Chapter 206

Qin long shook his head, did not sit in front of the table, still came to the corner of the seat.

The muscles on pockmarked face suddenly shook and followed closely.

All the people in the prison came along. Qin long thought it was funny. So I had a meal. Is it necessary for a group of people to look like a follower?

In particular, pockmarked sitting next to Qin long made him extremely upset. However, because he had not eaten for three days, he did not have the time to take care of pockmarks and began to eat with one heart.

Today's lunch is still vegetable fried carrots, cabbage stewed pork, but not only no pork powder, not even the soup inside the oil bubble beads are not seen. As the old saying goes, it is impossible for the state policy to abuse prisoners. I don't know who has taken away all the money. It's very immoral.

However, because he didn't eat for three days, Qin long had a good appetite. Everything he ate was delicious, and a large basin of rice was quickly swept away.

"Er ~"

Qin long had a comfortable belch.

Although many prisoners were afraid of him, many people could not help laughing at his appearance.

He deliberately glared at them, a group of people suddenly scared out of the mouth of the rice are spit out, for a moment silent, the atmosphere did not dare to make a sound.

Qin long shook his head in a funny way, trying to get rid of these followers.

At this time, he suddenly felt a fierce murderous spirit.

Although the murderous spirit was extremely strong, Qin long did not feel any danger, which showed that the murderous spirit was not directed at himself, but someone else.

Since the sixth sense became acute, Qin Long's sense of crisis was not only enhanced, but also his perception of murderous spirit was also enhanced.

This murderous spirit is much stronger than that of Li Lang and Wang Xiong!

This is a practitioner!

Qin Long's eyes congealed, pretending to get up casually after dinner, and looked around quietly. With such keen eyesight, he didn't find anyone suspicious.

"Brother long, you have a good appetite." Pockmarked also followed to stand up, it seems that is to continue to follow Qin long out of the canteen.

"Whoosh!" At this time, the sharp sound shook Qin Long's eardrum.

It's like something's piercing the air, flying at high speed.

Qin Long's face coagulates and his hearing is highly concentrated again. In an instant, Qin long judges that the source of the sound is at 10 o'clock on his left hand. He suddenly turned around, just want to see the direction of things, but found that just stood up pockmarked, actually blocked his vision.

"Get out of the way!" Qin long burst out a drink, slapped open the pockmarks, and rushed forward at the same time.

In an instant, pockmarked face was as white as paper, and then it was thrown out like a twist. At least he didn't know why he was beaten until he passed out. Nima, if you can be beaten as a follower or flatterer, what else can you do to avoid being beaten.

Pockmarked while watching Qin long for Zhao, he also calculated his own tricks in private, but on the surface, he did his best to please Qin long. But I think his acting skills can at least win the Oscar for best supporting actor, but why doesn't it work? He feels so frustrated.

At this time, Qin long didn't take care of pockmarked feeling, his mind was all focused on flying things.

When he saw what was piercing the air and flying at high speed, Qin Long's pupils suddenly shrank, but he was shocked.

Toothpicks!

It's a toothpick!

Without hesitation, Qin long flew and grasped the toothpick.

"Pooh

With the slight sound of piercing into the body, the toothpick actually pierced into his palm.

"Hiss!" Qin long took a breath of cold air, and the toothpick actually stabbed an inch into his palm. If his hand was not thick enough, it would have been completely penetrated.

Damn it. It's a vicious toothpick.

Qin Long's foreign strength has always been leather refining, even ordinary knives are difficult to scratch him, let alone a toothpick.

But the moment he grasped the toothpick, he found that the toothpick was not an ordinary toothpick, but implied inner strength.

Only the toothpick with inner strength could fly so fast, and only in this way could it pierce into his palm.

Such a large penetration force, if it is shot at ordinary people, it will certainly penetrate the body directly. If it's shot in the head or heart, it's doomed.

Qin long didn't expect that it was a cultivator who made a sneak attack. Sure enough, there were practitioners in the detention center.

Looking in the direction of the toothpick, only the curtain of the door swings. The attacker has escaped, and it is too late to chase.

Qin long shook his head regretfully and looked along the target direction of the toothpick. When he saw the person who had been attacked, his deep pupil suddenly shrank again.

This man turned out to be the old man he saw on the playground that day.The old man didn't see Qin Long's movement just now. He heard the sound and turned to see him. His face was a little surprised.

"Young man Are you? " The old man made a hoarse voice in his mouth.

