Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was like a jade boy, and his smile was full of affinity.

However, in the eyes of Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan, this smile was extremely vicious.

The Lu family's perennial stump son......

Is it so scary?

Lu ...... Lu Shao. ”

Liu Ye squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Zhu Yishan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, he originally wanted to report his family, but in this situation, it is useless to report his family, and even ...... Die faster.

Chen Beixun looked quite iron-clad, sitting on the weedy floor of the cell, closing his eyes and resting.

Even if Lu Fan kills, he is not afraid.

He is not only a member of the Beiluo Chen family, but also a disciple of the Sword Sect, if Lu Fan moves him, what needs to be considered is the Sword Sect, whether it will turn Beiluo City upside down.

Lu Changkong endured and did not move the three major families, which is because of this.

Therefore, Chen Beixun is very calm, and the old god is here.

In this cell, he will not sit for a long time, as long as he does not admit his guilt, Lu Fan will naturally send him back to Chen's mansion obediently.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's breathing voices were low.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, his face was very indifferent.

After killing the Confucians, the iron-blooded army gathered behind Luo Cheng, Luo Cheng gently pressed the knife, and the iron-blooded army also quieted down.

In the cell, the smell of blood was strong, and the intention of killing was rolling.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's legs were already weak.

Chen Beixun's eyes were still closed.

He behaved very calmly, but in fact he was panicked.

Lu Fan's ferocity and decisiveness were beyond his imagination.

These are dozens of famous Confucian scholars, Lu Fan actually said that he would kill them all.

Once it spreads, the whole Great Zhou will shake!

The great Confucianism of the DPRK and China will definitely impeach Lu Fan and impeach Lu Changkong in a frenzied manner.

Finally, in the quiet cell, Lu Fan laughed.

After that, the wheelchair automatically turned in a different direction, and Lu Fan turned his back to Liu Ye, Chen Beixun, and Zhu Yishan.

"I know what your confidence is...... Sword faction, huh?"

"Luo Cheng, hold them. ”

Lu Fan Road.

Luo Cheng took the order and sent someone to escort the three of them.

Yiyue pushed the wheelchair and walked.

Behind him, Luo Cheng led the iron-blooded army to follow, and Liu Ye, Zhu Yishan, and Chen Beixun were all with cold white blades around their necks, so that they didn't dare to make any moves.

got out of the Lufu prison and came to the main axis of North Luo City.

On the long street of North Los Angeles, people who don't know why retreated to both sides of the long street, watching the team with curiosity and awe.

On the long street.

The Iron Blood Army was still stained with the undried blood of the Confucian scholars.

Holding down the sword, the army was lined up in an orderly formation, walking slowly, and every step of the step seemed to make the ground shake.

The group had a clear goal and went straight to the three major families.

The Liu Mansion is a mansion that is comparable to the luxury of the Chen family's mansion.

With a cold look on her face, Yiyue Fox Charm pushed the wheelchair, not in a hurry.

Nie Changqing followed Lu Fan's side with a knife, Ni Yu carried a chessboard on her back and an umbrella, she didn't dare to come out, she knew that Gongzi seemed to be going to do something big.

Luo Cheng led the Iron Blood Army to follow Lu Fan's side.

Before Liu's Mansion, the silence was a little scary.

The group stopped.

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand, raised his eyes slightly, and looked forward lightly.

The door of the Liu family's mansion was closed.

It's like a turtle hiding in its shell.

Suddenly.

On the long street, there was a messy sound, but in the distance, there were black and oppressive people, carrying farm tools and holding firewood knives walking on the wide and long street.

Luo Cheng's eyes froze, and he strode in front of Lu Fan.

Yiyue Fox Charm's face showed a fierce light, and she put her hand on the long whip on her waist.

The Predators also clenched their weapons.

This is a group of people under the merchants, carrying farm tools and firewood knives, gathered together, they are full of righteous indignation, among them there are several Confucian scholars with red eyes, full of righteousness to tell something.

Generally speaking, Lu Fan indiscriminately killed Confucian students, wantonly occupied the industries of North Los Angeles, and displaced the people.

The anger of the masses was mobilized.

All sorts of slogans, shouted loudly.

On both sides of the long street, some people who are not very clear about the truth and like to watch the excitement have also been mobilized, and they have joined the lineup of the crusade.

The lineup, which was originally only a few hundred people, suddenly doubled to almost a thousand.

Thousands of people shouted in unison, and the shouts shook the sky, almost continuously.

It's like a thunderbolt, shocking.

"Bold!"

Luo Cheng pulled out his long knife, glared angrily, and roared.

Yi Yue's face was ugly, and she clenched her long whip.

Nie Changqing was also a little shocked in his heart.

Lu Fan was very indifferent, looking at this group of mobs who seemed to be about to revolt, a little playful.

......

Chen's house.

On a round table of nanmu, delicate wine and delicacies are placed.

