My Attributes Cultivation Life

: Fifty-nine strange on (thanks to BJ Hippo Lord God Alliance Lord)

Inside the prison hall.

The burly black figure slowly walked out of the shadows and appeared in the light.

It was a giant man in official uniform with a black beard, a broad waist and a strong body.

This person is at least two meters tall, and his thick arms are wearing two sets of hard leather armor. There was also a thigh-wide black machete hanging from his waist.

When he walked to Zhang Rong's side, the man looked down from a high place and looked down.

Snapped.

He clapped his hands on Zhang Rongfang's shoulders.

"Thank you for my son's business. Don't worry, come to me and do it well, and the treatment is good!"

It can be seen that the prison warden has sincere eyes and really has no other thoughts.

It's just that his body size is a little exaggerated, which makes people nervous as long as he is close to others.

Zhang Rongfang also saw that this person had a straightforward and calm style, so he didn't give much courtesy.

"This is what I should do. In the future, I will thank you for your advice."

"Hahahaha, you're welcome." Prison director Li Ran laughed.

He thought about it.

"In this way, Daoist Zhang Ying, you have excellent eyesight, so you just went to the ninth team, and there is just one person missing."

"Team 9?" Li Huoyun on the side wanted to say something when he heard the words, but after looking at Zhang Rongfang, he still didn't speak.

"It doesn't matter, the ninth team just happens to be Captain Lin Qixiao's deputy." Li Ran said with a smile.

I didn't say more. He clapped his hands.

"Come on, take Zhang Daochang to the ninth team." As for the grade certificate carried by Zhang Rongfang, he didn't even look at it.

Few people dare to forge things like grades when they take office in the Prison Department.

You must know that the Department of Prisons is a highly dangerous department anywhere, and it is a fake grade? Is that because you hate yourself for not dying fast enough?

Immediately in the shadows, a man with a sword in black slim leather armor stood up, clasped his fists and saluted.

"Daoist Zhang Ying, please come here with me."

"It's work." Zhang Rongfang nodded and glanced at Li Huoyun beside him.

This young master gave him a careful wink, meaning to go back and talk.

He understood and followed the man quickly out of the lobby.

Li Huoyun also wanted to leave together, but was stopped by Li Ran.

The two father and son might want to have a good chat.

Walking out of the lobby, Zhang Rongfang, under the leadership of this officer and soldier, turned a corner to the left and quickly walked towards the rear.

Behind the prison department is a square.

At a glance, there are underground entrance doors with the same size and decoration specifications.

These underground entrance gates, from a distance, look like tombs that go deep into the ground.

There were constant screams and cries oozing from it.

"These are the dungeons of our Prison Department. Interrogations and punishments are all here. You can go around if you have the chance. It's fun inside." The officers and soldiers who led the way showed a weird smile.

Zhang Rongfang didn't know how to respond.

"I'll take a good look at it then." He thought for a while and replied softly.

"Hey, by the way, the ninth team that the Taoist priest went to, the captain, Master Lin Qixiao, also came to take a temporary post from other sects. That one... um... may have a bad temper, you should take more care."

"Oh? Why do you have to worry about it?" Zhang Rongfang heard something inside. He shoved a small piece of broken silver into his backhand.

This piece of silver was made by crushing ten taels of silver ingots, and each piece was about half a tael.

As a face-to-face gift, it is equivalent to five hundred words, which is not unheard of.

Secretly accepting the money, the officer and soldier smiled softly.

"The main reason is that Captain Lin Qixiao is from Tianxuan Palace. He is very strong and has entered the third rank at a young age, and his father is Lin Hong, the master of the Zhengning Hall of Tianxuan Palace.

Palace Master, that is the Palace Master in Tianxuan Palace. According to the rules of Zhenyi Sect, at least a seventh-rank master can be the one. "

Seventh Rank.... The martial arts of the entire Daoist Sect, when practiced to the extreme, are only Seventh Rank.

And Zhenyi taught a temple master of Tan Yangcheng, there are seven rank...

Zhang Rongfang didn't know what to say.

He paused for a while, and then suddenly asked curiously, "Then I don't know what rank our prison chief's martial arts are?"

"The prison director set the eighth grade ten years ago. I don't know now. We are only junior school officials. How dare we inquire into the privacy of adults."

Just as they were talking, the two of them came to a small building next to the entrance of the dungeon.

The door of the small building opened.

A long-haired woman wearing a white bodysuit is putting on leather boots over herself.

The leather armor was directly over the tights, covering the chest and waist.

The gauntlets of both arms extend all the way to the forearm.

There is also some protection on the neck.

The boots, on the other hand, were covered all the way below the knees, and there were pieces of scale-like nails inlaid on them, which were not light at first glance.

The two stood in front of the door and stopped.

"Team Lin, the new deputy team has arrived, and it was personally assigned by the prison director."

The woman put on a full set of leather armor, took off the hat-shaped helmet, put it on her head, and turned around.

Its face does not seem to be purely northern, but mixed with white blood among the Husi.

He has black hair, fair skin, blue eyes, and a well-proportioned figure. He is not thin. He has the well-proportioned and vigorous body that a person who practices martial arts from time to time should have, but it is not ugly.

"It's good to come. It just so happens that it's time to patrol the neighborhood at night. Go get the equipment and go with me."

The woman looked at Zhang Rongfang and expressed satisfaction with his sturdy body.

