The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

Wen Yan was in the corridor on the second floor, she looked down at the place below, the advantage of the height was nothing more than a clear view of the remaining mess.

Bao Liang's gaze flicked over everyone's expressions, no matter if they suddenly lowered their heads, or were idiots who showed hostility and fear without concealing it, they were all ugly and extremely boring.

Wen Yan didn't care.

She put her hand on the railing of the corridor, and her palms pressed against it. It would only make people feel rough and uneven, and the wood grains were broken. It should be uncomfortable, but Wen Yan held the railing and began to exert force slowly, Let the rough feel get worse.

There is a palm print on the bottom.

It is the abrupt position and strength.

She didn't speak any more, but the dandies downstairs couldn't hold back any longer. Groups of people glanced at each other, trying to confirm the identity of this powerful guy who suddenly appeared.Although a few of them knew it in their hearts, too many of them lamented in their hearts that they were young and light, and their aura was indeed fierce, but a single sentence could directly make them dream back to their old father's glaring eyes.

This King An is really scary...

But now someone else looks even scarier.

The young dandy glanced at the man at the threshold, then at the back of the woman in pink at another place, hissing in his heart, a little contemptuous, this Miss Luo's legs haven't finished shaking yet.

He also just took a sneak peek. After all, not talking about Luo Yunjiao, just looking at Xu Lei's face, he should know that the identities of the few who appeared just now are extraordinary. Otherwise, how could Xu Lei be a bastard? People lose face in public, but still don't attack.

But who would understand that a prince came back to eat at a roast chicken restaurant.

No matter how much he was shocked, the young dandy still thought, forget it, don't talk, he just sit down obediently, lest he go back and let his father beat him up.

There was some gloating in the eyes in the corner.

And here Luo Yunjiao is waiting, she is waiting for Wen Yan's next step.

But the unsheathed knife was still hanging in the air, Wen Yan's silence could only make her more annoyed, perhaps the lowered eyebrows were too quiet, but the probing look was dizzying, Luo Yunjiao couldn't figure it out at all. When does a person explode.

But she can't move, everyone can breathe normally, only she can't.

Wen Yan's words may be heard by others without any hindrance, but Luo Yunjiao's body and mind seem to be penetrated by the person who is being called by her first name, and it is as if her soul is being pulled back.

Luo Yunjiao remembered the poetry meeting that day.

When Wen Yan let go of the railing and raised her head again, her brows and eyes were calm, but there was no coldness as imagined, nor the anger that Luo Yunjiao was afraid of. She went downstairs steadily.

Luo Hanjue walked out from the shadow behind her, glanced down at the woman who was dazed when she saw her, and followed her footsteps.

Passing by the cook who was holding the young child, Wen Yan's cuff moved, and a piece of silver rolled down the hem of his clothes and fell to the ground.The silver light also fell right in front of the cook, but unfortunately the middle-aged man didn't respond, he still squatted on the spot and hugged the child, not letting go.

Wen Yan frowned and reprimanded lightly: "What are you still doing here? You don't want your son's life anymore? Hurry up and take this little thing to the doctor. What are you doing here?"

The man's cloudy eyes slowly focused, staring at the falling silver light, he finally stopped his trembling body.

Originally, his family life was difficult, and the child's mother was sick, so he took the child with him to work during the day, but he didn't expect that the child would suffer if he didn't watch him for a while.He was so poor that he didn't even have the money to treat his child.For a moment, the father had already thought about the extra land behind his ancestral grave.

It happened to be two big and one small.

But now, his child is saved.

The man's voice trembled and said: "My lord, my lord! I, Wu Yue, will never forget the kindness I owe you today, and one day the villain will definitely..."

"With that time to say this, your child's blood will be drained."

Wen Yan impatiently broke the man's poisonous oath, waved his sleeve robe, pressed the clean silk to the blood-stained wound of the child, turned and left.The man was stunned. He took the silk and picked up the piece of silver from the ground. When he raised his head again, the man's eyes were full of determination. He rushed to the hospital with a head of blood.

Standing in front of the mess, Wen Yan dragged out a bench, the sound of rubbing against the ground was ear-piercing, she dragged it all the way, and sat down in front of the crowd, Wen Yan sat down, looked at the group of trash indifferently, and just Then, the jade ring in his hand was ground to a certain degree.

Wen Yongning's anger was in full swing, his usually warm and handsome face was terribly cold and hard.

"In broad daylight, bullying young children, where do you think this is? At the feet of the emperor, do you have any eyes on the king's law?" After finishing speaking, Wen Yongning looked at Pang Ziyi, who was captured by Su Bu, who was as vicious as a jackal just now. Already crushed to the ground.

Wen Yongning was obviously angry, and everyone said that the son and King An had a good relationship, but his temper was more generous and he treated others peacefully.But when he heard Pang Ziyi's words just now, he already thought of copying Pang's family directly.After so many years, there are still people who dare to use their family background to suppress him.In the past, they didn't move these wastes, and they had some scruples about Wen Zibo's position. Now, they can't get through the matter of not peeling off their skin when he is offended.

Then, someone did it first.

"Clear the field."

The order came from the mouth of the man on the bench.

Wen Yan didn't look up, and didn't look at the expressions of the crowd, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said it again.

"Those who have nothing to do with it will retreat, and those who are not guilty and accomplices and troublemakers can retreat."

Sparse footsteps sounded quickly, and within a few seconds, under Luo Hanjue's supervision, even the people watching the fun upstairs were dragged out by the boss.

