"Alright, sisters, stop arguing. Feng Jin stepped forward speechlessly to interrupt everyone's insinuating exchange.

The women were silent when they heard this, and they still stared at Ma Monroe angrily, who was quite calm at this time, pouting and sweeping around on everyone, turning a deaf ear in the face of the angry eyes of more than ten Oirans, and was not stunned at all.

Looking at the women who were fighting each other and the war was about to break out, Meng Tian stood up amazingly, with a solemn expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Little sister, cough, cough...... Girls, this situation is by no means a good place for casual chatting.

That gang of thieves dared to be in the police...... Ahem, it is absolutely lawless to dare to openly raise a knife in the Judicial Department!

What we want to discuss now should be how to bring them to justice, a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, so that they can understand what it means that there is reincarnation in heaven and that there is retribution in cause and effect!"

When the words fell, a group of people fell silent, and Chang Nianchun suddenly muttered: "How can this be said so well from your mouth...... There's an inexplicable sense of joy?"

Meng Tiantian's face suddenly collapsed when he heard this, and he no longer had the righteous Ling Ran expression before, and he folded his hands and begged Chang Nianchun: "Uncle Chun, are you still complimentary?" ”

Chang Nianchun waved his hand and said, "Come on, don't call uncle, one sentence and one law, just call me brother." Brother just feels that you shouldn't say this, did you read the lines of these two little brothers?"

As soon as this statement fell into a dream, it was like being struck by lightning and ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, and suddenly the whole person fell into an inexplicable state, and his mouth kept repeating: "I am... I am... I'm ......"

While everyone was talking, the sound of horses' hooves and chariots was heard, and it was not long before the main entrance of the compound opened.

I saw a group of people dressed in red official uniforms, escorting a group of people dressed in black and blue military uniforms into the courtyard one after another.

Just when they found that there were other people in the courtyard, they immediately drew out the long knives at their waists and looked at them with a look of surprise.

At this time, the middle-aged man who was the leader was dressed in a dark official robe, embroidered with three dotted real dragons, and at this time walked towards everyone with a gloomy face, and said in a cold voice: "What kind of thief, dare to steal into the Judicial Bureau!

The middle-aged man walked slowly towards everyone with a group of knife-wielding officers, but after walking in, he seemed to see a ghost, and exclaimed, "This... This... Peach blossoms, peonies, plum blossoms...... Why are you here, what's going on?"

Feng Jin looked at the middle-aged man with a shocked face, his big eyes were full of disgust, and he pouted: "Official, it's quite similar." ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they all looked at Feng Jin, not understanding why he said this, only to see the latter gently take a few steps forward and stand in front of the middle-aged man.

Feng Jin, who was already seven feet tall, was not much shorter than this middle-aged man, only to see him look at this person with a disgusted face, and said softly: "The Sacrifice to the Heavens Ceremony, those who can go up are all ministers above the fourth capital of the realm hall, you are still living in the third capital, you should be a judicial doctor, how can you not sit in the department."

It's true that the streets of Changshui City are closed and locked, but it is impossible that even the official office is empty, presumably the son of Taisheng greeted you in advance.

At this moment, the civil and military officials escorted Ping Xianggong into the city, and when you saw that the situation could not be delayed any longer, you showed up, and casually arrested a few scapegoats who committed the murder, as well as all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Lotus Sect, pretending to be unaware here.

Either the son of the Taisheng will abandon you with you, or you have been hiding in the shadows, but you know everything, which kind of person you are, Your Excellency?"

When the words fell, the eyes of a group of people looking at Feng Jin all changed, and the judicial doctor Xu was annoyed and angry, grabbed Feng Jin's neck, glared at him deadly, and shouted: "Huangkou Xiaoer, you fart! What kind of son of Taisheng, nonsense slandering the Beijing official, do you know that you are dead...... Ah——!h

Before the words fell, a cold light appeared, and the middle-aged man's hand holding Feng Jin's neck suddenly burst into a blood line, which was two or three feet away.

With the middle-aged man's earth-shattering wail, his figure took a few steps back, staring at the cloth-clothed young man behind Feng Jin with a hideous expression.

The cloth-clothed young man shook the trace of blood on the four-foot long sword in his hand, then inserted it back into the sheath, stood in front of Feng Jin, looked at the middle-aged man murderously, and said word by word:

"A scumbag who bends the law for personal gain, how dare you touch my brother with your dirty paws?!"

This cloth-clothed young man is none other than Feng, originally he was still thinking about how a petty official in Sanjing who bent the law for personal gain could dare to do it, but he didn't expect him to be so "bold".

Since childhood, in addition to laughing and playing with Jiang Nange and Yin Bu, no outsider has ever touched a single hair of Feng Jin, seeing this scene, he suddenly surged with blood and angrily drew his sword away, directly picked this person's tendons, and abolished his arm.

The sudden and violent scene made everyone refresh their cognition of this second son of King Ming, Feng, and at this time, after a short period of confusion, the countless knife-wielding officers in the courtyard raised their knives to kill Feng, and bursts of angry reprimands came.

They didn't know Feng's identity, they only knew that he had injured the Sanjing ministers of Great Xia and his immediate superiors in public, so how could they be indifferent to this.

Seeing this scene, Feng Jin couldn't help but panic a little, these agents were innocent, if Feng killed them, it would be evil.

Feng Mou looked at the three-legged cat martial artists who had just stepped into the path of cultivation, and let out a burst of shouts in vain: "I am the son of King Ming of the Feng Clan, which one dares to move?!"

As soon as these words came out, countless agents were uncertain, this young man's words were more terrible than stabbing a hornet's nest, what the hell? A young man in simple cloth said that he was the heir of the top person in the whole world?!

A group of people all stopped at this moment, although it was very bizarre, and they didn't believe it was true at all, but they were still stopped by the words of King Ming of the Feng Clan.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree. There are beings who, though they have nothing to do with their world, are truly with them, standing at the zenith and looking down on them.

Even if the 90% chance is fake, if there is a slight chance, as long as there is no evidence that is quite convincing, they will not dare to gamble.

If the bet is won, they may not be able to beat the young man if they go up, and they will be injured at least and killed in the line of duty.

If the bet is lost, if this young man has a hair that is rubbed off by them, even if the one on the ceiling is silent, it is enough to pick a random "little ghost" below them.

There is no fool who can do things in the hall, they are all adults who need to support their families, and they always need to weigh something.

The officers suddenly stopped, and even a few young and vigorous people, after seeing that everyone had stopped, they no longer stepped forward.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the courtyard was extremely strange, and only the wailing voice of the judicial doctor echoed.

Seeing that everyone was hesitating, the judicial doctor looked very hideous, and shouted violently: "What do you see? How can this young man be the son of King Ming, the son of King Ming is a real dragon!

Hearing this, the agents once again turned their eyes on Feng, with different expressions, and the hands holding the knife slowly tightened a little, wanting to do it again.

At this moment, a coquettish voice came: "Enough! Take down this judicial doctor, put him in prison, and when the battle outside the city is over, I will tell Uncle Yu Shi to try him personally!"