After killing more than two hundred people, including Princess Mingxin and her family, Ye Fan has become the target of public criticism.
He knew that he was becoming the center of attention at this moment, so he went to the meeting alone for the sake of Song Hongyan and their safety.
He ran to see Huang Wuji alone, not only to draw attention and danger to himself, but also to allow Can Dao and the others to evacuate smoothly.
The helicopter roared, and before Liu Zhixin could react to the sudden death of Princess Mingxin, she instinctively led her people and followed Ye Fan into the helicopter.
When the helicopter took off, she reacted, took out a gun, pointed it at Ye Fan and roared:
"You killed the princess, you killed the princess!"
"I said it was over, why didn't you listen, why didn't you listen?"
She was so angry that she almost pulled the trigger. She really wanted to shoot Ye Fan to death.
Several Guardsmen were also filled with indignation.
They are both nephews of the royal family and have deep affection for Princess Mingxin.
Now that Princess Mingxin was shot in the head by Ye Fan, they were also full of murderous intent.
"You have already made a mistake. You failed to persuade Princess Mingxin and let her shoot me and lose her life."
There was no emotion on Ye Fan's face, he just took out a tissue and wiped the fish intestine sword:
"If you shoot again and attack me when the king summons me, you, the captain, will be dead today even if you don't die."
"If I don't kill you on the spot, the king will also abandon you."
He said calmly: "Take care of yourself!"
"you--"
Liu Zhixin was so angry that her wrist trembled and she wanted to pull the trigger several times.
She has never been threatened like this.
But thinking of the corpses on the ground and Huang Wuji's orders, she could only suppress the anger in her heart.
"Da da da——"
At this moment, dense and crazy bullets sounded from the distant Yae Mountain.
Then came the shrill screams that were getting farther and farther away, but could still be captured.
This movement is frightening.
Liu Zhixin's body trembled, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Yae Mountain: "What happened?"
"If the city guards don't stop my people from leaving, nothing will happen to them."
Ye Fan said calmly: "Once they want to keep my women and brothers, they will all die."
Liu Zhixin's eyelids twitched: "What?"
"Captain Liu, it's not good, it's not good."
At this time, the Guardsman in the passenger seat answered a phone call. After listening, he shouted angrily to Liu Zhixin:
"The City Guards and Shangguan's nephew want to take down Young Master Ye's men to avenge Princess Mingxin and the others."
"In the end, he was killed by the people from Santang, leaving no one behind."
He couldn't stop clenching his fists: "The city guards and Shangguan's nephew were all slaughtered."
Liu Zhixin shouted: "How is this possible? There are only a few dozen of them."
"The dozens of people are just showing up."
The Guardsmen tightly controlled their grief and shouted:
"The people from Santang have already captured the Shangguan family's mecha battalion and armed them with 300 invulnerable and heavy-fire soldiers."
"They cooperated inside and outside to kill the city guards and Shangguan's nephew."
He sighed sadly: "Except for the guests, almost everyone else died."
"Asshole, bastard!"
Liu Zhixin froze when she heard this, and then she reacted and became furious:
"I said it was over, why do you keep doing it again?"
"It's not enough to kill Shangguan Lang and Shangguan Qingxue, I have to kill Princess Mingxin too."
"If you don't stop after killing Princess Mingxin, you'll kill the city guards and the others as well."
"You executioner, I'm going to kill you!"
Her gun was pointed at Ye Fan again.
When Liu Zhixin heard that the mecha battalion was controlled by the elites of Santang, Liu Zhixin knew that they were useless in massacring the city guards.
Because the mecha battalion is Shangguan Lang's trump card built with a lot of money.
The armor equipment and powerful firepower alone exceed 10 million per capita.
Three hundred people were attacked with heavy firepower, and the city guards simply could not withstand it.
"Are you out of your mind?"
Ye Fan leaned on his seat and ignored the other party's murderous intention:
"Whether it was Princess Mingxin or the city guards, they acted first against the order of the king, and we were forced to fight back in self-defense."
