Zhao Fan was too lazy to pay attention to the middle-aged man holding the knife. The next moment, his attention was focused on the core house.

There, there was a one-armed middle-aged man in the early stage of Xuanjie.

His rank is probably the strongest in Shenhuo City!

"That should be the city lord."

Zhao Fan nodded slightly.

The one-armed Lord of Shenhuo City collapsed on the ground in despair, and in his arms was a body that had long been cold. It was a young man, a teenager at best.

The body of the corpse was covered with cuts and bruises. Zhao Fanxian calculated it carefully out of boredom. There were more than 200 wounds, large and small. Not only that, there were four kinds of injuries, including knife wounds, ax wounds, stick blows, and stick injuries.

The holes penetrated by the gun were horrific to behold...

"Son."

The one-armed city lord said in a hoarse voice: "I told you a long time ago, don't think that because your father is the city lord, you can do whatever you want without scruples. It's too late now. But don't worry, I will definitely catch your murderer.

of!"

He closed his eyes and cried while holding his son's body.

Zhao Fan "watched" this scene thoughtfully, and the whole story was probably clear. Maybe the son of the city lord was too arrogant and provoked four monks who didn't care about his status, so he was killed.

Therefore, the city lord sent the middle-aged man with a knife to arrest the murderer overnight.

Even so, you can't just arrest people randomly and use them as scapegoats without any evidence, right?

If this were not the case, Zhao Fan might still have some sympathy for the city lord's plight.

On the other side, the sword-wielding middle-aged man had ended his romantic relationship, which took less than ten breaths in total. What's even more amazing is that the three maids were all favored in turn.

"this……"

Zhao Fan couldn't help it and laughed out loud. After all, the other party was also an advanced monk, but he didn't expect that the speed of the incident made Zhao Fan feel like he was thrown away.

"Master Chen, I... still want to..." A maid looked a little disappointed and said with a forced smile.

"Okay, wait." The middle-aged man holding the knife worked hard for a long time. Finally, he slapped the three maids out of the room with an angry slap, "Get out!"

His chest was shaking with anger.

After a while, the middle-aged man holding a knife picked up the communication magic weapon and said: "Wang Ming, come over and have a drink."

After lighting the incense, a dashing man came to the former's house with two large jars of wine. He smiled and said, "Chen Jun, from your tone, it seems that you are not in a good mood."

"well."

Chen Jun walked out of the house gloomily, sat on the stone table, took a jar of wine, drank it down hard, and said: "It's really not good, Wang Ming, please stop hiding it. Please tell me how I can do it."

Slow down a little, I don't want to be as powerful as you, even if it's only one ten thousandth of yours, that's fine."

"Ahem, it all depends on talent."

While drinking, Wang Ming smiled and said: "You can't give me any advice, unless you are lucky enough to encounter a genius and treasure that will make you rise to prominence."

"..."

Chen Jun was about to cry but said without tears: "I'm so miserable."

"I'm miserable too." Wang Ming said a little depressed, "I still want to be ugly like you. I'm so handsome. I attract bees and butterflies wherever I go. I'm almost bored to death."

"If you say anything else, there will be nothing you can do, brother." Chen Jun made an ugly face.

"Okay, okay, stop talking, stop talking, drink."

Wang Ming wanted to laugh but suppressed it. Then, as if he remembered something, he asked: "By the way, have you caught the four murderers who killed the young city lord?"

"I didn't catch it, but it's equivalent to catching it." Chen Jun said in a low voice: "Those murderers didn't leave any traces, so I had to temporarily go to the bullshit Strong Inn and arrested four people with quite aura fluctuations.

Anyway, no one has witnessed the lineup of murderers, passers-by only know what the state is."

"Isn't there something wrong with this?"

Wang Ming said displeasedly: "Although you and I have both entered the rank, but who didn't come from a weak place and just arrested four innocent people from the wilderness to take the blame? Alas, let's let them go."

