Chapter 452: Rectify military affairs

Are you... General Fumo? "
The woman behind Yang Xiaoyi also heard their conversation, and she suddenly felt sorrow from her heart, her complexion was flat, and she knelt down suddenly, kowtow to Yang Feng, and cried: Injustice, injustice, ask General Fumo to be a young woman. The whole family is in charge, oh oh oh! "
The girl please get up quickly, and if you have something to say slowly, this general will patrol the sky on his behalf, and he has the right to cut first and then play. If you have any grievances, despite the truth, I will definitely call the shots for you! "
With a straight face, Yang Feng said softly.
Yang Xiaoyi on the side also helped her up immediately.
The woman sobbed twice, with a sad expression on her face: Enlighten General Yang, the little woman was the daughter of the owner of this garment shop, and her parents were honest businessmen. Because of the recent problems, it closed down. But who knows that early this morning, this gangster broke into the house with the intention of insulting the little girl. My parents wanted to dissuade him, so he was all killed. Please let the sergeant call the shots for the little girl and redress the grievances of the late father and mother, oh oh! "
Since ancient times, murder pays off lives, debts pay off. If you owe a life debt, you will pay it! "
With a cold complexion, Yang Feng immediately shouted: Come here, today Lao Tzu is Bao Longtu alive, and the dog's head waited on him and cut the to me. "
Yes!
With a loud shout, Yang Xiaoyi's blade gradually gave off a bitter cold light.
The body trembled, the big man shivered with fright, and waved his hand again and again: Daxia Yang, don't...don't get angry. Don’t forget, your woman and friend are still in our master’s hands..."
call out!
Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed by, and the man had already made a puff, his head flew, and the blood rushed straight into the sky like spring water.
Yang Xiaoyi slowly retracted the knife, disdaining to look at him.
Yang Feng also sneered coldly, and curled his lips contemptuously, saying: It's another young man who doesn't recognize his position. He thought that if the ghost king had these trump cards in his hand, he would play it for you. Who fights against the landlord, seeing that the other party has just thrown a small third, they will directly play the second bomb and the king bomb? cut! "
Dad, mother, General Fumo is in charge for us, and revenge for your two elders! "
Seeing all this, the woman cried bitterly again, turned around and knelt down to Yang Feng, and kept thanking: "Thank you, General Fumo, for vindicating the young woman, and thank General Fumo..."
Oh, girl, no thanks, this is what I should do. Who made me a hero and a general? In his place, he must seek his own government..."
General Fumo, wronged, please call the shots for the little old man! "
General Yang, you have finally returned to Beijing, you have been wronged! "
Daxia Yang, please help us, if you don't come back, we can't live..."
...
However, Yang Feng's humble words were not finished yet, the people in the surrounding houses ran out one after another crying, and when they came to him, the stubble fell down like wheat, kowtow. A piece of garlic, crying bitterly.
Looking around, the darkness can't be seen.
Everyone's eyes are desperate and dead, but when they look at Yang Feng, there is a glimmer of hope in the depths of their eyes from time to time.
At this time, how can these people be called the people of the capital, they are completely a group of innocent souls wandering in helplessly.
The howling of the people in the capital, like a roar of grievances, spread through the clouds, and even the entire sky was gloomy, as if for these poor and helpless weak and little ones.
Yang Feng's eyes trembled slightly, his heart was sore, and his eyes were a little hazy.
Such a miserable situation, Yang Feng had never experienced the tragic events after the Sichuan earthquake.
It's just that it was a natural disaster, this time it was a gangbang.
Click it!
His fists could not help clenching fiercely, and Yang Feng was already raging in the depths of his eyes.
The ghost king is immortal, and the law of heaven cannot be tolerated!
The imperial decree is here! "
Suddenly, at this moment, a sharp voice came out, and Huang Hao, the dead who had joined the Black Soul Cult, ran out again and again, leading a team of the Imperial Forest Army, arrogantly straddling these poor civilians and came to Yang Feng , Bowed and said with a smile: Your Majesty has a purpose, General Fumo returned to Beijing, all the way to fatigue. Now the saint has set a banquet for the general in the Wanshou Palace to wash the dust for the general. Now I invite you to enter the palace with our family for a banquet. "
Are you saying that your majesty gave me a banquet? Humph! "
With a cold smile, Yang Feng curled his lips in disdain: So, is this state banquet set by your majesty or by your master? "
The corners of his mouth curled up in an evil arc, and Huang Hao smiled and shook his head, saying: Ask General Yang, don't talk secretly in front of the Mingren. Now that the entire palace is under the control of my master, the emperor is no more than a puppet. What orders can he issue now, and what power does he have to banquet? It is estimated that even if he wants to drink a bowl of millet porridge, he has to ask the royal chef to make it. Then the royal chef may not be in this mood, furfur! "
So, today’s banquet was specially prepared by our host to take care of you. Of course, your two wives will accompany you during the banquet, so please go quickly. Little don’t win the wedding, the two ladies can think of you tight, hehehe! "
Huang Hao smiled evilly, looking like a villain.
Yang Feng squinted his eyes slightly, and said with a sudden smile: right, your majesty is so kind, and this general will go to the palace for a banquet in a while. But before that, this general still has official duties, so please trouble the father-in-law to go back and report to His Majesty, let him take a moment. "
Official? What official business? "
Huang Hao was taken aback, not knowing why.
Now the entire Upper Capital City, the ruling and the opposition, are under the control of their Black Soul Sect.
His super-first-grade Fumo general turned into a false title. What other official duties can he do?
But looking at Huang Hao's ignorant look, the corner of Yang Feng's mouth raised a thought-provoking arc, and he smiled evilly: rectify military affairs! "
what? Rectify military affairs? Do you have military power? What is the military affairs? "
Although this general does not have a specific army, but the rank of the super first-rank general is here, which army is scattered, can't I keep it whole? "
With a sneer, Yang Feng immediately said with a serious face: Today, after the general returned to the capital, he saw that the capital was chaotic, banditry was everywhere, the people were not living, the city defense army could not be blamed, so the general must first rectify the city defense army. "
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Feng looked at these black and oppressive people again and shouted: Dear folks and elders, if you can trust Yang, and you want to get a grievance here, follow me! "
After speaking, Yang Feng turned his head abruptly, and returned to the city gate.
The people were startled at first, but soon they all yelled together. There was a long line behind Yang Feng and roared: "Follow General Yang, I believe General Yang will get justice for us!" "
Roar!
The sentiment is passionate, and the voice is endless.
The people found the backbone of their hearts and uttered hysterical shouts deep in their hearts, one by one unswervingly following Yang Feng's pace.
Only Huang Hao was stunned for a moment, and said inexplicably: Hey, why doesn't this general Fumo play his cards according to his routine? Your woman and friends are under house arrest in the palace. Life and death are unknown. You just came back. Shouldn't you go to the palace to see if they are healthy? Why are you still taking care of this kind of nosy outside? "
How should we tell the owner when we go back? Say you finish your personal affairs outside before going to see him? Isn't the master's face unstoppable? "
But more importantly, he lost face, what should he do with me?
After slapped his mouth twice, Huang Hao's face was sad, and his brows were almost condensed into lumps, but there was no way.
Could he still tie Yang Feng back to the palace, alas...