It won't be an invitation to the urn.

How can there be a feeling of being deceived again.

It seems to be very serious, and everyone will get over it.

Some people asked for leave or were out on duty, but they were directly pulled back.

"Have you tried to gather everyone like this before?" Yan Huan asked Yao Hanqing secretly.

"Yes, about three years ago, I was ordered by His Majesty to purge the gangs in Beijing, and no one knew before I set off. Yao Hanqing replied in a low voice. "It seems that there is something going on this time, early this morning, the adults suddenly left us all in the mansion, only in and out, as if everyone had come, and the people outside had been summoned......"

Suddenly, I shut up and didn't dare to speak.

The above has already appeared, and the atmosphere is solemn and solemn.

The middle and high-level of the black-clothed division are all gathered together, neatly and neatly.

Yan Huan also saw the head of the division for the first time, with a short beard, sharp eyes, and a very majestic appearance.

But......

"Is the head of the division called Lin Changjian?"

Yan Huan was dumbfounded.

He suspected that he had seen a twin, just like the two of them had been last night.

The Black-Cloaked Division was made His Majesty's sword and cleared everything for the Emperor.

Under the leadership of the chief, this saber was driven by the will of the emperor and cut through all injustices.

This is the leader, the will of the Black Cloth Division.

Before Lin Changjian could say anything, the guards next to him suddenly stepped forward to catch a person, and the other party hurriedly shouted that he was wronged.

That person was wearing a thousand households is uniform, there were many black clothes in thousands of households, and Yan Huan was also the first time he had seen this person, and he didn't know what was going on.

"My lord, I have wronged my lord, my lord, why my lord, my lord, my lord, ......my lord,

However, Lin Changjian didn't say a word, but at this time, he stepped forward and pulled out the personal guard's saber and stabbed it in.

Bloody, blood splattered five steps.

The man was held dead, unable to do anything, and the expression on his face became more and more frightened.

In the end, it is not blind to death.

Lin Changjian carried a knife, as if killing a god.

He took a step forward, and the people in front of him took three or five steps back.

"Vomit ......"

Someone couldn't help but spit it out.

Although it can cause unpleasantness on such occasions, in case the head is unpleasant......

He vomited halfway and choked back.

It seems that the only one who can face his aura is Lin Xichao, standing there quietly.

Suddenly, he walked towards Yan Huan.

Yan Huan was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

Originally, he also wanted to give in, but there was a dignity in his heart that stopped him.

No refund!

Today, I have also seen Lin Changjian's skills, if he really wants to kill himself, be prepared to be killed.

He had also seen the people present, and none of them could deal with him.

Not a single one is eligible.

And Yan Huan didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

The commander who had suppressed the limelight of the Zhao family made the lord come to him again.

The faces of the others changed greatly, especially Yao Hanqing, who wanted to say something to make him retreat.

However, under the aura of the head of the division, the others were already afraid.

Those who originally had opinions about him, or who had their own thoughts, were waiting to watch the play.

Glancing at Lin Xichao, the other party seemed to nod lightly at him.

I believe he also felt it, and when Lin Changjian killed others at the beginning, he burst out with murderous energy.

And this time Yan Huan didn't feel it.

Or when he was really doing it, Yan Huan was still sure to kill him.

However, Lin Changjian just walked in front of him, flicked the knife in his hand with a twist of his wrist, and then pinched the back of the knife.

Hand it forward.

This is handing him the handle of the knife so that there will be no misunderstanding.

If only everyone else would have been scared to death.

Yan Huan also took it inexplicably, holding the knife.

What to do.

"Those who fornicate with the enemy will not be forgiven! There is no forgiveness for their crimes!

Another group of guards came out, carrying large boxes one by one.

A large piece of gold and silver treasures poured out, shining brightly and shaking everyone's eyeballs.

This......

All of this was scavenged from this guy's house?

He has so many properties for a thousand households?

Rough visual estimates are already more than a hundred times that of his money.

Suddenly, the others were shocked and frightened, and their faces were full of horror.

Lin Changjian turned around, walked back to his high platform step by step, and said at the same time.

"The imperial history impeached the Black Clothes Division for corruption, abuse of power, forcible seizure, burning, killing, robbing and humiliating ......"

"Your Majesty's will, appoint Yan Huan as the supervision envoy, supervise and thoroughly investigate the top and bottom of the black-clothed division, including the commanding envoy, and have the right to behead the saint in front of the court first......"

Ombudsman?

It seems that Lin Xichao also received the news in advance, after all, the second-in-command.

Others seem to know.

Regular activity keeps things in good shape.

The Blackcoat Division was like a pool of stagnant water, as if it had been rotten for too long.

Originally, Lin Changjian should have cleaned up the moths, was it because he hadn't made a move for too long, and everyone else had forgotten his majesty.

A thousand households, I don't know for the time being, but he is so greedy, and it is shocking that he has so much money in his family.

Lin Changjian couldn't tolerate it anymore, so he didn't hesitate to take action in person.

The others were about to look at Yan Huan.

Why him again.

Yan Huan is no longer in place.

"Ah......h

Someone couldn't help but scream.

Blood splattered out again and fell on the people around them.

Yan Huan suddenly broke out, and it was also a knife to rush up.

He killed Qian Daewoo.

Looking at the shocked expression on the other party's face, the knife in his hand was slightly twisted again.

Blood splattered.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

The others fell backwards and collapsed to the ground.

As if he didn't know Yan Huan, Qian Dayu's subordinates looked at him in horror.

As soon as Yan Huan withdrew the corpse in his hand, those people immediately wept bitterly, and they all rolled and crawled to escape.

Today's two shots have scared many people to the point that their hearts are twitching.

Someone looked at the reaction of the head of the division, only to hear him still say coldly with an expressionless face:

"There can only be one voice in the Black Division, and that is Your Majesty's voice, Your Majesty's will!"