Chapter 179: I want to apply for the Oscar

The huge head rolled to the ground like a football, and the dragon slasher was bound to die, and he only had one chance to use it at the moment, not a second time.

Now this knife is no different from a normal blade.

Ye Tingbai walked to the side of the head and took off the mask, thinking that it must be some hidden master, or even the mastermind behind the scenes, but when he saw this face, he only felt a chill in his back.

This is none other than the eunuch who has been following King Yan, the eunuch whose agility attribute has reached 180,000, which made Ye Tingbai lose all his sense of security.

Before, the official said that His Majesty was angry and wanted to investigate the case thoroughly, but the king inexplicably found an ordinary person to investigate the case, which seemed to make some sense.

King Yan didn't know Ye Tingbai's ability, even if he had the title of a famous detective in the imperial capital, it was just a false name, just an ordinary person.

Why did such an important case come to his head?

Maybe... King Yan didn't want anything to be investigated in this case at all, he just wanted to find a substitute ghost for Ye Tingbai, and it was the emperor who really wanted to investigate this case, and the executor was King Yan.

The director of the Imperial Capital Inspection Department did not even investigate, and said that he could not do anything and would rather be removed from his post than investigate the case, indicating that he may know a little inside information and know that if he takes over this case, he will lose his life.

Compared to life, the black gauze hat is not so important.

Ye Tingbai suddenly panicked, King Yan is the emperor's younger brother, if King Yan stops him from checking, can he still check?

No, it should be asked, is he still alive?

What did he rely on to fight against this king of words, and now he has ridden the tiger and it is difficult for him to ride the tiger, this eunuch was killed by him, and he is also nominally the person in charge of investigating this case, if he does not investigate, he will die in seven days.

If you check it, you may die in less than seven days.

Ye Tingbai: "So what is hidden behind this case is the truth that King Yan especially wants to cover up, and I am working against King Yan when I investigate, so I have to find someone who can suppress King Yan."

That's all that's left... The Emperor. ”

But now with his identity, it is impossible to see the emperor, and even if this matter is reported, it will be suppressed by King Yan, and when the time comes, King Yan will say that it is the personal behavior of this eunuch, and no one can do anything about him.

Ye Tingbai squatted on the ground and pondered for a long time, sighed, and said helplessly: "Since this is the case, it can only make things bigger." ”

Ye Tingbai searched the eunuch's body, found a soft sword around his waist, he took out the soft sword and came to the two unconscious Great Internal Forbidden Army, in this case, the higher the identity of the deceased, the better.

The soft sword stabbed out and pierced the hearts of the two of them, and the two Ouchi forbidden soldiers died on the spot, in a comatose state, their muscles were relaxed, there was no defense, and it was not difficult to kill.

Then Ye Tingbai stained a lot of blood on his body, created some traces of battle, and made up such a thing, which is estimated to have never been seen in this era, and in the face of the assassination of a master of this level, he could not be unscathed.

Ye Tingbai tied all the horses together with ropes, and then put the twelve corpses on the back of the horses, and then skillfully found a branch next to him, put the eunuch's head on the branch, and carried it behind him.

In this way, a ragged man covered with blood returned to the imperial capital, and the ordinary people on the side of the road were dumbfounded, and when they looked closely, there were thirteen corpses, and the most terrifying thing was that the person actually put a human head on his back.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city found out that something was wrong for the first time, a team of ten people stopped Ye Tingbai and took out their weapons, if this kind of team entered the streets of the imperial capital, how much turmoil would it cause, they would lose their heads.

"Who are you?"

Ye Tingbai had a languishing look, his eyes were extremely empty, like a demon returning from hell, and there was a deep wound on his neck that could be seen to the bone, which made people even think that this was a corpse.

Ye Tingbai took out the token of King Yan and held it in front of him, more than a dozen city guards knelt on the spot, Ye Tingbai controlled the sycophants and continued to move forward, this time there was nothing to stop him.

Ye Tingbai was holding the token of King Yan, but behind him was the head of King Yan's personal eunuch, these high-ranking officials in the imperial capital all knew that something was wrong, and every household was closed, so they were afraid of meeting this plague god.

Ye Tingbai did not go to the palace of King Yan, but wandered around the city with these dozen corpses, intentionally or unintentionally, he kept approaching the palace, relying on the convenience of King Yan's order, no one dared to stop him.

Finally, the first person to stop him appeared, and it was King Yan.

The pot-bellied man stood in front of Ye Tingbai alone, and there was endless pressure in his eyes, Ye Tingbai even touched porcelain on the spot, fell off the horse, and spat blood in his mouth, just like not asking for money, he spit out mouthful after mouthful.

King Yan: "What do you mean?" ”

King Yan roared angrily, but the voice was a little louder, but Ye Tingbai immediately lay on the ground again, spit out another mouthful of blood, and the clothes on his body were gradually soaked in red.

When the people next to him saw this scene, they all understood that King Yan was going to kill people.

It can be said that the king is really bitter and can't say it, he is really just louder, and it is impossible for him to kill people and kill people on the streets of this imperial capital to move hastily, this is not his world, this is the imperial capital of the Son of Heaven.

King Yan: "Since you are so seriously injured, come back to Yanfu with me." ”

King Yan naturally waved his sleeves, but Ye Tingbai, who had just stood up, actually lay on the ground again, and this time his legs were broken, and his whole body was covered with blood, like a bloody man.

This time his leg was broken, but it was true, now that he was an ordinary person, the injury of his broken leg could be repaired by nanomachinery, so this bitter plan must be done.

Ye Tingbai: "Ask for the king, surround my life, this case of hanging corpses in the imperial temple, the villain doesn't dare to investigate it again!! ”

Ye Tingbai shouted in a hoarse voice, and the voice spread throughout the street, and the person who was secretly peeping understood it all in his heart, and this King of Words was going to oppose His Majesty.

The case of hanging the corpse in the imperial temple was originally only circulated among high-ranking officials and nobles, but Ye Tingbai's shout would let the entire imperial capital know about it, and let people know that King Yan would not let him investigate.

King Yan was furious: "You bastard, what nonsense are you talking about?!! ”

Ye Tingbai's body that had just stood up fell to the ground again, the blood in his mouth was spurting non-stop, and he was about to breathe out more and take in less air, every time Ye Tingbai vomited blood, it was arranged when King Yan roared angrily, or when he threw his sleeves, it felt like King Yan was attacking him.

At this time, a eunuch hurriedly came and blocked in front of Ye Tingbai.

"Lord Yanwang, killing people in the street, even if it's you, it's not appropriate, right?"

King Yan: "When did I kill someone in the street?" I just asked him two words, it was his own blood that vomited, what does it matter to me? ”