The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Golden Wuwei? You killed the man?" Bemouchin reacted quickly. He coughed, trying not to look at his boss, and stared at Fan Sanjiang and others in front of him.

Fan Sanjiang was stunned when he heard the words, and clasped his fists, saying, "Yes, I can kill people. My kick has spiritual power. When I kick it out, people are already dead, and they have nothing to do with other people!"

"Just accept it!"

The Bermuzier secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The guy in front of him was still smart. He waved his hand and said to the men behind him: "Take the relevant people back. I will try it myself. Don't disturb the other guests."

What he said was extremely high-level, and all the people were brought back, no matter what the specific situation, there would be no problems.

As for not to disturb the guests, he was not so kind, mainly because he was worried that his boss would be swept away.

"Have you heard my general's order? You, you guys, all of you with weapons in hand, follow along!"

Several generals of the Sand Clan of the Langya Army received the order and shouted fiercely and arrogantly. All those who showed signs of their hands on the scene rushed together.

Although this kind of trivial matter, the city guards who had originally called for patrols could just handle it, and they didn't need the high-ranking generals of their main army at all.

But who made the order of Bermu Qingfu, as the best generals of the sand people in the Langya army system, they naturally executed it unambiguously.

"You, just talk about you, don't think you put away the weapon, I didn't see it!"

"General, it's none of my business, I just make soy sauce!"

"Fighting soy sauce, I think you were cutting hardest just now, come here honestly!"

There was a lot of noise on the scene, together with the three companions of the dead man's table, and seven or eight drew out weapons to join in the fun, none of them ran away.

Some begged for mercy, and some wanted to mix in the crowd during the chaos. This might be useful in front of ordinary soldiers, but how could it be possible to hide in front of a few generals with the lowest ranks of fifth.

"Listen to the general!" Fan Sanjiang stood in place with a calm face, and whispered his subordinates not to resist.

From beginning to end, he didn't look back, as if he didn't recognize Li Wenhao at all.

"You are the commander of Jin Wuwei, Fan Sanjiang? You are so famous, stretch your hands out to warn you not to play tricks!"

A tall, sixth-ranked general of the Sand Clan, carrying a spirit sealing handcuffs in his hand, walked in front of Fan Sanjiang, his eyes a little wary.

The commander of the well-known intelligence agency Jinwuwei, although he is from the Sand ethnic group, he has also heard of some.

Not to mention, just the people of Jin Yiwei and Demon Division, did not fail Jin Wuwei's hands, and caused his majesty to make fire several times.

Now that I see myself, I naturally have to be more vigilant. Others don't need to lock it, and Fan Sanjiang must lock it.

Fan Sanjiang did not resist, his face calmly stretched out his hands.

"Forget it, he doesn't need to be locked, he's all a man with a face, give some face!"

The big sand general was about to put handcuffs on, and the Bermuzier hesitated behind him, and spoke to stop him.

"General, this kid is Fan Sanjiang, and his cultivation level is not low, what if he is not locked?" The big man turned his head in puzzlement, holding handcuffs.

"Listen to me, there will be no problem. If he wants to run, he ran early!" Bermuzier waved his hand.

This is not Li Wenhao's secret instruction, but his own opinion. He is not stupid. Looking at today's posture, Fan Sanjiang has a clear intention of taking refuge.

He might be a colleague in the future, and the level of his family is obviously much higher than that of Jin Yiwei's Ma Kui and the fat man of Demon Division.

According to his boss's temperament, as long as he is sincerely taking refuge, such a special talent, there is no reason to let it go.

He came as an outsider from the Sand Clan, and it is not a bad thing to have one more senior management intelligence officer in the Langya Army.

"Thank you General Hundred Acts, I can't thank you enough!" Fan Sanjiang arched his hands earnestly.

As an old intelligence chief, a high-level person like Bermuda Youth, he is naturally willing to associate.

"It's easy to say!" Baimu Qingfu nodded with a smile. If it weren't for his boss, he would have wanted to take Fan Sanjiang upstairs for a drink.

Li Wenhao sits in the back, his face is straight and black, what is this all about?

Form cliques and engage in small groups?

"Wait a minute, Hong Gu, the great shopkeeper of this flower house, is a member of the Dayou imperial family. Keep staying here, I'm afraid it's wrong!"

When the group reached the door, Fan Sanjiang suddenly turned around and said something surprising.

"The shopkeeper of Hualou is from the Dayou imperial family, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Bermuda Youth was taken aback, and he couldn't help but cast a glance at Li Wenha's position.

Then he turned his head, rushed to his hand and shouted: "Go up and arrest people, and send someone to check some wine and vegetables. Is there a problem with the shielding formation in the private room?"

Those upstairs were all high-ranking officials of the Langya Army. The military strategist Fu Baichuan and Prince Hanwa were among them. Not to mention safety or insecurity. If you drink too much and talk about Langya's internal affairs, wouldn't they all be heard.

"It's the fault of the next!" Fan Sanjiang clasped his fists in embarrassment.

If it weren’t for an accident, he wouldn’t want to confess the child’s mother.

I originally thought that Li Wenhao would leave after a trouble occurred, but he didn't even think about it.

With Hong Gu's cleverness, it is possible to detect Li Wenhao's identity, if any means are used, he will die.

Now that the confession is released, if he asks for it again, it should be able to keep it.

In the corner, Li Wenhao's face darkened, and the Langya Army's sense of secrecy was too bad.

Jin Yiwei is also incompetent, so many high-level officials come here to have dinner, and they don't secretly check it out.

If it is really poisoned, even a high-rank martial artist will have a high poison resistance, and it will burn a pot of heat.

"Sure enough, men have no good things, I'm really blind!"

At the same time, a secret room on the top floor was covered with large and small spell screens.

A enchanting middle-aged woman, holding a three or four-year-old boy, almost crushed a silver tooth in her mouth.

There is no way to escape. The entire Kyoto city has been controlled by the Langya Army. Where can she escape for a Tier 5 woman with her child?

"Mother, it seems that Daddy was arrested, let's save him!"

The little boy held out his little finger and pointed at the screen in a daze, as if he was still a little anxious.

"What to save? I don't know what kind of wind is in my mind. I am going to go out of the city together tonight, but for a stranger, I don't even want my wife and children!"

Hong Gu's eyes were red, and if the child wasn't his own, he would definitely throw it out.

Did you just see your father being arrested, but didn't you see your mother confessed?

"No, those two people are definitely not ordinary people!"

"Boom," there was a rough wall breaking sound outside the secret room, Hong Gu stood up abruptly, stared at the screen in surprise, stood up, and directed Li Wenhao, who gave orders to Bermuda and the others.

A pair of eyes stared perfectly round, and uttered three words: "Li Wenhao!"

"Yes, it's him!"

Inside the secret room, there was a second woman, Li Xiangxiang in Tsing Yi.

Without looking at her face, she recognized it from the walking posture and shape.