Han Feng sent Tian Boguang to lurk in Taiping City, while he continued to stay in the patrol department.
With the majesty and power of the imperial court, I can develop myself well. When the time comes, I will come up with a fantasy martial arts lineup of Dugu Qiubai, Ye Gucheng, Zhuge Shenhou and Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds, which should be considered worthy even in this super martial arts world.
Be strong.
After getting up early, he fetched water and washed himself. After chatting about sword skills for a while, Han Feng and Yan Xiaoyi went to the patrol department hall to order mao.
There are many more people in the patrol department today than yesterday, and the atmosphere seems to be inexplicably depressed.
Dozens of detectives stood together in the hall, with three chiefs standing at the top. On the left and right were Captain Hu and the cold-looking Captain Xue. In the middle, standing with hands behind his back, was the deputy director of the Taiping County Patrol Department.
The top leader of the Communist Party of China - Song Siming, the black-clad head catcher.
When Han Feng walked into the lobby, he felt something was wrong in the atmosphere. Sure enough, he heard Hu Captou arguing with Xue Captou.
Hu Captou, who had just stepped forward with Capt. Song to suppress the horse bandits, came back and heard that the Tudong Temple bandit gang he had protected had been neatly thrown into prison. He was so angry that he beat his chest and feet. At this time, the patrol department gathered here.
Provoking troops to question the crime:
"Hu Captou, I have already told you about the Tu Tu Temple group that they are not villains, but just poor poor people. You took advantage of my absence to capture them all this time, but you are going too far!"
Hu Captou smiled coldly: "A bunch of thieves or poor people? Capt.
"Covering criminals? This is strange. I have repeatedly stressed to you that they are not evil people, but you insist on not listening. What I want to know is that you, Hu Captou, are killing good people and forging evidence of guilt just to gain some merit!"
"Okay, are you saying that I forged evidence? Han Feng and Yan Xiaoyi, who took office yesterday, just arrived in Taiping County yesterday. These kind people you said had their luggage stolen and planned an attack. Xue Captou seems to have no idea about the word kindness.
It’s a bit of a misunderstanding!”
Hu Captou became more and more angry as he talked. He pointed at Han Feng in the crowd, and Yan Xiaoyi shouted:
"Han Feng, Yan Xiaoyi! You two, tell me, yes or no?"
Yan Xiaoyi immediately cast his eyes on Han Feng, and Han Feng's face instantly darkened, and his mind began to change.
On the one hand, Hu Captou's move was to attack Xue Captou, and on the other hand, he could tie the two of himself to his camp. After all, Xue Captou would definitely hate him if he did this. I heard that Song Captou didn't like fighting.
, I can only rely on Hu to catch the head.
These arresters are not fuel-efficient lamps...
After making up his mind, Han Feng stepped out from the crowd, cupped his fists and said:
"Reporting to several arresters, it is true that this is true. The Tutu Temple bandits are full of evil, vicious and cunning. Presumably, Capt. Xue has also been deceived by them."
"Okay! Very good! It means that I am very dull and cannot recognize people well, right?"
The uncontrollable anger could be heard in Xue Baotou's voice. He snorted heavily and left with a puff of his sleeves.
When he passed by Han Feng, his wolf-like eyes seemed to tear Han Feng into pieces. Han Feng's face was expressionless, as if he didn't see it.
When Xue Captou walked out of the patrol department lobby, his anger was still coming from outside the lobby: "The Tutu Temple matter is not over yet! In addition, the Daqing Gang is also a truly loyal citizen. If you dare to do anything without evidence,
Don’t blame me for being ruthless in the attack."
Han Feng listened to these words and understood that this was Xue Captou warning Hu Captou not to take action against the Daqing Gang again. However, Han Feng felt that since he had offended Hu Captou, it would be better to eradicate all his forces.
It would be cleaner if they were eliminated. Anyway, gangsters like this do a lot of things to oppress the people, so death would not be a pity.
Just as Han Feng thought about this, the mysterious fog appeared before his eyes, and the black text looked strange in the fog.
