Greget's son-in-law
Chapter 263 Exploring the Prison at Night

"Report to the head ... The organization, the Dragon God Organization issued a news, that the disciples of our six great streams, there are a total of 87 people." The disciple said anxiously: "If we do not retreat, then .. they will kill them all!"

"What?"

At this moment, everyone in the tent stood up.

.......

In the hall of the Dragon God Organization, the meeting of the bonfire went smoothly.

The position of Bruce Tan the White Dragon god was abolished, and there was no loss for him.

The position of military advisor was extremely high, and the White Dragon God also lowered his status.

This time, Bruce Tan sat to the left of the head of the organization and his wife, after which there was the Blue Dragon God, Arthur Deng, then the Black Dragon God, Mark Geng.

The last one was Yellow Dragon God Andrew Wu, who collapsed after consuming the expired rescue pill that was at the Tingting auction last time.

But he was unconscious at the time, so he did not know Yogi Chen.

Behind Andrew Wu was the backbone of the organization Master of the Dragon God Organization, so Yogi Chen sat in the third row, but because of Bruce Tan, he was directed to sit beside Bruce Tan.

Derren Kui was in a more miserable situation, sitting in the fourth row, even though he was satisfied.

After the third round of beer, and side dishes were also already in place, the Dragon God Organization Disciple reported: "Report, they don't believe we have their students in our hands."

"Huh, wouldn't cry if you didn't see the coffin!" Leon Long said with a sneer: "Go, catch two people and hang them outside the city gate, let them see it!"

"All right!"

Immediately after, two burly men stood up, opened the iron cage, and dragged two people out.

He was a disciple of the Huashan school.

"Don't, please let me go, don't ..."

"The head of the organization, please, I am willing to submit to the Dragon God Organization ..."

The nighttime temperature on Mount Kunlun was at least minus 20 degrees Celsius, when they were captured from the south, they were still wearing thin clothes, let alone dying from the shame of being hung outside, he said, it was cold that would make them freeze to death.

“Well, even greedy criminals will live and fear death, can also say such things.” The abbot of Maria was furious, if not for her restraint, she would have already killed the loser with a sword.

Not only was the abbot Mary, but the disciples of the other six great sects were also enraged, the disciples of the Huashan school felt the gazes of the people around them, and they were ashamed.

"Hahaha .. This is called worthy, it's really fun." Arthur Deng laughed.

“This kind of soft-legged boiler, want to join my Dragon God organization?” Black Dragon God the Mark Gang frowned his mouth: “I am a disciple of the Dragon God organization, isn't he a strong person?”

A few words were said, then applause.

Hearing him made Leon Long nod, and the atmosphere became more and more crowded.

Immediately, he ordered that the disciples of the six great streams be taken to the dungeon.

Ten minutes later, the disciples of the Dragon God organization came to report: “The heads of the organization, report, the six great streams sent back the news, they agreed to retreat!"

Whahuh?

Leon Long stood up abruptly: "Good, good, very good!"

Goody!

Followed by Bruce Tan and the others also standing up one after another, raising beers in their hands and shouting in unison: "Congratulations to the head of the organization!"

"Hahaha ... a month of hard work, the six great streams will finally retreat!" Leon Long was so excited that he raised his glass and said: "Today is a happy day, come on, everyone tos this beer."

"Sincerely head of the organization!"

Thousands of people screaming.

The six great streams would eventually retreat, and all the huge stones weighing down on everyone's hearts were finally gone.

At this moment, Yellow Dragon God Andrew Wu stood up and said: "Congratulations to the head of the organization, the six great streams have retreated, and no one can stand in the way of the Dragon God organization anymore."

Leon Long nodded and smiled, not saying a word, he knew that this middle-aged teaching man could not possibly stand up for no reason, there must be something wrong.

Sure enough, after Andrew Wu finished speaking, he continued: "Chairman of the organization, today is a very pleasant day, and subordinates there are requests."

Leon Long laughed and said: "Try saying."

"Thank you to the head of the organization!" Andrew Wu bowed and said: "I have joined the Dragon God organization for forty years, have no children, there is only one grandson, the only worry is him. So I wanted to teach in a matchmaking competition, for the sake of choosing a mate for my granddaughter, so I wanted to seek the approval of the head of the organization. "

Leon Long was stunned, he wondered why this matter was so serious, it turned out that he wanted to find a soul mate for his grandson.

This is a good thing!

Andrew Wu's grandson is smart, very cute and very popular in Dragon God.

She had no sons or daughters, so, she loved Grace Qin very much.

After pondering for a moment, Leon Long said: "Grace this year is only twenty years old right, isn't the Yellow Dragon God too hasty?"

Hearing this, Andrew Wu became anxious, and hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Chairman of the organization, I am old, I fear these few years will die, I fear, if before she died didn't see Grace find a good husband, then I wouldn't be calm. "

Hearing this, Leon Long was unable to resist anymore, he knew that Grace Qin's body contained poison, and only relied on Andrew Wu's skills to continue her life.

But Andrew Wu was old, he was afraid that no one would take care of Grace Qin after she died.

“OK, I promise you!” Leon Long walked over to Andrew Wu's side, then raised him to his feet: “I also watched Grace grow up, so I definitely won't let her suffer.”

