I, Scorpio Lone Star, like to make friends

Chapter 11

Suzaku Square, the catcher's room.

Dou Changsheng sat in a corner, bowed his head and said nothing, listening to Zheng Shiming's repeated footsteps.

The atmosphere in the room was rather depressing, filled with an aura of despair. Many people looked terrified, but they still had their last hope and were waiting.

crunch.

The door of the room had already been pushed open, and the chief arrester strode in.

One after another looked expectantly at the head catcher, hoping to get good news from the head catcher, but the first thing they saw was the livid face of the head catcher, and everyone's heart sank.

Zheng Shiming couldn't wait to ask: "What did the above say?"

"Will the God of Fortune Pavilion be held responsible?"

The chief catcher sat down, picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp, and said displeasedly, "How can the God of Fortune Pavilion take responsibility?"

"Yao Shaosi, the Immortal Official of Lishi, this is a great master. He usually does not retreat. Coincidentally, he did retreat yesterday."

"Qian Xiaojiu is in charge of everything in the God of Wealth Pavilion, and Qian Xiaojiu went out to do errands yesterday and came back this morning."

"The one that came back is a fake, and the real one is still missing."

"The God of Wealth Pavilion has reported the case, and they are also victims."

The head catcher subconsciously exerted force with his fingers, the teacup had already been squeezed into cracks, like cracks in a spider's web, and the tea began to seep out slowly, and finally the teacup was thrown out of the door with a flick.

At this moment, the chief arrester was extremely annoyed. When it came to his only son, he even said such eccentric words in an inappropriate scene.

"There is no need to count on the God of Wealth Pavilion. Even if the compensation is an afterthought, I definitely don't plan to get involved in this incident this time."

"What about up there?"

"This time, many people were involved, and they were all from the imperial court."

"Ye Wumian challenged the dignity of the imperial court. Six doors, Dongchang, and Jin Lingwei, should we jointly handle the case and arrest Ye Wumian together?"

Zheng Shiming asked again.

The Chief Catcher shook his head slightly and said: "The God of Fortune Pavilion has reported the case to the six gates, and it has been accepted by the higher-ups. Dongchang and Jin Lingwei will not take care of it anymore."

"The higher authorities assigned Zhang Shaoquan, one of the top ten arrestees, to take charge of the case."

"Then us?"

The chief catcher had a gloomy face and said nothing.

But Dou Changsheng already understood that there is no way out, just wait for death.

Even if he already knew it in his heart, he had a hope after all, hoping that the six doors could protect him from the wind and rain.

But reality is reality.

Something very brutal is going on here.

What value do you have, that you can make a grand master spend all his time and energy to save your life.

If there is one person, two people, maybe they can set an example and increase the cohesion of the six doors, but this time, not mentioning other people, just involving the six doors, there are no less than 30 people.

How can there be so many masters in the six doors, even if the six doors are not functioning, in the final analysis, there are only 30 to [-] people. If so many masters have an accident, the impact will be the safety of thousands of people.

Since not all of them could be rescued, of course it was impossible to take action for one person.

Do not suffer from widowhood but suffer from inequity.

Not only will this not increase the cohesion, but it will cause a crack in the trust of the six doors, which the wise will not take.

Ye Wumian did a great job. If he hides, he will provoke the God of Wealth. If he doesn't hide, he will face a person who is seventh in the ranking and fourth in martial arts.

And Ye Wumian can't be directly arrested by the master, otherwise without Ye Wumian, there is no chance of encountering the blood God of Wealth.

Dou Changsheng had various thoughts in his mind, and from the limited information, he also saw tricks and mistakes.

This time, the incident caused a sensation in Shendu, but Dongchang and Jin Lingwei did not intervene, and the Six Doors only dispatched Zhang Shaoquan.

The top ten famous arresters are well-known, but after all, they are only rising stars launched by the six doors, and they are not in the third rank. If they want to arrest them, it is best to have a master of arresting them.

Grandmaster deliberately avoided, and all the rookies played.

Perhaps the high-level has reached a certain tacit agreement, Ye Wumian is not from a casual cultivator background, the Golden Wind and Night Rain Tower is powerful, and Wuxiang Wang is a master of the earth list.

numb.

That's with context.

Take the city of God as a game, and do a game.

However, I also have a background.

I don't know if the cheap master can give me some strength.

I also know there is little hope.

The Yinzong sect is not a decent sect, but it is a demonic way.

If you want to hurt a grand master for yourself, unless you are the son of the master, you can't even be the master of the master.

Dou Changsheng took out thousands of taels of money from his pocket, stuffed it directly into Zheng Shiming's pocket, and said calmly, "Thank you Brother Zheng for taking care of me during this time."

"My little brother is always grateful."

"Now the left and right are waiting to die. These silver taels are useless in the hands of my younger brother, so I will give them to Brother Zheng."

Zheng Shiming subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the banknote, showing a look of emotion, and said in a choked tone: "Brother."

"No need to say more."

Dou Changsheng raised his head to look at the head catcher, and said to the head catcher asking for leave: "I also ask the head catcher to give me a holiday, and I won't come here during this time."

The gloomy face of the chief catcher was rarely relieved a lot, and a smile emerged, looking at Dou Changsheng with great satisfaction, he directly drew a big cake and said: "If this crisis is over, there is still a shortage of chief catchers in Zhuquefang. Guarantee your future as a gold medal catcher."

The head catcher was very honest in his work, and Dou Changsheng found the extra banknotes in his sleeve without making a sound.

"Thank you, chief catcher."

Dou Changsheng said politely, and chose to leave after a bow.

He didn't look at other people with ugly faces, and didn't care about the upcoming secret battle. He handed over the money in his hand, which was to ensure safety.

Dou Changsheng came to his senses very quickly. He knew that if he wanted to survive, one of the first steps was to resist Ye Wumian and let Ye Wumian fail in his own hands. However, for the seventh-ranked Tianjiao, that was simply impossible. .

The second is to spend money to buy your life, and money is ghost money, as long as there are enough ghost money, you can survive this catastrophe.

But Dou Changsheng didn't have the above two points. He was an undercover agent, and the Cathode Sect would not take the initiative to help him, so it was impossible to collect ghost money.

Therefore, in the hands of Mingchao, it is already a hot potato. When these people with background wake up, they must attack people like Dou Changsheng who have no background and no strength.

So if you don't pay, you have to be lucky, you won't survive today.

If you hand it in, you can live a few more days.

This time there are so many people in the God of Wealth Conference, even if Ye Wumian kills them, it will take some time to kill them. With the interference of the six doors and the family backgrounds of the people, they are unwilling to struggle to die.

As long as the luck is not particularly bad, there is no problem in living for a while.

Isn't it cool to be chic and unrestrained during this period of time?

With money in hand, Dou Changsheng went to the Eighth Building to squeeze his feet before returning home.

I saw the bronze mirror flickering, with its back to Dou Changsheng's cheap master.

Don't take it seriously, go straight to bed.

It's time to sleep and eat. .

As long as you are not afraid of death, let alone a master, even a god is nothing in front of you.

(End of this chapter)