Thousand Blades of Death

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Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback, after all, it was the official mansion, but he still subconsciously pinched the iron chain with two fingers, and then looked at these people more depressed, "You are from the Yamen?"

The head Yang Yang head stared at Xiaofeng, "You dare to arrest!"

Lu Xiaofeng also glared at him, "Arrest? You talk about it first, what crime did Lu Xiaofeng commit?"

Yang Zaotou sneered: "The bachelor doesn't rub the sand in his eyes, he doesn't tell lies in front of real people, he is afraid of the evidence, what garlic do you still install?"

He was forced to sleep in the wild all night, and he encountered this kind of thing again when he woke up in the morning. He still wanted to question. But behind the counter, seven or eight gorgeously dressed people stood up together, and identified him ugly.

"it's him!"

"Last night, this villain with four eyebrows on my face raped my wife!"

Lu Xiaofeng's eyeballs are about to fall to the ground. This is really something that I dare not to compliment, but the more I dare not to compliment, the richer I am, the wife must be more beautiful. At least a few people here seem to have not expressed his words. Doubt it, did he really **** this man's wife?

But soon, Lu Xiaofeng thought that all this was nonsense.

Because this Yang Yangtou covered all eight major cases at once!

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help crying, "The baggage found in my room? But if I really stole other people's things, would I just put it in the house in such a fair and honest manner? Do I really look so stupid?"

The implication is that these people laughed stupidly.

Yang Shoutou retorted naturally, but another person suddenly said coldly: "It doesn't matter if you kill more people and **** the women, as long as we don't care about this matter, we can still chase away from justice."

Lu Xiaofeng heard it.

In the far corner was a square table with a pot of vegetables and a pot of wine, three old men wearing dark green embroidered robes and wearing white jade and gold crowns, sitting eeriely, two people were drinking tea, Alone drinking.

The three people were watching the landing Xiaofeng, but they soon discovered that Lu Xiaofeng was not actually watching them.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly: "Maybe you are not angry enough to explain to me, what the **** is this?"

He spoke to Ma Yuan, who was sitting in an obscure corner and drinking warm wine.

"Your eyes are good." Ma Yuan put down the glass and gave him a lazy look. "But I suggest you to finish talking with them and make it clear, and wait for me to explain it to you."

Lu Xiaofeng rolled his eyes. These three old people didn't seem to be annoying, but Ma Yuan said that, he also drew his attention back, and swept the three old people vaguely, and they were all masters. Master, such masters on rivers and lakes...

"Several people just said that I committed those cases that are not considered big cases. Can you tell me what is really a big case?" Lu Xiaofeng laughed.

The old man who was drinking looked at Landing Xiaofeng and said coldly: "It doesn't matter what you do, but you shouldn't mess with us!"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Which side are you sacred?"

Green Husband Old Man: "Don't you know?"

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head naturally: "I don't recognize it." Even if he recognizes it, he will say that he doesn't recognize it. Wouldn't he tell him to repeat it with his tongue? It's better to let the other person introduce himself, or maybe he said, everyone's The anger disappeared.

Unfortunately, Lu Xiaofeng's troubles have never been so casual and not so simple.

The old man holding the glass took the glass and slowly sipped his wine. His hands were dry and thin like black claws, and he still had four or five inches long nails and dark green nails.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't seem to see it because he looked at Ma Yuan again.

Ma Yuan stopped drinking and rolled his eyes at Lu Xiaofeng. This guy was in trouble, but he blamed him.

Old man in green robe: "You still don't recognize it now?"

Lu Xiaofeng's mouth is hard, "I don't know."

The old man in green robe sneered—slowly stood up, and everyone saw a face embroidered on the clothes on his chest, with a clear eyebrow and a beautiful face, as if he was a stunning girl. The embroidered on his clothes was actually a monster with a snake head and pupal wings.

Ma Yuantu glanced at her cheek, Queen Mother West? It's a nice pattern, very beautiful.

But for ordinary people, just looking at these tattoos is enough to make them feel cold and very afraid.

When Lu Xiaofeng arrived, he still couldn't seem to see it. He probably didn't sleep well yesterday, and his dark circles were heavy.

Old man in green robe: "Do you recognize it now?"

Lu Xiaofeng: "Still don't know!"

Ma Yuan was about to sigh. This mode of dialogue is really an onlooker, and the two dialogues are fun.

Yan Lupao's dry and thin face seemed to have turned dark green, and suddenly he extended his hand and slammed it on the table, only to hear the sound of "robbing." His five claw-like fingers were all inserted into the table. Here, waiting for him to start again, two or three inches thick wooden table top, there are already five holes.

There was a "wow la la" again, and half of the iron chain fell to the ground. Yang catching his head was so frightened that his hands and feet were soft.

Suddenly there was an unspeakable stench in the room, the three heads came out of the door, and the trousers were soaked.

Of course, Lu Xiaofeng is not good enough to pretend to be invisible again, "Good Kung Fu." He sighed, knowing that he should still stay in Wanmei Villa for a few more days.

In fact, he had looked at the origins of the three weird old men before leaving the factory. Although he was smiling and pinching cold sweat in his hands, of course, Lu Xiaofeng was not so nervous. After all, there was a **** who was not afraid of him. Ma Yuan.

Compared with the Eastern King, who is more powerful than the Western demon?

Suddenly the old man in green robe closed his eyes, looked up to the sky, and whispered slowly, "Few days and ten places, the gods and ghosts, afraid to enter my door, only to obey!"

"Good sentence." Ma Yuan stood up slowly, this place is so stinky, he was no longer in a mood to drink, so he decided to help Lu Xiaofeng stop the trouble, "However, you should probably be straightforward and tell Lu Xiaofeng what he did What provokes you."

"Don't you know?" The old man in green robe sneered, staring at them, and suddenly waved his hand.

There was a strange sound of bamboo blowing in the back yard immediately, such as the mourning cry of the complaining woman, and the crying of the wronged ghost at night.

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