After cooking a table full of food, Tan Yurou picked some dishes, but took them back to his room and went to eat alone.

Wang Anfeng looked at the girl without hesitation and picked up a big chopstick in her favorite dish, and twitched slightly.

Really good at picking...

Holding his breath in his heart, Wang Anfeng bent down and ate the rice.

After breakfast, the boy put away the bowls and chopsticks, walked to the yard, and walked to the assassins who were lodging on the ground. The weapons around him kept whistling in the wind, as if sobbing. Wang Anfeng looked at these killers, bent down, raised his hand like lightning, and in a blink of an eye, he repeatedly pointed several large acupoints on the killer's body. With the last point on the Danzhong acupoint, the assassin, who had no breath, suddenly trembled and opened his eyes suddenly. The deep part of his pupils was full of fear.

Subconsciously raised his hand to cover his throat, and the tentacles hurt. The sword mark was extremely sharp, but it was only a wound and did not kill him directly. The killer sat on the ground, his face full of confusion.

Tan Yurou came out of the house and saw this scene. She was slightly curious and said:

"Young Master..."

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes and looked at Tan Yurou and said:

“…I don’t like killing.”

"These killers will be sent to the yamen later."

"If you have the lives of a good person on your hands, you will have your own criminal law to deal with them."

After saying that, he leaned over and opened the acupoints on the remaining killers.

This technique is the direct inheritance of Medicine King Valley, and is actually a technique of fake death. Of course, if he does not untie the acupoints for these killers, they will die of hunger and thirst in their sleep.

Tan Yuru gently moved his lotus steps, walked to Wang Anfeng's side, looking at these killers who seemed to die, all with pale expressions, and said softly:

"But, young master, you still have to protect the little girl..."

"Do you want Yurou to accompany you and go to the yamen together?"

Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned when he heard this.

It's natural that it's nothing to take some killers by myself, but if you add the girl next to you, it's a bit inappropriate. It's really dangerous to leave Tan Yurou here alone. I noticed a little tricky and frowned slightly. At this moment, Tan Yurou said again:

"Why would you let Yan'er go to the yamen to report to the officials and bring some constables back."

Wang Anfeng thought for a while and nodded:

"If so, it's naturally best..."

Tan Yurou waved to Yan'er and whispered softly in his ear. The latter seemed unwilling to do so and frowned slightly, but he still couldn't resist the girl's repeated begging, looked at Wang Anfeng, nodded, and agreed.

This yard was bought by Gongsun Jing. As a gangster, the house he bought was naturally not close to the yamen. It would take some time for the girl in white to come back.

Wang Anfeng sat only at the stone table in the courtyard, looking at the killers, with a quiet expression and no weapons in his hands, but the killers with great martial arts were like statues, standing still in place, and they did not dare to move at all.

Tan Yurou looked at the faces of these people and said:

"These people are killers..."

"Why did the young master save their lives?"

Although Tan Yurou looks like a young lady in the boudoir, she was born in the martial arts world and could say this. Wang Anfeng did not realize that it was wrong, but said:

"A man cannot be resurrected after death."

"So be careful when drawing a sword to kill people."

Tan Yurou laughed out loud. At this time, she was sitting on the stone bench next to Wang Anfeng, turned to look at Wang Anfeng, and smiled:

"Young master looks like this, it's not suitable for walking in the world."

"Yu Rou has never been to the world and knows that it is a place where you cannot survive without killing people. If you are so honest, you will be bullied..."

Wang Anfeng had never looked back at the girl, but just looked at the killers quietly and said:

"I'll kill people, too."

"When life and death fight, there will be no restraint at all."

Tan Yurou tilted her head and said:

"Young master will kill people like this?"

Wang Anfeng nodded and said in a flat voice:

"A man cannot be resurrected after death."

"So, after killing someone, there is no need to regret it."

Talk about Judo: "But they are killers and want to kill you..."

Wang Anfeng stood up and said:

"They are killers, so I naturally don't need any hesitation to kill them, so it's natural."

"So I'll let them go."

