The thirty guards who Mo Zizai accompanied were all elite, and each of them had a thousand-pound crossbow. In terms of power, such crossbow arrows were not inferior to Mo Zizai's gun in his previous life.

With thirty volleys, Du Zihui may immediately become a hedgehog.

Du Zihui, who was about to leave, stopped his steps when he heard Mo Zizai's order.

"Prince, do you have to do this so terrible?"

Du Zihui looked at Mo Zizai and threatened sternly: "You are just a leisure prince now. If you kill me, my father will definitely not give up with you!"

Mo Zizai ignored him at all and said to Chen Ying lightly: "Chen Ying, what are you waiting for?"

Chen Ying sighed quietly in his heart. No wonder His Highness did not punish him in the imperial tomb. He was waiting for me here. He would give himself any offense to work. If he killed the son of the Minister of Justice, it would be great.

But he had no choice, so he could only say, "Young Master Du, offended me."

After saying that, he held Du Zihui's vital point with a strong wind.

Seeing that Chen Ying had attacked, Du Zihui didn't have to think too much, and used his true energy to hit Chen Ying's palm with a punch.

"Bang~"

The moment the fists and palms met, Du Zihui's face suddenly turned a little flushed, and then he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

This old eunuch is at the peak of the Qihai Realm. The two are two small levels apart. How can they fight?

Du Zihui took off his folding fan from his waist as a weapon, then looked at Chen Ying with a serious expression, and secretly complained in his heart.

Although there is no problem that a genius can fight to the top, or even reach a great level, these have nothing to do with him. If he is really that kind of genius, he would not be in the Qihai Realm now.

Fortunately, this dead eunuch had bare hands and had weapons in his hand. In this way, he could delay a little while and wait for someone to save him.

Du Zihui opened the folding fan with a silence and swung it downwards. Then, a sharp blade about three inches long raised at the top of each fan bone. It was originally used as an artisan folding fan, but it suddenly turned into a sharp weapon with a shining light.

"Qingfeng Dance~"

This time Du Zihui took the lead and rotated the folding fan in his hand a few flowers. The fan was empty and real, and it struck Chen Ying. Its movement was very elegant and looked like it was dancing.

Chen Ying didn't know if he was afraid of the weapons in Du Zihui's hand and was timid when fighting. Although his cultivation was stronger than Du Zihui, he only dared to roam and resist and rarely took the initiative to attack.

"Hey, don't say it, Du Zihui is in a fight, it's hard to say whether he is strong or not. This posture is really handsome."

Mo Zizai sat on the elephant, as if he was watching a show, talking about Du Zihui who was fighting desperately.

"The Qingfeng Dance he used was originally a martial arts evolved from martial arts, and his posture was naturally very graceful."

Zhou Qi looked at the two men fighting on the field and frowned slightly, "However, this kind of fan skill is only for some people who are inconvenient to carry weapons. It is not very strong. With Chen Ying's strength, it is not very difficult to defeat Du Zihui."

"It's okay, let them fight slowly, just pretend to be a show."

With Mo Zizai's current strength, he could naturally see that Chen Ying was letting go, but he didn't care.

Anyway, he had no intention of killing Du Zihui immediately, otherwise he would let Zhou Qi take action. As for giving Du Zihui's father face to prevent Zhou Qi from taking action, it would be a fart.

The Minister of Justice is nothing. Mo Zizai really wants to kill someone, so he needs to give him face?

This is just Mo Zizai wanted to fish with Du Zihui. If he could fish out the Minister of Justice, it would be the best.

His son collided with the king's car, and this matter was decided to die. If the Minister of Justice really wanted to save his son, he would have to fill in it.

"The old man is nominally a member of the New Party, but he actually violated his own plan. This time I seized the handle of his son, and I want to see if he wants this son."

Just as Mo Zizai was thinking about whether he could fish out the Minister of Justice, Shu Minghao, who was beside him, felt a little astringent in his throat. He knew that Du Zihua was going to be unlucky, but he really didn't expect that Mo Zizai would kill Du Zihui without saying a word.

That is the son of the Minister of Justice, the second-rank minister of the Ministry of Justice, who is in charge of the world's punishment. He is one of the few big bosses in the court. His son, who said he would kill him if he said he was killed?

Shu Minghao's originally depressed heart suddenly became clear. He now felt inexplicably that the ten heads he kowtowed didn't seem to be a loss.

...

On the third floor, Yang Yanzhang and Li Cunzhi were also a little surprised to see the sudden fight below.

"Brother Yan Zhang, what does this mean?"

Li Cunzhi was a little confused, and he asked Yang Yanzhang in confusion, "Why did the fight suddenly start?"

Yang Yanzhang did not reply, but looked down with a serious expression. He pondered for a while before slowly breathing out, "It's so cruel. I'll turn the table up."

"Is there any expert's guidance? Or can he really make such a big change in three years?"

Yang Yanzhang looked at the elephant downstairs. There were no strange faces except Zhou Qi, so is this the second situation?

Li Cunzhi didn't understand Yang Yanzhang's words and asked, "Brother Yanzhang, what are you talking about?"

"nothing."

Yang Yanzhang shook his head, said without saying much, but said lightly: "But if there is no accident, you will never have to stay away from him again."

"ah?"

Li Cunzhi was stunned. He understood this sentence, "Brother Yanzhang, what do you mean is Mo Zizai wants to kill Zihui?"

"This...no way, Zihui's father is the Minister of Justice!"

"What is the Minister of Justice?"

Yang Yanzhang obviously had no respect for the identity of the Minister of Justice. "A father who is not a fool is still an emperor. Have you ever fought with him for his father?"

However, after hesitating for a while, Yang Yanzhang sighed, "Forget it, it's a friend all the time, I can't stand by death and refuse to save me."

Yang Yanzhang waved his hand and called a guy watching the fun by the window, then took out a ingot of silver from his arms and threw it into the guy's hand.

"Go to the Tianjing Weiwei Station to run and tell them that someone wants to kill the son of the Minister of Justice, and then this silver will be yours."

Tianjingwei is affiliated to the Censorate and is mainly responsible for arresting and patrolling thieves. It is considered a collection of the Public Security Bureau, Urban Management, and Police Station in Mo Zizai's previous life.

The guy looked at the silver in his hand, and a hint of desire appeared in his eyes, but after hesitating for a while, he still reluctantly put the silver back on Yang Yanzhang's table.

"Young Master, you may not know that Tianjing Wei patrols every street, so they will come soon without a small person notifying them, so you can't take the small ones."

"You guy is not good if you see profit but don't move your heart."

Yang Yanzhang nodded slightly and continued, "But you should take this money, the Tianjingwei who patrols the streets can't control them. You still have to go to the Tianjingwei garrison station. The faster the better."

"By the way, after finishing this errand, if you are interested, come to my Yang Mansion and I will arrange an errand for you."
Chapter completed!