People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Zheng Qingyue’s exclamation came quickly and stopped even faster.

The moment Qi Yan looked at him, he immediately stopped talking.

The atmosphere in the prison fell into an eerie silence as Zheng Qingyue became quiet.

The officer silently thought about how he should fall down so as to minimize the damage to himself.

Zheng Qingyue was brainstorming frantically, thinking about how his daughter and Qi Yan were currently getting along.

Du Yaoye was thinking whether he could deal with the official in front of him if he threw Qi Yan out to act as a human meteor hammer, and whether his wrist could withstand such torture.

Qi Yan looked at Zheng Qingyue eagerly, waiting for his fate to be revealed.

If Zheng Qingyue shouted "Qi Qiyan", Qi Yan would carry Zheng Qingyue back to Rhodes Island and hang him on the bridge even if his hair turned black on the spot.

If Zheng Qingyue directly called out "Qi Yan", he could naturally complete a level 13 outfit.

But while he was waiting obediently for the next words, Zheng Qingyue stopped talking for unknown reasons.

Seeing that Zheng Qingyue chose the obtuse angle between options A and B, Qi Yan couldn't help but pull Du Yaoye's tail and said mischievously:

"Based on my experience, your father may have been tortured to extract a confession. Look, he can't even speak clearly now."

In the quiet prison corridor, Qi Yan's voice was particularly clear.

The officer suddenly shuddered and explained almost reflexively:

"Don't talk nonsense. Our prison has been selected as an excellent prison for ten consecutive years... Wait, you are not from our prison?"

"Of course I'm not from your prison!"

Qi Yan struggled for a while, jumped off Du Yaoye, put his hands on his waist and pretended to be smart: "I am an official certified staff of Da Yan, and I am here to inspect your local institutions."

"Are you kidding a fool?" Anger rose on the officer's face.

Seeing that he couldn't trick the other party, Qi Yan sighed helplessly after failing to act smart, a solemn look on his face.

Seeing his expression, the police officers and Zheng Qingyue in the cell couldn't help but become nervous.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" Du Yaoye knew that Qi Yan was a coward. "Don't be impulsive. You are still tied to me..."

Before she finished her words, the handcuffs were opened by Qi Yan with a key.

"Okay, we're done."

Qi Yan flexed his wrist and sneered, then raised his lips slightly: "You go and delay this official, I'll find a thug for us."

"Find thugs? Now?" Du Yaoye looked confused.

Qi Yan raised his chin towards the cell and said, "Isn't Senior Zheng Qingyue, who is known as Wen Shuangke in the martial arts world, here?"

Du Yaoye didn't look very happy after hearing Qi Yan's answer:

"Given my father's temperament, he won't do anything."

"That's because you didn't find the right method." Qi Yan leaned close to Du Yaoye's ear and spoke a few words in a low voice.

Du Yaoye's eyes flickered repeatedly, and finally he turned to look at the officer, appearing eager to try.

The officer quickly drew his weapon and did not underestimate the strength of the two young men because of the information from his teammates.

"I need ten seconds."

Qi Yan suddenly said.

"it is good!"

Du Yaoye responded and rushed towards the officer. Qi Yan ran to the cell, picked up the key bunch he found from the officer's clothes and poked at the cell door lock.

Faced with Du Yaoye rushing over, the officer was not so worried.

He was not sure about Qi Yan's strength, but he knew a little about Du Yaoye. He easily dodged Du Yaoye's fist and hit Du Yaoye's neck with a backhand knife.

Du Yaoye groaned and his body swayed, but he did not fall.

She forced herself to hold on, and with the will to rescue Zheng Qingyue, she desperately stretched out her hands to hug the officer's waist and pushed him hard against the wall of the corridor.

The officer frowned, easily resolved this level of impact, and attacked again, hitting Du Yaoye's back with his elbow.

