Kadruth and the butler were sent to prison for second-degree murder and murder. This prison is the prison where Subudon had stayed before - New York Island City Prison.

After getting off the car, the two of them found that the people in the prison were lying on the window and staring at them.

"Why do they look at us?" the butler said in fear.

"Probably this is a prison custom?" Cadruth said uncertainly.

After they got out of the car, they were quickly pounced on insecticide powder.

Looking at the prisoner list, the prison guard asked, "Who is Kadruth?"

Kadrus raised his hand tremblingly: "I am..."

"John, I bet 20 yuan, this person will be educated in one day."

"30, half a day." Another policeman with white hair with dark red hair said with malicious intentions.

"What rules?" Kadruth was shocked: "I have human rights!"

"Hey, novices, tell you the first rule of prison. What the commander in the prison said is right!" The prison guard pointed the baton at Kadruth's back and slammed it.

"I want to sue the lawyer!" When did Cadruz suffer such a crime?

"You go and sue." The prison guard didn't care at all: "Your sentence is 25 years, enough for you to sue! But after you come back, you still have to abide by the rules of this prison."

The housekeeper pulled Lacadrus and smiled and said, "How could it be? We are new to us, and the commander needs to take care of us more."

"Take care?" The prison guard hummed in his nose: "The people inside will take good care of you. They will take more in-depth care of you because you are the ones who framed Su Budong and went to prison."

"Subudon? Did he bribe the prisoners here?" Kadruth did not dare to take any further steps.

"No, it's because he became a legend here, and all the prisoners regarded him as a light in this prison." The prison guard said: "So the malice you gave him at the beginning will be retribution here."

"No, this is impossible, he has only been here for four months."

"Four months? That's because you don't know what happened in those four months? You have a long time to understand..." The prison guard rudely pushed him into the door.

The iron door slowly closes, and inside the door, there will be another world.

…………

Lin Muyu lay on Su Budong's chest and drew circles on his chest.

"You'll leave tomorrow?" The flushing after the dual cultivation had not yet faded, and the two of them enjoyed the silence after the storm.

"Well, there are still many things waiting for me to do in the capital."

"Can't you stay for a few more days?"

"I'm afraid not. Chu Xingyun is almost crazy. Zhang Yang wishes he could make ten calls a day."

"What should I do?" Lin Muyu stared at Su Budong and asked. "You put me like a beautiful young wife in Xiangjiang, aren't you afraid that I will run away with the others?"

"Dare you?" Su Budong turned over and patted his soft buttocks hard.

Lin Muyu shouted, his face flushed red.

"Are you a beast?"

"People who practice martial arts have better endurance." Su Budong said domineeringly, riding a horse and whipping it.

"Do you still dare to run?"

"I dare not." Lin Muyu said lying on the bed with all his might.

This sleep was very heavy and fragrant.

When Lin Muyu woke up, he put on silk pajamas and saw Su Budong preparing for his return.

"I send you?"

"good."

After packing up my luggage, I had some brunch and the two of them walked downstairs with their luggage.

"Mr. Su!" A familiar Indian man stood in front of Su Budong.

"It's you?" This Indian was the one who was found by George that day and wanted to beat Su Budong. However, later this Indian was thriving in the competition, giving him a lot of help in his martial arts realm, and there was a vague sign of breaking through again.

"Is there anything you have to do?" Su Budong said.

"Thank you for your affection, that money is urgent to save you."

"There is not enough money? I'll give you some more?" Su Budong said.

"No, I'm not asking you for money." The Tianzhu warrior blushed, "In our teachings, giving is merit, and I have nothing to give back to you, and I feel uneasy..."

"I understand, my thoughts are not clear." Su Budong understood why this Indian warrior wanted to look for him. To put it bluntly, it is a kind of axis, but this kind of axis is the foundation of practicing martial arts.

"Yes, that's it." said the warrior.

"But I have nothing to repay you." Su Budong shook his head and smiled, "And I'm going to catch a plane soon, I'm afraid I don't have time."

