I really want to be a cook

It doesn't matter, the elite sailors trained by Jiang Ping will definitely crush and chew every word of this script, and feed it to the heads of many martial arts people who vote with their feet and follow their feelings.

Let them understand, oh, so it is.

Sure enough, every word and every action of the bosses is full of deep meaning.

This is the dignity of the boss!

Although Jiang Ping's core purpose is to take revenge back.

But now the status and status are different, you can no longer be like a gangster, if you want to kill you, you will be chopped.

Besides, the little gangsters will find a reason.

For example, if this person is holding it at him, this is unbearable.

As for whether it will overturn.

Jiang Ping is not worried because he has seven nights.

Since he appeared in this game world out of nowhere, his confidence in Qiye was greater than in himself.

He will roll over, Qiye definitely won't.

Otherwise, wouldn't Comrade Lao Qiu's hard work these days be in vain.

Since he recovered from his wounds, Qiu Daoyu has been non-stop performing his duties as a liaison officer for righteousness and evil.

Although Lao Qiu hasn't come back yet, he doesn't know how Qiye arranged it.

But it doesn't matter, he has obsessive confidence in Qiye.

Now he only needs to wait for the news to come back, and he can make this battle of justice a perfect curtain call.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but smile sassyly.

Seeing Jiang Ping's self-confidence, the other great masters couldn't help feeling a little ashamed of their previous scheming, and also admired Jiang Ping.

They didn't expect so much, they were more like speculators who saw benefits.

And Supervisor Jiang is worthy of being the supervisor of the Zhengdao Alliance. He has justice in his heart, and every word and deed is justice. This level is beyond their reach.

"Jiang supervises Gao Yi!"

Some great masters clasped their fists generously.

"It's because we misunderstood Supervisor Jiang. Supervisor Jiang is a person with a capital letter. It's my heart to wait for a villain."

"Hey, if Brother Zhang wasn't so anxious and could just calm down and listen to Supervisor Jiang say a few more words, it wouldn't be the case."

"Yeah, it's a pity Brother Zhang."

Several great masters shook their heads regretfully.

Jiang Ping stood quietly, accepting the pursuit of everyone, but his mood was quite calm.

These people's flattering skills were too poor, and they couldn't tell his point at all. He began to miss the cooperation with Lao Qiu.

A sentence "Young Master is awesome" is worth a thousand words.

Although these great masters are high in martial arts, they are so good that it is disappointing.

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Night falls.

In the evil prison sect, the darkness is dense, and the disciples are scrambling, following the little sparks, like a mouse entering a warehouse, rushing towards the ancestral hall.

They got the news temporarily and evacuated from the Patriarch Hall tonight.

This allowed them to finally rest their hearts that were terrified because of the great master's siege.

Even if during the day they saw a great master of righteous people being beaten in the head by their elders.

But this did not give them much sense of security.

Unless, blow up another one.

Otherwise, it will take time for the courage that has been frightened before to heal.

"Wei He, don't be dazed, go there early to grab a seat. I heard that those righteous fighters at the foot of the mountain are about to attack the mountain after dark. If you leave later, you will have less chance of survival."

A thin and thin disciple of the Evil Hell Sect dragged a dazed disciple beside him and squeezed forward.

"The information should have been passed on."

Wei He came back to his senses and let the thin disciple drag him away, but he said silently to the thin disciple in his heart:

"Shaqiang, I'm sorry, I'm an undercover agent."

Remembering that he was born in a gangster family in Tiannan County, perhaps he had seen too many deeds in the dark, but he yearned for the light, and he wanted to become a member of the government and plead for the people.

Later, he kept his name incognito and was admitted to the Shenhun Division with excellent grades.

As a result, on the first day of taking office, the chief pointed out the source of his identity.

He was completely hopeless, he felt that his blood was poured into a chill, he said sorry to Shangguan, thinking that it would be good to go back to be the boss after this trip.

Even if he can't be an official for the people, he can practice the light in his own way.

But the officer kept him and gave him an important task.

That is to worship the evil prison sect.

Wei He succeeded.

Three years and three years later, he became an excellent inner disciple of the Hell Prison Sect, and he was also an important confidant of a certain powerful elder, and he had a better chance of becoming that elder's son-in-law.

But

Wei He touched a pattern sewn into his underwear, it was the logo of Anbu of the Shenhun Department, a handsome eagle holding a long knife.

I want to be a good person!

Patriarch Hall.

"Quick, quick, hurry up!"

