Leaving the inner city, Jiang Fenghao unknowingly entered the backyard of the Fugui Gambling House, where Steward Liao was already waiting.

"Lord Wang."

Jiang Fenghao didn't have any expression on his face, but just asked with his hands behind his back, "What about people?" ”

"Still locked up in the basement," Steward Liao replied, instructed the two guards to watch outside, then picked up the candle on the table, lit it, and walked ahead, "Lord Wang, please come with me." ”

The faint glow of the candle swayed in the slightly damp hallway, and the two walked in the darkness for a few moments before entering a more spacious area.

However, there was nothing in it, and Steward Liao didn't plan to stay here, so he walked directly to a locked iron door and took the key to open the lock.

Unlike the damp and dark outside, the torches burned behind the iron door, and it was very bright and dry. The large space was all made of stones, and there were various torture instruments piled up on the sides, and some of the blood on them had dried up and congealed into a dark brown, apparently some years old.

A wounded man hangs from the left wall with his hands chained, his face hanging and unkempt.

There was an obvious musty smell in the air, mixed with the smell of blood, Jiang Fenghao frowned almost inaudibly, raised his feet and walked over.

The tortured man probably sensed someone approaching, and his arm moved a few times, rattling the iron rope tied to his wrist.

Jiang Fenghao stood still in front of him, squinting his eyes with a cold expression, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Steward Liao was standing next to him, also with a cold face.

I don't know how long it took for the man hanging on the chain to slowly raise his head, look at the two people standing in front of him with a pair of distracted eyes, and finally stop his gaze on Jiang Fenghao.

Wearing a double dragon golden crown, a dark flower moire court dress, coupled with the momentum of the whole body without anger, it is really noble.

Humming from his nose, the man who was no longer a ghost shook his head, looking at him with a mocking look, and wanted to speak, but suddenly remembered that he had already stuffed a cloth ball in his mouth, and he couldn't say a word at all.

Jiang Fenghao looked at Steward Liao, who hurriedly explained, "This guy has a poisonous sac in his mouth, and he is afraid that he will find death and cut off the clues, so he has to do this." ”

Jiang Fenghao snorted, and suddenly stretched out his hand under the man's gaze, only to hear a click, and it was actually his chin off, "Find someone to pull out all his poisonous teeth." ”

Steward Liao obviously saw Jiang Fenghao ruthless, and after being stunned for a moment, he quickly reacted, and hurriedly found someone to come over to help the man hanging on the wall who didn't know whether to live or die to extract his teeth and remove the poison.

Someone brought tea and put it on a simple wooden table in the room, Jiang Fenghao didn't dislike it, just sat at the table and drank tea, without raising his head, as if he regarded the bloodstained figure not far in front of him who was already unable to howl as nothing.

He can treat his own people like a spring breeze, but how can he treat the enemy...... If you want to say that he is cruel and ruthless, there are few people who can compare with him.

Waiting for the two black-clothed men to pull out the teeth of the man on the wall, Jiang Fenghao walked over slowly, and someone next to him immediately pulled the man's hair, forcing him to only raise his head.

If He Xiaoqiao was present at this time, she might not be able to recognize that this was the young and shy kitchen Cai Zhiming she had only met a few months ago.

"Isn't it embarrassing to have the courage to be a martyr, but in the end he can't die?" Jiang Fenghao had a smile on his face, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, it was so cold that it seemed to be able to freeze people alive into ice cubes.

Cai Zhiming smiled, his half-open mouth was dripping with blood, he pursed his mouth suddenly, and spitted hard at Jiang Fenghao.

Jiang Fenghao casually took a step to the side and avoided it, so the spittle mixed with blood and water fell to the ground before he could get out, and slowly seeped into the crack in the stone.

The man in black who was grabbing his hair next to him immediately punched him in the face, Cai Zhiming had already lost his strength, so he could only suffer this punch alive, his mouth opened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Jiang Fenghao continued as if he hadn't seen it, and continued without any ups and downs, "You are hard enough, this king knows that you are not afraid of death, but I don't know what you think about the life and death of your family?" ”

Cai Zhiming's back was cold, his eyes were wide, his cheeks twitched and twisted violently, coupled with the blood stains on his face, he was as hideous as a demon, his toothless lips opened and closed, and he roared in an extremely hoarse voice, "You demon, what did you do to them?" ”

"Do you think about their lives now? Why don't you think about it before you want to be a martyr? Jiang Fenghao didn't answer his question, but still said with a smile, the expression on his face was very evil, "I heard that your five-year-old son is a little supernatural power, he can read and write at the age of one and can endorse books at the age of three, and he is going to study in a private school this year, right?" He's really an ambitious kid, but it's a pity......"

