Wu Zhi shrugged: "I didn't say I wanted to kill you."
The other party's expression changed slightly, but he didn't expect that Wu Zhi's conversation would change.
He asked again: "Then what do you want to do?"
Wu Zhi's smile did not diminish: "I just came to confirm one thing. The person who is manipulating you behind the scenes is the so-called Prince Li Tang, Li Xuanye, who is hiding in a small island country, right?"
The middle-aged man was about to respond when another shout came from the side: "How dare you, this is the prefect's yamen, how can I allow you to run wild here!"
But I saw Ma Han, the prefect of Yangzhou, rushing in with a group of officers and soldiers cheering.
When Wu Zhi saw this, the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, and he slowly turned his head to look at everyone.
Ma Han is the prefect of Yangzhou, and he habitually displays his official authority: "Wuzhi, this is the prefect's Yamen, you..."
"Shut up!"
A cold light flashed in Wu Zhi's eyes, and he uttered coldly: "What a shame for me, my special mother. Believe it or not, I will send someone with 200,000 troops tomorrow to destroy you in Yangzhou!?"
If others say this, I'm afraid it will make others laugh.
But as soon as Wu Zhi said these words, the people who were still so angry suddenly became stagnant in breathing and became as quiet as a chilling cicada!
Because everyone knows that Wu Zhi is capable of such a thing!
Wu Zhi turned to the middle-aged man and asked again.
"I just want an answer, yes or no?"
The middle-aged man hesitated again and again, then asked: "If I tell you, will you really let us go?"
Wu Zhi grinned: "Don't worry, I won't kill them all."
"And I also know a young lady who is from the same family as you, but she has nine tails on her butt."
As soon as Wu Zhi said these words, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be shocked.
"Have you met our ancestor?"
Wu Zhi blinked and started subconsciously: "Why, this ancestor you said is a nine-tailed fox?"
"That's right!" The middle-aged man looked extremely excited.
"Li Xuanye has always promised that as long as we obey his orders, we will be able to unblock our ancestor and let her return to the world."
The corner of Wu Zhi's mouth twitched involuntarily. The other person kept saying "ancestor". He always thought it was a man, but he didn't expect it to be Tamamo.
Wu Zhi couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Oh, he is a bastard after all. This is so unethical."
"It's okay to lie to people, but you can even lie to monsters, tsk tsk tsk."
"As the old saying goes, if you post a picture without planting chrysanthemums, thousands of people will poke you; if you say half a good thing, it will be chopped into garlic when you are too lazy to do it. This Li Xuanye's behavior is not authentic, not authentic."
"The relationship between the Nine-tailed Fox and him is like fire and water, so how can he help? Besides, the Nine-tailed Fox has already..."
Wu Zhi knew this well, so he only spoke half of his words, turned around and left.
The middle-aged man became anxious immediately. All they did was to revitalize their clan.
Now that he finally heard the information about his ancestor, he naturally refused to let Wu Zhi go.
He quickly caught up with Wu Zhi, and Ma Han wanted to stop him, but Wu Zhi, who had already walked far away, suddenly stopped and looked at Lin Daojiu.
Seeing Lin Daojiu nodding, Wu Zhi stretched out a finger and wrote "Demolish" with his finger on the wall of a courtyard, and also drew a circle.
When everyone was confused about Wu Zhi's behavior, Wu Zhi let out a deafening shout.
"Big three yuan!!"
Following Wu Zhi's shout, powerful energy swept across like a stormy sea, and in an instant.
Thousands of buildings collapsed, and countless people flew away screaming.
If Wu Zhi hadn't saved his hand, the scene would have been even more tragic.
At this time, Wu Zhi was no longer as playful and cynical as usual.
He was murderous, just like a murderous god from the underworld, with a terrifying aura all over his body that made people afraid to look directly at him.
He stared straight at Ma Han and spoke out with his inner strength, word by word, like a fist, hitting Ma Han's chest.