While Xinhao went to the cemetery, he specially organized a branch prison.

Qin Feng has not been in a good mood these days, just like Xinhao, but he has eaten very much every meal and sleeps on time every day. Even the instructors in the prison said that Qin Feng was the first obedient prisoner in so many years, and his attitude towards him has improved a lot.

As usual, the prison administrators went to various prisons to distribute books and other pastime items, and pushed them to Qin Feng's cell. The prison guard opened the small iron window: "Qin Feng, I've sent the book."

The prison guard even screamed a few times and no one agreed. He could not see the figure through the small window. He felt panic and quickly took out the key and opened the door of the cell.

When I entered the cell, I saw that it was empty, let alone figures, and there was not even a hair. The prison guard was worried that he was broken. He turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly his neck was strangled by an iron chain. He touched it with his hands. It was the chain on the handcuffs. In other words, Qin Feng didn't leave at all, but put it on the roof and waited for him to come in.

The prison guard thought it through and his consciousness became more and more blurred. Finally, he rolled his eyes and glared at him, and died.

"Damn it, my body is quite strong, it took me a lot of effort." Qin Feng sneered, his hands shook, and his handcuffs fell off easily. He bent down and picked up the keys on the prison guard's waist, whistled, and walked out of the cell with a swagger.

Qin Feng did not run away by himself, but released all the prisoners locked in the cell one by one. Only in chaos could he escape smoothly.

The prison riots, and the people from the branch were notified soon and sent a team of explosion-proof riot teams to go. The team quickly entered the prison and encountered a gunfight with the riot prisoners. However, the three team members behind were inexplicably twisted and their clothes were stripped away.

After Qin Feng changed into his clothes, he lowered his hat brim and quickly walked out of the prison gate. Suddenly, he felt a little cold. When he looked up, he saw that the sky was gray and it was raining.

"I will not kill you, Shen Wanshan, Xinhao, wait for me." Qin Feng took a car on the side of the road, but did not want to go to the hospital, but asked the car to pull him to Wanxi's sleeping cemetery.

When he arrived at the entrance of the cemetery, Qin Feng took out some money from his pocket and gave it to the driver. He got out of the car without taking the change he had asked for. Anyway, that was not his money.

At the entrance of the cemetery was an old man, dressed in his 1960s and 1970s, holding a hoe in his hand, and smoking a dry tobacco on the platform at the door.

Qin Feng glanced at the old man and quickly walked into the cemetery. There were tombstones in the cemetery, but Qin Feng quickly found Wanxi's tomb. She once said that she liked locust trees, so Xinhao specially planted a locust tree next to her tomb.

Qin Feng just stepped out and took it back, because he saw a young man lying in front of Wanxi's tomb, with his figure very much like Xinhao.

"Why is this kid here?" Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. This was a good opportunity. When will he not take action?

He made up his mind, but God really didn't want Xinhao to die. At this critical moment, Wu Wanchuan arrived.

Wu Wanchuan ran to Xinhao, patted his shoulder, and shouted twice. Xinhao didn't move. Wu Wanchuan picked up Xinhao's back. When he was about to leave, he swept his eyes and then was stunned. Then he came to his senses and left with Xinhao on his back.

After Wu Wanchuan left, Qin Feng walked to his daughter's grave curiously, trying to see what made Wu Wanchuan stunned, and then he was also stunned.

There were a few big words engraved on the tombstone: The tomb of the wife, Qin Shi Wanxi.

The main reason was that Xinhao didn't know what to carve at that time, so he had to let the craftsman carve one at will. After erecting it there, he thought it was very good. Who would have thought that Wu Wanchuan and Qin Feng would be sent to Lei?

"Young man, my old man is blind, but not blind. I feel that you still have a conscience, so stop at the right time." The old man who was sitting at the door of the cemetery smoking just now arrived behind Qin Feng at some point, and Qin Feng didn't feel anything at all.

"What do you know, a blind old man? Smoke your cigarettes well and don't get involved." Qin Feng was so angry that he said the old man and then left after slamming his sleeves.

"Now, this young man is too impatient." The old man sighed, took the hoe and started digging the ground.

.........

"What, Qin Feng ran away?" Xin Hao almost jumped out of bed when he heard the news. The prison he specially runs is the best, why did Qin Feng run away just by saying that?

"We have always ignored Qin Feng's other identity. He is the only successor of the Color Gate in Tianjin. The handcuffs were opened with the Color Gate technique. The four brothers who died were also fatal. Now the branch is in chaos, and we can't be in chaos anymore." Wu Wanchuan said unwillingly, and he had no idea what to do.

