Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Fatal Blow

The atmosphere in front of the Royal Finger Tianjiao Gate was solemn, and as soon as Zhou Shao'an's ironic words came out, Zhao Wouji's face stiffened, and everyone around him didn't dare to speak.

Zao Wou-Ki had never seen this kind of stunned youth, he was already enough to give him face, he accommodated him step by step, and gave him steps, but there seemed to be something wrong with this person's brain circuit? I'm afraid that he was a mentally retarded child, right? How did this kind of person survive until now? I don't even know the most basic communication etiquette.

Zhou Shaoan was also very angry in his heart, he originally summoned Qin Shi Huang by himself, and he was ready to talk to him and turn around. I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing, it's really disgusting.

"What's wrong, why don't you fight?" Ying Zheng, who had finally finished eating everything on the table, walked out and asked when Zhou Shaoan and Zao Wou-Ki looked at each other.

Zhou Shaoan rolled his eyes, glared at him and said, "You still said that you caused the trouble." You're really my uncle. ”

It's just that Ying Zheng didn't care what he said, he just said to himself: "Oh, don't be impatient, what's here, if it doesn't work, kill it, break it." ”

Zhou Shao'an listened to his words and thought about it, and felt that what His Majesty the First Emperor said was not wrong, now is not when he just came over, Zhou Weiyang has consolidated the imperial power, although the local state capitals are not under her control, but the big array of this imperial city is still under her control, it can be said that it is useless for the king of heaven to come down in the imperial city, so what else do you need to be afraid of?

Looking at the old bustard who had been taken away, Zhou Shaoan looked at Zhao Wouji, who had already lowered his face, and said directly: "Lord Zhao, I will report the merits to Your Majesty, but I just hope that when the time comes, you can explain to Her Majesty why your son, a common man with no power or office, can actually command the city defense army?"

Zhao Wouji was also annoyed at this time, he had a series of low postures from the beginning, hoping that this little white face could look at his face and not make a big deal about it, but he didn't expect that he had already done enough posture, and this little white face still looked like he didn't eat oil and salt.

It seems that his son was beaten for nothing, so he is not used to him, or is it better to strike first, and I don't believe that His Majesty can do something to kill the minister for a little white face?

In fact, what Zao Wou-Ki didn't know was that Zhou Shao'an was originally the empress's own brother, and he definitely couldn't bear to do something that endangered the imperial power. If he changes to any other courtier, he is afraid that the official department will open his mouth, then no matter what, he will be given a face and the matter will be suppressed. All this can only be blamed on his bad luck, but he ran into Zhou Shaoan, the vested interest of the imperial power.

"Papapa" Zao Wou-Ki applauded and said: "Lord Cai is really good at beating up, as a court official, he is actually openly prostituting prostitutes, and he has failed the emperor's grace, and he is here to investigate the scum of the court like you." ”

Zhou Shaoan was really shocked, he had seen shameless, but he had never seen such shamelessness. In broad daylight, he actually reversed black and white in a grand manner, and hit a rake.

"You fart, dare to reverse black and white like this, follow me to your majesty and make it clear. Zhou Shaoan trembled at his words.

Zhao Wuji's face turned grim, and he said: "For a scum like you in the court, there are things that have failed the emperor's favor, and you still want to see Your Majesty again?"

Zhao Wuji looked at Zhou Shao'an's appearance of wanting to defend himself, snorted coldly, and said to the many family guards behind him in a faster tone: "Come on, arrest this scum of the court who has the emperor's grace, the court, and the shamelessness, and send it back to Dali Temple for strict examination." ”

"Yes" After Zao Wou-Ki finished speaking, everyone behind him flew towards Zhou Shao'an like a vicious dog pounced, watching these lackeys raised by Zao Wou-Ki pounce on him, and Zhou Shao'an no longer spared.

These people are no better than those soldiers, but they are afraid that they will follow this Zao Wou-Ki on weekdays and act as a blessing. At this time, when he heard Zhao Wouji's orders, he was ruthless to Zhou Shaoan, but these people's so-called ruthlessness seemed to Zhou Shaoan like a three-year-old child.

