The cell was dark and dull, and Bo Langjun was locked in the same place with six people from the dark building.

"Uncle shouldn't be so despised by myself!"

A person from the dark building who was quite sensible sighed.

"If it weren't for his bad idea! How could I get us with those wine bags in Wu?"

A killer with great martial arts skills held his arms and looked at Bo Langjun with his eyes squinted.

"Then why don't you run away?"

Bo Langjun knew that this mere cell could not be locked in the man in front of him who was not a good person.

"The dark building has its own rules! Even if you die, no one will violate it!"

The killer who was self-reliant in martial arts said proudly with his neck.

"Silly! If I hadn't appeared just now, you would have been in different places! Once a person dies, he will have nothing!"

Bo Langjun sat on the bench.

"Does the uncle regret being imprisoned with us?"

The killer looked at Bo Langjun's slender fingers that were well-maintained.

"If I don't come in, you may not be able to survive tonight!"

Bo Langjun's words made the killer shut up. How could he be ungrateful?

"You are not afraid that King Wu will be with you..."

A young killer looked at Bo Langjun in confusion.

"He wants to kill me, but he must have concerns, so I won't have any trouble for a while!"

Bo Langjun was thirsty and tired at this time. He picked up the teapot and poured a bowl of tea, but he frowned but didn't drink it.

"This tea is not poisonous! I also drank a big bowl when I went out in the morning! The jailers here didn't know that we could come back and wouldn't poison it!"

The young man walked to the opposite side of Bo Langjun and sat down. He poured a bowl on his own and drank it.

"Look! It's okay!"

The young man smiled and showed a pair of little tiger teeth.

"I think that bowl is dirty! Is it stupid!"

An old man with gray hair, turning a blind eye and leaning against the corner of the wall muttered.

"Old Huang! Put your mouth cleaner!"

The young man didn't seem to be afraid of the weird old man who was called Huang Lao.

"What? Want to compete before death?"

Mr. Huang also opened his eyes.

"It's good to compete, let me see if the couple are really worthy of my help!"

Not only did Bo Langjun not dissuade him, he added fuel to the fire!

"I have long wanted to ask Mr. Huang for advice!"

The young man put away the smile on his face and his face became solemn.

"Don't kill me, otherwise..."

Before Bo Langjun finished speaking, Mr. Huang had already taken action.

His hand that stretched out his sleeves was shocking.

Under the dim oil lamp, Huang Lao's hands were as terrifying as a pair of dry bones.

The young man's clothes instantly became ragged. If Bo Langjun hadn't warned them in advance that they would not hurt the other person's life, I'm afraid the young man would have been in a bloody gourd now.

However, the young man's kung fu was not bad. He even broke Huang Lao's bun with his bare hands and pulled open his collar.

If it comes true, Mr. Huang will die!

"Okay! I've seen it! You guys are pretty good!"

Bo Langjun stopped the fight between the two in time.

As soon as these two men took action, they almost scared the jailers guarding outside the cell.

Are they all human?

Bo Langjun glanced at the prison guard outside the cell and said:

"If you are afraid, don't do anything, otherwise..."

"I dare not! Even if the young men have the courage, they dare not harm you, uncle!"

The jailer wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, and bowed in panic.

"Who is disrespectful to the uncle? Are you afraid of your life?"

The King of Wu walked slowly over with his guards.

"Greetings to the king!"

The jailers knelt on their feet.

"Why is the King of Wu coming?"

Bo Langjun slowly stood up and looked at King Wu.

"You have entered the cell, how can I not come? Open the door!"

The King of Wu looked at Bo Langjun with a smile, then lowered his head and shouted at the head of the prison guard at his feet.

“Yes, yes!”

The jailer quickly got up, trembling hands untied the keys on his waist and opened the door of the cell.

Bo Langjun stood still and didn't move, but looked at the King of Wu who was moving in cold eyes.

"How can the uncle's daughter stay in such a place?"

The King of Wu frowned and looked around the cell, with a look of dissatisfaction.

"My uncle insists on doing this, and his subordinates can do nothing!"

Zhong Qi quickly gave in and explained.

"Uncle Guo is about to leave this bad place with me. The palace banquet is ready and I'm waiting for you to enjoy it!"

The King of Wu reached out to pull Bo Langjun's arm, but he pressed it down.

"No need! My uncle is now waiting for sin. How dare I walk out of this cell without the king's order?"

Bo Langjun's attitude surprised the King of Wu. He thought Bo Langjun was just a little bit of control and came to give him a step in person, but he didn't expect Bo Langjun to really have to go to prison!

"You are different from them. Even if you are guilty, you should not stay in such a place. If this matter is spread to the palace, I will not be able to take it."

How could the King of Wu not know that Bo Langjun is the queen mother's flesh? The emperor is the most benevolent and filial, and he is obedient to the queen mother. If the queen mother is resentful because Bo Langjun is imprisoned and blows the wind in the emperor's ears, can Wu have a good life in the future? Although the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, the royal family owe him the King of Wu, but if he really annoys the emperor, then the situation will be different now!

"It's not impossible to let my uncle go to your palace! But my uncle can't let go of my people, what do you think?"

Bo Langjun's eyes showed a look of embarrassment, which made the King of Wu feel so angry that his teeth itched.

"I promise my uncle that I will never touch your person's finger until the matter is cleared!"

The King of Wu swore authenticity.

"Bang!"

The killer who was imprisoned in the cell opposite threw out the wine that had been sent to their prison. The wine pot was smashed to the ground, and a stream of white smoke rose.

"poisonous!"

Mr. Huang shook his bracelet and made a "slam".

Zhong Qi quickly helped King Wu to exit the cell.

"Who did it?"

The King of Wu shouted softly.

"I'm afraid the little prince is making the decision without authorization, so please calm down!"

Zhong Qi quickly found a scapegoat.

"He is now growing up! He is braver, and still takes him as his father seriously? Xuan's oral orders to dismiss his position in the court, and he is thinking about his mistakes in the mansion. Without an imperial edict, he will not leave the mansion for half a step!"

The King of Wu shouted seriously.

"Yes! When the matter is over, my subordinates will immediately go to the oral orders of King Xuan!"

Zhong Qi saluted respectfully and cooperated with the King of Wu to act.

"My uncle should stay here!"

Bo Langjun looked coldly at the performance of the king and his subjects in front of him, and then sat down.
To be continued...