Lu Fan, sitting in a wheelchair, was like a handsome young man, with a smile full of friendship.

However, in Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's eyes, this smile was extremely vicious.

The Lu family's crippled young man who stays in the door for many years...

So it's so scary?

"Lu...Mr. Lu."

Liu Ye squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying.

Zhu Yishan opened his mouth and wanted to say something. He originally wanted to report to his home, but in this situation, it would be useless to report to his home, and even... he died faster.

Chen Beixun seemed quite strong, sitting upright on the floor of the weeds in the prison cell, closing his eyes to rest.

Even if Lu Fan started a massacre, he was not afraid.

He is not only a member of the Chen family in Beiluo, but also a disciple of the Sword Sect. If Lu Fan touched him, he needed to consider whether the Sword Sect would upend Beiluo City.

Lu Changkong held back and forth the three major families, because of this.

Therefore, Chen Beixun was very calm and the old god was there.

If he has been in this prison cell for a short time, as long as he does not plead guilty, Lu Fan will naturally send him back to Chen's mansion.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's breathing sounds were deeper.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair with a calm expression.

After killing the iron-blooded army of Confucian scholars, they gathered behind Luo Cheng. Luo Cheng gently pressed the knife, and the iron-blooded army also became quiet.

In the cell, the smell of blood is strong and the intention of killing is rolling.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan were already scared and their legs became weak.

Chen Beixun still closed his eyes.

He was very calm, but in fact he was a pity.

Lu Fan's cruelty and decisiveness were beyond his imagination.

These are dozens of Confucian scholars who have made great achievements. Lu Fan actually killed them all if he said he killed them.

Once it is spread, the entire Great Zhou will be shocked!

The great scholars in the court will definitely impeach Lu Fan and impeach Lu Changkong.

Finally, in the quiet cell, Lu Fan laughed.

Then, the wheelchair automatically turned direction, Lu Fan turned his back to Liu Ye, Chen Beixun, and Zhu Yishan and three others.

"I know what your confidence is... the Sword Sect, right?"

"Luo Cheng, escort them."

Lu Fandao.

Luo Cheng received the order and sent someone to escort the three of them.

Yi Yue pushed a wheelchair and walked slowly.

Behind him, Luo Cheng led the Iron Blood Army to follow, and Liu Ye, Zhu Yishan and Chen Beixu were covered with cold blades on their necks, making them afraid to make any moves.

After leaving the Lu Mansion Prison, he came to the main axis street of Beiluo City.

On the long street of Beiluo City, people who were not sure of the situation retreated to both sides of the long street, watching the team with curiosity and awe.

On the long street.

The Iron Blood Army is still stained with the undried blood of Confucian scholars.

Pressing the knife, arranged the army formations in an orderly manner, walking slowly, and every step of step was as if the ground was shaken.

The group had a clear goal and went straight to the three major families.

The Liu Mansion is a mansion with a luxury of the Chen Mansion.

Yi Yue Humei had a cold solemn on her face and was pushing the wheelchair without any rush or slow down.

Nie Changqing followed Lu Fan with a knife, Ni Yu carried a chessboard and an umbrella, and didn't dare to show off her vigor. She knew that the young master seemed to be doing something big.

Luo Cheng led the Iron Blood Army to follow Lu Fan.

Before the Liu Mansion, it was a bit quiet and terrifying.

The group stopped.

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand, raised his eyes slightly, and looked forward slightly.

The gate of the Liu family’s mansion was closed.

It's like a turtle hiding in a shell.

suddenly.

On the long street, there was a messy sound, but in the distance, there were crowds of black people walking on the wide long street with farm tools and hatches.

Luo Cheng's eyes narrowed and he stepped in front of Lu Fan.

Yi Yue Fox Mei's face showed a fierce light, and her proud hand was placed on the long whip around her waist.

The Iron Blood Army also held its weapons tightly.

This is a group of people under the merchants, carrying farm tools and hatches, gathering together. They were filled with righteous indignation. Among them, there were several Confucian scholars with red eyes, talking about something with righteous faces.

Generally speaking, Lu Fan killed Confucian scholars indiscriminately, and wanted to occupy the industry in Beiluo City and displace the people.

The anger of the masses was mobilized.

Various slogans were shouted loudly.

On both sides of the long street, some people who were not very clear about the truth and liked to watch the fun were also mobilized and joined the lineup of siege. If something really happened, there would be a bragging topic in the future.

The lineup of only a few hundred people has doubled at once, almost reaching a thousand people.

Thousands of people shouted together, and the shouts were shocking the sky, almost forming a whole.

It was like a thunder explosion, shocking people.

“Bold!”

Luo Cheng drew out the long sword, glared at him and roared.

Yi Yue looked ugly and she clenched the long whip.

Nie Changqing was also quite shocked.

Lu Fan was very calm and looked at the group of mobs who seemed to be about to revolt, and he was a little fun.

...

Chen Mansion.

On a nanmu round table, exquisite wine and delicacies are placed.

There are a wide variety of dishes.

On the round table, several people sat around, holding wine glasses and drinking.

Several of them were carrying sword boxes, with swords hidden in them, and their temperament was quite sharp.

"The City Lord's Mansion is coming in a fierce manner, but water can carry boats and cover them. Is there little trouble for the people to raise their heads and kill officials in the thirteen counties of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

"Lu Changkong left the city and entered the capital. Beiluo City is now unowned. His son with broken legs dared to show off his city. He massacred famous scholars on Beiluo Lake, occupied Zuichen Pavilion, and even arrested the princes of three families, doing all the bad things..."

"He...he is seeking death."

A middle-aged literati with three swords on the sword box drank all the wine in one gulp and said with a faint smile.

At the wine table, sneering sounds came one after another.

At the dinner table, there were the leaders of Liu and Zhu families, many masters of the Sword Sect, and many merchants in Beiluo City that are related to people's livelihood.

Liu and Zhu families were in charge of the two families with smiles on their faces, and the sword sect stood behind the Chen family. Now, Lu Fan directly arrested Liu Ye, Zhu Yishan and Chen Beixun, which was equivalent to completely tearing the face with the three major families.

And they can only use their means to deal with Lu Fan.

They joined hands with merchants of all sizes and spent a lot of money to hire gangsters in Beiluo City and some idle tenants to gather in the streets to cause trouble.

It would be even better if Lu Changkong could kill his slutty son in chaos.

They are not unfamiliar with this kind of thing. Now chaos in the Great Zhou Dynasty is happening frequently, and local officials in the court have been beaten to death by angry people. Of course, most of them are dominated by the aristocratic family stations.

On the nanmu round table, everyone looked at each other and smiled, raising their glasses and making cups.

...

A crowd of people.

Some of the gangsters who look so scattered are hired by merchants, and they are responsible and cheer up, which makes the public more and more excited.

The people who did not know why and did not know the reason joined, which made the torrent grow stronger and stronger.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair, playing with a chess piece, glanced at the leading Confucian scholar, and a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.
To be continued...