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Chapter 201 Entering the City (1\3)

When the two young warriors were growing up, they actually ate up all the haggis in the cart.

At the time of parting, Wang Anfeng's view of this playboy changed slightly.

And from this day onwards, every time dusk approached, he would leave the Fengzi Building of the Academy and join the ranks of warriors patrolling the streets.

Holding a sword behind his back, accompanied by Wu Xiong, Yang Jingming and others patrolling the neighborhood, under the enraged Criminal Ministry's intensive investigation, the hidden stronghold of Danfeng Valley has been searched out, but they have not been caught off guard, just like a net Like a hunter, he slowly and calmly narrowed down the inspection area.

And the latter seems to have discovered the current situation and is unwilling to struggle.

In just a few days, many things happened in this city of Fufeng, but they were quickly suppressed by the warriors patrolling the streets. There was no trouble, and the life of the people gradually recovered. The massacre a few days ago gradually disappeared. For the stories that are passed on from mouth to mouth.

East City area.

A Dan Fenggu warrior was found in the brothel.

After fighting against street patrol warriors, he was defeated and escaped coughing up blood.

time.

His trace was searched and he was shot dead on the spot.

August 27.

Fufeng East City is under martial law.

Patrolling and arresting in the city, with swords out of their sheaths, killing strictly.

It's three quarters.

The sky is fine, and the world is autumn.

There is a man in gray with a knife.

Walking slowly, you have entered Fufeng.

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"Captain Wu, what happened?"

Wang Anfeng looked at Wu Xiong whose expression changed slightly.

After the latter received the news from a bird, his expression became a little ugly. After walking for more than ten steps, Wang Anfeng saw that his face was getting more and more ugly, and finally couldn't help it. He asked a question. Looking at Wang Anfeng, without explaining, he just forced a smile and said:
"It's nothing, it's just that the brothers in the yamen have some trivial matters, haha..."

"However, even though it's a trivial matter, I still have to go."

"Wang Shaoxia, today's patrol is over, you can go back to the academy, we have to exchange with others."

Wang Anfeng looked at Wu Xiong and nodded slowly.

Although he has not yet reached the age of 15, his experience is not too small. From the subtle changes in the man's face in front of him, he can still find the horror hidden in the man's heart. Obviously, he has learned some great news and is unwilling to put himself It was because of this that he made this choice just now.

The policemen and Wang Anfeng separated here.

After walking quite a distance, the young man was no longer visible when he turned around. Yang Jingming asked, and Wu Xiong just looked solemn. He walked forward quickly and said in a low voice:

"Xia Changqing enters the city."

With just this one sentence, the complexions of the surrounding people all changed suddenly.

Danfeng Valley is a great sect of evil ways. Although there are no top three masters in the sect, there are more than one middle three warriors. Third Grade Grandmaster put it right.

And under it, there are four guardians, all of whom are masters of the third rank.

Xia Changqing is the second Dharma protector. He speaks kindly, strikes fiercely, has a volatile personality and careful thoughts. Even in the evil sect, there are few who can match him.

Now that those Danfeng Valley warriors who caused trouble were about to be arrested, the No. [-] figure of Danfeng Valley appeared majestically in Fufeng City. No matter what angle you looked at, he was full of depression .

A master in the Jianghu is a peak figure if he does not come out. If he goes crazy in the county, it can be called a disaster like a flood and a drought.

Daqin Fufeng has a master sitting in the town, if ordinary warriors come here, they will naturally be honest.

But what he saw a few days ago, those assassins who were almost as crazy as looking for death cast a shadow on his self-confidence. If he went crazy, Yu Wen would take action, and Xia Changqing would naturally die without a place to bury him. I don't know how many people will die under his hands.

Wu Xiong suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, stopped, cupped his fists towards Yang Jingming, and said in a deep voice:
"Brother Yang, thank you for your help during this time."

"The remaining things are dangerous, and you don't have to participate in them."

Yang Jingming was startled when he heard the words, and subconsciously asked:
"how about you?"

Wu Xiong held the spear in his hand, his expression was slightly gloomy, and he said:
"The responsibility lies."

The three patrolmen followed the order and headed in the direction above.

Yang Jingming stood where he was, trying to catch up, but he couldn't move a single inch.

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Fufeng County City, above the avenue.

There was a middle-aged man in gray clothes.

Stepping on straw shoes, holding a long knife with a broken blade, he walked slowly.

His face is already extremely handsome, and it is rare to be born with a refined temperament. His eyes are warm and moist like jade, which attracts the attention of passers-by. Naturally, there is a special charm in watching beauties under the lamp, but at dusk, when the red dust is lit by candlelight, such a refined and good-looking man, It also adds a lot of charm.

It was inevitable that the little girl would be fascinated by it, and he didn't think it was annoyed. He smiled and nodded, which aroused great affection in the hearts of passers-by.

At this moment, a piercing voice suddenly sounded, breaking the warm atmosphere.

A policeman in red clothes pulled out the long knife in his hand.

It was already dusk, and the setting sun melted gold, casting a layer of blood on the blade. He looked at the middle-aged scribe in front of him, feeling extremely nervous and full of vigilance.

