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Chapter 118 Now, we don't want to talk about the rules! (two more)
The night was as black as water.

The fat man paced between the courtyards a little distractedly.

What happened today made it difficult for him to sleep.

Xuan Jingsi of the imperial court was so thoroughly offended to death, he felt very uneasy.

"Those two idiots! That's the emperor's butcher's knife, the court's eagle dog!! How can a mere Baiyun temple hold them down?" The fat man became more and more angry.

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Suddenly there was the sound of dripping water, and the faint sound of footsteps gradually approaching.

"Who? Get out of here, Fatty!!"

The fat man let out a low growl, and suddenly turned his head.

In the middle of the courtyard, a huge head was quietly placed on the stone table.

The blood of fresh blood, dripping gently, bloomed between the courtyards.

It is extremely hideous, as if death is not in peace.

Amidst the dripping blood, one can vaguely glimpse the whole picture.

That was the head of a youth!
We discussed matters together yesterday, but today our bodies are in different places!

The fat man felt chills all over his body, like falling into an ice cellar.

"See? This is the price for offending us!"

The slightly indifferent voice was clear in the darkness, and the tall figure slowly appeared.

It was yesterday, the bronze mirror manager in the fireworks building! !

"You guys, what are you going to do? Can Xuan Jing kill innocent people indiscriminately like this?"

The fat man's face was extremely ugly.

In the darkness, a faint cold light flashed inadvertently.

"Hehe, of course!"

Chen Xiu sneered, and said slowly: "Xuan Jingsi represents the imperial court! In the whole world, is it the king's land; on the shore of the land, is it the king's minister!! As for whether you are innocent or not"

After a slight pause, Chen Xiu's face showed a bit of chill: "It's all about me, not you!"

Killing intent, make no secret!

The fat man's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "I wonder what your lord is doing here tonight?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you to do me a favor."

Chen Xiu showed a strange smile: "For example, blood calligraphy and painting. Go and accuse that Baiyun Temple of being disloyal to His Majesty, keeping weapons privately, rebelling against the court, and having the heart to become a king!!"

"Another example, gathering thousands of people in one body, and personally writing the umbrella of all people! Petitioning the imperial court, killing Baiyun Temple!!"

The words are still soft and calm, but they have a somewhat overbearing meaning that cannot be resisted! !

The fat man trembled.

He gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "Impossible! If I offend Baiyun Temple, how can I survive in Linchuan Mansion in the future?"

clap clap clap!
With three soft beeps, Chen Xiu lightly clapped his hands.

In the darkness, there was a muffled sound of rolling wheels rubbing against each other.

The heavy ballista was slowly pushed out, and the arrow crossbow was loaded!
"God, God's Mighty Crossbow??"

The fat man's face suddenly changed: "How is it possible? Luo Jiang is the magistrate supported by Baiyun Temple, how could you allow you to take out the mighty crossbow?"

"If he doesn't allow it, can I not take it?"

Chen Xiu grinned, and a chill ran across his face.

Fatty's face was filled with horror at the moment.

madman!

This guy is a lunatic!
The magistrate of Linchuan, the official ordered by the court, he dared to do something?
"My lord, if I reject you at this moment, is it impossible to get out of here alive?"

The fat man spoke with difficulty, his voice trembling.

Chen Xiu raised his hand slightly, shaking his fingers, showing his white teeth: "Yes. And not only you, but your whole family, gang core, and even collateral relatives, none of them can survive tonight!!"

"Of course, the choice is still yours."

what?
As if struck by lightning, the fat man staggered and took two steps back.

It's so ruthless! !

His eyes swept across the bloody head, and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

In the end, a smile uglier than crying appeared on the fat man's face, he knelt down slowly, and said in a low voice: "I am willing to do my best for the imperial court, for the Xuanjing Division, and for my lord."

Is this for him to choose?Does he have a choice?

Isn't that just treating people like dogs?

What's there to be afraid of?

It's just that he used to be a dog for Baiyun Temple!
But now, the master has become the imperial court.

"Before noon tomorrow, I need an umbrella for [-] people to petition, and a bloody signature for [-] people. I don't care what method you use, whether it's coercion or threat."

"I want to see the results, understand?"

Chen Xiu's voice became slightly colder, with a hint of chill.

The fat man looked very embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "But my lord, this... among the gangs in Linchuan Prefecture, that guy is still the leader. I'm not making excuses, it's really too difficult."

Chen Xiu glanced at him indifferently, his eyes were calm.

"You can let go of your hands and feet. After tonight, this gang in Linchuan Mansion will only belong to you!!"

This.
The fat man took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely do my best."

If it is true that one person can lead the huge underground gang in Linchuan Prefecture, what about being a dog?

On the dark street, the big man was drunk.

Today is the last day of the Xuanmen Conference.

In front of the Baiyun Temple, it was a huge momentum!
When he reached the corner of the alley, his heart suddenly 'thumped' and sank to the bottom of the valley.

Too quiet.

The cold wind blew by, and he instantly regained consciousness.

In the distance, there are a few figures standing tall, they are all the mirror envoys of Xuan Jing Division! !
In an instant, he actually fell into the encirclement of Xuan Jingsi.

"What are you going to do? I didn't violate the laws of the Great Sui Dynasty, nor did I collude with evil spirits and rebellious parties! You Xuanjing Division acted like this, are you still talking about the rules?"

"What's more, my father-in-law is Daoist Ning Cai, one of the three elders of Baiyun Temple! Do you really dare to touch me?"

The big man had a bit of a stern attitude, shouting at the top of his voice.

"Are you worthy of discussing the rules with me?"

A cold voice sounded, Chen Xiu walked out from the darkness and threw it away.

The blood-stained head rolled down to the big man's feet!
The smell of blood rushed straight into the sky.

The big man woke up for a moment, looking at the ferocious head, his whole body was chilling.

That's the Taoist priest of his family!
The orthodox Taoist of Baiyun Guan, the kind with Taoism!
Was actually beheaded?
That is the martial artist of the fifth stage of the King Kong Realm! !
"As I said before, face is earned by oneself. Life is the same!"

Chen Xiu said coldly, with murderous intent on his face: "As for the so-called rules, they were set by the imperial court. All of this is based on the premise that we, the Xuanjing Division, can follow the rules."

"Now, we don't want to talk about the rules!"

The big man was horrified, and tremblingly said: "Bai, Baiyun Temple will not let you go!"

Ha ha ha.

Chen Xiu sneered twice, and his eyes were cold: "Aren't you crazy in the fireworks building yesterday? Now, you only clamor for Baiyun Temple?!"

Lifting his fingers slightly, he said lightly, "Do it!"

In an instant, more than a dozen streams of stellar energy erupted!

The big man was caught off guard and was bombarded to death!

"My lord, follow your orders."

Yang Ming spoke quietly, with a bit of awe in his eyes: "This guy's family members were bombarded and killed a hundred steps away with the mighty crossbow! They used kerosene and firecrackers, and the brothers did it very covertly, no one would suspect us! No! Any leaks of the wind!"

Chen Xuan nodded slightly, and said lightly: "Very good!"

Next, just wait for the Wanmin Umbrella!

In the name of the three crimes, point the sword at Baiyun Temple!
(End of this chapter)