At night, Imperial Prison, a spaceship came here silently. Zheng Chen stared at the prison below. He was already very familiar with the residence of the warden. On weekdays, the warden here would not stay at night, but after observation, he would stay here at least half of the nights every week.

Carrying several small crossbow guns beside him, Zheng Chen jumped out of the spaceship, stood on top and observed down for a moment, the crossbow gun on his body quickly shot the air, and a few short whimpers came from the darkness and quickly returned to calm.

He pulled a steel wire and jumped off the spaceship. After dealing with the dogs, Zheng Chen's actions here may have been ignored. In the darkness, he sneaked into the warden's room.

"Who are you!!" Seeing the figure suddenly appearing in his room, the prison warden was slightly shocked and immediately reached out to grab the weapon beside him. As soon as his finger touched the weapon beside him, a tough wire was put on his neck.

The sharp wire immediately caused blood to spill out of his neck under normal slight pull. The warden immediately gave up his resistance, "I surrender!"

"Imperial Tools."

"...what?" Feeling that the metal wire on his neck did not relax at all, the warden was stunned and still did not dare to pay attention. His back was pushed against him, and when the metal wire was tightened, he was moving around was purely seeking death.

"Your imperial equipment."

"It was stolen by Zank." The warden replied truthfully under the threat of his life.

"Oh..." Zheng Chen pulled the wire and took out the scroll board and looked at it. The information on the warden was displayed, not only his, but also some other major figures in the prison, including Zanke, the warden said.

Zank Empire specializes in the execution of the death penalty.

What was he doing? Seeing the light lit up behind him, the warden's eyes moved. He saw Zheng Chen's actions through a reflective thing in the room. He was actually distracted!?

Even if you are subdued by you when you are careless, your actions are obviously underestimating me!!!

The weapon is at his own hands, and as long as he gets it... he naturally has enough ability to sit in the prison warden. He has a very good understanding of the way of execution. For this reason, he has a very high understanding of the human body. With just one moment, he is confident that Zheng Chen will lose his ability to move instantly.

Even though he was now facing his back to him, Zheng Chen happened to be facing his weapon, which provided him with enough opportunities.

"..." The moment he just got the weapon, he suddenly felt a dizzy turn in front of him. The last image he saw was a figure searching in his room. Was he... beheaded?

In the warden's room, Zheng Chen searched, and there was no special mechanism in the whole room. Zheng Chen found an empty box beside the bed, looking at the traces of the filling in the box, and the number was on the opposite side of the imperial instrument used by the warden.

Since the imperial instrument was stolen, why do you still keep this box? Worrying that the news is leaked or you are lying?

After searching the entire house, Zheng Chen cleared out all the traces he left here and quickly left the prison. There was no imperial weapon for the warden. Then Zanke was left.

Since the warden knew that his imperial instrument was stolen by him, it must be because Zanke did something that was exposed. The most likely thing was to steal things and run away directly.

Four of the forty-eight pieces of imperial instruments are really great.

The next day, the death of the warden of the Imperial Prison was announced. Unexpectedly, this incident was brought to mind by Zanke. The reason was that Zanke also had a nickname for beheading Zanke, and the warden died of beheading.

There was no trace at the scene. If the murderer was not found, there was always someone to take the blame. What's more, the death of the warden also caused an investigation by the empire. The empire's discovery that the warden's imperial instrument was missing was also related to Zanke.

"What a pity." Wang Jing said to Zheng Chen in the bar. He already knew about Zanke. "Since that's the case, I'll pay more attention to his movements here."

"This time the target was replaced by the warden of the empire. What is his target?" Bai Wenyu was holding a small crossbow arrow in his hand. He took a little effort to get this crossbow arrow, and the rest were taken away by the empire. These crossbow arrows were used to kill the dogs in the prison. They looked very ordinary and were basically the same as ordinary crossbow arrows.

However, this crossbow arrow has an exceptional characteristic. It is still natural to observe and there is no trace of forging, just like the arrow he got before!

There are currently two possibilities that can make Zheng Chen do this. The warden of the Imperial Prison is not a good person, so it is possible that someone gave up the commission to buy his life and was received by Zheng Chen. The other is that Zheng Chen’s purpose was to come for his imperial instruments...

The possibility of both speculations is not small. After putting away the arrow, he did not intend to sell Zheng Chen at the moment. The time was not enough, but they actually moved out of the imperial capital and found an unknown place to live, which made him a little unexpected.