He looks very thin and frail. His hair is gray and his face is full of traces of years. His eyes were a little confused, and they looked very dull.

"Oh, nothing. There was a mosquito here just now." Qin long smiles and quietly pulls out the toothpick in his hand. He did not intend to reveal his skills until he did not know his identity.

"Also, early spring is the breeding season for mosquitoes..." The old man said to himself, looking like he was talking to himself. He ate slowly again.

"Mosquito?" Qin long is stunned. Seeing the old man Gu zuozhou talking about him, Qin long thinks that he may be trying to hide something.

On the playground that day, Qin long felt that the old man was looking at himself. He thought he was a master. Now he seemed to be sparse and normal. There was nothing special about him. If there was no cultivator to assassinate him, Qin long would have thought that the old man was an ordinary man.

Qin long felt that even if the old man was not a practitioner, his identity must have something to do with the practitioner.

"Brother, can we talk in private?"

At this time, a young man beside the old man suddenly stood up and asked Qin long politely.

"In private?" Qin long was stunned. He looked at the man in front of him. He was about twenty-four or five years old. Even in his prison uniform and vest, he could not hide his handsome face.

"He is my uncle." The young man gave a friendly smile.

"Oh, so it is!" Qin long smiles. He notices that the young man sweeps his palm inadvertently. It seems that he has found out what he has done before.

Without any hesitation, Qin long followed the young man to the dining hall, where the old man rested that day.

"Brother Qin, thank you for saving my uncle's life!" Make sure there is no one around, the young man said gratefully to Qin long.

"Do you know my name?" Qin long asked with some vigilance.

"Now that you are a celebrity in the detention house, I know you." The young man beamed, "my name is Zhao Bing, ice of ice."

"Did you see what happened just now?" Qin long asked quietly.

Just now, the toothpick implied internal force, and the speed was extremely fast. From the toothpick flying out to Qin Long's receiving, everything happened between the electric light and flint. Qin long didn't think ordinary people could see the scene just now.

Zhao Bing shakes his head, still smiling, seems to be indifferent to Qin Long's query. He looked at Qin Long's hand and asked, "is your hand OK?"

"It's a small injury." With a faint smile, Qin long understood that Zhao Bing implied that he had saved the old man because he saw his own hand.

"In fact, I saw my hand sticking out of the curtain and waving it here. Then I saw your strange movements. Then I saw your injured right hand and guessed what happened." Zhao Bing said with some solemnity.

"That's how you cast a toothpick." Qin Long's face sank. No wonder he didn't find any suspicious person before. He was hiding behind the door.

It seems that the killer is well prepared.

After thinking about it, Qin long asked the question he always wanted to ask: "does your uncle have any enemies? He was assassinated in the detention center?"

"My uncle's story is inexhaustible. I'll tell you more when I have time." Zhao Bing said with a smile, "let's talk here today, and we'll talk about it later."

"That's fine." Qin long smiles and doesn't ask. After all, Zhao Bing and himself have just known each other. Even if he saved the old man's life, it's normal to keep things about privacy.

This afternoon.

"Director Wang, the event is not good!" Secretary Zhao rushed into the office of the director of the detention center in some confusion.

"What's wrong? It's so flustered that it's hard to kill people?" Wang Jiandong frowned.

"Chief, I'm afraid this time it's more serious than the dead!" Zhao's face was in mourning.

"What did that man do?" Wang Jiandong asked, somewhat alarmed.

"Yes, that's the man, but it's not what he did, he wanted to do a terrible thing."

"What terrible thing?"

"He suddenly asked to be angry with Wang Xiong!"

"What? Vent your anger on the bear? " Wang Jiandong asked curiously, "can this be regarded as a terrible thing?"

"Director, I now know that Wang Xiong is the man's younger brother!"

"What, Wang Xiong is his little brother! No wonder Wang Xiong is so arrogant. " Wang Jiandong had some accidents.

"It's not the matter of getting angry, it's the way to get angry."

Wang Jiandong's face sank: "how did he ask to be angry?"

"He said that he heard that Li Lang was the champion of black boxing, so he wanted to fight Li Lang with black boxing, regardless of life or death." Zhao said with a bitter face."Damn it, this change is not to kill people here in the name of fighting black fist, right?" Wang Jiandong scolded a little angrily.

Although he had not seen the strength of the cultivator with his own eyes, he had heard the terrible rumors. If there is a killer, even if the black boxing champion who is not a practitioner meets a cultivator, he will only be killed by seconds.