The world starts from the iron cloth shirt

"Bold, you dare to catch Zhang Butou, will you find death?"

The middle-aged man shouted angrily.

Chen Xuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, grabbed the catcher Zhang, flied towards the room on the top floor, quickly entered the room, closed the door, and sent the catcher Zhang away.

Catcher Zhang quickly backed away, leaning against the window, and shouted angrily: "What are you going to do? Do you know that attacking a court official is a serious crime, and the house will be ransacked!"

Snapped!

Chen Xuan pressed a token on the table, the black light flickered, and the handwriting was clear.

"Is this still a copy of the house?"

Chen Xuan said coldly.

Snapped!

Another silver medal was pressed on the table together, also flickering with black light, quite mysterious.

Head catcher Zhang stared, took a look, showed horror, hurriedly bowed down, and said in panic: "My subordinate Zhang Ziqian has seen Mr. Chufeng, but this subordinate has no eyes, delayed the master's big case, and this subordinate will die!"

Chen Xuan snorted coldly, and said: "Okay, those who don't know don't blame, you back down, get everyone out of here, and pretend this never happened."

"Yes, thank you sir."

Zhang Butou was dripping with cold sweat.

He hurriedly got up and walked towards the door, his face pale.

Unexpectedly encountered the wind and patrol.

This kind of head-hunting power is astonishingly powerful. They are responsible for monitoring major events in the world and the secrets of various places. Wherever they go, all the agencies directly under the Six Doors will cooperate with them unconditionally. Not only that, they are also equivalent to the eyes of the Headquarters of the Six Doors. The right to cut first and play later.

To put it bluntly, even if Chen Xuan killed him directly, the higher-ups would not bother at all, and would only think that he had done something that was not conducive to the court.

So facing Chen Xuan, he really couldn't get tough.

At this moment, he directly scolded the middle-aged man a hundred times in his heart, who the hell did he offend?

downstairs.

The middle-aged man walked back and forth, staring fixedly at Dongfang Aoyun, gnashing his teeth angrily.

If Zhang Butou hadn't been taken by the opponent's companion, he would have rushed over and killed Dongfang Aoyun with a single blow. If he had known earlier, he should have come alone instead of reporting to the police first.

When he was staring at Dongfang Aoyun, Dongfang Aoyun's eyes were also extremely terrifying, like gloomy lightning, staring coldly at the middle-aged man, with an astonishing murderous aura, which made the middle-aged man secretly startled and noticed that Something is wrong.

Why is this girl's murderous intent heavier than her own?

I am my dead son!

When he was wondering, Zhang Tutou turned pale and sweated, and finally ran down the stairs.

"Catcher Zhang is down, quickly take down this stinky woman!"

The middle-aged man was overjoyed and hurriedly drank.

A group of arresters are about to pounce again.

Catcher Zhang suddenly shouted angrily: "I see who would dare?"

A group of arresters paused and looked at each other.

The middle-aged man was also directly confused, and said: "Captor Zhang, what's wrong?"

It took a lot of effort, why did Zhang Tutou seem to be a different person?

"Damn it, arrest Zhao Laosan for me. This Zhao Laosan often pampers his son, robs the women of the people, brings him back to me, tortures him severely, and ransacks his house!"

Zhang Butou shouted angrily.

A group of small policemen were also directly stunned, and quickly realized that they rushed towards the middle-aged man.

The servants beside the middle-aged man also froze, showing horror, turned around and ran away, for fear of being affected.

The middle-aged man was quickly taken down, his face panicked, and he hurriedly shouted: "I'm wronged, I'm wronged by arrester Zhang, I killed my own son, what's going on..."

Chapter 156: No. 28 on the People's List

Catcher Zhang pressed the middle-aged man and led them away quickly.

Dongfang Aoyun looked at their figures thoughtfully.

Snapped!

Chen Xuan slapped him again, and said indifferently, "What are you thinking? Still don't eat?"

Dongfang Aoyun covered his cheeks and followed behind Chen Xuan without saying a word.

Chen Xuan snorted coldly and went downstairs.

Time flies.

Four days passed in a blink of an eye.

There was a commotion in the city, a large number of quacks gathered towards the yamen, even the people who were dining in the inn lobby were startled all of a sudden, and ran outside one after another.

"The list of people has been posted, go and have a look!"

"How many ranks does Chen Xuan rank in?"

"'Sword Fighting the Sky' Wang Jiuxiao is about to drop off the list?"

"The Divine Monk of True Wisdom had a battle with Shangguan Han last month, and there was no winner!"

...

The crowd was noisy, all running on the street.

Chen Xuan's heart moved, and he immediately took Dongfang Aoyun out of the inn and walked towards the gate of the yamen.

The entire street at the gate of the Yamen was densely packed with crowds, and it was dark and dense, all of them were good-for-nothing quacks, and all kinds of voices were noisy and ear-piercing.

"Oh my god, Chen Xuan, the top player, is number 28 on the list!"

someone exclaimed.

The others were in an uproar, shocked.