Building The Ultimate Fantasy

Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was like a handsome son with a smile full of affinity.

However, in the eyes of Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan, this smile is extremely vicious.

The broken leg son of the Lu family who couldn't keep his door closed

Was it so terrible?

"Lu... Lu Shao."

Liu Ye squeezed a smile that was uglier than crying.

Zhu Yishan opened his mouth and wanted to say something. He had wanted to self-report, but in this case, self-report is useless now, and even...died faster.

Chen Beixun seemed rather iron-clad, and he sat on the weed floor in the jail cell, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Even if Lu Fan opened a killing ring, he was not afraid.

He was not just the Beiluo Chen family, but also a disciple of the Sword School. If Lu Fan moved him, he needed to consider whether the Sword School would turn Beiluo City upside down.

That's why Lu Changkong refrained from moving the three families.

Therefore, Chen Beixun was very calm and the old god was there.

In this cell, he sat shortly. As long as he did not plead guilty, Lu Fan would naturally send him back to Chen Man.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's breathing sounds were low.

Lu Fan sat in a wheelchair and looked very calm.

After killing the iron-blooded army of the Confucian scholars, they gathered behind Luo Cheng, Luo Cheng gently pressed the knife, and the iron-blooded army also became quiet.

In the cell, the bloody smell was strong, and the intention to kill was rolling.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan's already frightened legs softened.

Chen Beixun still closed his eyes.

He behaved calmly, but in fact he was a panicked one.

Lu Fan's brutality and determination are beyond his imagination.

These are dozens of well-known Confucian scholars, Lu Fan actually said that all the killing would be killed.

Once spread, the whole week will shake!

Dazhong Ru of North Korea and China will madly impeach Lufan and Lu Changkong.

Finally, in the quiet cell, Lu Fan smiled.

Later, the wheelchair automatically turned around, Lu Fan turned his back to Liu Ye and Chen Beixun, and Zhu Yishan and others.

"I know what your guts are...Sword School, right?"

"Luo Cheng, hold them."

Lu Fandao.

Luo Cheng led the order and sent someone to escort the three.

Yiyue pushed a wheelchair and walked.

Behind him, Luo Cheng led an iron-blooded army to follow, and Liu Ye, Zhu Yishan and Chen Beixun were all covered with cold white blades on their necks, preventing them from taking any action.

Out of the Lufu prison, came to the main street of Beiluocheng.

On the long street of Beiluo City, people of unknown origin retreated to both sides of the long street, watching the team with curiosity and awe.

On the long street.

The iron-blooded army was also contaminated with the unstained blood of the Confucians.

Pressing the knife, aligning the army array, walking slowly, stepping on each step, as if shaking the ground.

The group's goals were clear, and they went straight to the three great families.

Liu Mansion, a mansion comparable to the luxury of the Chen's mansion.

Yi Yuehu charmed with coldness on his face, pushing the wheelchair, without hurrying.

Nie Changqing followed the sword with Lu Fan, Ni Yu was carrying a chessboard and holding an umbrella, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out. She knew that the son seemed to do something big.

Luo Cheng led the Iron-Blood Army to follow Lu Fan.

Before Liu Mansion, the quiet was a bit scary.

A group of people stopped.

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand, raised his eyes slightly, and looked forward faintly.

The gate of Liu's mansion was closed.

It's like a turtle hiding in a shell.

suddenly.

On the long street, there was a messy sound resounding, but in the distance, there were black crowds, carrying agricultural tools, holding a hatchet, and walking on the wide and long street.

Luo Cheng's eyes narrowed, striding in front of Lu Fan.

Yi Yuehu's charming face even showed a fierce light, and his hand was placed on the waist whip.

The Jagged Army also clenched their weapons.

This is a group of businessmen's people, carrying agricultural tools and hatchets, and gathering together, they are filled with indignation, and there are several Confucian students with red eyes, who are talking about what is right.

Generally speaking, Lu Fan indiscriminately killed Confucian students, wanting to dominate the industry in Beiluo City, and making the people displaced.

The anger of the masses was mobilized.

Various slogans, shouting loudly.

On both sides of the long street, some people who are not clear about the truth and like to watch the lively crowds have also been mobilized, and have joined the crusade lineup. If they can really get something done, there will also be a bragging talk.

Originally just a lineup of hundreds of people, it doubled at once, almost reaching a thousand.

Thousands of people shouted and shouted, almost going together.

Like a thunder exploding, shocking people.

"Bold!"

Luo Cheng pulled out his long knife, glaring and snarling.

Yi Yue looked ugly and clenched her long whip.

Nie Changqing was also quite a little shocked.

Lu Fan was quite indifferent, looking at this mob that seemed to be uprising, a little playful.

...

Chen Mansion.