For these doglegs who rely on brute force to bully ordinary people on weekdays, Zhou Shaoan is unceremonious, does not use cultivation, and uses the other way to give back to the other, relying only on their own strength to make these dogs deeply understand the feelings of the people they bully on weekdays.

A minute later, Zao Wou-Ki looked at the dog's legs rolling all over the ground and felt a burst of annoyance, although he already knew that Zhou Shao'an must have cultivated himself, and these wastes would definitely not be people's opponents, just watching dozens of people not stick to it for even a minute, it still made him feel annoyed, although his goal had been achieved.

Just after Zhou Shaoan had just broken the legs of this group of dogs, he suddenly felt that the person who was secretly observing him just now had made a move, and a murderous aura went straight to his neck, Zhou Shaoan didn't dare to be careless, and instantly lowered his head and leaned back.

It's just that what Zhou Shao'an didn't expect was that the attacker seemed to have expected Zhou Shao'an to have this reaction, and made a false move, and in an instant, this direct killing intent also hit with the direction of his fall, Zhou Shao'an was about to fall in mid-air at this time, and he couldn't be forced, seeing a white light stabbing directly at Zhou Shao'an's neck, Zhou Shao'an could already feel the cold and piercing chill of the blade, and a slight tingling sensation on his neck surged up.

I still haven't been able to prevent it, I'm still too tender after all, and I have too little fighting experience. Are you going to die?" Zhou Shao'an closed his eyes, and Wu Yishu's face couldn't help but appear in front of him, and the girl smiled slightly and said softly: "When you can defeat me, you will make your promise as a Taoist couple." ”

As soon as the picture turned, Lin Susu's figure appeared in front of him again, and the master, who was always crazy, rolled up his sleeves and said loudly: "You dare to move, the disciple of the old lady? ”

Unconsciously, tears have wet his eyes, I don't want to die, I still have the girl I like to chase, I still have a teacher who hasn't repaid, I still have a little sister who is reluctant to leave it, I ......

"Hey, why haven't you felt the tearing sensation of the blade cutting through your throat for so long?" Zhou Shaoan finally opened his eyes when he felt that he had recalled all the people he missed and the people he couldn't let go, and still didn't feel the pain.

Just this time he opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him surprised him even more. I saw a big head of His Majesty the First Emperor appearing on top of my head.

"Damn, what is it?, is there anything so terrible in hell?" Zhou Shao'an quickly got up and scolded loudly to vent the horror in his heart.

"Eh, I shouldn't have saved you a melon skin, let you die directly with a melon skin, and scolded your forehead as soon as you opened your eyes. ”

When Zhou Shaoan heard this, he saw clearly that he was watching Yingzheng just now, and what he meant by hearing him seemed to be that he saved himself. It's just that his reaction just now was indeed a bit too much, Zhou Shaoan looked at Ying Zheng with an aggrieved face and was a little uncertain: asked, "You saved me just now?"

Hearing Zhou Shao'an's words, Ying Zheng replied with an angry face: "It's not an eh, it's still a ghost?

Zhou Shao'an followed his words and looked around, only to see that everyone present at this time was looking at his side with a ghostly expression, including Zao Wouji, and next to him who was lying down just now, a man dressed in black and masked in black sand was lying on the ground at this time, seeing that there was only qi out, no incoming qi, half of the dagger was inserted in his chest, and the other half of the dagger was thrown on the ground next to him.

Judging from the situation at the scene, it is obvious that this masked man lying on the ground is only afraid that he is the assassin who wanted to kill Zhou Shao just now. It's just that I don't know what's going on, and in the blink of an eye, I actually turned into a dying appearance and lay on the ground.

"What's going on?" Seeing this scene, Zhou Shaoan couldn't help but ask curiously.

"What's going on?" Ying Zheng didn't understand the meaning of Zhou Shaoan's question.

Zhou Shao'an saw that Ying Zheng didn't know what he meant, but he still patiently explained: "I mean, how did you stop this assassin? With such a fast speed, I'm afraid it's not convenient for Yuanying masters to stop it." ”