martial arts mythology system

Chapter 227 The Bold Plan

"Hey!!! Let go let go!"

"I'm telling you! You'd better let me go before His Highness gets serious with you!"

"If you don't let go, believe it or not, I will sue my royal father to kill your nine clans!"

"I'm serious... Hey! It hurts, hurts, hurts!"

Mo Zhonggan yelled all the way, but Han Feng carried his ears and took him out of the hall of Xuanjian Division. Before going out, Mo Zhonggan looked at his four guards with the expression of a bullied kitten and puppy, hoping to be rescued...

However, the four royal guards who were entrusted by Jun Huaixu all put on a look of watching, pretending not to hear anything.

"Ming Fourteen! Ming Seventeen!"

The third prince's voice gradually approached howling...

"Don't worry about fourteen or seventeen, you are now the youngest in this Xuanjian department ~ there is no face to face ~"

Han Feng's actions were simple and direct, and he directly brought out the poor third prince.

When Han Feng was still a young man in society, Han Feng had a wonderful way of dealing with brats - beating.

Smashed my figurines - beat me up, tore up my novel - beat me up, overturned the coffee table in my house - spanked, yelled and hit people with my hands - beat my head directly.

Even if it’s okay and you can’t see it, you can pull it over and clean it up...Anyway, it’s raining and beating the children-idle is idle.

All the unrighteous and lawless brats can be summed up for one reason - the lack of social beatings.

Of course, the third prince has a noble status, so of course it is impossible for Han Feng to apply his own logic to him. Otherwise, when this matter reaches the emperor's ears, he will probably advance to Xuanjian Division because of his left foot the next day. The gate was pressed into the dungeon by the imperial court to count the mold...

Carrying the third prince, regardless of his shouting all the way, Han Feng led him to the corner of Xuanjian Division.

A wooden hut is silently seated here.

Three or two old men in gray robes came in and out with big brooms.

"Okay~ here~"

Han Feng let go of Mo Zhonggan's ears and nodded in satisfaction.

Looking at the dusty scene here, Mo Zhongqian was filled with disgust and doubts, but these emotions overwhelmed his anger towards Han Feng, and asked subconsciously:

"This is where?"

Han Feng sorted out his clothes formally, and solemnly introduced to Mo Zhonggan:

"My friend, you don't know this, right? This is the cleaning room in the north of Xuanjian Division, and it is an important place to keep the interior of Xuanjian Division clean as new~"

Although Mo Zhonggan was stubborn and unruly, he was not stupid at all. Seeing the scene here, he roughly had a premonition of Han Feng's thoughts. He took a step back and looked at Han Feng warily:
"What exactly do you want to do?"

"In my hometown, there is a kind of punitive reform called labor reform. I have always believed it." Han Feng's palm exudes eight colors of energy, and a powerful breath is constantly exuding, "Please, sir I control the third prince and want me to create a healthy and good new personality for the third prince. I think labor reform is a good way, so please sweep the ground for two months first~"

"Just kidding, my highness, the third prince of the Li country, the future king of Li, how can I sweep the ground for you in this little hanging sword department of yours?"

As Mo Zhonggan spoke, he angrily punched Han Feng.

This punch was majestic and imposing, with a hazy and illusory red-gold dragon shadow, obviously he didn't hold back at all.

After all, Mo Zhonggan is the third prince of Liguo. No matter how stubborn he is, he has already reached the pinnacle of the ninth rank with the accumulation of a lot of resources and martial arts. If this punch really hits an ordinary person, it will kill him .

Passing by Han Feng really didn't intend to spoil him, he slowly raised his hand, and transformed into eight colors of Zhou Liuzheng Qi, and stopped Mo Zhonggan's red gold fist lightly.

Then eight chains of zhenqi in different colors extended the boy's arms into his body, turning into unbreakable zhenqi chains and sealing off Mo Zhonggan's dantian.

The third prince only felt that his internal energy stagnated, and he lost all his skills and martial arts...

"You, what have you done to me?"

Mo Zhonggan became a little flustered and glared at Han Feng angrily.

Han Feng shrugged his shoulders casually, and said: "The third prince's martial arts are not bad. If you don't temporarily seal your martial arts, how can you sweep the ground with peace of mind? Don't worry, as long as you can calmly sweep the whole hanging Jiansi North Courtyard, I will immediately lift your seal~"

After finishing speaking, Han Feng shouted to the wooden hut in front of him: "Uncle Zhang, come out soon, let's see what good things I brought for you~"

An old man in a gray robe hurried out of the room with a wooden broom, and when he saw Han Feng, his face was wrinkled with a smile.

"It turns out that you are the master, what good things are you going to give to this old man?"

Han Feng pointed at Mo Zhongqian:

"Then, you can call this little brother with good facial features and a well-proportioned figure as Xiao Mo. From now on, he will be your helper. Take him to familiarize himself with the sweeping process, and help him cultivate his personality by the way~"

"I didn't say that, you really found the right person, Mr. Zhang. When I was a guard, I was the best at training people. The newcomers I brought...all of them are good guys~"

Zhang Bo smiled gently.

"That's a good relationship, I'll leave this to you~ I'll come and see him after a while~"

Han Feng nodded in satisfaction, then turned and left.

Mo Zhongqian watched Han Feng walk away, his eyes widened and he wanted to catch up.

"Han Feng, you bastard, how dare you?"

However, before chasing him out, Mo Zhonggan was grabbed by Zhang Bo's shoulders.

Mo Zhongqian, whose skills were restrained, could not move under the hands of Zhang Bo, an old Jianghu.

"Hey~ Little Mo, how can you talk about the master like that~"

Uncle Zhang consoled him earnestly.

"What are you arguing about, old man?"

Mo Zhonggan slapped Zhang Bo's face with his backhand, but the slap that lost his inner strength was so light that he couldn't hit anyone at all.

On the contrary, Uncle Zhang saw that the boy had a violent temper, so he hit him on the forehead with a broom with his backhand, knocking his head full of gold stars.

"You brat, you don't know how to respect the elderly, it seems that I have to teach you a lesson!"

While talking, Uncle Zhang dragged Mo Zhonggan away.

……

Han Feng returned to the hall of the Xuanjian Division again. Xu Can and Liu Minghua hadn't recovered from Han Feng's wave of operations.

Liu Minghua patted Han Feng's shoulder lightly, and asked softly:
"Third prince...how is it?"

"Who, four friends, I have already made proper arrangements for the third prince, you don't need to follow him for the time being, you can take care of it in the Xuanjian Division~"

Han Feng first waved at the four black-robed guards, then looked at Liu Minghua,

"Let's not worry about the matter of the third prince. Let's think about how to deal with the Feng family~ We couldn't deal with Man Tianxia with our own hands. It would be great if we could take over the Feng family~"

Xu Can frowned: "The Feng family is also a hundred-year-old family in Yunchendu, backed by King Qi, I'm afraid it's not so easy to deal with?"

"Then don't worry~" Han Feng grinned, "I have a bold plan~"

(End of this chapter)