The people in the Probation Office seemed to be very confident in this psycho-guiding admiral, and no one on both sides of the Taiwan Strait came forward to help. The assassins were surrounded and there was no reason to escape. When they were in such a desperate situation, it would be better to go out and fight. If they seize the monsoon, there would be a glimmer of hope.

Ji Feng's face always had a cold smile. He usually looked no different from the old man who put a big bowl of tea on the street. He occasionally showed his official power and soon disappeared. Jinshishi had too many weird people who were obsessed with potions and weapons, but Ji Feng, who had always been kind, was very popular among the people in the Probation Office.

Being loved does not mean that this person is weak and can be bullied. The angry monsoon is like a tiger that chooses people to eat. His people are completely integrated with the terrifying carriage. They can attack and retreat and defend, and there is no way to do anything.

A sharp blade rotated rapidly, tearing a "hissing" sound in the air, attacking a short assassin. He had no time to dodge, so he raised his long sword in his hand to block it. With a clang, half of the long sword was interrupted and landed on the boat board. The assassin's face changed. The long sword in his hand was his beloved weapon, all made of stainless steel. He didn't know what mechanism was used to launch the blade of Monsoon, and his strength was as strong as that of the innate masters and cut the long sword off with all their strength.

The assassin simply threw down half of the cut-off knife, took out a short dagger from his arms, spread his body, and moved up and down a few times to avoid the hidden weapon that was coming, which had fallen into the back of the carriage. A trace of cruel hatred flashed across his face. After the dark wall of the carriage, it was where Monkey King was. With his skills, he broke through the wall and killed Monkey King under the knife.

All the power of his body was gathered on his arms, and the short dagger was actually whirling without wind. The dagger instilled with powerful true power seemed to flash with a dazzling light.

The strong aura almost penetrated the car board, and the timid cavalry had already exclaimed, and many officers and soldiers took out their bows and arrows. If the monsoon had any problems, they might have to shoot the assassin into a hedgehog.

A wooden board suddenly opened on the wall of the car, less than a foot square. Before the assassin could see clearly what was there, three black liquids had already sprayed out, making his head and face full of... What was even more frightening was that where the black liquid flowed through, the flesh began to rot, revealing the thick white bones...

The assassin screamed repeatedly, threw down his dagger, covered his face with both hands, and plunged into the water, as if he wanted to wash away the deadly liquid with the river. Sitting in the car, Ji Feng just looked at him coldly, and said lightly: "If you touch the water, you will die faster."

Qin Fei held a short sword in his hand and watched the situation in the field coldly. Monsoon undoubtedly controlled the whole audience. All the assassins in front and behind the pontoon bridge were shrouded under his cover, with endless equipment and creepy venom and poisonous fog constantly harvesting the life of the assassin. The black carriage can be pasted with a pair of words: Don't be close to anyone!

There was the last assassin on the pontoon bridge. He was pale and dull. He looked at the carriage and the smiling ji Feng in the carriage. Those terrible corpses had already defeated the last line of defense in his heart. As long as he could live, he could do anything now!

At some point, Qin Fei had already walked behind him, patted his shoulder, and whispered: "It's better to live than to die. Think about it!"

The assassin softly put down the weapon in his hand and was obediently locked up by Qin Fei. Qin Fei shouted sternly: "Continue to build a bridge, let's go back the same way!"

Princess Wuyang did not leave Guangzhou. Qin Fei's guise tactics had already had unexpected effects. Without the princess' protection, in the floating bridge, where it was difficult for the enemy to continue to attack, Monsoon showed his power, slaughtered more than ten assassins by one person and captured one alive. Jinshishi, who has always been underestimated, has since gained fame!

Compared with the invisible style of those masters who kill people, the ecstasy poisons and the unpreventable equipment give people a more terrifying feeling. Death in Qin Fei's hands is no matter how you are stabbed in the heart and chopped in the head; but in Ji Feng's hands, you don't know how you die, and it's a delusion to have a whole body...

After the battle, the assassins who were ready to move suddenly discovered that the Admiral of the Jinshishi Si, who had long been regarded as incompetent in their eyes, was such a powerful person. What made the assassins passive was that Qin Fei's guise trick made it even more difficult for the assassins to judge - next time I saw the princess' carriage, can you be sure that it was a princess, instead of gunpowder filled with more than 100 kilograms of iron nails in a barrel?

As expected, none of the Six Divisions of the Inspection Office is a soft persimmon. Even if the Jinshi Se, who is extremely low-key, is not allowed to take action, it will be a way to harvest the lives of more than ten innate masters at one move... The name of Monsoon is similar to the God of Death in the hearts of the assassins. How many people dare to provoke Monsoon?

