The Romantic Soldier King

A burst of strong Qi came towards him and knocked Ye Cheng back to his original position, but at this time, the entire tunnel was lit up, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside. He looked at the people on the walkway and used his provocative brows to drag the two policemen into the cell next door.    

    

Qing Feng sat on the bed, waiting for Yan Maokuan to appear.    

    

As he listened to his subordinates' reports, he lowered his head and walked towards Ye Cheng's cell, discovering that there were even guards along the way. Yan Maokuan suddenly stopped and looked around as he asked in a low voice.    

    

The officer on duty went in and upon seeing the two people at his feet, he exclaimed in shock. His face turned pale and he immediately ran to the felon area and discovered that Ye Cheng was still relieved.    

    

Yan Maokuan quickly walked to the front of the prison cell and stared at the person inside in disbelief. Let them go! "    

    

"Bureau Chief Yan, you're finally here! I've been waiting for a very, very long time! "    

    

"Ye Cheng, what exactly do you want to do? Don't you want to get out of here? "    

    

Qing Feng looked at Ye Cheng's face, raised his chin and examined Yan Maokuan. Suddenly, he stomped on the policeman's back hard. "The Chief was someone who forgot his own business. Remember what you said the other night when we were here for a long chat?"    

    

"I don't know what you're talking about." Yan Maokuan coughed dryly. Ye Cheng, let me warn you, this is the North Side Sub-bureau, not some Aromatic cloud of yours. If you commit a crime, no matter who you are, you will be punished by the law, and you are no exception. "    

    

Pow! Pow! Pow!    

    

Hearing Yan Maokuan's words, Qing Feng clapped three times. "No matter who commits the crime, they will be punished by the law. Is it the same for the bureau chief who killed people?!"    

    

"Ye Cheng, if you dare spout nonsense again, I'll lock you up in the Little Black Room again."    

    

"Wen Xiaojuan died unjustly, I wonder if the bureau chief will wake up in the middle of the night, I can only watch as she stares at you, her eyes filled with hatred."    

    

Yan Maokuan felt goosebumps all over his body, as though there was really a pair of eyes staring at him from behind, and a cold feeling rose from the bottom of his heart. Stop with the rubbish, release the person first. "    

    

"What if I don't?"    

    

"Then don't blame me for being impolite."    

    

Qing Feng began to giggle. The police told me you're welcome. Did you use the wrong word, Chief? Firstly, I, Ye Cheng did not kill anyone. Secondly, I know who is the culprit.    

    

Yan Maokuan took out his spear and pointed it at Qing Feng. If we let them go now, you will have a way out. "    

    

"You want to silence me by killing me? Why are you finding so many excuses? Go ahead, shoot. As long as you can kill me, you will be free."    

    

The gun sounded, but the one who died was not Qing Feng, it was the policeman at his feet. The bullet had pierced through his face and shot through his head, instantly killing him.    

    

"You killed your companion. Is this considered a murder case?"    

    

Before Yan Maokuan could make a mistake, he calculated the angle and time. Even if Ye Cheng was faster than bullets, the person in front of him had survived.    

    

"I still have one more chance. There's one more person here." Qing Feng provocatively grabbed the other police and blocked in front of him.    

    

"Requesting backup." Yan Maokuan shouted to the policemen behind him.    

    

"Director!"    

    

"Hurry, he doesn't dare to do anything to me."    

    

After separating from the crowd, Yan Maokuan pointed his gun at Qing Feng from beginning to end. Ye Cheng, you know too much, and there are too many people who want you dead. Even if I kill you today, no one will say that I was wrong this time, because I have many reasons to kill you, and every single one of those deaths still retains some meaning. "Let him go while I can still speak politely."    

    

"When the bureau chief raped and killed Wen Xiaojuan, he was not that merciful. You already knew that Lin Changxin would come for him, and hid his body inside the dark room. You should have killed him along with me."    

    

"I didn't kill anyone, you killed Wen Xiaojuan, I just had a relationship with her, he took the initiative to seduce me, that bitch is a bitch sent by Lin Changxin, do you think I don't know her motive? You're the one who killed her, not me! "    

    

Yan Maokuan revealed a sly smile and pointed his spear at Qing Feng. If you have the ability, denounce me, at most, I am just a person with an improper lifestyle, after getting rid of my position, I can stay below for two to three years, and I can still climb up, but for you, you live a rotten life, no one would sympathize with you even after death, if you want to denounce me, Ye Cheng's reputation is greater, you can't win against me. "    

    

Qing Feng's eyes started to wander, from time to time he would glance towards the other side of the prison cell with a mocking smile on his face. It's true that I'm a commoner, and you're an official. I can't beat you, but I can kill you, just like how you killed Wen Xiaojuan once, cut off her flesh, and threw her into the leather box. I also want to tear your flesh piece by piece.    

    

Yan Maokuan avoided giving Qing Feng a look, he could vaguely sense that something was approaching. When he realised that his surroundings had instantly turned pitch black, the person sitting in the cell was already standing in front of him. What are you doing? How did you come out? Someone come, help! "    

    

His ice-cold hand grabbed Yan Maokuan's neck, causing Qing Feng to turn his head and stare at his twisted face while opening his fangs.    

    

Heavens, is he even human?    

