Chapter 303 Flip the card? Grab the pocket?
"It would be great if the teacher was here. With him, maybe we can find a way to defeat the enemy." Tang San sighed and looked out the window. Suddenly, he was startled. A golden light flashed quickly in the distant sky: "That is..."
Hearing Tang San's words, the others also looked out the window. In the distant sky, a golden light was approaching at an incredible speed. As it got closer, they gradually saw a familiar young figure with black wings on his back wrapped in the golden light.
"That's Xiao Se." Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up with joy.
"What are those wings behind him? Is it his martial spirit? The dean's speed is far from his," Ma Hongjun at the side exclaimed.
On the other side, because Xiao Se did not hide his aura, the others also discovered him.
"Feng Zhi, that Xiao Se is probably far more than just a Soul Emperor. His aura is no less than mine. And his speed is far superior to mine." On the carriage where the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was, Jian Douluo's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened and he said to Ning Fengzhi.
"No less than Uncle Jian." Ning Fengzhi's face was full of disbelief. He then let out a heavy breath: "It seems that we underestimated this Xiao Se. Fortunately, he is on good terms with Qinghe, otherwise, he would be lured into the Spirit Hall, which would be the worst thing."
"That's true." Jian Douluo nodded heavily, agreeing deeply.
Xiao Se flew over the sky where the Shrek carriage was, lowered his head, and looked down, just in time to meet Tang San's eyes. He smiled playfully and flew straight to the most luxurious carriage in front.
"Brother Xiao Se, you're here." As soon as Xiao Se landed, Qian Renxue got off the carriage with a smile on his face.
"Well, it took some time, but it seems that I'm not too late after all." Xiao Se nodded.
"Let's go inside the carriage and talk." Qian Renxue said, beckoning. In the eyes of outsiders, the two looked like good brothers.
The carriage slowly drove into Wuhun City. In a desolate corner of Wuhun City, inside a cylindrical house, a completely different scene was taking place.
Cell No. 11 was only about 10 square meters, with bunk beds, extremely dirty and crowded. There were more than a dozen men with hideous faces living in it. It was now a yellowish brown. A layer of yellow dirt of unknown origin covered the inside and outside of the toilet, which made people nauseous and made them vomit.
"Oh, there's a new guy. He seems to be badly injured. Juhua, give him some treatment. It would be a pity if he died." A muscular man with a skinny body covered with scars said jokingly.
"Yes, big brother." A middle-aged man with a wretched face walked up to Yu Xiaogang and spread out his right hand to summon a chrysanthemum.
The three yellow, purple soul rings flashed brilliantly, and the chrysanthemum petals turned into wisps of shit-yellow light that sank into Yu Xiaogang's body, healing his injuries.
The young man with a wretched face was once a healing soul master in Wuhun City. However, when he was healing, he coveted the beauty of a young girl and intended to molest her. The young girl screamed, which attracted the Wuhun Palace patrol. He was caught on the spot and thrown into this endless hell. Relying on his identity as a healing soul master, he became the second in command in cell number 11.
As his injuries healed, Yu Xiaogang slowly opened his eyes.
"It was you who saved me?" Yu Xiaogang asked Juhua.
"If you want to thank someone, thank big brother. Otherwise, I won't bother with you." Juhua curled her lips and stood behind the middle-aged man with the scar.
"Thank you, big brother. What is your name?" He also knew that the situation was stronger than the person, and if he wanted to survive in this hellhole, he had to learn to compromise.
"Last name is Da." The middle-aged man with a scar had lewd eyes.
"What's the surname Da?" Yu Xiaogang was a little confused. He didn't remember any such surname in Douluo Continent.
"My name is Da Ming Ge, and I am the big brother here." Three soul rings, one white and two yellow, slowly rose from under the feet of the middle-aged man with a scar, and the middle-aged man with a scar said with a proud look on his face.
"Soul Master." Yu Xiaogang was shocked. If he were in the outside world, a Soul Master would not be worth his attention. But in this ghost place, let alone a Soul Master, even an ordinary Battle Soul Master could crush him. Luo Sanpao was too lame.
"Thank you for your help, big brother. Please take care of me in the future."
Hearing that Yu Xiaogang was still thinking about going out, all the men in the room burst into laughter.
"Jie Jie"
"Thief haha"
"Hehehe…"
"Hahaha"
"Gulala la la la."
The laughter was bizarre, strange, ghostly, and horrible. Even Yu Xiaogang, who was calm, couldn't help but feel scared.
Damn it—what the hell place did Hu Liena send herself to?
"How do you want Big Brother to take care of you?"
"Don't worry, I will take good care of you in the future. Every newcomer will be taken care of by me."
"Hey, old boy, you are so cute, big brother will take good care of you."
"Haha, this kid is sensible. I like him. After Big Brother is done taking care of him, I'll be the third one in line."
Hearing everyone spitting out dirty words, Yu Xiaogang's already stiff face turned pale in an instant. Subconsciously, at this moment, he once again recalled the night when Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun were drunk.
"Everyone, be quiet. Don't scare our new kid. Oh no, old guy." The scarred man shouted, and the noise in the cell stopped abruptly. He looked at Yu Xiaogang with a smile: "Old guy, what's your name?"
"Yu Xiaogang." Yu Xiaogang swallowed. That look made him feel uncomfortable.
"Yu Xiaogang? This name doesn't sound nice. Let me give you a name. You look skinny, so let's call you Rose from now on." The scarred man's face trembled with laughter, and it was obvious that he was very proud of his ability to name.
Rose? Yu Xiaogang started to get jealous again.
"Brother, my name was given by my parents. How can I change it at will? If I violate your taboo, you can call me Xiaogang or Xiaoyu. What do you think?" Yu Xiaogang made full use of his style of being weak on the outside and attacking hard on the inside and pleaded humbly.
Hearing this, the scarred man's face darkened and he yelled, "You stinky bastard, what's wrong with me changing your name? Others can change it, but you can't? Everyone here has their name chosen by me. The guy who treated you just now is called Chrysanthemum, the bald guy is called Narcissus, the bald guy is called Jasmine, and the last one who picked his nose is called Peony. They were all chosen by me, so you must be called Rose too. Narcissus, who told you to sit down? Go carve a sign for the newcomer, and from now on, Rose will take turns on duty with you. Whoever's sign I turn over will have to serve me."
Something even more outrageous happened. The scarred man opened his pants pocket, which was smelly and yellow, and pointed at Yu Xiaogang and said, "Rose, come and grab him."
Grab the pocket?
Yu Xiaogang was a little confused, but considering that he would not have to experience the nightmare that night again, he still did it.
"Brother, why is this happening?"
"Stop talking nonsense and open your mouth. Otherwise, I will serve you well."
"Oh ah. Mmmmm."