Chapter 529: Suspect Qin Lang

After bidding farewell to Teacher Shu, Qin Lang walked alone on the street, constantly weighing the pros and cons and falling into entanglements.

As Teacher Shu said, this is not a child's play, but a gamble involving life.

If he wins the bet, he will definitely have a combat power that far exceeds that of the same level in the God Realm. But if he loses the bet, he will immediately be abandoned by the times and become one of the billions of withered bones.

He had a hard time deciding.

The streets are bustling with lights and the air is filled with the aroma of various foods.

It turned out that he had arrived at Fengrao City Food Street unknowingly.

The place is bustling and lively.

The owners of the barbecue stall were a middle-aged couple. They finally took a break from their busy schedule to sit down and rest for a while. The wife gently tapped her husband's slightly sore arm.

The boss was stunned for a moment when he saw Qin Lang's unfamiliar face, and said with a smile: "Whose kid is this from? He's so good-looking. Would you like some skewers? Our skewers are made with top-quality ingredients, and they taste great." Quack drop.”

Qin Lang smiled and said, "Okay, then help me grill some kebabs and get two bottles of beer by the way."

"beer?"

The boss was stunned for a moment and shook his head repeatedly: "Drinking is not good for children's health. You can show off the skewers as much as you want, but wine is definitely not allowed."

The boss didn't know Qin Lang and regarded him as an ordinary child.

Qin Lang could only smile bitterly.

After a while, a tray full of delicious grilled skewers was brought up. The landlady enthusiastically gave him a bottle of juice and patted Qin Lang's head, "This kid is so good. Eat more and go home early when you're full." "

"Okay, thank you, auntie." Qin Lang thanked him with a smile, picked up a skewer and smelled it. It was good lamb.

Not only is the heat just right, but the ingredients used are also very particular, completely covering up the smell of mutton, making it oily but not greasy, charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Uncle used to do barbecue, right?"

Qin Lang saw his boss sitting on a stool smoking, so he started chatting with him with a smile.

The boss laughed loudly and said, "You can taste it, right? Your uncle and I used to do barbecue. I have been a gold medal barbecue master for thirty years. With this skill, I not only bought a car and a house, but also supported my eldest son to study abroad." , if it weren’t for this damn apocalypse”

The boss took a few puffs of cigarette vigorously, and did not dwell on those sad things. He smiled and said: "Fengrao City is really good. I have been here for almost half a year, and my life is getting better and better. My child, when did you Come here?"

Qin Lang smiled, "It's quite early, almost three years, right?"

Qin Lang really couldn't remember when he founded Fengrao City.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The boss had a bold personality and laughed loudly, "You brat, you can't even draft a draft if you're bragging. It's only been five years since the end of the world, and Fenghuo City has only been built for three years. Are you the city lord?"

Qin Lang laughed and had a great conversation with his boss.

After three drinks and five dishes, Qin Lang touched his belly and was about to leave. At this time, a group of young people walked towards him. There were 17 or 8 people in total, both men and women. They all exuded a strong smell of alcohol. They were obviously Just came out from drinking somewhere.

"Boss, here are five hundred meat skewers and twenty boxes of beer," the yellow-haired young man shouted.

The boss was a little embarrassed and said: "Oh, I'm so sorry. We are almost sold out of meat skewers. The total number of skewers is less than 100 skewers, and there are only five cases of beer left. Why don't you go somewhere else to eat?"

"grass!"

Huang Mao slapped the table, "How do you do business?"

"No, no, absolutely not. I don't know how business is doing today. It's very good. It's all my fault that I didn't prepare enough materials. Don't be angry."

The boss is accompanied by a smiley face.

Huang Mao took a deep breath and said, "It's so fucking unlucky. Let's go and eat somewhere else, brothers."

A group of people left happily.

The boss watched everyone leave and then smiled bitterly, "Everything is good in Fengrao City. It would be better if there were fewer moths."

"Shhh! You're too drunk. How dare you call the patrol a moth? You're going to die, right?" The landlady's expression changed and she gave the boss an elbow.

The boss said angrily: "I'm right. They are just worms. They eat for free and take for free. They also bully men and dominate women. I heard that the daughter of the old Liu family was with this group of people before she disappeared."

"Shut up!"

The landlady pinched her husband's arm hard.

"Who did you just call a moth?"

Eighteen figures emerged from the darkness, it was Huang Mao who had already left.

Huang Mao pinched his lips and said with a sinister smile: "I am responsible for patrolling during the day to protect the safety of the place. When it is rest time at night, if you want to eat some kebabs and have a nightlife, you will be called a moth. Is this reasonable?"

"Besides, when did we get nothing for nothing? Didn't we agree to pay the salary together with the salary next month?" the young woman snorted.

"I was wrong."

The boss lowered his head and said to himself: "It's been delayed month by month. In the past six months, I've only given money twice. I'm so embarrassed."

"If an apology helps, what do you want the patrol to do?"

Huang Mao suddenly grabbed the boss's head and slammed it on the table.

With a click, the wooden table shattered.