"What should I do now? Qin Feng must take revenge when he comes out." Xin Hao clenched his fists. He shouldn't have shown mercy at the beginning, but now he has caused trouble for himself.

"We have sent someone to protect Mr. Shen, and Tang Xuance is there. I feel relieved if you are here. I have to go and talk to someone now." Wu Wanchuan just finished speaking and disappeared, Liu Zhida was stunned: "You are leaving so anxious?"

"Senior Brother Wanchuan is so kind. OK. Since you come, please feel at ease. Just chat with me in this room. I'm so bored these days."

"That's all." Liu Zhida smiled helplessly, sat on the chair and chatted with Xinhao all over the world. Qingcheng sat by the bed like a virtuous wife listening to the two of them chatting, feeding Xinhao from time to time drinking water or eating fruit.

Although it was raining, there were still many people by the Haihe River, and there were very few locals. More of the passengers who returned home, laying a piece of plastic paper on the wet ground, sitting on the ground, waiting for the train to start, and in the bustling bustling, he didn't pay attention to a black shadow falling from the sky, and fell into the Haihe River with a thud.

Wu Wanchuan did not come to talk about the same thing as last time. He was here to cause trouble. He took out the soul-squeezing bell from his pocket and was stunned for a moment. He saw the originally calm river water suddenly tumbling, like a pot of boiling water, attracting the attention of people on both sides of the Taiwan Straits, and they all leaned towards the river to see what was going on in the river.

Wu Wanchuan sneered: "I haven't come out yet, it seems that I don't want to live anymore." After that, the copper bell in his hand shook again, and a sound that made people's ears numb from it came out.

After the ringtone came out, the fish, shrimps and crabs in the river ran around like crazy, and finally exploded and died, and the blood soon dyed the river red.

"Wu Wanchuan, don't toast or not to eat and punish me. If you have any questions, don't implicate my descendants of the He tribe." Wu Wanchuan's eyes burst into tears, and then he felt a very thick and sticky rope entangled him.

"If I don't do this, can you bear to come out of your broken crystal palace?" Wu Wanchuan looked disdainfully and then shook the bell in his hand.

Then the rope wrapped around him was sent. The little dragon king Bai Musheng appeared in front of Wu Wanchuan, covering his ears with one hand and holding Wu Wanchuan's arm with the other: "Don't shake it, I really can't stand it anymore. If you have something to say something."

"This is almost the same." Wu Wanchuan nodded with satisfaction, stopped the bell in his hand, and it would not have been taken back.

"Thank you, what's the matter with asking Xiaolong to come?" Bai Musheng, the little dragon king, then let out a long breath, rubbed his ears, and asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing. Now I'll ask if you have thought about what I told you that day. If not, forget it." Wu Wanchuan said, as he pretended to ring the bell.

"I've thought about it and thought about it. I will definitely help the Lord. You come to me now. It's not that something happened to the Lord, right?" The little dragon king quickly answered Wu Wanchuan's question. He had just understood the power of the bell.

"Indeed, your master was a little injured, and his enemy ran away, do you know him?" Wu Wanchuan took out a photo, which was exactly Qin Feng.

"I know this guy Qin Feng, the last successor of the Caimen, is good with the big guys in Tianjin. I remember that when I was a young boy decades ago, I started to compete with your Director Shen Wanshan, and finally got beaten into a pig's head, hahaha." The little dragon king smiled for a while, and saw Wu Wanchuan still had a cold face, coughed twice, and then said.

"He is a good person, just holding grudges and ambitions. Also, if you catch him, you must deal with him directly, otherwise there will be no prison in the world that can contain him. Oh, your face is wrong."

"He has run away, and the prison riot in the branch office." Wu Wanchuan's face was not very good. He had known that he would have come to find Xiaolong Wang Bai Musheng when he had arrested Qin Feng, so he would have saved the troubles in the future.

"Okay, stop talking about anything. Leave this to me, I have disliked him for a long time." After saying that, Xiaolongwang grabbed Wu Wanchuan's collar and pointed his toes. The two of them left the bottom of the river like shells, left the sea river, turned into a white light and flew towards the special branch prison.

"Hey, you've gone to the wrong place." Wu Wanchuan asked in the air, knowing that this was the direction to go to the prison.

"If you want to know where he will go, go to his starting point. Have you ever seen Detective Conan or Detective Sherlock?" Bai Musheng, the little dragon king, said disdainfully.

"You guys also watch anime and watch TV series?" Wu Wanchuan's facial expression was a little complicated.

"Tsk, the times are progressing, so we gods cannot keep pace with the times? There are computers in heaven."

"Uh... I really didn't expect it..."
Chapter completed!