Suddenly, Chen Xuan heard a burst of noise coming from the back hall.

"Six and six, five leaders"

"Eight horses..."

…

"Leopard, leopard, come out!"

"Hahaha, four, five, and six!"

…

The chaotic sound came into his ears, and Chen Xuan walked into the back hall and followed the sound.

I saw a huge room, a group of figures gathered here and kept shouting, hoarsely.

There were several tables in the room, some were fighting for wine, and some were gathering together to have a special time.

The shouts can be heard far away.

Chen Xuan was puzzled secretly.

Is this amazing?

Who are these people?

Just messing around in the backyard of the yamen?

Chen Xuan was about to squeeze into the room when he suddenly felt aroused and noticed that in another broken room, a middle-aged man in shabby clothes, sitting there with a bitter face, sighing.

Around him, a few gangsters dressed in official robes and were playing back and forth, some in official accents, some in opera, some in hippie and smiling, so unhappy.

Chen Xuan immediately walked towards the room first.

Several gangsters suddenly had their eyes lit up and they noticed Chen Xuan.

"Huh, new detective?"

"Now, hurry up, take off your official uniform and give us your waist knife!"

Several gangsters surrounded him.

The middle-aged man also noticed Chen Xuan, and while sighing, he also showed a slight surprise.

The court actually sent a new captain?

He quickly smiled bitterly.

In the past three years, there have been eleven new captains who have died here.

Is there anyone who dares to come?

Mostly, it’s the same as myself, with no one above, and I was sent to the point of being excluded, right?

Several gangsters started to tear Chen Xuan's clothes, and some people wanted to grab his official sword directly, and tore off all the clothes and official swords.

Bang!

Chen Xuan slapped the gangster who grabbed the official sword and was hit on the head on the spot. His skull broke, and blood spurted, flew backwards, and died tragically.

"Son of Turtle, I am a ninth-ranked black-robed captain in the imperial court. Dare to take my official sword? Are you looking for death?"

Chen Xuan scolded.

The other gangsters were shocked. They had never seen such a scene and they suddenly stepped back.

"You...you..."

"I've killed someone, come here, kill someone!"

They hurriedly shouted.

puff!

Chen Xuan raised his sword and fell. The man who shouted the most was cut off his head on the spot, and blood spurted two or three meters.

The other two hurriedly kept silent, trembling and extremely frightened.

"What's the name? Grandma, my bear, it's so noisy that my ears and eyes are almost blowing!"

Chen Xuan looked fierce and took out his ears.

The down-and-out middle-aged man next to him was stunned again and looked at Chen Xuan in horror.

This... this new captain is so tough?

Kill two people at the beginning?

"You...you..."

His voice trembled and he couldn't speak.

"Dadays, you are a fairy, Banban, are you a county magistrate?"

Chen Xuan scolded.

The middle-aged man quickly stood up, his face was horrified, his hands were raised, and he said, "In Xialin Zedong, he is the contemporary county magistrate of Qingfeng City. How dare you ask who the captain is?"

Chen Xuan glanced at him with fierce eyes.

"Are you the county magistrate?"

"Yes, it's down."

The middle-aged man nodded quickly.

Chen Xuan took out a letter from his arms, unfolded it directly, learning from the scenes in the movies in his previous life, and shouting loudly.

“Appointment letter!”
Chapter completed!