"Their lives are in their own hands..."

Tan Yurou was slightly stunned and understood what Wang Anfeng meant.

At this time, several policemen were running into the yard with weapons and shackles, glaring and looking fierce.

If these killers had good lives, they would not have to take action and died under the iron law of the Qin Dynasty. If they had not harmed innocent people in the past, these killers would have suffered at most and would not have lost their lives.

As for the people in the martial arts world who died at the hands of these people...

Tan Yurou looked up at the sky with a quiet expression.

In the world, who can tell the grudges clearly?

No matter who it is, if you kill someone, you already have a reason to be killed.

Everyone is wronged.

The sound of the chain sounded, and the constables locked these killers. The chain was made of unique materials from the Mo family of the Great Qin Dynasty. It was quite difficult to lock it on the warrior. But once it was locked, even a seventh-grade warrior could not mobilize his internal strength.

Seeing that he was locked, the faces of several people in the killer were already pale as paper, traveling like wind, and killing like numb, but their bodies were trembling as if they were almost like a pool of mud.

After experiencing a "resurrection of death", only a stick of incense has passed and he has to die again. This huge contrast has magnified the fear of death by countless people.

At this moment, a man struggled to escape the palm of the constable. The surrounding police officers were frightened. The swords in his hand were all out of the sheath and directly placed on the warrior. The latter was not trying to escape, but carrying chains, kneeling towards Wang Anfeng, and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you for your kindness, for not killing me."

"There will be something to be paid in the future."

After saying that, he kowtowed heavily.

The surrounding constable was in a false alarm, and returned the sword to the sheath, cursed and pulled the killer away from the yard, and the weapons inserted in the yard were also taken away as evidence. At first glance, it became much more spacious.

Wang Anfeng looked at this and suddenly said:

"Talking about the girl."

Tan Yurou was about to go back to the house, but when he heard this, he stopped and turned to look at him.

The boy spoke and said:

"Today, I want to go to Tan Mansion..."

……………………………………

Wang Anfeng decided to meet again to talk to Tianxiong.

Last night, he heard the secret conversation between Zhao Zhengyong and his juniors in the Zhao mansion, and learned that the 27th Company Gang was spying on Tan Tianxiong's foundation. Although Tan Tianxiong's experience was sophisticated, he might not have expected the affairs of the 27th Company Gang and Zhao Zhengyong, but he was a little uneasy.

But he never expected that he would be turned away.

Talk about the side hall of the mansion.

Wang Anfeng sat on the chair, and the hot tea in the tea cup next to him had already been cold three times.

The servant next to him exchanged new tea for Wang Anfeng again.

The sound of footsteps suddenly came outside the hall. The young man's slightly closed eyes opened. Before he could see anyone, he could hear a bright laugh and said:

"Brother Wang arrived and should have received it in person."

"I'm sorry that things in the mansion have been complicated these days. If there is any negligence, please don't blame me, don't blame me, hahaha..."

As the laughter fell, one person had already come in from outside the door. Although his face was still the same, his body was no longer the white clothes he had when he met last time, but a black shirt. There were dark golden tiger patterns hidden above the clothes, with luxuriousness hidden and majestic.

Seeing that his expression on his face was no longer as humble as before, but was mixed with a little bit of will. His heart sank slightly, and there was no other change on his face. He stood up and bowed, saying:

"Young Master Yu."

Yu Jiu raised his hand to stop the boy's movements and said with a smile:

"Why do you have to be so disgusted? If you don't dislike it, just call Yujiu."

"I don't know if Brother Wang is here today, what's the important thing? Why not talk about it?"

Wang Anfeng said: "There is nothing big, I just want to meet the old man. Wang has something to do, and I want to ask for it."

Yu Jiu laughed and called out to Wang Anfeng, with a look of apologizing on his face and said:

"Brother Wang is a distinguished guest at the mansion. Yu should inform Brother Wang of this kind of matter. If he sees him or not, he will leave it to the 'old man' to decide."

"But the old man has never avoided guests these days. As a subordinate, we really cannot violate the order."
To be continued...