"Haha, you don't know anything about this..."

Jia Wu chuckled, squinted his eyes and whispered: "It's not easy to live in the capital. In our Chang'an City, there are many ministers as many as dogs, and the commander runs all over the streets."

"It is said that the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's sect."

"Although Yan Liben is not the prime minister, he is also a dignified fourth-rank official. A poor-ranked official like a county magistrate may dominate the country outside, but in Chang'an City, who would take him seriously..."

Listen to Jia Wu's popular science.

Fang Ying then understood what was going on.

But if you continue to be so quarrel, I'm afraid you can't even enter the door until dark, so why are you talking about catching people? No one can wait for them, but those arrested children cannot wait...

Throughout history.

How cruel will abducted children be treated? Is it worth mentioning? Who dares to say that those little beggars with broken hands and legs on the street are born like this?

Fang Ying's face was gloomy,

He took a step out.

He is tall and tall, and has a burly figure. He no longer hides his aura at this time. He is full of murderous aura and his eyes are so bright that it is scary.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

The servant was frightened by him and looked frightened.

After a moment.

He seemed as if he was ashamed of his behavior and said angrily: "Where did you pop up again? What do you want to do when you stand up?"

Fang Ying looked at the other party coldly and said in a deep voice: "Call Butler Li to come out!"

"Butler Li is not here..."

"Then let Yan Liben come out!"

"Yan...you are bold!"

The servant suddenly woke up and said angrily: "You dare to call the master's name directly. Do you want to die?"

"I have a kind of thing, please say it again."

Fang Ying put his palm on the hilt of the waist knife, and his eyes involuntarily narrowed, looking at the servant was like staring at a dead person.

"What do you...you want to do?"

The servant was so scared that he was airing all over and shouted: "This is Yan Mansion. I advise you to get out of here, otherwise I will report to the official to arrest you!"

"Haha! Report to the official? I am the official!"

Fang Ying sneered.

Song--!

The next moment.

The waist knife was unsheathed, and the thunder exploded, instantly turning into a snow-colored cold light, which was cut towards the servant's head.

Everyone was stupid.

Everyone's pupils contracted violently, their hair stood up all over their bodies, and their hearts beat violently, as if they were about to jump out of their chest cavity.

Between the light of lightning.

brush--

Fang Ying puts the knife into the sheath.

The next moment.

The hat on the servant's head snapped and turned into two halves.

The same one felled with a lot of hair, and the servant's head was bare and his white scalp was extremely conspicuous.

This knife.

It actually stroked against his scalp!

If he lowered it a little bit, his skull would probably be cut off with one knife...

Senior year and Jia Wu looked at each other.

Everyone saw a deep surprise in the other person's eyes.

They thought Fang Ying was just a second-generation official, and was stuffed into the Baiqisi with his father's jewellery, but they didn't expect that he was so tough!

The power of that sword.

Definitely a master of using knives.

And there is also that murderous aura, so there must be more than one person under his command!

Wang Sheng and the two detectives grew up.

The incredible view of Fang Ying was visiting Fang Ying's back, and a series of complex emotions such as admiration, fear, and fear flashed in his eyes.

Just now in the carriage.

Listening to the other party’s chat, this young cavalry who drew his sword with a disagreement was the first day he joined the corps!

Is he really a newcomer?

Why is that cruelty even stronger than a veteran?

"If there is another next time, your head will fall!"

Fang Ying looked at the servant and said coldly: "I will say it again and call out Butler Li, otherwise I will go to the house to search now!"

"Kill...kill people--!"

The servant then reacted from the sluggishness, let out a shrill wail, and ran backwards while rolling and crawling.

Running and crying.

"Come here!"

"The county government's constable is killing people! Woo woo woo woo..."

This is amazing.

The entire Yan Mansion was shocked.

Yan Liben was not a commoner, but a nobleman with a red-rooted Miaogen. He was the son of Yan Pi, the young supervisor in the former Sui Palace. His mother was the Princess of the Qingdu and his grandfather was Yuwen Yong, the Emperor Wu of Northern Zhou.

If placed in the previous dynasty.

He was also a royal relative and grandson of the emperor.

Now that the dynasty has changed to the Tang Dynasty, the family still has a wealthy family, and there are many generals and soldiers in the mansion.

The servant who was guarding the door shouted.

A group of people rumbling out, all holding sticks, surrounded Fang Ying and others, staring at them fiercely, and scolded them:

"You are so brave, come to Yan Mansion to cause trouble!"

I saw the team of people coming.

The servant who had just escaped ran out again.

"It's them!"

He covered his bare scalp and shouted resentfully: "This group of people tried to trespass the Yan Mansion without asking any questions. They tried to trek into the Yan Mansion. Someone advised them to go back, but they drew their swords and killed people!"

"If I hadn't dodged, I'd have probably already fallen to the ground!"

These words.

It's like adding fuel to the fire.
Chapter completed!