Xia Weixin had a smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely serious, his body was tense, and he was on full alert.

But Fan Shou glanced at Nan Jinping who was nearby, and raised his hand to stop the rioting flying sword.

Although this old man is old and weak, he is still innate in martial arts, and his innate energy is still there, which should not be underestimated.

"Master Hui Xian, it's better to be merciful."

Fan Shou said calmly:

"The governors are about to sign the "Repair Treaty" with Izumo. At that time, Izumo's masters can come and go as they please. I'm afraid you [Sashimi Kai] will die without a burial place."

Xia Weixin sneered and said, "I don't have to worry about you, Master Fan. If the Izumo beast dares to come, there will be a righteous man who will make it impossible to come back!"

The two faced each other tit for tat, looking at each other coldly.

Xiaocha pricked up her ears and listened closely to their conversation.

At this moment, a motorcade drove over.

Before the car stopped, an official wearing a blue official robe jumped out of the car.

He wore a fourth-grade "lapis lazuli" crown on his head. He looked angry at a corpse in a wheelchair and roared:

"What do you do in the patrol bureau? 300 people died! Such a shocking incident happened in the suburbs. You should all go to jail and be held accountable!"

The rolling sound waves exploded, making the patrol officers present bloody and scolded.

Xiaocha recognized this person as "Zhang Tongpan". Tongpan was in charge of the Public Security Bureau of a province and was the superior of the patrol bureau.

Chen Zhizhong whispered: "The deceased in the wheelchair was Zhang Tongpan's nephew."

Xiaocha immediately knew that Mr. Tongpan must have a lot of land in his house and it was full of opium.

His nephew came to negotiate and was beaten to death by Lu Li.

"Deserved it."
Chapter completed!