In Ili City in mid-September, even though the sun was shining, it was still a little cold, Mo Fan held Zhang Tianbao tightly as a hostage, and no matter how Zhang Weiguo coerced and lured, he was uncompromising, and things fell into a stalemate.

"I said, senior, is it interesting for you to block me like this? I'm on official business, and no matter how much you mess around, it's useless, and you can't know the law and break the law! If you want to invite me to a big dinner, please change the day, I don't have time today, and I still have a lot of things to do!"

Mo Fan looked at the furious Zhang Weiguo with a smile, and untied Zhang Tianbao's dumb hole with a chuckle, and Zhang Tianbao, who was able to speak, immediately shouted loudly, "Grandpa, you help me kill him, don't take care of me, hurry up and give him to me to pieces..."

As soon as Zhang Tianbao said a few words, his words full of hatred and grief came to an abrupt end, because Mo Fan sealed his dumb hole again, no matter how he shouted, he couldn't make a sound, only a hideous face kept changing expressions.

Obviously his grandson is close at hand, but life and death are not in his hands, Zhang Weiguo, who is angry and angry, roared, "Damn bastard, hurry up and release Tianbao to me, otherwise I will be buried with someone from my clan." ”

Ignoring Zhang Weiguo's gritted teeth expression and threat, Mo Fan smiled with a provocative expression, "Senior, your attitude makes it difficult for me, I don't know if you have the ability to bring the dead back to life? If you don't have this ability, give me a good talk, hehe!"

"You..."

Zhang Weiguo was speechless with anger, and Mo Fan then smiled: "Senior, this is your own grandson, the only relative left in this world, you have to think about it, whether to kill me or save your precious grandson, hehe! My time is precious, don't say those useless ones!"

"You, you, you..."

Puff puff...... Mo Fan vomited blood angrily in a few words, and Zhang Weiguo, who was helpless, felt what it meant to be powerless again, and he had no choice but to compromise with Mo Fan, "Stinky boy, you let Tianbao go, I'll let you leave safely!"

"Really, you count?"

Mo Fan asked Zhang Weiguo with a look of disbelief, sneered and chuckled and continued: "Hehe, you have already done this, you have to show off the majesty of the handsome, let Brother Tianbao suffer in vain, I feel distressed when I look at it, and I take the liberty to ask, are you really my eldest brother's grandfather?"

"You..." Burst... Zhang Weiguo was so angry that he vomited blood again, and he could only stare at Mo Fan with hateful and resentful eyes, if his eyes could kill, Mo Fan would have died many times.

Slowly walking to Shen Jianxin's side, Mo Fan followed his promise and threw Zhang Tianbao to Zhang Weiguo, and said with a smile: "Senior, I have kept my promise, I hope you don't let me down, don't do shameless things, hehe!"

Catching his precious grandson, Zhang Weiguo flew to his mansion without looking back, he kept his promise, but his subordinates didn't have to obey, so Mo Fan's trouble was just the beginning.

The three hundred Shenwu troops surrounding the periphery of the City Lord's Mansion took off their military uniforms with a tacit understanding, threw away the weapons in their hands, and rushed into the City Lord's Mansion with a murderous demeanor, Mo Fan saw this with a mocking face, "What a handsome Zhang, what a Shenwu battalion, it really opened my eyes!"

His city lord's mansion was surrounded like this, Wei Qingshan's face was extremely ugly, he stared at this group of soldiers and roared, "A group of bastards, do you know what you are doing? Do you want to rebel? Shame on being a soldier who wants to hurt his compatriots instead of defending his family and country!"

Since he has made a choice, he will not retreat, Li Jie, who took the lead, looked directly at Wei Qingshan, "City Lord, we have all taken off our military uniforms, just an ordinary person seeking justice for our nephew, we have all sworn in front of the grave of our eldest brother and sister-in-law that we will protect their only bloodline, so if you offend, please Haihan!"

"Stupid! a bunch of retards!"

Wei Qingshan shouted at Li Jie: "This is how you protect him, you just plunged yourself and the entire Shenwu Battalion into injustice, and the Heaven Survey Hall intervened in mundane things, didn't you think about why? If it weren't for the fact that you usually doted on that bastard boy too much, how could things have come to this point." ”

Li Jie and the others were all heartbroken, and they didn't hear Wei Qingshan's kind words and persuasions, and rushed towards Mo Fan with a roar of killing. It is indeed respectable that they keep their promises and are desperate for everything, but the soldiers who are supposed to protect their compatriots should not kill them without distinguishing between right and wrong.

There were many disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion in the Shenwu Camp, and among these people who killed Mo Fan, there were also Shen Jianxin who knew each other, so when he watched them lose themselves, Shen Jianxin stood in front of Mo Fan and scolded loudly, "Presumptuous, it seems that you have all forgotten your identity!"

Maybe Shen Jianxin was too ruthless and fierce when he was a punishment elder, or maybe he was too aggressive, so as soon as he came forward, those who knew him and didn't know him stopped one after another and didn't dare to act rashly.

"Wu Lin has seen Elder Shen!"

"Luo Jin has seen Elder Shen, you, why do you want to help him!"

......

Luo Jin, who had been punished under Shen Jianxin's hands in the past, stepped forward to greet him, Shen Jianxin snorted coldly and said angrily: "A group of waste, cultivating and cultivating, have all cultivated to dogs, did I teach you to bully people and not argue right and wrong? ”

"But..."

"Shut up, but, what a fart!"

Shen Jianxin interrupted Luo Jin's words in a rude manner, he stared at the few of them with an angry look on his face and roared, "After being a soldier for a few years, I forgot what my surname was, as long as the people who came out of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion wrote the door rules for me ten thousand times, otherwise I want you to look good." ”

"Elder, I..."

Luo Jin's weak voice wanted to protest, but Shen Jianxin stared at him coldly and said angrily: "What am I, do you have an opinion? If you beat me, you can not write, otherwise you will write honestly for me, of course, if you leave the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, you can not write, you can choose for yourself!"

Challenging a strong man in the mortal realm is to find abuse by himself, and it is not easy to break away from a sect, even if he votes for another faction, he will be spurned by others, and if he does not die after a set of regulations, he will have to shed his skin, and the cultivation of the original sect will be recovered, so Luo Jin and the others can only obediently write the door rules 10,000 times.

Of the three hundred people who were looking for trouble with Mo Fan, more than 100 of them were related to Wanjian Pavilion, and they were forced by Shen Jianxin to write the door rules one by one, so for a while, the major paper mills in Yili City sold out of paper at once, and a conflict was resolved in this way.

Zhang Weiguo's Marshal Mansion, at this time, the most famous doctors in the city were racking their brains for Zhang Tianbao's injury, but no matter how they treated it, the uprooted little Tianbao could not grow, and Zhang Weiguo, who learned the truth of the matter, was only remorse. But what's the use of remorse?