The dandy in the corner moved his feet, looking at the threshold not far away, his throat rolling.

Wen Yan chuckled softly: "It's fine if you want to get involved, as long as you can receive a criminal order later, your family background is strong enough, and your ancestors are innocent enough. Then this king allows you to make do with the excitement."

Dude ran away.

Luo Hanjue walked to the door, closed the door, and hung the bolt.

Wen Yan said softly, "Kneel down."

Xu Lei was the fastest and the loudest kneeler, and he did not give in to the cook's kowtow just now.

Wen Yan glanced at him, "Oh? I didn't expect that there are people who are knowledgeable about current affairs among you trash. This noise is almost the same as that of the cook just now."

Xu Lei didn't dare to answer. He stared at the ground, not daring to look straight ahead, feeling extremely aggrieved.

It is said that he kneels on his knees and kneels on his parents. He is the most favored in the family. Since he climbed up to the high branch of the fourth prince, except for those two adults, he has not bent his knees for a long time.

But right now, Wang An humiliated himself so much, Xu Lei lowered his head so that no one could see his bloodshot eyes.

Wen Yan withdrew his eyes and looked at Luo Yunjiao who was still in a daze, "Unfortunately, not everyone can understand what this king is saying. Sometimes, there are always some bugs jumping around. If you don't press it to death, it's like It’s like never knowing that you’re a scourge.”

Luo Hanjue had already approached Luo Yunjiao, she was holding a long chopsticks in her hand, no one could see clearly, Luo Yunjiao fell suddenly, the crisp sound made her teeth ache.

Luo Yunjiao's pretentious crying was also very clear.

She turned towards Xu Lei and cried, "Cousin, cousin, it hurts so much, save me, save me..."

The few people standing at the scene watched the farce coldly.

It was another blow of chopsticks, and Luo Yunjiao held her throat and made a hoarse sound. She didn't know why she couldn't make a sound all of a sudden, and she was lying on the ground without any Luo family's bearing, curled up timidly.

Xu Lei was in a trance, he and Luo Yunjiao were not far away, the strange smell was so strong now, the man probably knew that this thing was useless, and cursed secretly in his heart, he was a guy who did more than fail.

Wen Yan propped her chin and looked at these ugly guys. She is very hungry now, and the culprit is that these people took away the master cook.

She's not angry, just irritable, and it's Luo Yunjiao again, she's really bored now, the clown at the poetry meeting pretended to think she had a long memory, but she didn't expect that human beings would be so excited when they face bullying the weak, No conscience or empathy.

Wen Yan closed her eyes, recalling some images that the system transferred to her in her mind just now, she did not miss Luo Yunjiao's exaggerated smile and the joy and disdain in the eyes of the child after being kicked out in the image.

The atmosphere fell silent for a while, the sinner was panicked, and the adjudicator was silent.

Luo Yunjiao, who was kneeling on the ground, was drenched in cold sweat. She could feel that she had been surrounded by a creepy aura, and with a slight movement, the aura intensified.

Luo Yunjiao wondered if she came out today to make a deal, who knew she would run into Wen Yan, and she obviously didn't do anything, she didn't kick that brat, the person who did it has already fallen to the ground, and Hasn't that child already been sent for treatment?He could still cry and scream, but he was slightly injured, but he didn't die.Wouldn't it be better if this matter passed quickly?

A girl with heavy makeup... The woman covered her sore spot, and the saliva flowed out involuntarily, mixing with the dust, making her extremely disgusted.

Luo Yunjiao was thinking.

It's great. In this era, the powerful can do whatever they want, but the power that should belong to them has not yet been obtained.Obviously, I followed the development in my dream, why didn't I achieve anything until now, instead I lost my wife and lost my army.

Thinking of this, Luo Yunjiao was also a little at a loss. Will she...will succeed?

Luo Yunjiao looked up in a daze, and suddenly met the eyes of the woman standing behind Wen Yan.

It was Luo Hanjue.

Luo Yunjiao lowered her head and said the name silently several times.

When Wen Yan opened her eyes, she vaguely pointed in Xu Lei's direction and said, "You can go."

Xu Lei seemed relieved, got up and saluted, turned around and was about to leave, then his sleeves were tightened, and he looked down, Luo Yunjiao was already close to his feet, tightly grabbing the hem of his clothes.

The corners of Xu Lei's eyes twitched so much that he almost made his drooping eyes hang.

Does this woman have any brains? Now they are in front of Luo Hanjue, don't show her head here and show him, are you trying to poke their relationship to the aunt?

But superficial work still needs to be done. Before he could reach out his hand, Luo Hanjue spoke out.

"I'll take her back later, you go first."

Xu Lei heard that it was Luo Hanjue who said, "It's okay, I can take her with me..."

His voice became weaker and weaker in Wen Yan's sudden cold light.

Wen Yan touched the jade ring in his hand, and said casually: "This king asked me to leave, is it because I can't leave or I don't want to leave?"

Xu Lei bit the tip of his tongue and dared not move.Wang An's words were resounding, which made him even more uneasy.Sure enough, the next moment, the man heard Wen Yan's ultimatum.

"Since you are so humble, don't leave any of them, and leave all of them to this king."

Before the words fell, there was also a knocking sound outside the door.

After no one responded, they broke into the door, and a group of men in black clothes and armed with swords filed in.

Wen Yan poked his head out from behind Luo Hanjue's robe, smiled, and finally came.

Patrol camp.