Mission: Destroy the Daqing Gang
Reward: Eighth-grade follower - Pinggu Yidianhong
Han Feng thought about who Pinggu Yidianhong was, and it took him a long time to remember that this guy turned out to be the top swordsman in the underworld with a super mysophobia in "Wulin Gaiden".
The martial arts level in "Wulin Gaiden" is not high, and the number one swordsman in the underworld is only eighth grade. However, as a young man who loved sitcoms, Han Feng had a good impression of the characters in it.
Thinking of this, Han Feng felt a little happy. Now he was definitely going to give Capt.
.
In the middle of the lobby, Capt. Hu was laughing loudly: "Look, look at our Capt. Xue walking away in anger."
Just when Hu Captou was happy, Song Captou, who had been silent for the whole time, spoke up: "Okay, that's all for today. We all have to deal with horse bandits and thieves yesterday. We should all be tired. Let's take a rest."
Go ahead."
Although Song Siming, the black-clad police chief, usually doesn't take care of things, he is the top leader of the patrol department after all. Once he speaks, everyone still has to listen.
So everyone dispersed, patrolling and practicing, preparing to practice.
When everyone left, Yan Xiaoyi came over and said, "Brother Han, since Capt. Xue is so angry, Capt. Hu won't use us as a shield, right?"
Han Feng was stunned for a moment. He hadn't thought that Yan Xiaoyi was really a bit wise and foolish, so he said: "It doesn't matter, even if the man named Xue is unhappy, he can't do anything to us. But Mr. Hu, please be careful.
Don’t trust him too much.”
Yan Xiaoyi chuckled: "I know, I know, I don't believe in anyone else, I only believe in Brother Han."
"Well, I don't have any tasks today, so let's go back and practice."
"Okay."
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In a blink of an eye, the day passed.
Taiping County is a little quieter at night, and occasionally there are people who have returned home late walking on the streets.
In a house near the base of the city wall, the sound of drinking and having fun could be heard far away.
This is the headquarters of the Daqing Gang. The Daqing Gang, who is protected by the Yamen’s arresting head, usually does things unscrupulously. The protection money collected alone is enough for a group of people to live a nourishing life, plus some forced buying and selling, loan sharking and the like.
This is really a powerful thing in the county.
Han Feng took advantage of the fact that Yan Xiaoyi fell asleep next door and called Tian Boguang together to the door of the Daqing Gang's station.
Han Feng handed a theatrical mask to Tian Boguang, took one with him, and said, "Xiao Tian, do you remember all the characters I told you?"
Tian Boguang put on his facial makeup and slowly raised the long knife in his hand: "Don't worry, I am the Night Wandering God of the Shibu under the Tianting Organization. The Daqing Gang has violated Tianwei, and I am here to destroy this place.
.”
"That's good, that's good. Then feel free to do whatever else you want."
"Look at you."
As Tian Boguang spoke, the long sword in his right hand had already gathered green flowing wind sword energy.
Tian Boguang, who has traveled alone for thousands of miles, has a strong wind sword technique, which is a sharp sword technique that can kill a Taishan sect master in one move.
As Tian Boguang swung his sword, intertwined cyan sword lights surged out, blasting the Daqing Gang's door to pieces.
When the more than 30 Daqing Gang members in the house heard the noise, they all ran out to check.
I saw a robed swordsman wearing a facial mask standing on the street, and behind him there was a cloaked man also wearing a mask, which was mysterious and unpredictable.
"Who are you? You dare to go wild in our Daqing Gang? Don't you know that our gang leader He is an acquaintance with Patrolman Xue Baotou?"
A young boy from the Daqing Gang bravely shouted.
"Who am I?"
Tian Boguang stood with his sword horizontally, his robes moving with the night wind, looking rather arrogant and domineering.
"I am the night wandering god of the Heavenly Tribunal, patrolling the human world. The Daqing Gang has violated the power of Heaven, and humans and gods will not tolerate it.
Wherever the divine power arrives today, the evildoers will be wiped out!"