"If the city guards obediently let my woman leave Yae Mountain, the brothers of the Third Hall will not have to fight their way out."
"So you should scold the city guards who ignored the king's orders. They deserve it."
"Instead of blaming me and Santang for killing them."
"Unless you ignore the king's orders like the city guards."
"But it can be seen that Huang Wuji's authority is indeed not enough. Otherwise, why would his orders be no deterrent to you?"
"Not only does Princess Mingxin and the City Guards not take it seriously, you even the Guards don't take it seriously."
Ye Fan directly put a hat on his head: "Otherwise you wouldn't have pointed your gun at me, the distinguished guest of the country, for the second time."
"you--"
Liu Zhixin's anger froze, and he quickly lowered his gun and shouted:
"I am loyal to the king and am willing to go through fire and water for him at any time. How can I disrespect him?"
She yelled at Ye Fan with murderous intent: "You don't want to slander and sow discord."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "You know whether it's respect or not."
Liu Zhixin was so angry that she almost vomited blood and really wanted to kill Ye Fan, but in the end she suppressed her thoughts.
The anger of the city guards being slaughtered could only be suppressed temporarily.
If she kills Ye Fan before getting Huang Wuji's killing order, it will really seriously damage Huang Wuji's authority.
Because in the eyes of the world, the Guards are Huang Wuji's most trusted and trusted team.
Several Guardsmen were also indescribably aggrieved.
And Ye Fan closed his eyes to rest.
He knew that this battle was not over yet, it had even just begun.
I don’t know how long it took, but the helicopter slowly descended.
Liu Zhixin said coldly to Ye Fan: "Young Master Ye, the imperial city has arrived!"
Ye Fan opened his eyes, stretched, and saw the helicopter landing in an open area.
In this open space, there were a total of eighteen helicopters, and there were a large number of soldiers guarding the area with guns and live ammunition.
But what attracted Ye Fan was the magnificent palace in the distance.
Another half hour later, Ye Fan was led by Liu Zhixin to a palace garden.
The entrance was also heavily guarded, with many guards standing there.
Ye Fan casually glanced at them. His sharp eyes and calm demeanor made people understand that this was a master among masters.
Huang Wuji still cares about his own safety.
Liu Zhixin took Ye Fan inside, stepped on the stairs, passed through the stone pavilion, crossed the bridge and climbed the corridor.
After passing the second level of the courtyard gate, the view suddenly opens up again.
At the end is a magnificent five-bay wooden building.
A phoenix tree, which is more than ten feet high, stands in the center of the courtyard, with its branches and leaves reaching up to the sky, covering the building and the courtyard like an umbrella.
It is integrated with the main building and sets off each other into staggered and towering shapes, forming a poetic picture.
The warm wind blew by and the leaves fluttered. Ye Fan suddenly felt relaxed and happy. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths of fresh air.
Afterwards, he followed Liu Zhixin up the thirty-six white jade steps and stood at the entrance of the hall with a plaque that read 'The King Comes to the World'.
In the huge space, a person stands in the middle with his back to the door, without any jewelry on his body, and his body is as straight as a javelin.
He was dressed in white clothes, standing as majestic as a mountain, his pale hair was clean and orderly, and his hands were clasped behind his back.
Without even seeing the outline of his facial features, he already has an arrogant and arrogant air that looks down upon the world.
There are also more than a dozen calligraphy and paintings of different styles hanging on the walls on both sides of the main hall.
Directly in front is a huge black letter——
Tolerate!
Dark and smooth, three points into the wood.
What surprised Ye Fan even more was that the ink didn't seem to be dry yet, reflecting a faint black light.
Moreover, the word "forbearance" is not written in any subtle way, on the contrary, it carries a sharp and murderous intention.
It seems that I can't bear it anymore.
Liu Zhixin took a step forward and said respectfully: "Master, Master Ye is here!"
Ye Fan also raised his head and greeted: "Hello, Lord!"
"Whoosh!"
Huang Wuji turned around and had a gun in his hand.
Without saying a word, he pulled the trigger on Ye Fan.
