Looking at the menacing guards behind Fan Xiwen, the bustard's first reaction was that the group in front of him was the subordinate of the small county commander in front of him. Because the costumes of the swordsmen behind Fan Xiwen were really similar to the costumes of the gang of people who came to make trouble in front of him, the old bustard immediately turned his suspicious eyes on Fan Xiwen.

Now that I heard Fan Xiwen say that he came to study himself, he completely listed Fan Xiwen as the object of suspicion. It's just that no matter how small the official position of the county order is, he is also an official of the imperial court, so don't treat the county order as an official. So, it's a matter of evidence.

"My lord, I don't know about this small matter." The old bustard can only refuse to admit it now, if Fan Xiwen knew that this matter was spread from her Qunfang Pavilion, then the two teams of swordsmen behind him would draw their swords and face each other.

Now the first floor of Qunfang Pavilion is not much better than the refugee camp, but the second floor is different. Although the things on the first floor are beautiful, all the value of gallstones is on the second floor, and there are so many flowery girls on the second floor, the old bustard can't guarantee that nothing will happen between them.

"Oh, in this way, it seems that the second floor of this group of Fang Pavilion is so good that it is probably going to be like a refugee camp." Fan Xiwen's face was cold, do you want to look at people as three-year-old children? "Well, that's a good suggestion, let's make the second floor a refugee camp." Fan Xiwen said to herself, the meaning of the threat was self-evident.

The old bustard's face was bitter, and Yuan Shao's face was pale.

"Don't you think of Ben? Fan Le'an. Yuan Shao said angrily, and even put the identity between Fan Xiwen and himself. Yes, Yuan Shao was very dissatisfied. It was not easy to be angry when he thought that he was in the same camp as Fan Xiwen before, but now that he was in front of him, he actually dared to threaten the old bustard and threatened to smash the second floor of Qunfang Pavilion.

Fan Xiwen's threat reminded Yuan Shao of the hooligans who smashed things just now and the hooligan leader who made him so embarrassed, that was his Yuan Shao's old pain. Now that Fan Xiwen is almost equal to bringing up the old things again, Yuan Shao is naturally uncomfortable in his heart, and Yuan Shao is not a broad-minded person.

"I call you an adult, I hope you can understand the current situation, and I don't want to see something unpleasant happen." Fan Xiwen is also a temperamental person, originally Yuan Shao was a straw bag, if Fan Xiwen hadn't seen Yuan Shao is the head snake in the capital, he would have beaten him a long time ago.

"Really? I'm going to see what happens to you. Are the descendants of my Yuan family so easy to bully? Yuan Shao put out the Yuan family to suppress people at every turn, which made Fan Xiwen feel a burst of contempt in his heart.

"You don't have the identity of the Yuan family to speak, aren't you a man? Any idea what this is? Fan Xiwen made an international gesture to Yuan Shao, comparing his middle finger.

"Presumptuous." Although Yuan Shao didn't know what Fan Xiwen's gesture meant, as a gentleman, a famous gentleman in the capital, Yuan Shao felt that he was very manly. And it is because of the support of the Yuan family that Fan Xiwen dares to underestimate himself now, doesn't this mean that he is not a man? Therefore, Yuan Shao was very angry.

However, Yuan Shao didn't make a move, the sword in his hand just kept shaking. It's just that Yuan Shao is not good at handing over the sword net Fan Xiwen's body, because now the people on Fan Xiwen's side can destroy Yuan Shao in minutes. Although Yuan Shao is a straw bag, he is not brain-dead. The current situation is not on his side, and Yuan Shao can only speak as fast as he can.

"You are the fourth and third prince of the Yuan family, but don't yell at me like this, I don't dare that this group of soldiers behind you will let you leave alive." Fan Xiwen was really angry this time, even if this was the capital, he Yuan Shao was not qualified to yell at him like this.

After all, he is also a powerful person who holds military power, and now in front of a group of personal guards under his command, Yuan Shao actually yelled at him Fan Xiwen in front of so many people, you Yuan Shao want face, don't Fan Xiwen want it? Fan Xiwen even looked at his face more heavily than Yuan Shao.

For the sake of his own face, even if Fan Xiwen has a bad relationship with the Yuan family, is Fan Xiwen really afraid of the Yuan family. It's a big deal, I'll take someone back tomorrow, and then I'll call someone back in a few years.

Fan Xiwen is not a good man and a woman, he has always believed in the principle of "face is earned back by his fists", for Yuan Shao's behavior of not giving Fan Xiwen face, Fan Xiwen generally believes in the law of using fists to deal with things. Now just threatening Yuan Shao, Yuan Shao should feel lucky.

When he said this, Fan Xiwen's very attractive eyes burst out with a strong brilliance, which was so lovely. It just looked a little scary, which made Yuan Shao have a tremor from his soul.

"Since I'm here, then you warlords who should have shined in history had better honestly coil your tail, otherwise I don't mind letting you disappear into the long river of history early." This is Fan Xiwen's idea, and it is also Fan Xiwen's original intention when he first came to this troubled era at the end of the Han Dynasty.

In order to survive, one must embark on a path of hegemony. In order not to put your destiny in the hands of others, then you must be strong. Although Le'an is not strong now, it is more than enough to deal with a straw bale. Even if the Yuan family exerts all their strength, Fan Xiwen has a certain degree of certainty that he will not be defeated.

Seeing Fan Xiwen and Yuan Shao fighting each other, the old bustard standing not far away was quite happy in his heart. One of them had someone in his family come here to make trouble in the last month, and the two forces had become hostile, and the other was now looking for trouble for his own. To sum up, in a word, both of them are enemies, and the enemies must be themselves who rejoice in the internal fighting.

"Are you really not afraid of my Yuan family's revenge?" Yuan Shao listened to Fan Xiwen's words, looked at Fan Xiwen's eyes, and actually trembled a little in his heart, and there was a trace of trembling when he spoke.

"If you leave here now, I, Fan Xiwen, can choose not to entangle with you. But if you continue to be entangled like this, this knife has been following Xia Guan for two years, but it has not yet drunk blood. Don't mind getting it excited, right? Nakaro Shomasam. Fan Xiwen deliberately said these words very clearly, which was to remind him that Yuan Shao was an official of the imperial court, and he still had a lot of time to enjoy all this, so don't be rash and put that beautiful day in it.

"Hmph, we'll see." Yuan Shao knew that Fan Xiwen was giving himself a step, so he flicked his sleeves and left a cruel word, and walked away.

"Alright, the world is quiet, the flies are gone, it's time to get down to business." Looking at Yuan Shao's back when he went out, Fan Xiwen's eyes were straight, and he didn't know what he was thinking. However, after Yuan Shao's shadow left Qunfang Pavilion, Fan Xiwen still turned his gaze and aimed at the old bustard.