This time, Du Yaoye could no longer hold on. His legs went limp and he fell to the ground. No matter how he struggled, he couldn't stand up.

After the officer dealt with the troublesome Du Yaoye, he seemed very calm and looked up at the cell.

"Kid, stop struggling. Only our captain has the key to the cell. The keys in everyone else's clothes are... huh?"

The officer looked at the cell door opened by Qi Yan and transformed into the spirit Liberi on the spot.

Qi Yan turned his head and raised his chin provocatively to the officer:

"It's so funny! Haven't you heard of the legend of a pack of instant noodles opening up an entire neighborhood?"

The officer looked as if he had seen a ghost and was speechless.

Zheng Qingyue stood behind the cell door with a complicated expression.

Others didn't see it clearly, but he saw it clearly. Qi Yan just pretended to be mumbling, but in fact he relied on the strange fluctuations released by the skeleton whale mark on the back of his hand to successfully open the door lock.

Zheng Qingyue couldn't understand what Qi Yan was doing here at all.

"Manager Zheng, have you really been fooled by the torture?" Qi Yan shook the key in his hand and said with a smile, "Come back to your senses. Your daughter was beaten in front of you. Don't you have any thoughts?"

Zheng Qingyue stepped out of the cell and glanced at Du Yaoye and the officer.

The officer immediately took two steps along the wall cautiously and said through gritted teeth:

"I've heard that when Manager Zheng was wandering around in the martial arts world, he made a name for himself with his Frost Blade. I'm no match for you, but do you really want to fight me?

This is a prison break. Young people don't know much. Manager Zheng, please don't be confused about this kind of thing!"

"…I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

After a brief hesitation, Zheng Qingyue finally moved under Qi Yan's gaze and rushed straight towards the officer.

The following scene was no different from when the policeman knocked down Du Yaoye. In Zheng Qingyue's hands, the policeman performed even worse than Du Yaoye. Before the two of them even fought, his steps had already been disordered by Zheng Qingyue's body movements.

Zheng Qingyue swung his hand to knock away the weapon in the officer's hand, and with his other hand, he put two fingers together and tapped the officer's neck with ease.

The officer groaned and collapsed limply.

After dealing with the officer, Zheng Qingyue glanced at Du Yaoye, who was struggling on the ground but couldn't stand up for a while. Without any movement, he just turned his head to look at Qi Yan.

Applause echoed through the prison corridors.

Qi Yan smiled and praised: "As expected of you, you are the Frost Reader. Even though your fist and foot skills are so advanced, I can imagine how you will perform when you pick up that dusty Frost Blade again."

"Don't dare."

Zheng Qingyue said respectfully.

He didn't want to take action, and didn't want his daughter to get into more trouble.

But he had to take action, otherwise if Qi Yan did it himself, the consequences would only be more serious than they were now.

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Qingyue decided to face his future:

"Master Qi, if you have any request to make to me, please just tell me directly. I will not dare to disobey you.

Just please don't involve Ye'er, she's just a child."

Qi Yan leaned against the bars of the cell, smiling:

"It seems that you already know my identity."

Zheng Qingyue nodded.

"Did Liang Xun and the others tell me the reason why they came to Shang Shu?" Qi Yan asked.

"This is not something I can find out."

"Not really. A small part of the reason I came to Shangshu was that someone deliberately invited me to join." Qi Yan threw the key in his hand casually, "But I'm really not good at playing tricks, and I can't find a fool to ask for help in Yan Country.

So I had no choice but to use my own method to deal with these brain-playing guys. "

Zheng Qingyue was even more confused.

Everyone in this land knows that Qi Yan's two greatest strengths are his unrivaled military force and his strategy of controlling the world.

Qi Yan didn't know what Zheng Qingyue was thinking, so he said to himself:

"He likes playing chess and planning, and he invited me with great enthusiasm.

Then I will use my own methods to take away all the chess pieces he has arranged, one by one, and then throw them all on his face!"