The deputy Baihu looked very ugly. He was about to speak immediately, but was stopped by Baihu on the side.
This Baihu is smiling and has a gentle smile on his face, which is in sharp contrast to the deputy Baihu's sad face. It can be seen at a glance that these two people have completely different personalities.
Baihu smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Mr. Gu is serious. We are all colleagues in Jinyiwei. We should all take care of each other. We all act under orders. I hope Mr. Gu will show his respect and make it convenient."
Gu Zhan took a sip of tea and said slowly: "It's not convenient at all. Okay, you guys on the picket team should leave first. It's not time to wash the floor yet. I'm arresting the criminals. If you stay any longer, you'll be fine." Suspected of obstructing official duties!"
Baihu smiled coquettishly and was about to speak when the black-faced Deputy Baihu on the side said coldly: "Now you are suspected of obstructing official duties. Our picket team is directly under the Yunzhou Town Fusi, and all Jin Yiwei must Cooperate unconditionally, you..."
"Fuck you!"
Gu Zhanmeng stood up and smashed the teacup in his hand directly at the Deputy Baihu.
The deputy Baihu was an innate master, with very strong reaction speed and crisis awareness. The moment Gu Zhan smashed the cup, he drew his sword out of its sheath.
However, his hand was just half an inch out of its sheath,
Baihu grabbed him tightly and pushed him back.
There was a "bang" sound,
The tea cup hit the deputy Baihu directly on the forehead, tea and tea leaves were spilled all over his head, and blood was drawn from his forehead.
"Damn it, I'm giving you face, aren't I?" Gu Zhan walked directly to the deputy 100 households and said in a cold voice: "I can't control how arrogant the pickets are in other places. Come to Nancheng to show off for me. You Do you want to die?"
A dignified innate warrior, deputy Baihu of the picket team who met with a higher rank, received a cup from Gu Zhan forcefully. Blood flowed from his forehead. His face was full of anger, but he was held down by Baihu next to him. .
"Lord Gu, calm down, Sir Gu, calm down!"
The picket of hundreds of households hurriedly apologized and said with a smile: "This brother of mine has such a bad temper, does not understand the rules, and has offended many people. Please calm down Mr. Gu Haihan, and I will apologize to you for him."
Gu Zhan snorted coldly, sat back on the chair, slowly stretched out his hand, and said calmly: "I haven't drunk my tea yet."
"Yes yes yes, yes yes yes."
The pickets looked around hurriedly, and soon they came over from a small, closed teahouse on the street with a cup of tea, handed it to Gu Zhan respectfully, and said, "Master Gu, drink slowly."
Gu Zhan took the tea cup and blew it, then raised his head to look at the hundreds of households on picket duty, and said, "Master Liu... I have already said that I am handling the case, what are you picket team still doing here?"
Liu Baihu looked at Rong Hao and his party who were surrounded, all of them were seriously injured and had almost no resistance, and said sarcastically: "Master Gu, you see, this case is almost done. I am also acting on orders. No, just do it for your convenience and leave these people to me..."
"Ha," Gu Zhan sneered and said slowly, "I won't embarrass you, just let Wan Yan come and talk to me."
Liu Baihu looked embarrassed and said, "I'm afraid..."
Just then,
There was a commotion at the end of the street,
The gangsters surrounding him all moved out of the way.
Wan Yan came over with a few people, his signature smile still on his face, and he laughed heartily from a distance. As he walked, he said: "Brother Gu, I heard that you are here A serious crime occurred and people were immediately arranged to provide support. How could there be a misunderstanding?"
Wan Yan's smile was very gentle and his words were very polite. If he didn't know better, he would have thought that he and Gu Zhan were inseparable.
Seeing Wan Yan coming over,
Both the pickets and the Nancheng Jinyiwei people all saluted.
Only Gu Zhan was still sitting on the chair, holding the teacup in one hand and the tea lid in the other, gently fiddling with the tea without even raising his eyelids.
Wan Yan was not embarrassed at all by being ignored, and said with a smile: "Brother Gu, this case is unusual. Jinyiwei's internal personnel used power to cover up the trafficking of Wushisan for others and resisted arrest with force. There were hundreds of households involved. , this matter is not trivial, according to law it should be handed over to the Qianhu Office, where the matter will be interrogated and submitted to the government office for sentencing."
Gu Zhan raised his head slightly, glanced at Wan Yan, and said calmly: "When did I say that there was going to be a trial? The Nancheng Hundred Household Office is indeed not qualified to interrogate hundreds of households, but there is no problem in apprehending the murderer, Wan Qian household?"
Wan Yan said with a smile: "There is no problem in apprehending the culprit, but Nancheng Baihu Office does not have the right to convict people. Now that those involved in the case have stopped resisting, it is the responsibility of Qianhu Office. Don't worry, Mr. Gu If you have merit in apprehending the murderer, I will definitely report it to the Town and Fu Department to ask for merit for Mr. Gu."
As soon as Wan Yan finished speaking,
Rong Hao and others, who were still holding knives, immediately dropped the knives on the ground.
Although Rong Hao knew that the real culprit for today's situation in the Rong family was Wan Yan. It was Wan Yan's calculation that led to this tragic situation. However, Gu Zhan's murderous nature was too terrifying.
He knew very well that if Qian Husuo failed to take him away, Gu Zhan would definitely not show mercy. He only had this way to survive now.
Only when people are alive can they have hope.
He believed that with the power of the Rong family, as long as he was alive, even if he was sentenced to prison, he would have a chance to make a comeback.
Seeing Rong Hao's cooperation, Wan Yan smiled slightly and waved.
Immediately, a group of pickets came forward,
Rong Hao and his party did not resist, and were restrained obediently.
Rong Hao's face was gloomy. When he passed by Gu Zhan, his eyes were filled with hatred.
He knew that the person he should hate the most was not Gu Zhan but Wan Yan, but he did not dare to have any emotions towards Wan Yan at this time, because he was worried that Wan Yan would ignore his displeasure and his life would not be saved, so , he could only transfer all his hatred to Gu Zhan.
Gu Zhan sat on the chair, turned slightly sideways, and chuckled: "Rong Hao, do you remember what I told you?"
Rong Hao was slightly startled.
Gu Zhan said softly: "I said, I wish you a good journey. I always keep my word!"
Rong Hao was shocked and said: "Gu Zhan, I am on the same level as you. Now Master Wan is here, do you still want to use your power to do evil? You..."
There was a soft sound of "Puff".
A flash of sword light passed by, Rong Hao's head rose into the air, and blood washed away like a fountain.
Gu Zhan caught the head with his long sword, looked at Rong Hao's dead expression, and said softly: "In this Nancheng, I want you to die at midnight... Haha... Why do you think you can still live?"
While humming softly, Gu Zhan moved his hand slightly, his head flew up, and with a slight tap of the blade, the head hit Wan Yan directly.
Blood splattered on Wan Yan's face.
Gu Zhan said coldly: "Master Wan, this Rong Hao suddenly acted violently and hurt people, and I have no choice but to kill him. Is that okay? Now I suspect that there is someone in the picket team who colluded with Rong Hao and revealed your identity and identity." Official seal, forged some false files to frame my Nancheng Jinyiwei official, how about I investigate it for you?"
As soon as Gu Zhan finished speaking,
On the long street, riots broke out again,
There was the sound of surging waves, the sound of weapons clashing, the sound of bows and crossbows being loaded, and more bursts of footsteps coming from the long streets and alleys.