"Kill me, you kill me......" Cai Zhiming looked hateful and wanted to devour Jiang Fenghao alive, and roared desperately, "You kill me, it's none of their business, you kill me!" ”

"Kill you?" Jiang Fenghao had an even more smile on his face, "It's not that cheap, no matter how you say it, you have to see how the old and young in the family are walking in front of you to be enough, you say, right?" ”

Cai Zhiming's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide and he roared heartbreakingly, and his voice kept echoing in the secret room surrounded by boulders, "You are a devil, you are definitely a devil, you will not die well!" ”

"Don't worry, whether I'll die or not will be a matter of the future, but now your family is not so lucky."

Cai Zhiming was simply heartbroken, but he suffered from being tied up his hands and feet, and his whole body strength had been lost, so he could only curse the man in gorgeous clothes on the other side in a series of ways, cursing him for not dying well and never being reborn.

It's a pity that Jiang Fenghao didn't eat his trick at all, just waved his hand and motioned to Steward Liao to go out on errands, "It seems that this martyr doesn't plan to return the lives of his wife and children, so let them go on the road together with their families." ”

Steward Liao's eyes flickered, and after listening to Jiang Fenghao's words, he turned around and went out, and after a while, under Cai Zhiming's shocked gaze, an old man and a young man came in, it was his own old mother and his son who had just turned five!

"Mother! Little Tiger! ”

"Daddy! (Amin!) Although the old and the young looked panicked, there was nothing wrong with them, and when they saw Cai Zhiming, they immediately cried with sorrow.

Steward Liao glanced behind him, and immediately someone stepped forward to pull the old man and the young man away, and at the same time, two bright knives were put on the necks of the two of them, "Master, is it executed now?" ”

Jiang Fenghao's gaze looked in Cai Zhiming's direction lightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was quite dazzling in Cai Zhiming's eyes, "When will the execution be carried out, then we have to see what kind of attitude this martyr has." ”

"What kind of hero is a threat to the elderly and children!" Cai Zhiming stared at his family, but his words were said to Jiang Fenghao, "Despicable and shameless!" ”

"This king has never been a hero, you are right about that." Jiang Fenghao clasped his hands on his chest and smiled idly, and the word scoundrel was clearly written on his face, "How is it?" Do you want me to bring your wife with you? Reunite your family of four? Or ......" Peach Blossom's eyes narrowed, and Jiang Fenghao chuckled, "You've thought it through and decided to tell this king what you know?" ”

Cai Zhiming's hateful gaze fell on Jiang Fenghao, and then he looked at his son next to him, who was obviously frightened, his head hung down, and there was a sharp pain in his heart.

It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this......

After a long time, Cai Zhiming raised his head and closed his eyes vigorously, "Send them all back, as long as they are safe...... I'll tell you what you want to know. ”

"No problem." Jiang Fenghao smiled and waved his hand, and the two black-clothed men who were holding the old woman and the child immediately put their swords back into their sheaths, and sent the two of them out respectfully with their heads down.

After a long time, Jiang Fenghao walked out with a heavy face.

I saw that Steward Liao was waiting outside with Cai Zhiming's mother and son, and when he saw him appear, they all greeted him, and Cai Zhiming's son Xiaohu asked with a smile, "Lord Wang, do your subordinates look like?" ”

Jiang Fenghao circled around him with his hands behind his back, and nodded very pertinently, "Not bad." ”

Since Cai Zhiming can be deceived over, it proves that the disguise kung fu of the two of them is okay.

"Ten taels of silver for one person later, find Manager Liao to get it."

"Thank you, Lord Wang." The old man and the young man laughed a lot when they heard this, and reached out to uncover the skin on their faces, revealing their true faces. The person who played Xiaohu kept twisting his body, his whole body was like a seriously twisted twist gradually relaxing, and the whole person began to slowly grow taller and bigger, and completely turned into a young man of nearly one meter seven or so in a tooth-aching bone impact.

This strange scene fell into the eyes of others as if it were taken for granted, and no one thought it was scary, some just smiled and appreciated.

Leaving the gambling house, Jiang Fenghao went straight back to the palace.

Since Lu Ziqi and Gao Qi'er were both sick in bed, and no one came to disturb them, He Xiaoqiao had a very comfortable life in the past two days.

When Jiang Fenghao arrived at Fengzhu Yayuan, she was squatting in a row under the eaves with Cailian, Hong Fang and others, and even the dark guard armor that squatted on the trees all the year round was torn off the sea to gather the number of people, and each person stuffed a meat bun into her mouth without any image, and everyone ate with a mouth full of oil.

"Yo, you're back?" He Xiaoqiao swallowed the steamed bun with the braised pork in his mouth, and then used his chin to push the direction of the kitchen, and shook the meat bun with his hand, "There are still in the kitchen, go get it yourself." ”

Jiang Fenghao's gaze swept over the entire row of light bulbs next to her, squinting and snorting in warning, everyone immediately scattered with interest, going out of the house, going up the tree, running as if there was a vicious wolf chasing behind him.

After the clearance was completed, the ultimate boss of Changning Wangfu was finally satisfied, Wu Zi floated into the kitchen and took the largest thing called meat bun in the cauldron, lifted the hem of the robe, and squatted next to He Xiaoqiao without caring about the image, and began to enjoy today's lunch in her appearance.