After the Feng family was forced back by the mysterious Taoist master, Han Feng led everyone in the Xuanjian Division back to the Xuanjian Division in Yunchen City.
It's not that I'm really afraid of that Taoist man, but this battle happened in a hurry, and the information from each other is not enough. If we really want to start a full-scale war, there is no chance of victory. It's better to simply rely on the intervention of this Taoist man.
And to retreat, seize this good opportunity to bring the head of the Feng family back to the Xuanjian Division. This way, the superiors can have a moment of advantage in the subsequent probing confrontations.
Feng Bo was imprisoned in the Xuanjian Division prison, and Han Feng came to the prison to investigate.
As I walked slowly closer to the prison, there was a faint smell of rotten wood floating in the air.
A copper window shines in the dim sunlight, coating the objects in the prison with a layer of golden color.
Feng Bo, dressed in luxurious clothes, sat on a pile of straw with his eyes closed and his face calm and composed.
Seventeen copper pillars imbued with martial arts techniques separated Han Feng and Feng Bo inside and outside the prison.
Han Feng held his elbows and looked at the imprisoned Feng Bo through the copper pillars. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he asked:
"The Master of the Feng family is indeed at a very advanced level. He can feel calm and leisurely sitting alone in a prison~"
Feng Bo opened his eyes and looked at Han Feng standing outside the prison. He had no consciousness of being a prisoner at all:
"Life is all about the state of mind. If the position of your mind is placed broadly enough, then it should be the center of the universe no matter where you are."
"Then I wonder, if something unexpected happens to the Feng family, will the head of the Feng family still be in such a detached state of mind now?"
During the questioning, Han Feng's eyes flashed, and he waited with interest for Feng Bo's reaction.
But Feng Bo didn't seem worried at all. He sat down and straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, and looked at Han Feng calmly:
"The Feng family will not encounter any unexpected events. This is my confidence and the reason why I dare to come to the Hanging Sword Division alone."
Han Feng has always had a slight fear of this guy, but since he has been locked up, Han Feng's fear no longer exists. Looking into Feng Bo's eyes is a game involving state of mind, and also a confrontation of consciousness.
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"Involved in the assassination of the third prince of the imperial court, does the Feng family really think that the Feng family will be better off? With the intimidation of King Qi, can it really guarantee that the Feng family will have peace of mind in Yunchen? Or... the Feng family will
Is the Tao master from the Feng family so confident?"
"It's okay~" Feng Bo nodded, smiling a little sinisterly, "Then I would like to ask Mr. Han to guess... Will the nights in Yunchendu... be peaceful recently?"
"Um?"
Han Feng narrowed his eyes.
"Does the Feng family have any other plots and tricks that are about to be implemented?"
"Hey, what are you talking about, Mr. Han? Our Han family has always abided by the law and been cautious in our words and deeds. How could there be any conspiracy? I'm just reminding you out of the heart of a public citizen. Can you
There is no misunderstanding~”
Han Feng looked at this guy with an expressionless face.
Han Feng is really a little undecided about the head of the Feng family... Let's kill him here. He is afraid that the Feng family will bring the matter to the court. When the time comes, he will definitely be the unlucky one after his dirty tricks are exposed.
...But if Han Feng was to send him back to the Feng family intact...that would be even more impossible.
He said coldly:
"Master Feng, are you interested in participating in our Xuanjian Division torture experience plan? It will definitely be customized for you. It will be extremely comfortable~"
Feng Bo smiled and waved his hand:
"Hey~ It's better not to use it. If Mr. Feng comes back with injuries from torture, wouldn't it mean that someone would blame the Xuanjian Division?"
"Well, what Master Feng said makes sense. Let's just stay here for a few more days. I'll come to you after I figure out how to provide you with good prison life services~"
After speaking, Han Feng nodded, tossed his clothes, and turned to leave.
After walking out of the Xuanjian Division prison, Liu Minghua was waiting at the door.
Seeing Han Feng coming out, Liu Minghua hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How are you doing?"
Han Feng stopped in front of Liu Minghua, pursed his lips, shrugged and said:
"No chance, that guy is scheming, cunning, and thick-skinned... It's almost impossible to pry open his mouth."
"What should we do?"
Liu Minghua unconsciously regarded Han Feng as the pillar of Yunchendu Xuanjian Division.
Han Feng raised his eyebrows at Liu Minghua and said with a smile: "That's easy to do. Let's do two things. The first one is to send someone to Feng's house tomorrow and tell them that Feng Bo has admitted many evil deeds in prison, so we have to
Go to the Feng family to investigate and collect evidence. As for the second case, according to Feng Bo, Yun Chen is about to fall into chaos. Regardless of whether his words are true or false, we need to be prepared."
"In this case, I will send two more teams to patrol Yunchendu at night."
Han Feng and Liu Minghua discussed various matters and then left.
…
That night.
The fog was thin, but the clouds in the sky were thick at that time.
Fine raindrops fell in the clouds and dust.
Desolate and graceful, lonely and cool.
The moss spreading in the gaps between the street bricks has been moistened by the rain and turned greener and greener.
The street is long and quiet, and there is a light mist in the rain that cannot be dispersed at the corner.
A tall figure wearing a black cloak first walked in the mist of the rainy night, holding a silver-white chain hammer in his hand, making the sound of chains colliding, and slowly walked from one side to the other.
The sound of chains echoed in the street, the frequency was very slow, but it was like the minute hand of a clock.
This man exudes a primitive will to kill. He does not have majestic martial arts energy, nor is there any weird magic blessing. However, with this murderous intention, the cloaked man still seems to represent the ultimate terrifying monster.
The rain kept coming.
Three drunkards walking shoulder to shoulder and stumbling were walking from a distance. The smell of alcohol around them could not be wiped out even in the rain.
Laughing and joking all the way, the three people and the cloaked man walked towards each other.
They were laughing drunkenly when they were enveloped in a strong murderous aura. A clever idea came to their backs and they sobered up a bit.
"What it is?"
One of the drunkards asked drunkenly.
Another one answered:
"What, it's a person..."
The third person drank the least and was the most sober. He felt the murderous aura that was so strong that it seemed to have substance, and his calves were trembling...
"Let's go quickly..."
However, just as he was mid-sentence, the cloaked man rushed over.
He raised the hammer in his hand and struck it down hard.
The first drunkard was hit, half of his head was smashed open, and his broken body swayed and fell in the rain.
When the other two drunkards saw him, they were so frightened that they ran away.
However, the cloaked man didn't even chase him, he just casually threw out the hammer in his hand.
A long chain wrapped around the neck of an alcoholic, and the hammer smashed open the head of another alcoholic... All of this happened so fast that no one had time to react.
Three corpses were lying dejectedly on the road in the rain, which was strange and terrifying.
The cloaked man did not stop and continued to walk aimlessly in the rain.