Chapter 842

The visiting room of the first prison in the imperial capital -

a flat headed man, with his legs on the table in front of him, his hands around his chest, looks like a ruffian, his face is still handsome, his mouth is hooked with a touch of cynical radian, and his prison clothes don't make people look down, on the contrary, his deterrence is more obvious.

"Still no news from her?"

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, as if some do not hope, from the beginning of his mention of this thing, to now almost a year, has not heard any valuable news.

"What else are you doing here? Let me see what you trash look like? " Men are not polite to speak at all, but they are just a little bit poisonous. They don't want to start. They are really angry.

There's no way. I was angry several times before, but what's the use of anger?

Can't find or can't find, he even tore him, also can't find what news.

Later, the man became calm, but he could not calm his mood, so he began to sneer.

The people who come to report have been used to their master's poisonous tongue. First, they let the other party finish their words in silence, and then they open their mouth.

"In fact, young master, we have found out about that one."

When he said this, he couldn't help looking up at the man's expression secretly. He wanted to know what kind of reaction the man would have when he knew the news.

Originally, the man's feet were on the table, the chair was slightly tilted, and there was no shaking of the chair.

Before still closed eyes, a casual look, but after hearing the news, the man suddenly opened his eyes, want to stand up directly.

But the man obviously forgot his present posture, this action is a little big, the chair directly turned over, the whole person fell from the chair.

There was a loud noise.

I didn't expect that my master would have such a big reaction, so I ran to help people up.

But it's stopped by the man's hand. Shit, it's a little embarrassing.

He is not so weak. He can still stand up by himself after a fall. What can he help?

The loud noise in the room naturally attracted the attention of the prison guards outside. They suddenly opened the door and asked, "what happened?"

"Go away." At the moment, the man was standing there, as if nothing had happened just now, and growled at the prison guard with a cold face.

His hands slowly picked up the chair that fell on the ground, and then said to the C.O., "the chair fell down, it's OK."

"That will not disturb you." The C.O. gave them a respectful nod, then went out and closed the door.

"Lying trough, it's killing me." The next second the C.O. closed the door, the cold and angry man suddenly changed his face, supported his waist and uttered a rude remark.

Hands seem to be familiar with this situation, there is no expression on his face, quietly looking at his master.

At this time, you should treat yourself as a robot, pretending not to understand, pretending not to see, pretending not to hear. In this way, you will be very safe, very safe.

However, before I had time to think about it, I felt a very warm look. It seemed that I was a bit embarrassed!