shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 633 You who touch the emperor should be castrated

As soon as he finished speaking, a hand with well-defined joints emerged from the side, and directly grasped the rich merchant's wrist.

The wealthy businessman looked suspiciously, but before he could react, Feng Fuce exerted his strength!
Several people standing around heard the sound of the rich businessman's bone breaking.

The rich merchant wailed a few times and rolled on the ground in pain. His hands seemed to be attached to the skin but he couldn't use his strength. He could only droop and shake with his movements.

"You, how dare you hurt me!" The rich merchant stared at Feng Fuce, his eyes were red and bloodshot in anger.

Feng Fuce lowered his eyes and gave him a cold look, as if looking at a dying person.

The young man said: "You're wrong, it's not to hurt you, but to destroy you."

"what?!"

Without giving him time to react, Feng Fuce ordered neatly: "Hold him."

Asura envoys who had already approached around, four people immediately stepped forward, pressing back, left, and right against the rich businessman.

Even though the rich businessman kicked his legs and struggled, he kept yelling: "What do you want to do! At the feet of the emperor, do you still have the king's law in your eyes!"

Feng Fuce let out a chuckle.

His imposing manner was as cold as nine layers of cold sky.

"The maids in the other courtyards of the palace are all people whose names are recorded in the palace, in other words, they are all the emperor's people."

"You touched a court lady, spoke obscenely, and talked about laws and regulations, you should be castrated."

"This Marquis was ordered to come here today to picket and maintain peace. Even if I kill you, you will not be wronged."

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows: "Do it."

Lei Hu immediately drew out his long sword and aimed it between the rich businessman's legs.

Before he could do anything, the rich businessman was screaming like a pig.

The surrounding guests suddenly let out a low exclamation, and some female guests were really embarrassed to look at it, so they had to turn their heads away.

Feng Fuce noticed this move, he suddenly said: "Wait."

Lei Hu stopped the sword in his hand.

Feng Fuce looked back and saw that Bai Zhi'er was holding a teacup in his small hands, and his big round eyes were looking in their direction curiously.

The boy frowned suddenly.

This little villain is curious about everything.

Therefore, Feng Fuce coldly ordered Lei Hu: "In order not to scare the rest of the guests, drag him to the back of the house over there for execution."

"Yes!" Lei Hu led the rest of the Asura envoys, and immediately followed suit.

The wealthy businessman was dragged away, in a state of embarrassment, and his fine clothes were scratched in many places.

He kept yelling and scolding: "What kind of marquis are you, how dare you treat me like this."

Feng Fuce replied coldly with three words: "Marquis Wan Zong."

The rich businessman's tone was suffocated.

Before he could react, he was dragged across the corner by Lei Hu.

At this time, the wealthy businessman's wine and meat friends recovered from the shock.

They couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to persuade them in low voices: "Master Hou, this... This Huang Liuye has a very famous family, and his uncle is the servant of the Ministry of War in the Central Committee."

Feng Fuce squinted at them.

The young man hadn't spoken yet, just a glance made the friends of the wealthy businessman shrink their necks silently, and then backed away.

Different from the wealthy businessmen in these places, those wealthy people who do business in the capital have long known Wan Zonghou's nature.

He is not what he looks like on the outside at all, he is a somewhat handsome and sinister boy.

He is really murdering, and he is really unreasonable.

The emperor never blamed him.

Therefore, don't worry about which official's relatives provoke Wan Zonghou. It's too late for the official to ask for more blessings, and there is absolutely no time to care about others.

After a while, everyone heard a mournful wail coming from behind the room.

The friends of the rich merchants who were making a fuss just now turned pale.

Wan Zonghou, really? !

(End of this chapter)