Dan Fenggu, Xia Changqing.

The middle-aged man nodded and smiled at him, as if he hadn't noticed the latter's hostility and guard.

Still walking unhurriedly towards the front.

The policeman was silent for a while, and the frantically beating heart in his chest returned to calm. After struggling for only a short time, he had already clenched the Daqin War Saber in his hand, and followed behind him.

The order he received was to guard the Danfeng Valley stronghold that was found out. As a ninth-rank martial artist, in such a big case, what he could do should be the cornerstone of the matter, and he could not be brave.

But how could this person be allowed to walk among the common people alone.

Quickly closing his eyes, he whispered silently:

"Article [-] of the Patrol Criminal Law, in case of special circumstances, it is related to the safety of the people."

"Under the general arrest, everyone can act cheaply."

"Not guilty."

The middle-aged scribe walked slowly all the way, enjoying the autumn wind, and behind him, at some time, more than fifty knight-errants had appeared. isolated.

Under the setting sun like blood, the policemen dressed in red clothes and holding swords surrounded a middle-aged scribe.

And the scribe didn't seem to notice the slightest difference, and his demeanor was still kind.

The common people gradually realized that something was wrong, avoided this weird team, and only stopped at the back, watching the group of people moving forward, some astute people had already noticed something was wrong, and ran to report to the officials.

The scribe stopped at the presumed Danfeng Valley stronghold.

The police officers stopped, instinctively clenched their swords, and the sound of clanging and whistling suddenly killed them.

Holding the weapon in his hand, Wu Xiong looked at the gentle middle-aged man, and his alertness had already been raised to the highest level.

Holding the spear in his right hand, the palm of his hand was dripping with sweat, which was quite slippery.

Before he came, he had never thought that he would meet this third-rank master head-on.

He once thought that even though his duty is there, when he encounters danger, he still has to protect himself first, it's just a job, he is dedicated to his duty, but he is not ready to die for others.

But what he never thought was that when he really saw this middle-aged man, his instinctive reaction was to push away the people on the side of the road, draw out his weapon, and block the two glaring eyes like a cart with his mantis arm. in front of his pedestrians.

It never occurred to me that I would follow here all the time.

There is still fear in my heart, but I never want to leave, I never want to escape.

At this moment, the clothes on his body seemed to have a weight of [-], which made him unable to retreat, unwilling to retreat, unwilling to retreat.

He retreated, who will come?
Responsibility lies.

Wu Xiong slowly clenched the weapon in his hand with five fingers, just like his companions around him. Above the patrolling bodies around him, there was a faint aura that was involved together, forming a solemn and dignified aura like the Great Qin Iron Army.

Xia Changqing looked at the warriors around him, his expression was still peaceful, he smiled slightly, and turned the long knife slightly in his palm. Gently tap on the bluestone, making a soft sound, slowly walking past the sword cluster, with a leisurely demeanor.

There are so many warriors here, but no one dared to make a change. The soft sound of the blade touching the bluestone was like the third watch drum of the King of Hades. Everyone felt the chill spreading down their backs, and their hearts trembled.

If it weren't for the responsibility, I'm afraid I would have lost the courage to stand here.

Amidst the creaking sound, everyone trembled and broke away from the weird atmosphere. The scribe in front of him raised his hand and pushed open the wooden door, revealing the tranquility of the courtyard. Quite poetic and elegant, the scribe smiled softly and walked slowly, holding a long knife at a slant.

Falling leaves.

Under the peaceful and peaceful scene, there is an unspeakable murderous intent, which makes people tremble in the heart.

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In the city of Fufeng County, in the yamen of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

Zhu Jian'an pressed his own imprint on a piece of letterhead, and sent it out with flying birds. This is the last one, and it represents the transfer of the Ministry of Punishment. Legalists who are patrolling around Fufeng County will receive the news After that, rush back at full speed.

Then he took a saber in his hand and strode out.

The chief arrester was not there. As the deputy chief arrester, he needed to be dispatched in the middle, so he couldn't show up at the scene immediately.

Moreover, Xia Changqing suddenly appeared in front of Fufeng County City without any warning. When he got the news, this person had already entered the city, and there was no time to stop him, and he couldn't make a move in a place where there were many pedestrians.

The murderous anger in his heart has been suppressed at this time, and it has become more and more violent.

In the palace of the general.

Yuwen held a strong bow, slowly pulled it away, and pointed to a certain place. There was no arrow mounted on it, but there was an invisible sharp energy entangled on it.

It is no exaggeration, in this city, the power of his arrow is by no means inferior to that of the so-called Taoist direct descendant, the flying sword technique.

It is extremely simple to take the enemy's head from tens of miles away.

A cold and sharp murderous intent flashed in the long and narrow eyes.

After all, the fingers that were fully stretched on the bowstring lost their strength.

The sharp energy dissipated.

Once again, Yuwen, who has been on the battlefield for half his life, felt all kinds of constraints of being a pillar of the Great Qin Dynasty. This is a supreme honor, and it is also the bondage of people all over the world.

Pulled around and moved the whole body.

He can no longer strike at will, although his martial arts are high, he will not be free after all.

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