Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

Hearing Xu Shan's words, Song Yuanqiao was stunned. He looked at the young man in front of him and said cautiously, "Then, at that time, did you know what this evil boy had done?"

"The real and fake keys are just a trick. He claims to be very smart, but in my eyes... he's just adorably stupid."

After he finished speaking, Song Yuanqiao, for the sake of his only son, had no choice but to clasp his fists and bow his head and say, "Thank you, Master Xu, for your mercy."

"It should!"

"But... Sect Leader Song, after I show mercy, I can guarantee that my people won't reveal a single word. You and Young Master Song won't push yourselves into this fire pit."

"But what about them?"

"Can you promise?"

When saying these last two sentences, Xu Shan pointed at Tan Luzi and others not far away.

"you……"

Upon hearing this, Tan Luzi and his group became panicked.

"Hidden the key with evil intentions!"

"But it's a capital crime."

After Xu Shan finished saying this, he raised Song Yuanqiao's right hand holding the sword and pointed it at Tan Luzi and others in public.

"The simplest and most reliable way is to kill and silence them."

"Only the dead can keep their mouths shut."

"What do you think, Sect Leader Song?"

'Hiss.'

Hearing this, not to mention Tan Luzi and others who were already trapped, even Song Yuanqiao widened his eyes and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The latter knew better than anyone else that if he took action tonight, he would have a handle on him, firmly grasped by the young man in front of him.

"Master Song, let me remind you..."

"I met with Song Qingshu tonight, and it's not just me who knows about it."

"If anything happens to me, you, Wudang, will be held responsible."

'Pah-ta-ta.'

Just as Tan Luzi finished speaking, two foreign objects wrapped in white cloth were thrown over from the darkness.

The moment it landed on the ground, the blood-stained white cloth bag unfolded.

Immediately afterwards, more than ten heads rolled down in front of everyone.

"This, this is..."

Looking at those familiar faces, Tan Luzi couldn't speak a complete sentence for a moment.

"These are all the West Factory's spies in Liuhe."

"Everyone who can directly prove Mr. Song's connection with him is here!"

"Master Song, is the Jinyiwei's behavior honest?"

Just as Xu Shan continued to incite Song Yuanqiao to finish his words, Tan Luzi, with a ferocious face, scanned the scene and shouted, "You, you dare to touch the people from the Western Factory?"

"Our family governor will never let you go."

As soon as he finished speaking, a showy voice came from far away.

"Holding the sun, moon and stars in my hand, there is no one like me in the world!"

"How dare you do this under the noses of my Jinyiwei? If Cao Zhengchun comes, I, Zhang Liansong, will crush him to pieces."

"Ok?"

Hearing such arrogant words, everyone turned their heads to look.

Zhang Liansong, holding a sword in his arms, walked out with an air of dominance.

Sir, how is my pen?

"Goudan! Next time you encounter this situation, look at people with the back of your head when you appear again."

"That way, it will be more impressive."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liansong's eyes suddenly lit up and he turned around.

In the dark woods, a few rays of moonlight shone on his tall body, stretching his shadow very long.

"My Lord, is that so?"

"Right! Even when looking at someone head-on, my eyes would be raised. I act like I'm not going to give in to anyone."

"I understand, sir! It turns out there are so many things to consider when making an appearance."

"Haha."

The originally tense atmosphere at the scene was replaced by the appearance of this little brother, which caused the Jinyiwei to burst into laughter.

The harsher their laughter became, the paler the faces of Tan Luzi and the others became.

Judging from the situation, the other party obviously had no intention of letting him escape alive.

"Master Song, I'm giving you a chance, you must seize it."

"Tonight, will your son assist the Imperial Guards in suppressing the thugs who covet the 'Secret Key', or will he join them in corrupting the Wudang's century-old honor..."

"It all depends on your thoughts!"

"You don't want Wudang to lose its leading position in the martial arts world because of your son, do you?"

Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao clenched the sword in his hand until it squeaked.