Sure enough, to be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself, and this sentence is not wrong at all.

In the first place, she should have punched him in the head!

Yan Mansion, Yan Changren!

Han Bing unexpectedly looked at the Ran family's army, which had already surrounded the Yan Mansion.

When Ran Jiajun saw her arrival, he showed a long-lost smile.

She stepped into the brightly lit Yan Mansion compound and saw Ran Zongyan sitting in the middle, and Yan Wenkang, the secretary of the military department, who was fully armed and standing opposite him.

Seeing her appearance, Yan Wenkang's pupils contracted rapidly, and this evil star was really still there.

"Lord Wang, the lower official repeats it again. Yan Changren is not in the mansion, and after the last incident, the lower officials have already expelled him from the mansion. ”

"This, this king naturally knows."

How could he not know something that the entire capital knew?

"In that case, what is the so-called matter that the prince brought someone here tonight?"

"Hand over the people, otherwise, destroy your Yan family!"

"The prince has such a big breath! The prince is now in good health, so he gets carried away? No matter how bad the lower officials are, they are also the officials of the imperial court, except for the emperor, who dares to say such big words! ”

"For the sake of the old prince, the lower officials should give the prince a word of advice, and don't act too publicly. In this world, it's not as simple as the prince thinks! ”

"Oh? Isn't Lord Yan as simple as this king sees? ”

"Humph!"

Yan Wenkang raised his chin slightly: "The lower official has been the secretary of the military department for decades, whether it is a private soldier or the army of the imperial city, the people who can be mobilized by the lower official are no less than the Ran family army outside." ”

His tone was very relaxed, but the bruised tendons on the back of his grip on the hilt betrayed his nervousness.

Ran Zongyan didn't continue to pay attention to him, and waved his hand: "Search!" ”

"Yes!"

"Who dare!"

Yan Wenkang waved his hand at the same time, and then the heavily armed soldiers surrounded the secret guards.

Suddenly, the men and horses on both sides fought together.

The battle ended quickly, so fast that Yan Wenkang didn't react at all.

His soldiers, the guards of the upper palace, were as powerless as a child in front of a strong man. He could only watch as the guards rushed into his backyard as if no one was there.

He pulled out the big knife at his waist and rushed towards Ran Zongyan with a wild roar.

Ran Zongyan sat indifferently, without even frowning.

Han Bing, who was about to step into the backyard, turned his head sideways and glanced at Ran Zongyan strangely, there was not a single secret guard left by this man's side, only Yan Liangdong was left.

Where did he get the confidence to stand still?

Even if he has recovered now, Yan Wenkang on the other side is still holding a big knife in his hand, is he ready to resist with his head empty-handed?

Look at it, the knives are almost falling on the top of your head, and you still haven't dodged it?

If he doesn't dodge, he doesn't even have a move to fight back, he shouldn't be scared stupid, right?

Yan Wenkang clenched the socket of his back teeth, and used all the strength of his body in his hands. If Ran Zongyan died, then he still had a chance to live. After all, he wasn't the only one who wanted him dead. But if Ran Zongyan doesn't die, then he will definitely die.

"Ahh

The broadsword fell......

Something strange happened, and his knife could no longer move.

This déjà vu scene made him turn his head slowly, and sure enough, there was the figure standing beside him that made him fearful.

Two more fingers held his broadsword, this kind of shame is already the second time.

But this time, Han Bing didn't leave her hand, and with a slight force of her fingers, Yan Wenkang's big knife broke into two in response......

Then, a delicate hand grabbed him by the throat. Just when he thought he was dying, Han Bing smiled, and her laughter made him feel creepy.

Click...... A strange voice rang out.

Yan Wenkang's eyes widened, he forgot to cry out in pain, forgot to scream.

Han Bing flew with one hand, and with a few understatements, he broke all his hands and legs.

He leaned on the steps like a puddle of mud, but the pain didn't make him faint.

"Master, master......"

There were frightened shouts from all directions, and those people were all members of the Yan Mansion and their subordinates, all of whom were driven to the front yard by the secret guards.

Looking at Yan Wenkang, who was pale and his limbs were hanging weakly, the sound of crying and fright came and went.

As if he hadn't seen anything, Han Bing patted the non-existent ash on his hand and walked towards the backyard.

The corners of Ran Zongyan's pursed lips quietly pulled out a smile......

No...... The secret guards have turned the Yan Mansion upside down, not to mention the traces of the ninth sister, even Yan Changren has not been found.

Han Bing naturally won't believe Yan Wenkang's nonsense, what expelled from the mansion? Didn't you still make a fuss in the market last time because of the robbery of people's girls?

She searched every room in every courtyard, not even the dungeon and warehouse.

After returning to the front yard with her free hands, she didn't say a word, she pulled out the long sword from the thin monkey's waist, and the sword flashed, and a fierce scream sounded.

Yan Wenkang's sister-in-law, Yan Shigao held his bloody arm and lay on the ground and roared.

His voice echoed through the air when another, more tragic screams. Yan Wenkang's second son, Yan Shicheng, also held his bleeding leg and roared on the ground.

Blood flowed endlessly on the ground, slashing across the hearts of all the Yan family.

Han Bing carried a long sword, like a messenger from hell: "What about people? ”

"Who? We don't know...... Ah......h

The tendons and veins of Yan Shigao's two arms, including his two legs, were all broken, and blood gushed out frantically as if he didn't want money.

He began to roll on the ground in pain, and his mouth kept begging for mercy: "I really don't know, I don't know anything." ”

Seeing that no one answered, Han Bing raised his sword again.

Seeing this, Yan Shicheng dragged his broken leg and crawled to Yan Wenkang's side: "Dad, Dad, where is Changren?" Tell her quickly. ”

His fear of the ice had reached an extreme, and he trembled like chaff.

Yan Wenkang looked at his only two remaining sons, and then looked at Ran Zongyan, who was expressionless. He knew that today, no matter what, his Yan family would not be able to escape.

"Bring out your backbone! Don't cry wolf! You're the old man's son! I'd rather die than beg her! ”

In the face of his lofty words, Yan Shigao and Yan Shicheng did not appreciate it at all, they didn't want to die with dignity, they wanted to live!

Yan Shicheng struggled and crawled in front of Han Bing: "Girl, we really don't know. I beg the girl to open up. ”

Han Bing sneered: "What else do I need to be considered open?" Otherwise, do you think these people here will still be alive to talk to me? ”

Not hurting the old and young and the female relatives who have no power to fight back is her final bottom line.

Therefore, the only two young masters in the Yan Mansion now have naturally become her first choice targets.

But someone repeatedly came to break her bottom line, Yan Wenkang's wife, Ruan Shi howled, and pounced on her with a cane.

Han Bing didn't move, but Chen Xiahua did.

With a gentle push, Ruan Shi took a dozen steps backwards, and then fell heavily to the ground, screaming again and again.

At the same time, he kept cursing in his mouth: "The old body is a first-class lady!" The old body is going to skin you! ”

Han Bing raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Thank you for the reminder, I don't know if this peeling is fun or not. ”

She set her playful eyes on Yan Shigao and Yan Shicheng......

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