"Father, father, help...help me!" Mr. Tang was trembling all over, but blood was flowing to half of his body. However, because he was being driven by the sharp sword on his shoulder, he could only kneel tremblingly.
Dare to move!
In the past, only his Tang family could kill people. Who would have thought that it would be his turn today!
The broken bones and flesh of his shoulder were still stuck with the cold sword, and the pain when he moved it was so painful that he almost fainted.
Ruan looked at her son's miserable appearance.
She finally couldn't help crying and threw herself directly at the feet of Magistrate Tang, hugging his thigh: "Master, just say it, this must be the fault of that bitch Tang Bijun, please let Prince Qin and Concubine Ming go."
Come on! I just said she is a lunatic, you shouldn’t admit it..."
"Pa!" Magistrate Tang slapped Ruan's face fiercely, and said with a ferocious expression: "Shut up! Bijun is your daughter, you are not allowed to talk nonsense!"
Qiao Yan smiled slightly, and the smile was indifferent to the point of cruelty: "Has the quarrel between you two come to an end? Before the quarrel is over, I will send the eldest son back to the west. Anyway, the prefect has many sons, so he doesn't care if there is one more or one less!"
Seeing that he was about to draw his sword and chop the eldest son of the Tang Dynasty on the neck, the Tang magistrate froze. This boss was the most promising successor among his sons: "Wait a minute!"
Before the words fell, I could only hear——
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, like something exploding!
Qiao Yan slashed Mr. Tang's neck with his sword, turned around with his sword and ran towards the room.
Mr. Tang rolled his eyes and fainted completely.
Qiao Yan rushed into the empty room and saw many furnishings falling to the floor, white ash falling all over the floor, especially the bed, which was half collapsed!
Moreover, there were cracks in the walls everywhere.
"Go check it out!" he said coldly.
The four or five men in black who followed him in immediately ran forward and looked around to check the situation.
A man in black said respectfully: "Master, there must be a secret room here. Now half of the secret room may have been blown up. We should be able to find the entrance!"
"That's too slow." Qiao Yan narrowed his eyes, suddenly turned around and went out. He raised his hand and pulled Tang Zhifu's collar, and roughly carried him into the inner room.
Before Magistrate Tang could react, he was thrown directly to the ground by Qiao Yan.
"Uh!" He fell down and squatted down in embarrassment, but saw Qiao Yan stepping on his thigh, which made the flesh on his face tremble with pain - "You——!"
"Prefect Tang, we should have a good chat calmly. If you say a wrong word, I will slice a piece of meat from you and feed it to you."
Qiao Yan curved the corners of his scarlet lips and slowly took the thin knife handed to him by the person next to him.
Seeing Qiao Yan's appearance, Magistrate Tang felt a chill in his heart. He stopped smiling and said with cold eyes, "You will definitely regret what happened today!"
"That's the wrong answer." Qiao Yan smiled helplessly and raised the knife in his hand.
"Ah——!" A shrill scream rang out, and fear and pain finally flashed through Magistrate Tang's cold, narrow eyes!
A quarter of an hour later.
The wall finally slowly opened.
Qiao Yan led people into the room and saw a tall figure lying on the floor of the damaged secret room, with blood on his robe.
There is no doubt that it is Shangguan Hongye, but apart from him, there is no one else.
Qiao Yan squatted down next to him and checked the other person's breathing. Although it was weak, he was still alive!
At the same time, he also saw the scarlet arrow painted in blood on the ground, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
He said coldly: "There is an agency down below. Please invite Prefect Tang in for me!" This chapter has been completed!
