Ji Fan sighed deadpan and asked, "Where do those twelve old ministers live? I doubt that the general has made a move."
Liuxiang nodded and found a piece of paper with some yellowing and handed it to JiFan.
JiFan turned to leave, looked at the map and looked at the radar.
Violent color change!
Those nine people. . .
JiFan magnified the map and saw that the outside of the mansion of nine people was obviously surrounded.
JiFan hurriedly with Dian Wei rushed to the site.
. . . . . .
General Ji looked at the information strangely, and in his eyes, two thoughts were constantly intertwined.
Finally, I made up my mind and looked cruel.
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Chapter 8. Ten Steps to Kill One Person
JiFan with Dian Wei double single-handedly killed to the general office. !
Ji Shao!
Ji Shao is definitely behind them, otherwise no one dares to surround Sikong’s mansion.
So all over the world, at the foot of the son of heaven, except for General Ji Shaoji, no one has the courage to be the official residence of the court!
Only Ji Shao, the general of Ji, has the courage.
Ji Fan is also very helpless!
I didn’t want to accept this mess, but why did I agree in a fog?
Now being attacked on all sides makes you very passive!
But JiFan also not afraid, he would have thought of a posterior, foolproof posterior!
Who also don’t know, thought of here JiFan corners of the mouth with a strange smile.
Now it is imperative to find out what the situation is.
What exactly do those twelve old ministers know?
General mansion is getting closer and closer, JiFan heart puzzling fidgety.
How do I get in? How to ask for someone with him? Is it right to tear your face off for a puppet emperor?
JiFan himself can’t think clearly.
But at this moment, the black charcoal on his legs tore and stood up.
Dian Wei’s roar came from his ear: "Who’s coming? But to die! "
JiFan looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing a white robe of the scribes making a deep bow to JiFan.
Ji Fan asked indifferently, "What can I do for you?" Eyes looked behind the middle-aged man.
Impressively, Wen Wan’s son cowered behind the middle-aged man, and when he saw the salute of the middle-aged man, he knew what they were doing.
The middle-aged man introduced himself and said, "I met General Ji in Xiawenliu. It is really extraordinary for General Ji to live in Hebei at such a young age."
The implication is to set a trap for Ji Fan, which means that you have extraordinary bearing and you don’t need to be as knowledgeable as my daughter.
Ji Fan frowned and said, "Come on, I’m tired of talking to you aristocratic men. I’ve been set up and want me to forgive her!" Ok, as long as she doesn’t come to me in the future. "
The middle-aged man coughed awkwardly twice and said, "General Ji really has an extraordinary bearing. I still want to trouble General Ji."
Ji Fan said with a straight face: "Say it!"
Wen Liu smiled awkwardly again, looking awkward, and said, "My little girl was spoiled by me since she was a child. I hope I can be a handmaid next to General Ji, so I’m afraid to hone her temper."
Ji Fan said, "Send it directly to the Imperial Building. Now please get out of the way. I am in a hurry! "
Warm current hurriedly get out of the way.
JiFan rode without looking at Wen Wan ‘er and rushed towards the general’s palace.
As everyone knows, Wen Wan’s eyes looked at him with a look of worship.
Wen Liu looks a little weird.
In less than half an hour’s time, Ji Fance rode to the general’s office, got off the horse and walked to the front of the two guards, and walked towards the inside.
At this time, I usually see that Ji Fan is the two guards who bow and scrape. They look indifferent and say, "Please stop! General Ji doesn’t see guests today! "
JiFan nodded.
JiFan stood there thinking a lot, looked at the radar, and exhaled.
JiFan look gradually cold, shout at top of voice.
"Where is Dian Wei!"
Dian Wei took out the double halberd guards and shouted, "Here it is!"
Ji Fan’s cold face moved and spit out two words: "Breaking into the house."
"If there is a stopper, kill. . . None. . . Forgive. . 。”
"promise!"
The next moment, the heads of the two guards bloomed in a cloud of blood fog.