"It's not like that. I competed with you that day and found that the qi in your body had changed. I was wondering if you were about to break through, so I wanted to help you."

"How to help?" Before Su Budong finished speaking, he saw the man pulling up his wrists and holding the pulse door.

"!!!" Su Budong felt dangerous. In Chinese martial arts, his pulse is one of the lifebloods and must not be easily grasped by others. He just wanted to pull it back.

"Don't resist, imagine a picture that calms the heart." The Indian warrior was slightly lucky, and Su Budong felt a heat flow from the vein gate surged towards his limbs and bones.

"What's this?"

"This is my anger." The Tianzhu Wuren sweated slightly on his head. This method was also very burdened to him.

Half an hour later, the Tianzhu Wushu let go.

"Mr. Su, you have a good foundation, but martial artists try to avoid women, and your body is still a little empty." The warrior of the Indian clan folded his hands and bowed to him, and Su Budong quickly returned the greeting.

"In this way, I have a clear idea, thank you Mr. Su." The warrior in India wanted to take a big step away.

"Let's go, have you done something recently?" Su Budong asked hurriedly.

"I came to Xiangjiang to find something. I haven't found it yet, so naturally I have nothing to do."

"Is there any job I'm talking about doing things?"

"A few of us are working."

"How about you and your brothers come to our company as bodyguards? I will give you 100,000 Hong Kong dollars a month." Su Budong suddenly said.

"But we have a task and don't like being bound." The warrior in India hesitated.

"Actually, it doesn't conflict with your mission. I see that there were four people in total that day. Every day, as long as one person follows this Miss Lin and acts as her personal bodyguard, others can continue the mission. How about it?" Su Budong said.

"Okay." The warrior in the Tianzhu felt that the conditions were feasible: "But we must return to Tianzhu immediately after completing the task."

"No problem." Su Budong agreed.

"Su Budong!" Lin Muyu pulled Su Budong's sleeve. "What are you asking them?"

"These people have real skills."

"But they will go back soon."

"First be familiar with each other. When I go back, I will find our brothers to be bodyguards." Su Budong thought to himself that the people in the logistics team were all getting up now. It turned out that they were all elite military regions. If these people didn't need to get up, it would be a waste of resources.

Lin Muyu also knew that Su Budong was worried about him, so he accepted his kindness.

After leaving the contact information, Lin Muyu took Su Budong to the airport.

After kissing goodbye, Su Budong sat in the first class and began to close his eyes and rest.

In a daze, he fell asleep. He dreamed that someone wanted to cut himself with a knife, and he fought back, broke the opponent's knife, and killed the opponent.

"Sir, what's wrong with you, sir?" The flight attendant woke him up worriedly.

Su Budong opened his eyes and found that he was still on the plane.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You have been shaking just now." The flight attendant said half-squatting. "Are you sick? Are you medicine?"

"It's okay, I just had a nightmare, give me a glass of ice water." Su Budong smiled apologetically.

"Okay." The flight attendant quickly put the ice water in front of him and Su Budong drank it in one breath. Seeing that he was fine, the flight attendant left with confidence.

He found that a piece of handrail on the seat had been deformed by his hands at some point.

He moved his heart, took out the newspaper and poked it lightly with his fingertips.

"hiss!"

When my fingertips touched the newspaper, I felt a wonderful feeling coming from my fingertips, and I actually poked a hole in the newspaper.

"Putting strength?" Su Budong tried several times and found that he really knew how to wear strength.

So the person next to him was watching a man in first class tearing up newspapers and playing...

After getting off the plane, the car sent by Zhanlong took him back to the company. Su Budong's elder brother rang out loud.

"The little master, something big happened." There was no caller ID at this time, but Su Budong knew that it was his partner Fan Wei when he heard it.

"Brother Fan, what's wrong?" Su Budong asked. He and Fan Ming have always discussed their own opinions. He calls his grand uncle and his brother.
To be continued...