    

Yan Maokuan stared at the fierce teeth that were like a beast, he used his strength to beat Qing Feng's hands, but under the powerful force, he was mercilessly lifted up.    

    

In the face of death, people were weak!    

    

Yan Maokuan, who was unable to breathe, held onto the other party tightly as his finger forcefully pulled on the back of Qing Feng's hand. The touch of his fingertip made him feel afraid, and he blinked his eyes, but he could not breathe as he asked word by word: "Who are you?"    

    

"Remember my name, I am Ye Cheng!"    

    

He tightened his fingers. In the silence, he could almost hear the crunching sound of bones.    

    

Yan Maokuan opened his mouth wide, weakly releasing his hand, his head raised back powerlessly.    

    

Puff!    

    

An arrow shot from the side. At the same time Qing Feng dodged the arrow on his wrist, he received the falling Yan Maokuan with his other hand. He ruthlessly swept his gaze towards the direction of the arrow.    

    

Because of the sudden attack, Yan Maokuan experienced the second before death. The moment he breathed in the fresh air, he cried out of joy, and tears fell from his eyes.    

    

"Let him go!"    

    

"You want to stop me!"    

    

"As long as he is human, I will care."    

    

As he lectured with the voice, Yan Maokuan looked over. It was unknown when someone had walked out from the black mist, but he glared with his eyes wide open. The two of them looked exactly the same. Ye Cheng, save me! "    

    

"Ye Cheng looked at the snot and tears in Yan Maokuan's eyes as he sneered. You look pretty good hanging there. "    

    

"Ye Cheng, as long as you let me go, I'll send you out. I guarantee your acquittal." Yan Maokuan tried his best to please Ye Cheng, because in his eyes, he was just a lifesaver. I know you are innocent, he is the murderer, this fake is the murderer, as long as you save me, I can mobilize more police to help you. "    

    

"Will I believe you? Director Yan, if you want to stay alive, then please shut up! "    

    

Ye Cheng squinted his eyes and turned towards Qing Feng. He had waited a bit longer, he had thought that Qing Feng had some ability, and in the end, it was still an old trick. Senior Brother, you disappoint me a little, I can't even handle a single bureau chief, how do you expect me to treat you as my opponent? "    

    

"Shut up!" I don't need you to talk too much about what I do. When he dies, there will naturally be the truth. "    

    

Ye Cheng curled his lips, passed Qing Feng, and walked in front of Yan Maokuan. He raised his right hand, and moved along with the airflow a few times, drawing a semicircle around his shoulder. His finger lightly pushed up the airflow, and a few clusters of flames appeared in the blink of an eye. Bureau Chief Yan, how did Wen Xiaojuan die? "    

    

Yan Maokuan swallowed his saliva. He was certain that he wouldn't die, but he thought that it would be easy. Wen Xiaojuan was killed by Lin Changxin, what does that have to do with me? "    

    

"Is that so? Senior Brother, this time, I think what you said is reasonable, for scum, there is no need to care about morality, go ahead! "    

    

"No, no!"    

    

Ye Cheng opened his right arm to block Qing Feng from coming forward, and his eyes that carried a smile swept across Yan Maokuan's face and he snapped a finger. Did Director Yan figure it out? "Then speak!"    

    

"Wen Xiaojuan knows too much, it was she who threatened me to extort me, I had no choice but to rub my hands and kill her, Lin Changxin was really unlucky, and thought that it had nothing to do with me, that woman deserved to die, if she doesn't, I will die, if not I will die, if not I will die, hahaha!"    

    

"An accomplice!"    

    

"What?"    

    

"It's impossible for you to be alone, right? If Wen Xiaojuan lied to us here, then who was your accomplice?"    

    

Yan Maokuan was startled, and then he shook his head. There's no accomplice, I can't tell you. I've already admitted it, you can let me go now. When I get out, I guarantee that I'll be able to find reinforcements to save you. He's a monster.    

    

The finger pointing at Qing Feng was engulfed by the black mist, and the smell of blood came out of the black mist. Blood dripped onto the ground as the fingers fell.    

    

Yan Maokuan held onto his wrist, and just like that, his left hand disappeared. In his shock, he lowered his head, wanting to pick up his finger, but unexpectedly discovered that many extremely terrifying faces had appeared from within the black fog, and their quick and violent movements had snatched his finger away. Listening to the numbing chewing sounds, he collapsed onto the ground, his entire body helplessly trembling.    

    

"Save me!"    

    

After eating Yan Maokuan's finger, the black mist started to get closer and closer to him, forcing him into a corner. Seeing that there was no way out, Yan Maokuan slowly and vaguely looked towards Ye Cheng.    

    

The bullet that shot into the black mist was like a rock falling into the ocean. Kacha Kacha Kacha, the bullet had been exhausted, but the black mist was still rushing towards Yan Maokuan.    

    

"Please, save me!"    

    

Ye Cheng threw out his phone and said coldly: "The only one who can save you is yourself, call the police!"    

    

"I am the police!"    

    

"Up to you!"    

    

Ye Cheng walked out of the cell and allowed the black mist to approach Yan Maokuan. He did not mind losing one more scum.    

    

Qing Feng revealed his face from the black mist. He impatiently wanted to swallow the prey in front of him.