Chapter Ninety-Eight: Thick Thighs
"Boy, if you don't want to die, don't meddle with your affairs, get out of the way of the uncle!" Feng Er narrowed his eyes and said.
That little girl actually dared to beat him, if he didn't do something to her, he couldn't be worthy of his name as the little overlord of Qinchuan City.
"Brothers, give it to me, whoever can catch that little girl, the uncle will reward him with five hundred gold yuan!"
Under Feng Er's raised arms, his group of fox friends and dog friends immediately surrounded Xue Yan and Feng Jiao.
As soon as Feng Er wanted to beckon the group of fox friends around him to make a move on Xue Yan and Feng Jiao, he saw a flash of golden light in front of him, and Xue Yan took out a waist card from his body and held it up in front of Feng Er's eyes.
Seeing the four words on the waist card clearly, Feng Er couldn't help but weaken his legs.
"Special Envoy of the Inspectorate...... You—You're the Inspector of the Eastern Spiritual Domain?! He couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice.
This...... It's absolutely impossible, right?!
The young man in front of him looked to be in his twenties.
How could there be such a young Ombudsman.
Feng Jiao was also taken aback when she heard the four words of the supervision envoy spoken by Feng Er.
What kind of luck is she?
Just walk around the street and meet a friend who pulls out a knife to help him, all of them are thick thighs!
With Xue Yan's sudden thick thighs by her side, Miss Feng Jiao had an idea in her heart.
That Feng Er, relying on his father's power in the Qinchuan City Immortal Cultivation Association, did a lot of corruption and bribery.
He leads a group of fox friends and dog friends to swagger through the market every day, and he must not have done less things that harm other people's little girls.
Otherwise, when he tried to flirt just now, he couldn't have been so skilled in business......
Since Xue Yan has thick thighs, she might as well be a good person and help the people here in Qinchuan City get rid of this harm.
Just when Feng Er looked at the gold medal and was puzzled, Xue Yan's subordinates in civilian clothes had already gathered around.
"What are you doing?! Do you want to commit the following offenses and be disrespectful to the Inspector Envoy?! One of Xue Yan's subordinates stepped forward as he spoke, and he didn't forget to glance at Feng Jiao.
Hey, this little girl, it seems that three days ago, the girl who was rescued by his family from the door of the ready-to-wear shop.
He remembered that the girl had invited his family to tea.
"Y-You're really an Inspector?!" Feng Er looked at Xue Yan in disbelief and asked.
And at this time, Xue Yan, who had thick thighs, also heard Feng Jiao's transmission.
"Brother Xue, this Feng Er is the second son of the vice president of the Qinchuan City Immortal Cultivation Association......"
Feng Jiao told Xue Yan about Feng Er's acceptance of bribes to modify the immortal cultivation certificate for the murderer Li Run, as well as some of her own speculations.
Xue Yan frowned slightly, looking at Feng Er's gaze becoming a little colder.
He didn't expect that when he was investigating the disappearance of the female cultivator, he would be able to solve a corrupt moth and eliminate a bully who bullied men and women.
"Put this person, as well as his subordinates, all of them to the Qinchuan City Immortal Cultivation Association." Xue Yan commanded lightly to his subordinates.
Hearing this, Feng Er subconsciously trembled.
If his father knew that he was molesting a girl on the street and was seen by the special envoy of the superintendent, his father would have to cut off his daily expenses!!
Now this gentleman doesn't know that what happened to the Feng family this time is not something that can be turned into a big thing and a small thing by stopping his expenses.