Seeing Yang Fuqing coming to kill himself, the corners of Chen Mo's mouth were slightly hooked, as if this was exactly the situation he wanted to see.

Yang Fuqing's speed was very fast, just when Jiang Wanyou and the others were about to stop him.

I only heard a "bang".

The smell of gunsmoke filled the air.

Everyone only saw a burst of fire spraying on Yang Fuqing's body, and the latter flew out upside down and fell to the ground fiercely when he was still a few feet away from Chen Mo.

"Hiss......"

The jujube red horse under Chen Mo neighed.

"Lord Yang, times have changed."

Chen Mo blew out the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and played with the short gun borrowed from Nanzhen Fusi, and was very satisfied with its power.

Firearms are not exclusive to the Divine Machine Battalion.

Nanzhen Fusi also has it, but there are not as many as the Shenji Battalion.

Moreover, the firearms of Nanzhen Fusi have strict control, and only the hundred-level brocade guards are eligible to borrow them, and they must be returned after they are used up.

The short gun that Chen Mo is using now is driven by true qi, and it is even more powerful, comparable to the Desert Eagle in his previous life.

No matter how strong and fast Yang Fuqing's horizontal kung fu is, can it be faster and stronger than a bullet?

Since he dared to come to arrest people in a grand manner, how could he not be prepared at all.

The brocade guards were a little stunned for a while, they thought that there would be an accident, but they didn't expect it to be the current situation.

The five-rank martial artist was knocked down by a single shot.

"Collusion against the party, resisting arrest, and wanting to kill people with their own hands are all serious crimes." Chen Mo waved his hand: "Arrest people." ”

The biggest disadvantage of this short gun is that it has to be refilled with ammunition when firing a shot, and it cannot be fired in bursts.

And the time to reload the bullet is enough to seven or eight breaths, and for a master, seven or eight breaths is enough to kill several people.

So after firing a shot, Chen Mo pinned the short gun to his waist, pulled out the embroidered spring knife, and shouted: "If you don't want to die, kneel down and tie your hands for me." ”

Those guards of the Yang Mansion were a little frightened when they heard Chen Mo's gunshot.

They are not dead soldiers cultivated by Yang Fuqing, there is no need to sell their lives to Yang Fuqing, watching the Jinyi guards rush up, they all surrendered one by one.

"Let's see if he's dead, if he's not dead, he'll be arrested and taken back to prison." Chen Mo looked at Yang Fuqing, who was lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and said.

"No." Li Wenchuan walked over to check.

Chen Mo rode a horse in front of Yang Shucheng, and the latter also sat down on the ground in fright after his father fell to the ground with the gunshot, and when he saw Chen Mo approaching, Yang Shucheng's mouth trembled a little: "You... What do you want to do? ”

Chen Mo smiled and said, "Send Yang Gongzi to the Imperial Prison to talk." ”

After speaking, he rode a horse and passed straight past Yang Shucheng.

There are a lot of people in Yang's mansion, Yang Fuqing can be said to be a group of wives and concubines, he has been staying in the backyard just now and has not come out, but at this moment, there is such a big movement in front of him, and they all ran out one by one.

Seeing Yang Fuqing who was dragged away, there was still a pool of blood on the ground, and the wives and concubines were so frightened that their faces turned white.

Chen Mo glanced at them and asked them all to take them away.

After that, it's time for everyone to love the house.

One by one, they hold knives, knock here with the handle, touch there, and reflect professionalism everywhere.

There was something wrong with a pillar in front of Li Mufeng's development hall, and when he cut it up, sawdust flew all over the place, and the inside of this pillar was actually hollowed out, and it was full of silver.

"Look, sir." Li Mufeng took out a piece of silver from it and presented it, and said, "Hide the silver in the pillars, this Lord Yang definitely has a ghost in his heart, and this silver must not be serious." ”

After Chen Mo took it, he skillfully put it into his arms, and then said: "The more crimes, the better, check them all." ”

It's not that Chen Mo is so greedy, he doesn't know how to avoid it, so he takes the silver into his arms in front of Li Mufeng.

But if he doesn't take it, the people below won't dare to take it, and after a long time, there will be complaints, and the people's hearts will be scattered, and the team will not be easy to bring.

The environment is like this, and if the people who try to change the environment don't have enough strength, something will happen.

And Chen Mo didn't want to take the initiative to cause trouble.

Yang Fuqing had a lot more silver than he imagined, and as boxes of silver were moved to the courtyard, everyone knew that this raid was not only rich in oil and water, but also a lot of credit.

"My lord, I found a dark room in his study." Zhang Kai hurriedly saw Chen Mo with the people below.

"Dark room?!" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Take me to see." ”

The dark room in the study is set up behind the bookshelf, and the books are used as a cover, which looks very secretive.

But for Jin Yiwei, I don't know how much I found in a dark room like this when I raided the house.

When he opened the dark affair, Chen Mo was taken aback.

The dark room was not stacked with gold and silver, but with a pile of armor.

Chen Mo and Zhang Kai glanced at each other.

In the state of Chu, swords can be worn in public, and the government will not take care of them, but if you dare to hide your armor privately, no matter what the reason, hiding it is equivalent to rebellion, which is a capital crime!

Chen Mo originally thought about how to write Yang Fuqing's confession.

Now it's okay, no need to write it.

Just the private possession of armor is enough for Yang Fuqing to die 10,000 times.

In addition to these armors, there is also a small bookshelf next to it, and the bookshelves are all about some exercises and martial arts.

"Iron cloth shirt, Xuanjie high-grade martial arts."

Chen Mo took it and flipped it a few times.

[Iron cloth shirt, included.] 】

"Breathing technique, the lower grade of the Xuan Rank..."

[Breathing technique, included.] 】

These martial arts, as long as they are touched by Chen Mo and turn a few pages, can be included in the system.

However, these hidden exercises and martial arts, in terms of iron cloth shirts and breathing techniques, were a little tempting to Chen Mo, and the others had no effect on him.

But don't be in vain, this kind of cheap pick-up, even if it's useless, Chen Mo uses the system to include all these things.

Iron cloth shirt, as the name suggests, is a martial art that tempers the flesh.

The horizontal kung fu used by Yang Fuqing just now should be an iron cloth shirt.

And the breath collection technique is to better hide the breath and true qi, to the point of being elusive, suitable for assassination by killers.

In addition, after you finish cultivating, without mobilizing your true qi, even a fifth-grade martial artist who has opened the eyes of heaven will find it difficult to see through your specific cultivation.

Chen Mo was very satisfied with this.

After sealing the Yang Mansion, Chen Mo walked out of it, and the prompt sound of the system sounded in his mind.

[In the first year of Hongcheng, on July 11, you offended Yang Fuqing again because of your attack on Yang Shucheng in the Jiaofang Division, and he was ready to wait for the limelight to pass, and then he entered the palace to sue you. 】

[In the first year of Hongcheng, on July 11, you led people to arrest Yang Fuqing, causing the other party to attack you, and wanted to take you as a hostage to escape here, and you subdued him with one shot. Avoid a calamity and gain 1 attribute point. 】