Behind Fan Zheng and others, dozens of soldiers obviously wearing the armor of the Sima Mansion patrol and officials in the costumes of the yamen runners in the Xianyang Lingfu were rushing to the open road forcibly opened by Fan Zheng and others.
On the snow on the side behind Fan Zheng and others, the spots of red blood dragged a long distance on the white snow, and finally sank into the crowded crowd leaning against both sides of the street.
There are more than five traces of blood sprinkled. In other words, Fan Zheng and the others injured at least five people with a horse whip. But looking at the messy footprints and the rolling marks, Hu Hai didn't know how many people were beingsed in the incident just now.
Trampling and injury or death.
Hu Hai smiled and pointed his hands behind Fan Zheng, but his eyes had become cold.
Fan Zheng looked back and suddenly spitted on the snow and said carelessly: "Bah! Who do I think it is? These are the people? They are also considered as prisoners of the court? I wouldn't give them some courage.
How dare you do me? Waiter, go and drive away these ignorant guys! I am in a good mood today and don’t bother with them. If I don’t know how to be tactful, I will let them be the only one who runs the streets for the rest of their lives.
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"Okay!" The young man who was called waiter by Fan Zheng was obviously also a young man from a noble family, but he was obviously a small family that was dependent on the Fan Mansion. So he simply responded and led the three attendants to the rushing towards Zheng.
The Sima Mansion patrols and the yamen runners under the Xianyang Ling Mansion went up to him.
Fan Zheng seemed not worried at all whether the young man named Waiter could handle the people who patrol the city Sima Mansion. He turned his head and glanced at the Long Bing sisters standing behind Hu Hai with a greedy look and smiled: "It seems that brother."
Tai is really not from Xianyang. How dare you ask me which mansion is Tai from?”
As he said that, Fan Zheng wanted to go forward and hang out with Hu Hai. He was so familiar, obviously he wanted to bring his relationship closer to Hu Hai.
As soon as he took two steps, Fan Zheng's path was blocked.
Long Shiba, whose snowflakes were already falling on his head and blocked Fan Zheng and said coldly: "Stop!"
Fan Zheng didn't expect that a small slave would dare to block his own way directly. Whose slave is so ignorant of his rank? Do I look like a bad person? Is this young master a status?
On the one hand, Fan Zheng's servant saw the young master's way blocked by a big man who was obviously a servant. He thought that the opportunity to show up had come, but five or six people immediately followed, each with a horse whip in his hand. Obviously, they just used this.
The horse whip drove Fan Zheng a way out. Now he wants to deal with Long Shiba again.
Who knew that it would be fine if they didn't move. Just now, they felt a figure in front of them, and a bronze sword that was only more than a foot long had been installed on their necks. The cold and cold air was from the sword blade that could shine.
Through the skin, it reaches the cerebral cortex directly, and the fine goose bumps all over the body instantly spread throughout the body.
"Bold dog slave..."
Everything was developing too fast, and Fan Zheng had not figured out what was going on. Five or six of his subordinates had been put on the blade and he was about to curse him when he opened his mouth. Fan Zheng had encountered this for the first time in more than 20 years in Xianyang.
Something about.
But Fan Zhenggang cursed four words and looked up and saw the noble young man with a handsome face with a faint smile. Although he was still smiling on his face, his deep eyes made Fan Zheng look like a cold water building.
He poured his head down and woke up instantly.
From the eyes of those big men holding sharp blades, Fan Zheng knew that they really could kill people.
A hero will not suffer any loss in front of him!
These people were able to bring weapons into Xianyang City. Either their background was so big that they didn't dare to care about Longwei Mansion or Black Ice Platform, or they used some method to deceive the soldiers at the city gate to inspect it.
In Fan Zheng's opinion, it is obvious that the second possibility is greater.
You should know that even the families of several aristocratic families in Xianyang City cannot have any weapons. The guests must register and make a record with the Black Ice Platform.
So if it is the second possibility, if you go to the Sima Mansion of the City to inform me. As long as you mobilize the people from Longwei Mansion and the Black Ice Platform, wouldn’t these people be unable to fly?
Those two beauties are not ready to be captured by then?
Thinking of this, Fan Zheng's heart was already full of passion! He seemed to have seen the two identical twin beauties moaning softly under him.
Before I knew it, I became hard!
"Check it!" Hu Hai said lightly.
At this moment, more and more people gathered around. Seeing the two people fighting and even more weapons, the noise of the people around them suddenly became louder.
From the moment when the Longwei Guard took out his weapons, Hu Hai discovered that the eyes of the Xianyang people who were originally gloating at Fan Zheng had changed when they looked at them and their group.
It was a look of hostility and suspicion!
No one in Xianyang City can carry weapons. Except for the people from the patrol of the city, the Longwei Mansion, the Black Ice Platform, and even the judges of the yamen runners at the Xianyang Order Mansion carry iron rulers instead of soldiers who have turned the vanguard.
edge.
Obviously, Hu Hai and his group were storming in Xianyang City with weapons, and were regarded as ulterior motives by the people of Xianyang.
Hu Hai spoke, and the guards of Long Guard Mansion naturally had nothing to say. However, the neat and straightforward movement made Fan Zheng's pupils shrink a few times. These people are rare good players!
Although she doesn’t know how to fight, Fan Zheng has never eaten pork and hasn’t seen pig run?
"Haha, the young master's servant is very skilled, very skilled!" Fan Zheng was happy in his heart, and smiled and complimented at Hu Hai. Without moving, Fan Zheng no longer used his brother to make connections.
The better the servant is, the more it proves that these people have ghosts! Then the closer they are to their two beauties, isn’t it?
Fan Zheng never thought about the current emperor at all!
It's not his fault, after all, there was no rumor about the emperor's sub-dress at this time. When the initial emperor's sub-dress almost got dragged to the corner to kill him, which time did the emperor leave the palace without a large army of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops accompany him to guard.
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Hu Hai ignored Fan Zheng because he had seen the young man named Xiaoer walking back.
The soldiers who came in the city patrol the Sima Mansion and a group of yamen runners turned around and left at a hurried speed than when they came. As Fan Zheng said, these people did not dare to do anything to him.
The hot face was pressed against the cold butt again, and a viciousness flashed through Fan Zheng's eyes, who had never been so idle.
Wait, you will kneel on the ground and beg me.
"Uncle Second, he is a bad guy, it's just that he bullies his mother and makes her cry!"
At this time, Fan Ming finally found the opportunity to interrupt, pulled Fan Zheng's trouser legs and pointed at Hu Hai and shouted loudly. Obviously, Fan Ming still remembers the fact that Hu Hai made Su You cry more than a year ago.