Ren Song choked immediately, sighed suddenly, and said frankly: "I used the Sanhe Gang to accommodate the new Xuanwu Guards. They had no orders, so of course they did not dare to resist the officers and soldiers, so they could only choose to break through."

"How are the casualties? Are there anyone caught?"

"Everyone rushed out, most of them were carrying some minor injuries, and fortunately no one died."

Fengsha was a little disappointed. It would be better if he killed a few people, but he said in a bad manner: "It's good that people are fine. The city inspection department should be in charge of Vice Director Yun. Why are you looking for me?"

The city inspection departments in various places are all under the patrol supervision department. Princess Yunxu is the supervisor of the patrol supervision department. Her country's constables and city inspection soldiers are under her control.

Ren Song turned coldly: "I have contacted Vice Director Yun, and she asked me to tell me that she is not here."

The wind and sand were slightly surprised.

He used Captain Wu to surround Sanhe Wharf, but in fact he was just a time difference. He was sure that Yun Xu could not interfere in the lower class so quickly. Unexpectedly, she refused to even come forward after the disaster.

This girl just broke up with him. Do you still want to turn against Ren Song?

Do you really think that a princess is so important and irreplaceable?

Don’t forget that she has two younger brothers! It’s really aggravated Xuanwu, and it’s not impossible to change personal support.

Ren Song gritted his teeth and bowed deeply: "Please please help me, Mr. Feng."

Whether it is the Suzaku Guard or the Xuanwu Guard, they are all elites cultivated by the four spirits for a lot of energy and hard work, and they are definitely not something that can be obtained by opening their mouths.

This group of Xuanwu Guards is to take over the staff of Xuanwu in Liucheng in the future. The loss of any person is a major loss.

No one died this time, who can guarantee next time?

Can wind and sand be found once, can we find it the second time?

This time it was just a group of soldiers from the city patrol officers and soldiers. Will it be a group of masked masters next time?

It is precisely because of too much uncertainty that it is even more frightening.

Fengsha lazily leaned back to the lounge chair: "I am a idler now, and I have no position or authority, so how can I take office as the chief officer?"

Ren Song's temples were bulging, so his handsome face seemed a little distorted: "It's my fault for all kinds of mistakes. Master Feng Shao has a lot of them, don't bother with me."

"Who dares to argue with you?" Feng Sha snorted: "I couldn't even save a little girl yesterday, and I was not able to do anything to cure the aftermath, so I was powerless!"

Ren Song took a deep breath and suppressed his anger: "Don't worry, Mr. Feng, I will definitely bring the person back."

Still not convinced? Fengsha changed his eyes and said lightly: "Look outside the window, it's dawn, how hard it will be for her to endure that night!"

It is precisely because he is soft-hearted and does not understand the principle that he has to take advantage of all the advantages that he is exiled to Liucheng.

If you make mistakes once, you are young and ignorant, and if you make mistakes twice, you are stupid.

Ren Song's face was full of anger and finally turned into a bitter smile: "If that little maid is bullied, I promise that Guard Zhao will pay twice the price."

Fengsha's eyes began to flash, and she looked like a smile.

"Although I didn't kill the Suzaku Guard yesterday, he died in front of me. If Zhuque insists on pursuing it, I hope the head of the army will say a few good things for me."

Zhuque holds the foreign business, and it is inevitable that there are some unclean parts, so of course he is afraid of Xuanwu's provocation.

If a Zhuque Guard dies, he will be heavy or gentle. As long as Ren Song has a tough attitude, he will definitely be able to be convinced.

"Don't worry, Mr. Feng..."

Ren Song said seriously: "I saw them die of killing each other with my own eyes. I was about to investigate the reasons. I would definitely find out the mastermind behind it and punish them severely."

He was serious but didn't blush, but he was really discouraged.

He thought that he had already occupied the situation and even if the influence of wind and sand was deeply rooted, he could at least compete with each other.

I never expected that I would lose so quickly and miserably, and I didn't even last for a day and was immediately choked on my life gate.

This invisible slap was really painful, and whoever knew it was.

Fengsha nodded, pulled on the thin blanket, covered his head and went to sleep.

Ren Song withdrew with a depressed look on his face. He was about to slam the door heavily, but he saw the wind and sand that seemed to be asleep on the recliner. He couldn't help but shivered. His hands immediately relaxed and closed the door gently.

Fengsha suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed deeply, and there was no joy of victory on his face.

Even if Ren Song fails a hundred times, he can start a hundred and once. Even if Ren Song is killed, Zhang Song and Li Song will come. And he... as long as he loses once, there will be no next time.

No one knows the Four Spirits better than him. This is an extremely powerful and efficient secret sect, with a domineering and arrogant style that is suffocating.

No matter what resistance is encountered, the four spirits will immediately fight back with terrifying strength beyond imagination until they are killed.

Its speed and force are like heaven's punishment.

Liucheng is both a cage and a protection, and the premise is that it does not break the tacit understanding. He cannot violate the bottom line of the Four Spirits. The difficulty is that he does not know where the bottom line is.

It seemed that even though I knew that the thunder pool was full of thunder pools, I would die if I missed it, but the fog was locked in deep fog. I couldn't see the five fingers clearly, and I could only move one step at a time and test it with fear.

This invisible shackle makes people reluctant to let go of their hands to attack, or even dare to let go of their hands to defend.

Just like the fish in the net, it is gradually tightening. The feeling of despair is like cold sea water, spreading across the neck little by little, suffocating.

Struggle may be useless. If you don’t struggle, you will definitely die.

I was sleeping in a hazy way in the backlash, and the sky outside the window seemed to be bright.

The sunlight came in through the window and spread it on her body, just like her wife's soft and warm hands, gently touching her forehead covered with cold sweat.

There was a slight sound, and someone knocked on the door again.

Fengsha woke up and pretended to be confused.

With a creaking sound, a person walked in, and a familiar fragrance penetrated into his nose.

It's actually Yunxu.

The wind and sand couldn't help but be stunned.

Yun Xu walked gently to the edge of the bed, with a veil still hanging on his face. The pair of beautiful contact lenses were like the undercurrent of the river under the moonlight, deep, intense and cold, full of complex emotions.

Fengsha stared at him without saying a word. He wanted to break his mind but couldn't imagine why Yunxu came to find him at this time.

With Yunxu's personality, he would rather make mistakes than run back and bow his head.

So what is she doing?

The two of them looked at each other like cockfighting, and neither of them spoke.

Yunxu finally couldn't help but turn his eyes away and looked out the window of the river. His voice was like a mountain flowing spring, fresh and chilling.

"Do you not understand why I'm looking for you?"

"Yeah~"

Yunxu said slowly in an abnormal tone: "Just yesterday, I was impulsive and killed a deputy envoy of the Dongniao Mission."

Dongniao is one of the seven major countries in the world. It has a vast territory and strong power, especially occupies the main waterways in the lower reaches of the river.

Once the news of the envoy being killed is transmitted back, Chen Liu cannot give a decent explanation, and he may be cut off from the fate of water.

If the materials cannot be transported in and the goods cannot be sold, Chenliu's economy and people's livelihood will suffer severe damage.

This is not without precedent.

In order to calm the anger of Dongniao, no matter how noble Yunxu's identity is, it is useless and he will definitely be sacrificed.
Chapter completed!