"This time, it's a decent story. The bean sprouts last time came over to death."

Last time, the deputy team thought about gilding her here, but he didn't obey the order.

After that, no one dared to come to Team Nine to gild them.

"Pindao Zhang Ying, I have seen Team Lin." Zhang Rongfang took a few steps forward and clasped his fists.

"I don't care about my family background here, I only care about my ability! Don't call me a poor daoist in the future. Since you've been appointed as a deputy, you should be called a subordinate or a subordinate officer." Lin Qixiao said coldly.

"Yes." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

"Okay, someone here." Lin Qixiao turned around and called.

Soon two officers and soldiers in black leather armor came out of the rest room at the back.

"Take your new deputy team to change the equipment. In addition, talk about the basic rules and things we have to do every day." Lin Qixiao said coldly.

"Yes!"

Two officers and soldiers took Zhang Rongfang to the rear of the small building.

Soon, he took a set of standard leather armor of his own body, as well as an official sword, and came out again.

At this time, Lin Qixiao had brought more than ten leather armored officers and soldiers, and they had already gathered in front of the small building.

Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and was introduced to everyone present according to the standard procedure.

I have to say that although Lin Qixiao has a cold face all the time, his face and figure are indeed the best he has ever seen in Tan Yang.

Even with a cold face, her appearance is even better than that of Xiao Qingying.

After the introduction, what surprised Zhang Rongfang was that the fifteen members of the ninth team were all first-rank members.

In addition, he is an apparent second-rank, and a third-rank Lin Qixiao.

Such a team is responsible for patrolling the blocks on both sides near the Prison Department. Simply luxurious.

There are four sides of the Prison Department, they are responsible for half, and a team is responsible for the other half.

Day and night, a total of four teams are responsible for guarding the surrounding security in rotation.

Without any disturbance, Zhang Rongfang's work in the Prison Department began.

As the deputy team, he lived in the ninth team's small building.

Like Lin Qixiao, all team members must live here.

Everyone has one day a week to go home to rest and move freely.

The deputy team's salary is 35 taels a month, which is quite a lot.

On the two streets that the nine teams patrolled, there were three restaurants, two music halls, one brothel, and one washhouse.

These two streets are located in the most prosperous areas in the entire Tanyang City, and a large number of people flow in and out every day.

Therefore, the patrol team of the Prison Department also needs to be responsible for part of the daily security responsibilities.

Every day, Zhang Rongfang has nothing to do during the day to practice martial arts, and patrols at night from 9:00 to 2:00 in the morning.

Then he changed hands with the patrol officers and soldiers guarding the city and went back to rest by himself.

Usually, the food can be eaten in the canteen of the Prison Department, or it can be handled by oneself.

Zhang Rongfang only had two meals in the cafeteria, so he decided to go to a nearby restaurant with the rest of his colleagues.

Anyway, as patrol officers and soldiers, they can get a 50% discount when spending in restaurants.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month later.

Yangxue Restaurant, lobby on the second floor.

"Here's some fried taro, braised radish, shredded chicken with chives, and spicy red fish."

Zhang Rongfang skillfully ordered a series of dishes with the menu.

"Deputy Zhang, where's the soup? What kind of soup do you want?" the tall subordinate who was having dinner together asked in a low voice.

"Then let's have a soy bean and pig's foot soup." Zhang Rongfang handed the menu to Xiao Er.

"Okay. The officials wait a moment, and I'll serve some cold dishes first."

Little Er took the menu and left quickly.

In the distance, he could still be heard shouting loudly about the name of the dish.

Zhang Rongfang took out a pair of chopsticks in the chopstick holder and placed them in front of his desk.

The people who dined with him were all from good families in the ninth team.

Tall Chen Hansheng, bold girl Liu Han, mustache white Guru Xilai~www.readwn.com~ We all live carefully, plus people who practice martial arts, their appetite is much larger than ordinary people, so having dinner together becomes the best choice .

"Where's Team Lin? Speaking of which, why didn't you see her having dinner with everyone?" Zhang Rongfang has been here these days, but he has never seen Lin Qixiao eat with everyone.

"Team Lin has a bad temper...and has a lot of taboos, so he usually doesn't eat with us." Chen Hansheng shook his head and replied.

"Speaking of which, it's been considered peaceful recently. Our nine teams used to have troubles every three days." Liu Han said with emotion.

"But... Team Lin... I feel like something has happened at home recently..." Grouchy was hesitant to say anything.

These days, several people have become familiar with Zhang Rongfang, and they know that the newly appointed deputy team has a gentle temper and a decent person, and is much easier to get along with than Team Lin.

Zhang Rongfang was about to ask questions.

Suddenly, downstairs in the restaurant, there was a sound of smashing plates and dishes.

At the same time, accompanied by a noisy roar, he flipped the table.

The four of Zhang Rongfang got up quickly without saying a word.

This restaurant is also the scope of their inspections on weekdays, and the boss is very happy to give them a 50% discount.

So when something happens on weekdays, when they see it, they will take care of it.

In a place like a restaurant, small frictions are common on weekdays.

A few people went downstairs and saw a red-bearded man, holding a bench in one hand, confronting the two thinner men and women in white.

Food and drinks were scattered all over the ground.

"You two are evil! It's better to return my purse as soon as possible, or you will have to open your heads today!"

The red-bearded man was furious and his voice was rough.

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