After the Feng family was forced back by the mysterious Dao Sect masters, Han Feng led the people of the Hanging Sword Division back to the Hanging Sword Division of Yunchen Capital.

It's not that I'm really afraid of that Daomen person, but this battle came in a hurry, and the information about each other is not enough, and if we really want to start a full-scale war, there is no chance of victory, so it is better to simply take advantage of this Daomen's intervention and retreat, and seize this good opportunity to bring the Feng family master back to the Hanging Sword Division first, so that Shang can stand for a moment in the next continuous tentative confrontation.

Imprisoned Feng Bo in the prison of the Hanging Sword Division, Han Feng came to the prison to investigate.

As he slowly approached the prison, there was a faint smell of woody decay wafting through the air.

A copper window shines in the hazy sunlight and gilds the contents of the prison.

Feng Bo, who was dressed luxuriously, sat on the straw pile, his eyes closed, and his face was calm and calm.

Seventeen bronze pillars with martial arts spells separating Han Feng and Feng Bo from inside and outside the prison.

Han Feng looked at the imprisoned Feng Bo through the copper pillar with his elbows in his arms, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked:

"The head of the Feng family is really still in a high realm, and he can sit in the prison alone to have this kind of quiet and leisurely feeling~"

Feng Bo opened his eyes and looked at Han Feng who was standing outside the prison, completely without the consciousness of the prisoners:

"Life is about the state of mind, and if the position of the mind is wide enough, then no matter where you are, it should be the center of the universe. ”

"Then I don't know, if something happens to the Feng family, can the Feng family master still have such a transcendent state of mind as he is now?"

Han Feng's eyes lit up during the questioning, and he waited for Feng Bo's reaction with interest.

But Feng Bo didn't seem to be worried at all, sat and tidied up the folds on his clothes, and looked at Han Feng indifferently:

"The Feng family will not encounter accidents, this is where my confidence lies, and it is also the reason why I dare to come to the Hanging Sword Division alone. ”

Han Feng has always had a faint fear of this guy, but he has already locked people up, and Han Feng's jealousy no longer exists, and looking at Feng Bo is a game involving the state of mind, and it is also a confrontation of consciousness.

"Involved in the assassination of the three princes of the imperial court, does the head of the Feng family think that the Feng family will really be better? With the deterrent power of the King of Qi, can he really ensure that the Feng family can sit back and relax in the clouds? Or ...... The Feng family master has so much confidence in the Feng family's Dao Sect master?"

"It's okay~" Feng Bo nodded, smiling a little sly, "Then I would like to ask Master Han to guess...... Evening ...... in the clouds and dust Will it be too peaceful in the near future?"

"Huh?"

Han Feng's eyes narrowed.

"Could it be that the Feng family still has any conspiracy and trickery about to be implemented?"

"Eh~ What is Chief Han talking about? Our Han family has always been law-abiding and cautious in words and deeds, how can there be any conspiracy and tricks? It's just a reminder in the heart of a common man, you can't misunderstand~"

Han Feng looked at this guy with an expressionless face.

For this Feng family master, Han Feng was indeed a little undecided...... Let's kill it here, I'm afraid that the Feng family will make trouble to the imperial court, and when the time comes, the unlucky ones will definitely be their own after their commotion is exposed...... But if Han Feng was to send him back to the Feng family like this...... Then it's even more unlikely.

Leng Leng said:

"Is the Feng family master interested in participating in our Hanging Sword Division torture experience program, it is definitely tailored for you, and it is very comfortable~"

Feng Bo smiled and waved his hand:

"Eh~ It's still not necessary, if Feng goes back with a torture injury, wouldn't it be someone who blames the Hanging Sword Division?"

"Well, the Feng family master has a point, so let's stay here for a few more days, and then come to you when I think about how to provide you with good prison life services~"

After saying that, Han Feng nodded, shook off his clothes, and turned to leave.

Walking out of the prison of the Hanging Sword Division, Liu Minghua was waiting at the door.

Seeing Han Feng come out, Liu Minghua hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How is it?"

Han Feng stopped in front of Liu Minghua, pursed his lips, shrugged his shoulders and said:

"It's no fun, that guy is scheming, cunning, and thick-skinned...... It's almost impossible to pry his mouth open. ”

"So what should I do?"

Liu Minghua unconsciously really, Han Feng was regarded as the pillar of the Yunchen Hanging Sword Division.

Han Feng raised his eyebrows at Liu Minghua and said with a smile: "That's easy to do, do two things." The first thing is to send someone to the Feng family tomorrow, saying that Feng Bo has confessed many evil deeds in prison, so we have to go to the Feng family to investigate and collect evidence. As for the second case, according to Feng Bo, Yunchen is about to fall into chaos, and regardless of the truth or falsity of his words, we need to be prepared for prevention. ”

"In that case, I'll send two more squads to patrol Yunchen at night. ”

Han Feng and Liu Minghua discussed various things, and then left separately.

......

Night.

The fog was thin, but the clouds in the sky were thick at that time.

Fine raindrops fell from the clouds and dust.

Gloomy and graceful, lonely and cool.

The moss spreading through the cracks in the masonry of the streets was getting greener and greener with rain.

The streets are long, and the corners are a faint rain and fog that cannot be dispersed.

A tall figure in a black cloak was in the fog of the rainy night, holding a silver-white chain hammer in his hand, making the sound of chains clashing, and slowly walked from one side to the other.

The sound of chains echoed through the streets, slowly, but like the minute hand of a clock.

This person exudes a primordial will to kill, without majestic martial arts true qi, nor any weird magic blessings, but with this murderous aura, the cloaked man still seems to represent the ultimate terrifying monster.

The rain didn't stop.

In the distance, three drunkards stumbled over their shoulders, and the smell of alcohol emanating from them could not be extinguished even in the rain.

Laughing all the way, the three of them walked in front of each other with the cloaked man.

They were originally drunk and laughing, and they were shrouded in a strong murderous aura, and their backs were clever and a little sober.

"That's ...... What's that?"

One of the drunkards asked drunkenly.

The other replied:

"What, it's a person......"

The third person drank the least, and was also the most sober, feeling a murderous aura so strong that it seemed to have a substance, and his legs and stomach were trembling......

"Let's go......"

However, in the middle of the sentence, the cloaked man rushed over.

Raise the chain hammer in your hand and smash it down.

The first drunkard was hit, half of his head was smashed open, and the mutilated body shook and fell in the rain.

When the other two drunkards saw this, they were so frightened that they ran away.

However, the cloaked man didn't even chase after him, just casually threw out the chain hammer in his hand.

Long chains wrapped around one drunkard's neck, and the hammer smashed the other's head...... It all happened so fast that people didn't have time to react.

Three corpses were trapped on the road in the rain, strange and terrifying.

The cloaked man did not stop, and continued to walk aimlessly in the rain.

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