Martial Myth System

In the early morning, the sky is slightly bright.

The white fog haunted by clouds and dust all the year round lingers over the city.

Feng Family is located in the northern part of the Sword Suspension Department. It occupies a very large area. In this early hour, the servants of the house are already busy.

Han Feng, Xu Can, and Liu Minghua led nearly a hundred Sword Suspension Department guards, and four black clothed Imperial Family guards stood at the gate of Feng Family confinement.

The black clothed guards headed by them seem to be a bit entangled and are talking to Han Feng:

"Mr. Han, do you think this is really okay?"

It can be seen that the guardian Big Brother Wei is very entangled.

Han Feng has an expression of understanding and sincerely patted his shoulder:

"Brother Li, I know you are entangled, but please believe me, it's all for the sake of Establish a good and benevolent personality and three views for Your Highness Third Prince. Now what we are about to do is an extremely important part of it! You must rest assured that if something goes wrong, I will bear it myself. Besides, the Lord King It has been given full responsibility to me, I can't bear the responsibility, can't the monarch still bear it?"

This Li guardian seemed to be persuaded by Han Feng, and he lowered his head and remained silent.

speaking of which ……If Jun Huaixu really knows what Han Feng is doing now, he might be able to fly directly to Yunchen and capture him back to the headquarters of the Sword Suspension Department……

Han Feng saw that Li Huwei stopped talking, looked towards Jiang Xiaohu behind him, and signaled that Jiang Xiaohu, who is currently practicing "Hu Family Blade Technique" and "Zixia Cheats", has made great progress in martial arts, and he also admires Han Feng more and more. After comprehending Han Feng's eyes, he trot all the way to the door of Feng Family, tapping the door knocker.

"dong dong dong!"

No one answered.

I added a bit of strength to buckle.

"Dongdong dong!"

Han Feng suddenly remembered that he seemed to have something very happy that he hadn't done, so he stepped forward and pushed Jiang Xiaohu aside.

"Come and move a little to the side."

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Early in the morning, the servants of the Feng Family were busy preparing to feed horses, chop wood, and prepare Hot water, breakfast preparation... all of them were so busy that no one had time to deal with the knocking at the door.

In the yard where the gate is up ahead is to-and-fro's maidservant, but no one responds.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the door of Feng Family...the whole shattered...exploded.

Smoke and dust are chaotic, and sawdust splashes.

Han Feng led the Sword Suspension Department and everyone walked into the front yard of the Feng Family with an overbearing look:

"Feng Family, please listen to your business. I’m guilty! Now that I’m obediently and honestly under investigation, I can still fight for mercy for you~"

Suddenly there was a loud noise that frightened the maids and servants in the yard, but they were obviously also trained. Although panicked, he evacuated to the Feng Family backyard in an orderly manner.

The Martial Artist of the Feng Family Nursing Home, holding an iron wooden stick, rushed out from behind the Feng Family and held it forward with a stick to confront everyone in the Sword Suspension Department in the front yard.

Han Feng looked at the hundreds of Feng Family Martial Artists gathered in front of him, guarded by the door, on the promenade and in the courtyard, his eyes narrowed slightly, said with a smile:

"Why, is Feng Family going to violently resist the law?"

The head of the nursery school headed by the Feng Family Martial Artist is holding a long iron essence stick, standing straight in front of the Feng Family Martial Artists , Looked at Han Feng neither humble nor arrogant:

"Master Han, my master has always abided by the law and loved the people. You forcibly break in like this indiscriminately. Isn’t it too domineering?"

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Han Feng somehow enjoys his current villain's manners, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and he lazily said:

"Indiscriminately? You think you are wrong. Yes, I came here to get people with reasonable grounds. In short... confession is lenient, resistance is strict. If I really dare to resist my Sword Suspension Department's law enforcement, I don't mind showing off the violence of the Sword Suspension Department."

"Since Mr. Han said that he is justified, please show evidence! Otherwise, please go out!"