"Princess Wuyang, we can go on the road this time!" Qin Feis stood politely in front of Princess Wuyang and Yan Qing, and said calmly: "The assassins have been cheated once and have caught a living. For a while, no one dares to make your decision."

"You are... so cunning!" Princess Wuyang sighed faintly: "I changed the princess' itinerary without authorization, and used Wuyang's carriage as bait to kill people. The censors of Chu State don't know if they are eating a good meal. If someone takes the lead in impeaching you, you will be in trouble."

Ji Feng was crossing his legs and sat leisurely on the side with scissors to trim his nails. He smiled and said, "Princess Wuyang may have forgotten that Qin Fei's future father-in-law is the censor, one of the three dukes of the court. All the censors of the court are making a living with Lord Tang. No one will be unable to get along with his job and go to impeach Qin Fei."

Although Qin Fei proposed to break the engagement, these private matters were not convenient to bring them up in front of the princess. He just smiled faintly and did not explain.

Princess Wuyang looked at Qin Fei curiously. The woman hated the most was not men, but women who were more beautiful than her. Tang Daier was known as the number one beauty in Jiangbei, but many people who have been to Jiangbei would even secretly talk about it when they came back. Tang Daier could be regarded as the number one beauty in the world.

Women may not know how many provinces a country has, or what a tael of silver can do. But every woman knows the names of the most famous beautiful women.

Wuyang certainly knew Tang Daier. She was arrogant and beautiful and often felt sorry for herself, but she felt that Jiangnan's spiritual energy was in her. It was not strange that every beauty would have such narcissistic behavior.

If Wuyang wanted to admit that Tang Daier was more beautiful than her, she would never recognize her even if the knife was placed on her neck. However, she understood very well that because of her beauty, the range of choices for beautiful women would naturally be much larger. From princes and nobles to civil and military officials, children from all families would almost pursue those famous socialites. How could Tang Daier look down on the young man from a poor and humble background on the opposite side?

"I think Qin Fei's arrangement this time is good. As the saying goes, each generation is stronger than the other. I decided to hand over the decision-making power of this industry to Qin Fei." Ji Feng said lazily: "It is better to kill me than to let me plan something overall. Qin Fei told me after making arrangements and I will execute it."

"No!" Yan Qing, who had not spoken, couldn't help but say, "Ji Tongzhi, although Qin Fei performed well this time, he was very young and had been in the Procuratorate Office for a short time. He rashly handed over the heavy responsibility of escorting the princess to Qin Fei for coordination. Our Wu Kingdom will never agree to such a risk!"

Qin Fei rubbed his nose with a smile, walked to Yan Qing, and said lightly: "Some things are not calculated based on length. But they are determined by whether they have the ability!"

Qin Fei didn't feel anything when he said this sentence, but when he looked at Zhou Liyuan and Ji Feng standing aside, he couldn't help laughing. Qin Fei suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing. When he wanted to make up for it, he felt that it would be more obvious.

Yan Qing's idea was obviously similar to Ji Feng and the others. He said coldly: "If you come to command, many people will not obey you. If the superiors and subordinates cannot be united, how can they safely send the princess to Dongdu?"

"The people in the Investigation Office will definitely accept it. If you don't agree with me, it's just you." Qin Fei did not give in: "It's better, I'll ask you a question. If you answer it, I will listen to you in the future. But if you can't answer it, you will listen to my instructions honestly."

"Do you dare?" Qin Fei narrowed his eyes and looked provocative.

"What are I afraid of?" Yan Qing was arrogant and smart. As long as he had answers, he had never been afraid of it.

Qin Fei coughed and said aloud: "There is a tree that is seven feet long. A snail climbs up, climbs three feet during the day and falls two feet at night. Ask you, when will the snail climb to the top of the tree?"

Yan Qing couldn't help but cover his mouth and laughed. Zhou Liyuan and Ji Feng, who were standing behind Qin Fei, were embarrassed and unable to speak. They thought Qin Fei was going to ask something tricky and weird, but they didn't expect that even a child could answer a question. How could this be humane?

"Do you know if you don't change the question?" Yan Qing giggled. In order to take care of her demeanor, she had already tried her best to endure it without any rudeness.

"Uh... I won't change it anymore!" Qin Fei grabbed his forehead: "I think this question is quite difficult."

"That's because you're stupid..." Even Princess Wuyang couldn't help but say, "This kind of question can only be done for three-year-old children!"

Yan Qing curled his smile and said seriously: "Seven Days!"

"It's really seven days?" Qin Fei said with a serious look on his face: "Congratulations, you answered wrong. Let's listen to me in the future!"

Yan Qing looked incredible and almost rushed to Qin Fei: "You...you are talking nonsense. Isn't it seven days? Do you want to lie to me?"
Chapter completed!