.

Anyway, as patrol officers and soldiers, they can get a 50% discount on spending in restaurants.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month later.

Yangxue Restaurant, lobby on the second floor.

"Have a dry fried taro, braised radish, shredded chicken with chives, and spicy red fish."

Zhang Rongfang skillfully ordered a series of dishes with the menu.

"Deputy Zhang, where's the soup? What kind of soup do you want?" the tall subordinate who had dinner together asked in a low voice.

"Then let's have a soy bean and pig's foot soup." Zhang Rongfang handed the menu to Xiao Er.

"Okay. Wait a moment, the officials, and serve some cold dishes first."

Little Er took the menu and left quickly.

You can still hear him shouting the name of the dish from a distance.

Zhang Rongfang took out a pair of chopsticks in the chopsticks holder and placed them in front of his table.

The people who dined with him were all well-to-do people in the ninth team.

Tall Chen Hansheng, bold girl Liu Han, mustache white Guru Xilai.

Everyone lives their lives carefully, and those who practice martial arts have a much larger appetite than ordinary people, so having dinner together becomes the best choice.

"Where's Team Lin? Speaking of which, why didn't you see her having dinner with everyone?" Zhang Rongfang has been here these days, and he has never seen Lin Qixiao eat with everyone.

"Team Lin has a bad temper. He has a lot of taboos, so he usually doesn't eat with us." Chen Hansheng shook his head and replied.

"Speaking of which, it has been considered peaceful recently. Our nine teams used to have troubles every three days." Liu Han said with emotion.

"However. Team Lin feels like something has happened at home recently." Grouchy was hesitant to say anything.

In the past few days, several people have become familiar with Zhang Rongfang. They know that the newly appointed deputy team has a mild temper and a decent personality, and is much easier to get along with than Team Lin.

Zhang Rongfang was about to ask questions.

Suddenly downstairs in the restaurant, there was a sound of smashing plates and dishes.

At the same time, accompanied by a noisy roar, he flipped the table.

Zhang Rongfang got up quickly without saying a word.

This restaurant is also the scope of their inspections on weekdays, and the boss is very happy to give them a 50% discount.

So when something happens on weekdays, they see it, and they will take care of it.

In places like restaurants, small frictions are common on weekdays.

Several people went downstairs and saw a red-bearded man, holding a bench in one hand, confronting the two thinner men and women in white.

Food and drinks were scattered all over the ground.

"You two are evil! It's better to return my purse as soon as possible, or you will have to open your heads today!"

The red-bearded man was furious and his voice was rough.

(end of this chapter)