The boss was left with a bloody head.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Lang frowned. It happened so suddenly that he had no time to stop it.

"Little brat, go home, this is none of your business." Huang Mao pointed at Qin Lang and raised his foot to kick him.

I saw a figure flashing in front of me. Qin Lang helped his boss aside and escaped the attack.

"Damn, there's something there."

Huang Mao was delighted, "Little boy, who is your master? He was raised to become a First God at such a young age."

Fengrao City is a city where individual strength is quite polarized.

There are both awakened ones and high-altitude gods, ancient gods.

As for the realm of this group of patrol members, the worst is the immortal body, and the highest is the first god.

Huang Mao is the First God Realm.

"I don't have an adult."

Qin Lang shrugged, "Uncle is just an awakener, why are you bullying him?"

"Bullying? You're laughing so hard! I'm the patrol leader in this area. I'm going to conduct a routine inspection on him now. I suspect he has hidden contraband. - Search for me!"

Huang Mao handed it over with a look, and the men behind him immediately aimed at the stall and smashed it. The barbecue stall, which had no items to begin with, was instantly smashed to pieces.

A woman with colorful hair held a bag of powder and said: "Oh, boss, look what I found. Isn't this a Class A contraband Xiaoyao powder?"

"I don't have it, don't talk nonsense, I...how can I have such a thing!" The boss was anxious.

Huang Mao waved his hand, "I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry. According to the laws of our Fengrao City, the crime of possessing Class A contraband is not punishable by death. The maximum is two to three months in prison. But, can you live? When you get out of prison, you can’t say for sure.”

"No!"

The proprietress fell to her knees, hugged Huang Mao's legs and begged: "This is really not ours, it must have been left by previous customers. We know we are wrong, please let us go, please be noble."

"The law is as great as heaven! Go tell the judge this! Go!"

Huang Mao said that he was about to pull the boss.

Qin Lang wanted to take action, but then he changed his mind and shouted: "Okay, you have to catch me, this Xiaoyao fan is mine."

"you?"

Huang Mao raised his eyebrows, "Boy, are you sure?"

"Sure, catch me."

Qin Lang stretched out his hand.

"Hmph, you reckless kid, since you hit the muzzle of the gun, don't blame me, just take him away!"

Two people rushed up immediately and put a pair of handcuffs on Qin Lang's hands.

Qin Lang discovered that these handcuffs were actually forged from some kind of divine skeleton, and contained a talisman array that could greatly suppress the cultivation of the first god.

If an ordinary first-god wears this thing, he or she will be doomed and unable to break free.

"Li? These handcuffs seem to be forged by Li Jianshe"

Qin Lang looked at the handcuffs.

"I told you to talk nonsense, I made you talk nonsense! What should I do now!" The landlady stamped her feet anxiously.

The boss also regretted it and gave himself a hard slap, but what happened has already happened, so what's the use of regretting it.

Now I can only pray that the child has a good background and that the adults in the family can rescue him.

Bountiful North Prison.

This is a spooky building.

Standing alone near a mass grave.

Qin Lang squinted his eyes and found that the guards of this prison were all in the First God Realm.

When was the prison built?

It is impossible to be afraid of nature, Qin Lang just feels strange.

"Go in, go in, stay here tonight and wait until the judge gets up tomorrow to try you again."

Huang Mao threw Qin Lang into a large iron cage holding dozens of suspects and left.

Qin Lang glanced at the people here.

Well, there are not only humans here, but also gods, of course very weak lower gods.

"Kid, what crime did you commit to get arrested?" An old man in the corner called Qin Lang over.

Qin Lang looked at the old man and found that he was thin and his teeth were almost gone.

"Possession of Class A contraband."

"Oh!" The old man nodded, "It's not a serious crime. You can usually be released after two or three months. If you behave well in court tomorrow, the judge may be able to give you a lighter sentence, or even say no to you. allow."

"What crime did you commit?" Qin Lang asked him.

"theft."

"Oh, are all misdemeanor suspects detained here?"

"That's nonsense. He who committed a serious crime has been shot to death on the spot. How can he be qualified to go to jail?"

The old man yawned and said, "Go to bed early."

Qin Lang moved his body and leaned against the wall with his eyes closed to rest.

Just when I felt a little sleepy, I heard a low cry from not far away.

Opening his eyes, he saw that it was a lower god, covered in green, crying like a child.

"What crime have you committed?"

The god wiped his eyes, but tears still flowed uncontrollably, "I'm so hungry that I ate some livestock."

"..."

Qin Lang was speechless.

If I want to blame you, I can only blame you for appearing at the wrong time. If you had appeared in Fengrao City two years earlier, you would have been a top-notch master. Now, even if you are a low-level god, you will be sentenced to death for eating a dog.

There was no talking all night, and the next morning.

The suspects were taken to the courtroom one by one.

Qin Lang sat on the cold bench and looked at the strange man in front of him. This was a shadow, and Qin Lang could see it at a glance.

The man said expressionlessly: "Name."

"Qin Lang."