“Thank you chairman of the organization!” Andrew Wu thanked me endlessly.

After the disciples of the Huashan school acknowledged his students, the initial plans of the six great schools changed completely.

Ariel Hao watched as his disciple hung on the wall and cried, deeply resenting this.

This was so embarrassing, how the flow of Huashan could bring out these two useless people.

"Quiet Ariel Hao, the most urgent task is to find a way to save the disciples." Master Shiming said with the name Buddha.

“True once.” Gaibang vice-chairman Mendi Ma said: “It seems that the plan to surround the Dragon God organization can only be ruled out.”

"No!" The King of East Sword said: "If we give up just like that, won't our hard work for a month be in vain?"

"Yes, I don't agree!" The King of South Sword.

When Master Shiming and Mendi Ma were shocked, Ariel Hao said: "What if this is the Dragon God organization's strategy?"

"And again, we've been besieging the Dragon God organization for a month, and we almost destroyed them, wouldn't it be a loss to retreat at this point?" Ariel Hao said with inspiration: "For the sake of the stability of society at large, I decided to kill my relatives and leave my family alone."

After hearing this, the King of East Sword and the King of South Sword looked amazed.

Michael Zhang shook his head: "No, it's dozens of lives, if it's scattered, how will the world look at us?"

"No, I quite agree with Ariel Hao." The abbot of Jinglian said: "Long-term pain is better than short-term pain, if one wants to restore the peace of martial arts, one must definitely be sacrificed."

After speaking, the tent that had no sound, then there was a quarrel.

The end result is that no one is satisfied with each other, and eventually no one ends up happy.

With this quarrel, the alliance of the six great streams only stayed a name.

Bruce Tan's plan worked, and the results were even better than he expected.

At ten p.m., the crowd of the Dragon God organization's congregation dispersed.

The slightly drunk Derren Kui returned to the room with a drunk Yogi Chen on his back.

He helped Yogi Chen to the bed, changed the blankets, and then returned to his room.

After a few minutes, there was no movement in the next room.

Yogi Chen who was lying on the bed opened his eyes, then took out a beer gas from his body .

A few minutes later, Yogi Chen carefully headed for the kitchen, picked up a handful of flour, and found some steamed bread in the kitchen before leaving.

Along the way, Yogi Chen met many patrolling disciples, fortunately he had already developed floating skills to the point where he would not be caught.

It took twenty minutes, for Yogi Chen to find the location of the dungeon.

This underground prison was carved out of a granite mountain, and the gate was a huge broken dragon stone, weighing over ten thousand grams.

Once the broken dragon stone was covered, not even great Gods would be able to escape.

At the same time, the basement door was guarded by two disciples from the Dragon God organization, wanting to barge in was impossible, so having to think of a way to outwit.

Immediately after Yogi Chen squeezed the flour in his hand, in an instant, a cicada wing-thin mask appeared.

He looked at the disciple guarding the door, then put on a mask made of flour on his face, immediately pressing the acupuncture point on his face according to his technique.

Slowly, Yogi Chen's face changed.

After changing his face, Yogi Chen took the stone from the ground, and threw it away.

"Who ?"

The disciple guarding the basement suddenly turned his head and shouted from this dark place.

"Get out!" Shouted the student.

"What's wrong, it just surprises me." The student next to him was sleeping leaning against the door, awakened by him.

"I'll go see it."

“As for you, bluff, who will come in late at night like this,” the disciple muttered and closed his eyes.

"Hurry out!"

"I've seen you..."

Before he finished speaking, he lost consciousness, then his eyes darkened.

A rustling sound came, and the disciple who was resting at the basement door said impatiently: "Hey, what are you doing."

At this moment someone walked out of the darkness, he shook his body and said with a smile: "Sorry, for the one that just."

“Huh, I told you, no one.” he said, he closed his eyes again.

At this moment the disciple of the "Dragon God organization" emitted a glimmer of light in his eyes, he was actually Yogi Chen who had changed his clothes.

Followed by Yogi Chen's quick hand, he pressed the acupuncture point on the back of his head, and the disciple instantly fell asleep on the ground.

After finishing these things, Yogi Chen quickly picked up the torch and walked in.

Before coming to the basement, he had already calculated the time for the patrol disciples to walk into the basement.

He only had thirty minutes.

As soon as he walked into the basement, the temperature instantly dropped tens of degrees, and even the flames were engulfed by the darkness.

Uhhh!

So cold!

Yogi Chen felt his hands and feet almost freeze.

What made Yogi Chen more impervious compared to the cold was, the foul smell emanating from the underground prison.

He could only endure the nausea, then insert the torch into the dungeon through the steel pillar with his arm.

As soon as the prisoners inside saw the fire, they suddenly huddled together.

"Don't hit me, I'm wrong, I'm wrong ..."

"I don't want to die, set me free ..."

“No, Nia Yu is not here.” shook her head and pulled the torch out of the dungeon.

The underground prison was huge, almost two to three hundred square meters.

Yogi Chen could only search into one room at a time, and the more he went inside, the lower the temperature, as if he had entered the freezer.

Bastard, this extremely low temperature, could not withstand the cold at all, wouldn't it make the dead freeze?

Thinking of this, Yogi Chen sped up his search.

Finally, at the end of the dungeon, Yogi Chen found a disciple from Mount Emei.