Since the entrance of the tunnel can only accommodate one person to enter and exit, and the evil prison sect does not care about the disciples who are handymen or the disciples of the outer sect who are not valued, there are still 500 miscellaneous people left.

There are so many people crowded together, before the front goes down, the back rushes up.

Soon, some people clashed and fought.

For some reason, no one came out to stop them, leaving them in chaos.

For a while, the speed of entering the tunnel became even slower.

"What's the matter, the seniors of the six prisons are distressed, and they don't want the children to be caught by wolves, and they don't let the righteous people see this scene, how can they believe it's true.

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Besides, the most core group of people in the Evil Prison Sect, didn't the seniors of the Six Prisons send them away long ago. "

Somewhere overlooking the roof of the Patriarch Hall, Yin Wuhen laughed softly.

His voice was still greasy, but to the ears of the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons, there was a trace of coldness for no reason.

"you?!"

The Demon Lord of Six Prisons opened his eyes wide.

"If you want others to be unaware, you have to do nothing yourself, Senior Six Prisons, rest assured, your disciples and your son and daughter-in-law are all safe.

I have already sent people to protect them, and nothing will happen.

Speaking of which, your son and the others cooperated very well. Everyone got along very happily. "

Yin Wuhen covered his mouth and smiled.

The Lord of the Six Prisons lowered his head, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, but he smiled and said:

"Is someone from His Royal Highness taking care of you? The old man is relieved."

"Huh? Here it comes!"

There was a flash of light in Yin Wuhen's eyes? Looking at the night in the distance.

under the night sky.

Seven figures approached slowly in the sky.

"They really are retreating!"

Grandmaster Zou saw the chaos in the ancestral hall below, and said in an excited tone.

"It seems that the information is correct, everyone, don't hesitate, let's kill the generals? See them catch them all!"

Just before evening.

A local sect? An evil sect, the Three Corpse Sect, who had always been at odds with the Evil Hell Sect, suddenly sent a disciple over, saying that they had something important to report.

The so-called evil ways are people who have not completely entered the way of magic for the time being? But people who have little relationship with the righteous way.

That is the legendary gray area, half black and half white.

The enemy of the enemy is the friend.

Knowing that righteous fighters came to encircle and suppress the evil prison sect, the Three Corpses faction planned to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

As for what to say? It's all nonsense.

When the Evil Prison Sect died, they would only clap their hands to celebrate their good death.

However, just when they thought that the Evil Prison Sect had come back to life, they suddenly got the news that they had hidden high-level undercover agents in the Evil Prison Sect.

The Xie Prison Sect was originally a strong outsider, but the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons only invited four great martial arts masters, who were no match for righteous fighters outside.

Although the four great masters of martial arts are also terrifying, they are nothing compared to righteous martial artists.

The Three Corpses faction hurriedly sent someone to report the news to the orthodox fighters, and they must not be fooled by the Six Prison Demon Lords.

Regarding the news about the Three Corpse Sect, except for Jiang Ping, the other great masters were skeptical.

But the next news that Chi Qianqiu sent someone to send, the big guy almost believed it.

It's impossible for Chi Qianqiu, the governor of Tiannan County, to join forces with the Three Corpses to deceive them.

And then they come.

"kill!"

"Revenge for Brother Zhang!"

"Not one of these devil cubs will be let go!"

The four passer-by grand masters swooped down directly, with fists, palms, legs and claws, and the surge of true energy, they were simply humanoid bombers, with the color of true energy explosion everywhere.

As for the big masters bullying the small, they bullied a group of masters and warriors.

That is simply nonsense.

And demons and monsters, what are the rules of the rivers and lakes?

Boom boom boom! ! !

The sound of the explosion spread far away. Duan Anping and Shen Lang stood beside Jiang Ping, one on the left and one on the right. Shen Lang asked:

"Brother Jiang, don't you come to show your hands?"

Jiang Ping shook his head and said indifferently: "A group of small characters, let Grandmaster Zou warm up."

"Master Shen, I have been famous for your Rain-Covering Sword for a long time, and I finally got to see it today."

"There will be a chance."

Shen Lang looked away from the disciple of the Evil Prison Sect who died tragically on the ground, and swept to the surrounding darkness, saying:

"Brother Jiang, something is wrong."

"Why are the demon heads of the six prisons so quiet? Could it be that they just sit and watch their disciples die tragically?"

"I think this is the correctness of the information. Perhaps the devils of the six prisons have already run away, otherwise their disciples would be in such a mess, and no one would come out to take care of them."

On the side, Duan Anping thinks beautifully.

Jiang Ping couldn't help turning his head to look at him.