The tone of the head of the nursing home by Han Feng Enraged, the whole person was agitated, and the iron essence stick in his hand pointed forward, facing Han Feng.

"Is this your attitude when talking to me?"

Han Feng looked at this guy with a long stick pointing at him, the smile on the corner of his mouth was more obvious, and his palm exudes eight With different colors of True Qi halo, slowly raising his hand, Zhou Liu Ba Jin surged forward.

Sweeping violently, the entire Feng Family's front yard shook the grass, trees, and rocks.

The head of the nursery school is also a master of martial arts, but in front of Han Feng today, it is indeed a bit not enough. Before the eight colors of True Qi, he backed away again and again.

The entire Feng Family nursing home camp is in chaos.

At this time, Feng Family patriarch Feng Bo's voice finally sounded.

"Mr. Han came here, but overbearing like this, it's really not the way to be a guest~"

while speaking, a mysterious air penetrates into the Feng Family guard from the rear The back of the hospital leader came out from his chest again, and he was on Han Feng's Zhouliu Bajin.

The peaceful atmosphere of Taoism and the discordant Zhouliu Bajin actually resolved it.

Then the Feng Family Nursing Home crowd divided a path, and Feng Family patriarch walked out of it, followed by eight Martial Artists who seemed obviously not weak.

Han Feng looked at Feng Bo, who was holding a folding fan and pretending to be a posture. He couldn’t help but laughed, his eyes were cold, and he said, “Patriarch Feng, let’s meet again... But this time I can Not as a guest, your Feng Family is suspected of assassinating Your Highness Third Prince, I am afraid you have to come with me."

"Your Highness Third Prince?"

Feng Bo's eyes were also stagnant, and his mind turned a hundred kinds of times.

Third Prince was brought low-key directly from the headquarters of the Sword Suspension Department, and the big and small forces in Yunchen City were completely unaware of this.

Feng Bo heard Han Feng's words, his first reaction was that Han Feng was cheating himself, but after a little thought, he knew that he was plot against by Han Feng.

His slightly longer face smiled, Feng Bo looked at Han Feng, and the folding fan in his hand brought some cold wind:

"Han Zhijian, you need to understand, we Feng Before you told Family, you didn’t even know that Your Highness Third Prince appeared in Yunchen. How could he assassinate His Royal Highness?"

Han Feng took out the cloth with the Feng Family emblem from his arms The strip swayed and put it away again:

"See it, this was left by assassin last night. The Feng Family emblem is so obvious, who should I look for if I don't come to you?"

"hahahaha, Lord Han is too simple to think about it. If this matter is really done by Feng Family, why should I leave such obvious evidence?"

Feng Bo looked directly at Han Feng's eyes.

Han Feng returned his eyes coldly.

"I don’t intend to understand the story, but now the only clue is to Feng Family. It involves the Imperial Family. It’s a big deal. As a violent organization, the Sword Suspension Department must be caught. I let Patriarch Feng come to ask something~"

"So, is there no discussion about this matter?"

Feng Bo turned cold and looked towards Han Feng.

Han Feng took a step back, letting out the figures of the four black clothed Imperial Family guards, spreading their hands: "Even if I can discuss it, these Imperial Family guards cannot be discussed~"

The four of them were indifferent and said nothing.

After that, there was a moment of silence in the entire yard.

Han Feng stands with a knife, confident and proud.

Finally, Feng Bo was convinced, and walked towards Han Feng with a wry smile, and fanned the folding fan in his hand:

"Ai, in that case, please don’t embarrass me until the matter is clarified. Feng Family ah~"

While walking towards the people in the Sword Suspension Department, Feng Bo turned around and said to a short-haired Martial Artist behind him:

"Tell Mistress not to worry~"

Seeing this, Han Feng slightly smiled:

"Patriarch Feng rest assured, we will not let a criminal off, and we will not catch a good person by mistake~"

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Feng Bo lowered his voice, whispered: "Does Mr. Han think he won?"

Han Feng also replied in a low voice:

"At least... Win this round~"

After that, Han Feng turned around:

"Receive the team."