A variety of dishes are available.

At the round table, there were several people sitting around, holding wine glasses and staggering chips.

There are several of them, carrying a sword box with a sword hidden in the box, and their temperament is quite fierce.

"The City Lord's Mansion is menacing, but the water can carry the boat and also overturn the boat, in the thirteen counties of the Great Zhou, is there still a lot of people who expose and kill officials?"

"Lu Changkong left the city and entered Beijing, Beiluo City is now ownerless, his son with a crippled leg, he actually dared to swagger through the city, slaughtered famous Confucian students on Beiluo Lake, occupied the Drunken Dust Pavilion, and even arrested the sons of the three families, and did all the bad things......"

"Huh...... He's looking for death. ”

A middle-aged literati with three swords on his back in the sword box drank the wine in his cup in one gulp and said with a light smile.

At the wine table, sneers came and went.

At the wine table, there were the principals of the Liu and Zhu families, many masters of the Sword Sect, and many large and small merchants in Beiluo City that were related to the people's livelihood.

The principals of the Liu and Zhu families had a smile on their faces, and there was a sword sect standing behind the Chen family, and now, Lu Pan directly arrested Liu Ye, Zhu Yishan and Chen Beixun, which is equivalent to completely tearing his face with the three major families.

And they can only use their means to deal with Lu Fan.

They united with large and small merchants, and spent a lot of money to hire the ruffian gangsters in Beiluo City, as well as some idle tenants, to gather people to make trouble on the long street.

It would be better if he could kill Lu Changkong's crippled son in the chaos.

This kind of thing, they are not unfamiliar, now the Great Zhou Dynasty chaos is frequent, and it is not uncommon for local officials of the imperial court to be beaten to death by angry people, of course, most of them are led by the family behind the scenes.

On the round table of Nanmu, everyone looked at each other and smiled, raising their glasses.

......

A black oppressive crowd.

Some of these good-looking ruffians were hired by merchants to do their duty, raising their arms and shouting, which caused the public to feel more and more emotional.

I don't know why, I don't know why the people joined, so that this torrent grew stronger and stronger.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, playing with a chess piece, glanced at the Confucian literati who took the lead, and the corners of his mouth flashed a cold arc.

Hire so many ruffians to make such a big show.

I'm afraid that the three major families are also bleeding heavily.

Chen Beixun, who was being escorted, suddenly laughed.

His hair was blowing in the wind.

"Lu Ping'an, did you see it...... That's the price and the end of moving us!"

"The princes and hundreds of schools have entered the major moats, and Beiluo City will be in charge of the sword faction, this is the general trend of the world, you can't stop it!"

Chen Beixun's smile was awe-inspiring.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan also seemed to see hope, and their eyes lit up.

The waist pole actually straightened up gradually.

It was as if they had found their confidence.

Waiting for Lu Pan to be forced by the pressure brought by the Sword Sect to send them back to the family.

in a wheelchair.

Lu Fan didn't even glance at Chen Beixun.

Just turned his head and looked at Luo Cheng.

"These people...... Guilty?"

Lu Fan said lightly.

Luo Cheng narrowed his eyes, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Lu Fan said what he was going to do next...... It's going to be violent.

So......

Luo Cheng put his hand on the long knife at his waist, raised his head, and looked at the many people, his eyes gradually becoming indifferent.

"Holding a murder weapon and gathering a crowd to rebel is a felony!"

Luo Cheng's words fell.

The long street was a little quieter, and the voices of the noisy people were silenced.

In the middle of the ring, the thousands of people who gathered suddenly became in an uproar.

Ordinary people don't have the courage to bear the charge of treason.

Those people who joined in because of the excitement and wanted to increase the braggadocio were suddenly frightened and pale, and many people ran away with a crawl.

The crowd was much smaller.

Most of the rest are ruffian mobs hired by the three major families and joint merchants.

The Confucian literati led by him trembled in his heart.

Burst into the mouth: "We are waiting for the crowd to gather just to seek justice!" You Lu Ping'an forcibly occupied the Drunken Dust Pavilion, you can occupy the Drunken Dust Pavilion today, and you can occupy other shops and restaurants on other days, this world ...... But there is also the law of the king! This is not a rebellion! The law does not blame the people, but it is a righteous ......."

in a wheelchair.

Lu Fan raised his head, and his gaze fell on the Confucian literati who spoke.

The movement of rubbing the chess pieces is stagnant.

His face was like jade, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, he exhaled a breath, and said lightly:

"If you say you are rebelling, you are rebelling......"

"You are also worthy of justice?"

"Lao Luo, if it is a rebellion, what should it be?"

Luo Cheng's eyes were like torches, and he slowly pulled out the long knife on his waist, and the sound of the blade and scabbard rubbing was piercing.

"Its sin...... Be punished!"

Four words popped out of his mouth.

Lu Fan chuckled.

"That's ...... It's all punished. ”