This would not have a big impact, and Zheng Chen didn't seem to have plans to leave here in the short term.

There is no news about Zanke, and there is no suitable target. Zheng Chen basically has nothing to do. He searches for information in his spare time. In his night attack, the members of this organization basically have one imperial tool, and there is another major target with multiple imperial tools.

The three subordinates of Esdes, known as the Three Beasts, are not in the imperial capital at present, unless Zheng Chen goes to the north of their empire to find the northern expedition forces where she is... It is too far away to go, and there is also this troublesome enemy there.

In addition, there seems to be another sect of An Ningdao. It seems that there is also an imperial instrument, and its authenticity has not yet been determined.

After taking a look at the time, Zheng Chen drank all the flower tea he had placed at hand and walked out of the room, jumped to a protruding rock under a huge rock waterfall. After removing the top, he could see the tattoo-like patterns on Zheng Chen's body and the black marks on his left hand.

Staring at the waterfall pressing down from the waterfall, Zheng Chen touched the black lines on his left arm. The influence of the black particles is still suppressed. Even though it has subsided after so long because of his own resistance, the extent of the subsidence can basically be ignored. Under normal circumstances, this thing will still exist even if he has lived for the rest of his life.

There is also the power of killing stone suppressed by black particles. At present, it is still a small red dot the size of a needle tip. It clearly has a killing stone in its hand, but it cannot be driven away. Huang Quan also tried to pull it away, but failed.

It seems that because of these black particles, they were locked firmly on Zheng Chen's body. If they wanted to remove them, they would not solve the impact of the black particles first.

Zheng Chen had long been accustomed to these things, and just focused on them and withdrew his attention, a pair of heavy arms with a flash of metallic color gradually appeared on his arms that stretched out from the waterfall.

"What a hard work." Huangquan, who was holding a fishing rod on the shore, glanced at Zheng Chen, who was carrying heavy pressure under the waterfall for daily self-exercise. He was still in the way that seemed slow but actually suppressed his potential with high intensity. Because he was under the pressure brought by the waterfall, the difficulty was even stronger.

It’s still the same. Ordinary people practice in this way. As long as they have a firm will, they can hold on forever, and quickly develop a strong body. They can also develop a fighting spirit with good talent. However, if this method does not have enough good supplements, it will be short-lived!

Huang Quan once said that, but now she has no idea to persuade Zheng Chen. What kind of supplements are worse than those of Xiya's flower tea?

Sitting beside Huang Quan was a berry, which was also holding a fishing rod. Both of them were fishing because they were idle. The difference was that those fish with high vigilance loved to bite the fish hook. As soon as they thought about it, Lei's fishing rod trembled, and Huang Quan's eyes twitched a little. The distance between the two was not far, why was this so!

"Huh? Have you taken the hook again?" Lei, who was distracted by Zheng Chen, felt the vibration of the fishing rod, came back to his senses and lifted the fishing rod. Then, under Huang Quan's gaze, Lei reached out to grab the struggling fish. After taking off the hook, the slippery fish continued to struggle in her hand for two times, and jumped into the river again with a slight slam.

The fish ran away and didn't care. They continued to throw the fish hook into the river... This is not the first time.

"..." The fishing rod in Huang Quan shook violently, not because of the fish that had been hooked but because of herself. The fish gathered at her hook felt the abnormal fluctuations on the water surface and quickly dissipated around.

So, these fish are really hateful!

I stared at a fish in the water with an unhappy look at a fish that approached the hook of the lei. The yellow spring was sharp. This fish... seemed to be the one that lei had ‘released’. Why did the weak kill him?

Why do strong people use this inefficient way to fish?

He directly used the Honglian to face the river with nothing happened!

"Brother, is that exercise?" Holding a telescope in his hand, Tazmi looked at Zheng Chen under the waterfall from afar. Through the magnification of the telescope, he could clearly see that every slow movement of Zheng Chen seemed to be quite difficult, and the tattoos on his body were also a little strange.

Unlike a strong man he met during the night attack, Zheng Chen's figure looked even thinner, but the pieces were arranged in an orderly manner, without the excessive expansion of the muscles of a muscular man. The overall feeling of strength and strength was given to people. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He seemed to be completely incomparable...
Chapter completed!