The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1536 traitor, many

It doesn't matter, if you dare to give it, I will take it!

Young Master Yan raised his thin lips carelessly: "Then I would like to thank His Majesty the Emperor."

Emperor Star Wars' answer was to raise his hand and cut off the communication.

The light screen with light blue light dissipated soundlessly into the void.

"Your Majesty, why do you want to..."

The white-haired old man beside Di Xingzhan couldn't help but speak.

He has followed Emperor Star Wars for many years, but he really doesn't understand what His Majesty means by this move?
Could it be that he wanted to use the opportunity of the military parade to trip Yantao?
but……

Even if there is a stumbling block, why did His Majesty give up such a great opportunity in front of him, and stretch out his hand to clear Yan Tao's charges?
The dirty water that was finally poured on the other party, and now I have to reach out to wipe it off.

Isn't this asking for trouble!

"okay."

Emperor Star Wars said impatiently: "I have my own plan."

After saying this, the old man got up slowly, turned around and walked outside
Staying in the hall, the six people looked at each other in blank dismay.

Zhang Er was puzzled.

At this moment, Yan Rong and others were also thinking the same as them.

"Marshal, isn't this old fox trying to trick us again?"

Yan Feng sneered: "He may have come up with some poisonous scheme, waiting to harm you."

Yan Tao lazily knocked on the handle of the chair, and suddenly said, "No trace of Xuan Ming has been found yet."

When she said this, everyone present was silent, and the atmosphere was a little heavy for a while.

Qibull cupped his hands: "I sent someone to carefully check the room where Master Xuan Ming worked that day, and found no signs of intrusion, and no trace of struggle. It seems that Master Xuan Ming disappeared suddenly, without leaving any trace."

"Although Master Xuan Ming has no force, as long as he makes a sound, the guards ambushing around him will definitely rush in. However, the guards on duty that day did not hear the slightest sound. I guess that Master Xuan Ming may have been knocked out or Taken away in a daze."

Speaking of this, Chibble couldn't help showing doubts: "However, the guards didn't see anyone coming in and out, which is a bit contradictory."

"Contradictory size."

Yan Tao said coldly: "Go and bring all the guards on duty that day."

Qibul took the order, turned around and went out immediately, and ordered the adjutant to bring all the guards on duty that day into the room.

There are a total of ten guards on duty.

Hearing the call, he hurried to wait outside the room where Yan Tao was.

Young Master Yan raised his eyes lazily, and directly ordered: "Come in."

The guards were all wearing military uniforms, and upon hearing the order, they walked into the room with serious faces.

"Meet the Marshal!"

Yan Tao raised his eyes: "Who is the captain?"

On the far left, an older middle-aged man stepped out and bowed slightly to Yan Tao.

Young Master Yan glanced at him casually, and waved his hand: "Wait here."

Then, he turned to look at the other nine people.

Yan Tao's eyes were very cold.

There is no emotion in the eyes, but it is like a sharp sword, piercing straight into the heart.

The nine people who caught the boy's eyes straightened their backs nervously.

"What's your name?"

Yan Tao's eyes fell on the face of a relatively thin and inconspicuous guard among the nine.

The guard took a nervous step forward, "Return to Marshal, this subordinate is called Aite."

"Ait!"

Young Master Yan repeated his name playfully, then raised the corners of his lips coldly: "Aite, you should tell me... where is Xuan Ming?"

(End of this chapter)