Pirates: I, who cultivated phantom beasts, made myself emperor

Along the way, in order not to attract the attention of more people, Cheng Cheng was held in a carriage and his hands were tied behind his back with chains.

The carriage jolted, and the chains jangled against each other along the way.

They were escorted from the city gate to the prison. Through the car window, Cheng Cheng could occasionally see the crowds of people on the streets outside the city. These people were all smiling, without any panic before the war, as if they didn't know that the war was coming.

It's strange, are the people here so big-hearted?

Could it be that this country has some hidden cards that make it so confident?

That's even more inappropriate. Can a trump card that ordinary people know be called a trump card?

Cheng Cheng closed his eyes and concentrated, his silvery white hair swaying slightly in the wind. His domineering aura instantly covered a kilometer radius, covering almost a quarter of the royal city.

"Huh? Isn't it easy?" Cheng Cheng said in surprise.

There were nearly 9 people stationed outside the palace, and these people had a calm and long aura. If he hadn't concentrated on observing, he would have ignored them.

Judging only by their aura, these 9 people were no weaker than the battlefield-hardened Revolutionary Army. This large force of 9 people walked towards the seaside in an orderly manner. The military discipline was strict and they were no different from other ordinary people in the town. commit.

There was a naughty little boy on the roadside who rushed up and wanted to touch a soldier's saber. The serious-looking soldier made a face at the boy, bent down and carried the boy on his shoulders.

Not only was the little boy not afraid, he waved his arms and shouted: "Fly, fly!"

Cheng Cheng was a little confused. According to the registered information, the Brandy Kingdom's standing army should be 9. Why did there suddenly be [-] more people now?

And they are all elite.

Cheng Cheng chuckled, no wonder he had the confidence to be the first to jump out at this moment.

The other [-] troops, when I just teleported here, I already felt them stationed on the coast. This secret [-] troops may play a key role in the end.

But if that's the case, if Long doesn't send cadres to take control of the Brandy Kingdom, it will be a matter of time before they destroy the country.

However, this is still impressive enough. There are more than a dozen large and small countries in the entire Beihai. Apart from Germa 66, the Brandy Kingdom should be the strongest.

The carriage passed through the main road of the Imperial City and stopped in a small gray bungalow building on the edge of the Imperial City. In front of the bungalow stood a brown wooden board with two words written on it: "Tian Lao."

"You guys, put this person in a cell. I'm going to ask your Majesty for instructions now. Whether this person is dead or alive by then will have nothing to do with us."

The officer outside the carriage said calmly.

After saying that, the two armored soldiers on the carriage took Cheng Cheng out of the carriage. They each pressed Cheng Cheng's shoulders with one hand and walked towards the prison.

Next to the red gate of the Tianlao, two elderly guards stood against the wall. They were thin and one of them had lost a front tooth.

Cheng Cheng looked at the word Tianlao on the door and was even more surprised. Such a simple Tianlao was too childish, and the two uncles at the door were obviously retired and living a life. If a prisoner really escaped, Yeah, it’s hard for them to shout at the top of their lungs, right?

The two soldiers escorting Cheng Cheng walked in and opened the door. After nodding with the two veterans, they easily entered the prison.

Cheng Cheng suddenly felt relaxed. This time he came in so smoothly, it was considered an accident.

If he was allowed to come in alone, he would have to waste some time just to find the prison. If he wanted to enter the prison smoothly, he would probably cause an unnecessary sensation.

It's fine now. After completing the mission, he just needs to leave quietly without alerting anyone.

Thinking of this sign-in location, he frowned again. He was still very familiar with places like prisons. When he made a big fuss into the city, he let many criminals escape.

It's just that the system didn't say which prison he was signing in for, so he would have to try again one by one.

Slowly entering the prison, the bluestone floor was spotless and there were some water stains on the ground, as if water had just been sprinkled on it.

Two young jailers were concentrating on cleaning the table. They looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. He thought they might be the grandsons of the two old men at the door.

The two were wearing black and red jailer uniforms, carrying long knives at their waists, and were full of energy.

Thomas, who had a round face, took a step forward and said with a smile: "I've been waiting for almost half a year and finally meet someone new. It's not easy. I'm almost bored to death."

Henry, the other man with a Chinese character face, had a serious look on his face, patted Thomas on the head, and said angrily: "What's so good about this? I would rather no criminals come in for a year, so that the world can be peaceful."

Cheng Cheng looked around. Apart from these two guards, there were no other guards in the prison, and there were only three cells in front of him.

There were less than 20 prisoners in total, and they all looked at Cheng Cheng curiously.

Isn't the guard force here too weak?

Can two children guard those criminals?

Cheng Cheng couldn't help but asked: "Are you two kids the only ones here?"

The round-faced Thomas chuckled, patted his chest and said, "The two of us are enough. We have tied you up, how can you still run away?"

Henry looked at Cheng Cheng seriously, his hand quietly clenching the standard saber at his waist.

Cheng Cheng concentrated on feeling the auras of these two people, and found that they were just ordinary people with long auras. However, looking at the movements of the man holding the knife, he was very calm.

He was even more curious in his heart. They said that this king was so talented and powerful, how could he do such nonsense in a key place like this prison?

Henry looked at the two soldiers and asked: "What cell level should he be locked in?"

The two soldiers escorting Cheng Cheng hesitated for a moment.

There are three cells here, divided into three levels.

The third-class cells are for ordinary criminals. They can be released after a few months for trivial matters such as fights. The second-class cells are for more serious crimes, with sentences of more than two years.

The first-class cells hold death row prisoners, who will be executed soon.

This person is difficult for them to judge and a potentially valuable enemy.

Seeing their hesitation, Cheng Cheng looked at the prisoners in the three cells in front of him who were all ordinary people, and wondered if there were other prisons in the royal city?

After all, it was a prison like this that was only separated from the streets outside by a wall. If Cheng Cheng wanted to escape, it would only be a matter of one kick.

In a royal city with a population of millions, it is impossible to just have these three small prisons. He said sternly:

"I'm not looking down on you. It's best to change me to a stronger prison. Such a thin cell can't trap me."

The round-faced Thomas chuckled, "I have been a jailer for so many years, and I have never seen someone as stupid as you make such a perverted request. However, you may be disappointed. This is the only prison in the royal city."

Cheng Cheng's mouth twitched and he had to admire the quality of the residents here.

The soldier guarding Cheng Cheng said solemnly: "This person's identity is not simple. It is safer to lock him up alone."

Thomas looked Cheng Cheng up and down curiously, as if he was seeing something unusual, and muttered:

"Aside from being a bit prettier than me and having a bit whiter hair, there's nothing else."

"It's simple."

The square-faced jailer Henry took out the key from his waist, opened the doors of the third-class cell and the second-class cell at the same time, and then said casually to the people in the third-class cell:

"You all go to the side and squeeze in. This old man will be held in solitary confinement."

Suddenly, the dozen or so people in the third-class cell began to chatter reluctantly and complained.

"There are so many things going on, it's so troublesome."

"Who are you, so particular about living in a cell but also in a single room?"

"I guess that little brother is afraid that he won't be able to keep the chrysanthemum."

After one of them said this, the other prisoners burst into laughter.

The people in the second-class cell were very enthusiastic and made room for their neighbors one after another. After spending so long together, they had become very familiar with each other, and the only way to have a good relationship was to have a good relationship across the cell.

Cheng Cheng looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded. When did the prison become so harmonious?

Such a great opportunity, don’t you know how to jailbreak and cause trouble together?