On a round table made of nanmu, exquisite wine and food are displayed.

All kinds of dishes are dazzling.

On the round table, there were several people sitting around. They were holding wine glasses, and they were staggered.

Several of them are carrying sword boxes, and the swords are hidden in the boxes.

"The city's main palace is coming fiercely, but the water can carry a boat and it can also overturn it. In the 13th county of Dazhou, is it still rare for the people to expose officials to kill officials?"

"Lu Changkong left the city and entered Beijing. Beiluo City now has no owner. His son with a broken leg actually dared to pass the city, slaughtering the famous Confucian scholars on Beiluo Lake, occupying the drunken pavilion, and even arresting three families, doing all the bad things... "

"Oh... he's looking for death."

A middle-aged literati carrying three swords in a sword box drank a glass of wine in one sip and laughed lightly.

On the wine table, the sound of sneer came one after another.

On the wine table, there are the principals of Liu and Zhu, many masters of the sword faction, and many large and small businesses in Beiluo City that are related to people's livelihood.

The principals of Liu and Zhu have a smile on their faces, and there is a sword faction behind the Chen family. Now, Lu Fan has directly arrested Liu Ye. Zhu Yishan and Chen Beixun are equal to the three major families. Torn his face completely.

And they can only use their means to deal with Lu Fan.

They united large and small merchants and spent a lot of money to hire local gangsters in Beiluo City and some idle tenants to gather in the streets to make trouble.

It would be better if he could kill Lu Changkong’s disabled son in the chaos.

They are not unfamiliar with this kind of thing. The chaos in the Da Zhou Dynasty is frequent now. It is not that the local officials of the court were killed by angry people. Of course, most of them are dominated by the family.

On the Nanmu round table, everyone smiled at each other and toasted.

...

A crowd of black people.

Some of these grotesque rumors were hired by merchants, who performed their duties with due diligence, shouted their arms, and aroused increasing public sentiment.

For unknown reasons, the participation of unexplained people makes the torrent grow stronger and stronger.

Lu Fan was sitting in a wheelchair, playing a chess piece, glancing at the leading Confucian literati, and a cold arc radiated from the corners of his mouth.

Employing so many land ruffians leads to such a big show.

The three families are afraid of bleeding too.

Chen Beixun, who was escorted, suddenly laughed.

His beard was blowing in the wind.

"Lu Ping'an, have you seen it...this is the price and end of moving us!"

"Hundreds of children come into the main fortifications, and Beiluo City will be controlled by the sword faction. This is the general trend in the world, you can't stop it!"

Chen Beixun laughed in awe-inspiring atmosphere.

Liu Ye and Zhu Yishan also seemed to see hope, their eyes brightened.

The waist bar was gradually straightened.

They seemed to have found confidence.

Waiting for the pressure from Lu Fan to send them back to the family.

Wheelchair.

Lu Fan didn't even look at Chen Beixun.

Just turned his head and looked at Luo Cheng.

"These... are you guilty?"

Lu Fan said lightly.

Luo Cheng narrowed his eyes, a flash of fine mango flashed in his eyes.

Lu Fan said that what he will do next... will be very violent.

and so……

Luo Cheng put his hand on the long knife around his waist, raised his head, looked at many people, his eyes gradually became indifferent.

"With a murder weapon, gather people to rebel, this is a serious crime!"

Luo Cheng's words fell.

The street was a little quieter, and those noisy people's voices were suppressed.

Thousands of people gathered at once, and suddenly there was an uproar.

The ordinary people have no courage to bear this charge of rebellion.

Those people who joined because of the excitement and wanted to increase their bragging powers suddenly had a pale face, and many people ran away even if they were crawling.

The people gathered are much less.

Most of the remainder are mostly mobsters employed by the three major families and joint merchants.

The Confucian literati, headed, was trembling in his heart.

He burst into the mouth and said: "I'll gather for the sake of justice! You Lu Ping'an forcibly occupied the Zuichen Pavilion. Today you can occupy the Zuichen Pavilion. Other days, you can occupy other shops and restaurants. In this world... There is a kingly law! I am not waiting for this move! The law does not blame the people, but justice..."

Wheelchair.

Lu Fan raised his head and his eyes fell on the open Confucian scholar.

Mocha's movement was stagnant.

His face looked like jade, his mouth lightly raised, and he exhaled lightly, saying:

"If you say treason, you are treason..."

"To be fair, are you also worthy?"

"Lao Luo, if there is a rebellion, what should I do?"

Luo Cheng's eyes looked like a torch, and he slowly pulled out the long knife around his waist, the sharp sound of the blade and scabbard.

"It's a sin... to be punished!"

Four words popped out of his mouth.

Lu Fan chuckled.

"Then... it's all done."