Chapter 452: Rectifying Military Affairs

"You...are the Demon-Suppressing General?"

The woman behind Yang Xiaoyi also heard their conversation, and she suddenly felt sad. Her face shrank, and she suddenly knelt down, kowtowed to Yang Feng, and cried: "You are wronged, you are wronged, please forgive me, General Fumo."

The woman decides the whole family, ah ah ah ah ah!”

"Girl, please get up quickly and speak slowly if you have anything to say. I am patrolling on behalf of Heaven and have the right to kill first and report later. If you have any grievances, just tell me and I will make the decision for you!"

With a straight face, Yang Feng shouted softly.

Yang Xiaoyi on the side immediately helped her up.

The woman sobbed twice and said with a sad face: "To General Yang, this little girl is the daughter of the owner of this clothing store. Her parents are honest businessmen. Because of the recent unrest, they closed the business. But

Unexpectedly, early this morning, this villain forced his way into the house with the intention of molesting the little girl. My parents tried to stop them, but they were beaten to death by him. Sir General, please make the decision for the little girl and redress the grievances of the deceased father and mother. Ugh.

Woo!"

"Since ancient times, people have killed people to pay for their lives, and debts to pay for their debts. If you owe a debt to a human life, pay it with a human life!"

With a cold look on his face, Yang Feng immediately yelled: "Come here, I am Bao Longtu alive today, waiting with a dog-headed guillotine, behead this bastard for me."

yes!

With an angry shout, Yang Xiaoyi's blade gradually emitted a cold light.

His body trembled, and the big man trembled with fear. He waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Master Yang, don't...don't be angry. Don't forget that your woman and friend are still in the hands of our master..."

call out!

Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed through him, and the man's head flew up with a pop, and blood shot straight into the sky like spring water.

Yang Xiaoyi slowly sheathed the knife and didn't bother to look at him.

Yang Feng also smiled coldly, curled his lips in disdain and said: "Another little guy who doesn't understand his position. Do you think that the Ghost King will play these trump cards for you? Who is fighting the landlord? It depends on what the other party has just done.

Throw in a mistress, and then directly produce the second bomb and the king bomb? Damn it!"

"Father, mother, General Fumo made the decision for us and avenged your two elders!"

Seeing all this, the woman cried bitterly again, turned around and knelt down to Yang Feng, kowtowing, and kept thanking: "Thank you, General Fumo, for redressing the injustice of this little girl, thank you, General Fumo..."

"Oh, girl, you don't need to thank me. This is what I should do. Who makes me a hero and a general? In my position, I must plan my own affairs..."

"General Fumo, you are wronged, please make the decision for me!"

"General Yang, you have finally returned to Beijing. What an injustice!"

"Master Yang, please save us. If you don't come back, we won't be able to survive..."

…

However, before Yang Feng finished his humble words, the people in the surrounding houses were already running out one after another, crying and howling. When they came to him, they fell down like wheat and kowtowed.

Garlic, weeping bitterly.

Looking around, it's so dark that you can't see anywhere.

Everyone's eyes were filled with despair and deathly silence, but when they looked at Yang Feng, a glimmer of hope flashed from deep in their eyes from time to time.

At this time, how can these people be called the common people of the capital? They are completely a group of innocent souls wandering helplessly in hell.

The howls of the people throughout the capital, like howls of curses, echoed in the sky, and even the entire sky darkened, as if they were mourning for these poor and helpless little people.

Yang Feng's eyes trembled slightly, his heart felt sore, and his vision became even more hazy.

Yang Feng has never experienced such a miserable situation since he saw the tragic scene after the Sichuan earthquake.

It's just that it was a natural disaster that time and this time it's a man-made disaster.

Click!

Yang Feng couldn't help but clenched his fists fiercely, and Yang Feng's eyes were filled with raging anger.

The King of Ghosts is immortal and cannot be tolerated by heaven!

"The imperial edict has arrived!"

Suddenly, at this moment, a sharp voice came out, and Huang Hao, the dead eunuch who joined the Black Soul Cult, ran out alive again, leading a group of imperial guards, arrogantly stepping over these pitiful civilians, and came to Yang Feng.

, bowed and bowed, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has a decree. General Subdue the Demon has returned to Beijing and has been tired all the way. Now the Holy Lord has hosted a banquet for the General in the Wanshou Palace to wash away the general's dust. Now we invite you to come to the palace with us.

Let’s go to the banquet.”

"You mean His Majesty has arranged a wedding banquet for me? Humph!"

With a cold smile, Yang Feng curled his lips disdainfully: "Then is this state banquet hosted by His Majesty, or is it hosted by your master?"

The corner of his mouth was slightly raised in an evil arc, and Huang Hao shook his head with a smile and said: "To General Yang, don't speak secretly in front of people. Now the entire palace is under the control of my master, and the emperor is just a puppet.

That’s all, what orders can he give now, and what authority does he have to hold a banquet? I guess even if he wants to have a bowl of millet porridge now, he has to beg the imperial chef to make it, and the imperial chef may not be in the mood, fufufu!"

"So, today's banquet is specially organized for you by our master. Of course, you and your two ladies will accompany you during the banquet. You should go as soon as possible. A farewell is better than a wedding, and the two ladies will miss you.

Ah, hey hey hey!”

Huang Hao was smiling evilly, looking like a villain who had succeeded.

Yang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly smiled and said: "Really? Your Majesty's kindness is hard to refuse. I will go to the palace for a banquet later. But before that, I still have official duties to attend to, so I'm sorry.

Father-in-law, please go back and report to Your Majesty, please wait a moment."

"Official business? What official business?"

Huang Hao was stunned for a moment, not knowing why.

Now the entire capital city, the government and the public are under the control of their Black Soul Sect.

His first-level demon-suppressing general suddenly became a false title. What other official duties are there for him to do?

But looking at Huang Hao's confused look, Yang Feng raised the corners of his mouth in an intriguing arc and said with an evil smile: "Rectify military affairs!"

"Ah? Rectifying military affairs? Do you have military power in your hands? What kind of military affairs are you rectifying?"

"Although I don't have a specific army in charge, my general is above the first-grade general. Which army is scattered and I can't reorganize it?"

With a sneer, Yang Feng immediately said seriously: "When the Japanese general returned to the capital today, he saw that the public security in the capital was chaotic, banditry was everywhere, the people were in dire straits, and the city defense army was to blame. Therefore, I want to rectify the city defense army first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng looked at these dark people again and shouted: "Fellow folks, if you trust Yang and want to redress your grievances with Yang, come with me!"

After saying that, Yang Feng suddenly turned his head and returned to the city gate.

The people were startled at first, but soon they all shouted together, forming a long queue, and a long dragon followed Yang Feng, shouting: "Follow General Yang, I believe General Yang will definitely seek justice for us.

!”

Roar!

The crowd was passionate and vocal.

The common people found the backbone, and one after another made hysterical shouts deep in their hearts, and each and every one of them unswervingly followed Yang Feng's pace.

Only Huang Hao was stunned for a moment, and said inexplicably: "Hey, why doesn't this Demon-Suppressing General play his cards according to the routine? Your woman and friends are under house arrest in the palace, and their lives and deaths are unknown. You just came back, shouldn't you?

Let's go to the palace to see if they are okay, why are they still meddling in such nosy matters outside?"

"Then how should we report to the master when we get back? That you should finish your personal matters outside before going to see him? Then wouldn't the master lose his face?"

But more importantly, what should I do if he loses face and takes it out on me?

Huang Hao smacked his lips twice, his face was full of sorrow, his brows were almost turning into knots, but there was nothing he could do.
Chapter completed!