Van Gogh said calmly: "Last night, the Prince's Mansion in Zhenguo was suddenly attacked by a monster. I was favored by the Leng family, so it was reasonable for me to save the eldest lady. As for Miss Leng, I don't know.
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Wang Hong snorted coldly: "Old man, do you think I am a child? Or, do you think you have a high status and qualifications, so I really don't dare to kill you?"
Van Gogh's expression did not change and he said seriously: "I am an ordinary person, how can I talk about my status? But I am not wrong, so why would you want to kill me? Please give me your permission!"
Wang Hong was furious, pointed at Van Gogh's nose and cursed: "You bastard, you and Leng Meiying colluded together. Not only did you destroy the Prince's Mansion, but you also stormed into the palace, destroyed the prison, and killed the warden and the governor.
Bury the Sun, Yunzhe and other masters, do you still want to deny it?"
Van Gogh smiled calmly: "Young Master looks up to this little old man. Although he has learned some kung fu, how can he compete with the warden? And kill the majestic Mr. Yun Zhe?"
"Humph, of course you don't have this ability, but what about Leng Meiying?" Wang Hong snorted dissatisfied.
Van Gogh even sighed.
"Although the Leng family has been kind to me, I want to say something disrespectful to Third Miss Leng. With her reputation as 'the trash of the Prince's Mansion' and the 'disgrace of the Imperial College', the young master thinks that
Can she kill the warden and cloud master?"
In one sentence, Wang Hong was dumbfounded by the direct question, and even made him forget for a moment that he had investigated Leng Meiying's extraordinary strength!
After being interrupted by Van Gogh, Wang Hong wasted a lot of time. When he reacted, he was already behind the boss in terms of time.
"Wang Hong, don't get entangled with him. I'm afraid he has already left. Let's chase him!" A commanding voice came from outside the house, and then, most of the team members left following the voice.
Wang Hong glanced at Van Gogh hatefully, but at this time it was more important to pursue Leng Meiying, so he didn't care about Van Gogh anymore, waved his hand, and left bitterly.
Looking at the Tiantuan masters leaving in the distance, Van Gogh sighed heavily.
"Sir, the next step depends on fate."
In his heart, Van Gogh actually criticized Leng Meiying's recklessness, but at this time, the most important thing was to save his life, and as for other things, they were not that important.
The eldest lady stood by the door without saying a word. It wasn't until everyone left that she shed two tears of worry, and then went back to pray for Leng Meiying.
At this time, Leng Meiying had already been led by Le Bing and the other two people across the street, towards the most remote North Gate.
When they were still tens of meters away from the city gate, Le Bing and others had to retreat because they saw that the city gate was completely closed and hundreds of soldiers were waiting there.
Although they are just ordinary soldiers, if they get entangled, the three of them can't solve it instantly. What's more, if they rush over forcefully, they will definitely alert some experts.
This is an imperial city, an imperial capital, nothing else, and there are many experts, especially those at the level of Emperor Wu.
Ever since Leng Meiying made a big fuss in the palace last night, the entire imperial capital has been in a state of chaos, with not many people walking around on the streets.
The homeless people were placed outside the city in batches by the city guards. Therefore, if Le Bing and others had not been packaged by Van Gogh before they came out, I am afraid that someone would have discovered something unusual now.