"Let it go?"

Chen Jun shook his head and said: "To put it simply, if I let them go, the city lord will not let me go. You will only say sarcastic words if the task of arresting them is not on you."

"Forget it, you can drink this wine yourself, I'll go back."

Wang Ming ignored Chen Jun's expression, stood up and left.

"Go, go, go, all go."

Chen Jun smashed the two wine jars to pieces.

…

But Wang Ming, after leaving, went directly to the prison.

"Lord Wang."

The jailer saluted respectfully.

"Where is the murderer that Brother Chen captured? Where is he being held?" Wang Ming asked expressionlessly.

"Your Majesty King Qi, it's in the death row area inside." the jailer replied.

"Take me in."

Wang Ming said matter-of-factly: "The city lord has decided to execute them tonight."

"good."

The jailer leads the way.

After a while, Wang Ming arrived at the death row area. He looked at the four monks in the wilderness and said in a cold and arrogant voice: "Get up, don't pretend to be dead, I will send you on your way."

The jailers opened the magic circle on the cell door and pushed and kicked four innocent monks, including Zhao Fan, out.

"This Wang Ming is pretty good."

Zhao Fan looked at the handsome man who was pretending to pass on the imperial edict, and he thought highly of it, because he obviously came secretly to let him go. This was his compassion for the weak.

The other three monks, who didn't know the truth, were frightened and looked pale.

Without saying a word, Wang Ming released his magic power, turning it into a rope to wrap around the four monks in the wilderness, and walked in front to hold them.

After he left the boss, he first pretended to walk for a short distance in the direction of the core residence, and then took a detour through a highly concealed path to the small door on the west side of the mansion.

Wang Ming sighed, took out the Yuan Bing, cut off the restraints on everyone, and said, "You go, it's best to leave Shenhuo City within one stick of incense, otherwise, there is no guarantee that you will be captured again."

"ah?"

"Sir, do you really want to let us go?"

"Thank you, thank you!"

The old man in the holy realm and the young girl Wu Zun, the middle-aged Wu Zun had already accepted his fate to face death, but unexpectedly, in a twist of events, he was let go!

They saluted gratefully and began to escape without looking back.

Only Zhao Fan stood still and did not move. He looked at Wang Ming and said, "Your Excellency, you released the criminal who killed the young city lord privately. Aren't you afraid of the wrath of the city lord?"

Wang Ming spread his hands and said, "I just can't stand all the nonsense, so I let you go privately. If I don't leave, I will regret it."

The next moment, what stunned him was that the young man said this, "Then don't leave, just take me back."

Wang Ming was stunned for a moment, "Are you tired of living?"

"no."

Zhao Fan said with a smile: "I don't like to see good people not getting rewarded."

"you……"

Wang Ming said with a complicated expression: "That's silly."

Zhao Fan smiled indifferently. In an instant, his soul power surged, isolating a five-meter radius, and then released his own aura fluctuations.

Although there was no pressure on Wang Ming, the other party still felt that the figure in front of him was like a huge mountain that was unattainable, standing here...

"What?"

Wang Ming seemed to have turned to stone. He lost his voice in shock and said: "This aura wave is more powerful than the city lord's. You...your real rank is at least the middle stage of Xuan rank, right?"

"Um."

Zhao Fan smiled and nodded.

"senior."

Wang Ming saluted with neither humility nor arrogance: "I have offended you many times before, please forgive me for my blindness."

"Don't blame those who don't know."

After Zhao Fan finished speaking, his aura fluctuated and returned to the martial arts master, and his soul power also disappeared.

Wang Ming said with some restraint: "Senior, Chen Jun had no choice but to arrest people randomly. Please don't kill him in anger. After all, if he fails to catch the murderer, he will be killed by the city lord in anger."

"I can't tell that he is so important to you." Zhao Fan looked at the former in confusion.
To be continued...