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Looking at the two people who were silent, Wang Heng already understood that they already knew who did it, they were just acting with him, including Zhao Yiming who received the news yesterday, there must be something tricky in it, he didn't say anything more, Turned around and left.

As the saying goes, relying on others is worse than relying on yourself. The two of them are afraid of offending Zhao Leiting, but Wang Heng is not afraid. Not to mention, he didn't believe that Zhao Leiting would fight him to the death for a grandson.

But before that, he had to meet someone to add an insurance policy to himself.

Seeing Wang Heng go out with a blank face, Yan Yuguang couldn't help but said: "My lord, I didn't expect Zhao Yiming to be such a waste, and he was copied in just two days. What should I do now?"

"What should I do? What can I do? It's the same way as before. I don't know, and I don't want to participate." Liu Guangyi looked at the account book at this time, and his face was full of anger, but he was powerless to manage this matter.

"In this way, Yu Guang, now in the name of our second Tu Mowei, you will compensate each of these families who died in battle with one thousand taels of silver." Liu Guangyi finally said weakly.

"My lord! Is this too much? This is hundreds of thousands of taels. Every time we compensate like this, our second Tu Mowei's family is almost empty." Yan Yuguang said eagerly.

"Okay, that's it!" Liu Guangyi waved his hand and asked Yan Yuguang to do it.

"Yes!" Yan Yuguang sighed, turned and left. This has happened countless times. As the front line of Zhenmensi's battle with the demons, the Tumowei is a common occurrence.

Fortunately, the group of beasts only embezzled a small part, and one person embezzled a few hundred taels at most, and there were not many people who died in the line of duty at one time, so the second Tu Mowei could make up for it.

Now, it's turned upside down, and most of it has been stolen. You know, the pension of ordinary demon-slayer guards is 5,000 taels of silver, the senior is 10,000 taels, the deputy captain is 50,000 taels, and the captain is 100,000 taels. There are as many as five captains.

Yan Yuguang stopped thinking about it and went to arrange for someone to send money.

The conversation between the two of them was heard clearly by Wang Heng, and sure enough, the two of them knew everything about it. But the good news is that they didn't participate in it, and even used the second Tumowei's own small treasury to subsidize it many times.

It's a pity that the two of them are obviously unwilling to ruin their own future for others.

Half an hour later, Wang Heng returned to his office room, and asked several captains through tokens, and learned that no one had troubled those who had been embezzled of pension funds yet.

Wang Heng asked the other three teams to keep watching, and asked everyone in the first team to gather at the second Demon Slayer's station.

More than a quarter of an hour later, Wang Heng led dozens of people riding the newly equipped Linma, and headed aggressively towards Zhao Yiming's other courtyard.

All the way through the city, passers-by looked at the unified word "Zhenmo" on their clothes and gave way one after another.

More than half an hour later, the group arrived outside the small manor.

At this time, Zhao Yiming had just got up, had finished washing under the service of two concubines, and was sitting at the dining table preparing to have breakfast.

With a loud "bang!", the gate of the manor was kicked open by the Demon Slaughter Guard, and at the same time the two gatekeepers were also kicked into the door opening, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, lying on the ground moaning.

"Who dares to come here to act wild?" Hearing the sound, two Daoist figures quickly flew over from the backyard, and they were the guards of Zhao Yiming's two Grand Great Master peaks.

"Tu Mowei?" Seeing the person coming, the guard on the left said coldly: "You are so brave, do you know whose place this is? How dare you break in without permission?"

Looking at the two guards at the peak of the Grand Great Master, Wang Heng knew that his subordinates would not be able to take them down in a short time, so he stepped forward directly.

"Whose place? It's just a small vice-master of Zhanfu Hall." Wang Heng replied directly.

"Who are you? Don't you know Mr. Zhao's identity?" Looking at the unfathomable young man in front of them, the two dared not act rashly.

"Second Devil Slayer Guard, Xiang Yu, deputy governor. Tell Zhao Yiming to get out, don't force me to do it, it won't look good then."

"Vice Dutong? The real Gold Core!" Hearing Wang Heng's identity, the two looked at each other and immediately realized that they could not be opponents.

"Lord Xiang, our young master is not here, so I don't know why you are here today? When you come back, we will report the truth and let you personally visit!" The guard on the left immediately cupped fist and saluted.

"Hehe, do you think I look like a fool? Zhou Yan! Search for me, anyone who resists will be killed!" Wang Heng sneered and ordered coldly.

"Yes! Your Excellency." Zhou Yan immediately accepted the order.

"Search with me!"

Thirty-two people immediately divided into three teams and rushed towards the courtyard.

"Stop!"

The faces of the two peak Grand Great Master guards changed suddenly, and they immediately flew towards the three teams.

"Humph! Not wanting face!" Wang Heng snorted coldly, and threw out two five-pole Flying Swords, instantly piercing through the two guards who were still in the air.

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"Plop!" Twice, the bodies of the two fell to the ground, and the three teams continued to rush into the courtyard without stopping.

After a while, there were "bang! bang! bang!" sounds of fights, screams, and women's screams.

In less than ten minutes, the group returned, bringing back more than a dozen maids, twenty guards with bruised noses, and the embarrassed Zhao Yiming and his two concubines.

At this time, in the mid-air between Zhenmensi and this other courtyard, a figure was flying swiftly.

"Zhao Yiming, Mr. Zhao! Come and find out why I came here!" Looking at the embarrassed Zhao Yiming, and the figure who was rushing quickly detected by Shunfeng's ear, Wang Heng decided to let Zhao Yiming die here directly.

"My lord, I don't know, please tell me clearly!" Zhao Yiming's face was ugly, he grew up so big, he had never been beaten by anyone, and he didn't even have a father, and now he was beaten by several demon-slayer guards, it was a great shame.

"Wait, my father will be here soon, and when the time comes, it will be nice to have you!" Zhao Yiming resented in his heart.

"Young Master Zhao is really, you won't cry when you see the coffin!"

With a sound of "snap!", an account book was thrown in front of him.

Looking at the account book in front of him, Zhao Yiming's face changed drastically. He had only read the account book last night, and it was still intact in the secret room, but now...

"Mr. Zhao, I'm waiting for your father to save you. Unfortunately, I can only live in the next life." Looking at the shocked Zhao Yiming, Wang Heng whispered in his ear.

"What do you want to do?"

Wang Heng has already taken out the heavy mountain like a door panel and raised it with one hand.

"Of course, murder." Wang Heng's tone was light.

"Keep people under the sword!"

"Pfft!"

A huge roar came from a hundred meters away, and at the same time came a huge Sword Ray.

It's a pity that Wang Heng was pinching the falling giant sword, which just happened to be sensed by Zhao Qiankun with Mental Energy, so he couldn't save it.

And he sent out a huge Sword Ray, which was also lightly crushed by Wang Heng's other hand.