"Those people will be temporarily detained by the Hong Kong police first. Don't worry, Hong Kong's laws are fair. As long as you can make a fair decision, they will be released later."

"..." If the "Prince" heart could beat, it would have to burst. This boy was obviously sure of him and had no room for negotiation. He gritted his teeth and said, "You'd better be able to ensure their safety, otherwise you know what the consequences will be!"

Fu Chenxue didn't say anything, smiled slightly, leaned over and picked up Xue'er, and turned around and left with Feng Yanran, who had finished healing. Looking at their backs, the "Prince"'s face was gloomy and bright, and there was clearly flame burning in her eyes.

The "Earl" with its wings closed down, and carefully came to the "Prince" and bowed and said, "Your Highness, the Prince..." Before he could finish his words, the "Prince" raised his hand and slapped his face. "Bang", the pupils of the "blood tribes" suddenly shrank, and the "Earl"'s body flew out five or six feet in the air, smashing it hard on the roof.

The Prince said furiously: "You have done a good thing! Why don't you give me some real tricks?"

The "Earl" got up from the ground, and half of his face was almost scattered. He did not dare to cover his face or stand up. He crawled to the feet of the "Prince", and cried bitterly: "Your Highness, Prince, I said... I said..." He witnessed this fierce battle tonight. The "Duke" was injured because of him. Many "blood tribes" died because of him. He did not honestly explain that even if the "Prince" was willing to let him go, the elders of the "blood tribe" would not forgive him. Instead of suffering and dying, it would be better to end this long life quickly.

The "Prince" turned his eyes to the "Duke" again and said coldly: "Duke, what have you done, let me be honest with you. Because of you two, many tribesmen died of misfortune, and the dignity of the "blood tribe" was also trampled under the feet. When did the great "Brook tribe" suffer such humiliation? When did they be forced into such a situation?"

The "duke" was seriously injured and had a weak breath. He was supported by two elders. Facing the "prince's"'s thunderous anger, he knew that he was in the wrong, so he lowered his head and dared not argue.

In the elevator, Feng Yanran asked, "Senior Brother, let's let the blood clan go like this?"

Fu Chenxue said: "The blood clan is a mysterious race, with an immortal body and powerful force. They have been living away from the world for thousands of years and are in peace with humans. The incident of the "Earl" shows that some people in the "Blood clan" are unwilling to be lonely and traditional lifestyles. It also shows that some people want to get involved in the blood clan, or cause unrest in human society through the blood clan, which is very dangerous. The blood clan has its own inheritance precepts. We should not interfere too much in their internal affairs at present, so let them deal with it themselves. What we need to do is not to start a large-scale war with the blood clan, but to find out the truth behind this matter, or who is that "black hand"?"

"'Black Hand'? Brother Senior said the one who wants to kill you?"

"Maybe more than one person wants to kill me!" Fu Chenxue's eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, but her eyes were very cold and deep. "If I don't want to kill people, it doesn't mean I can swallow my anger. They will find that being my enemy is not a pleasant thing. Yanran, Xiaohuang not long ago, news came from the fierce battle in the 'Qinyuan', and more than 30 super 'ninjas' appeared one after another, which was not ordinary lively."

"More than thirty ninjas? So many? It seems that they are prepared. Senior brother, let's go back quickly. Most of the 'Qinyuan' are women with no power. Qinghuang and Aying are under great pressure. If you are negligent, you will regret it for life!" The red numbers of the elevator kept flashing, and Feng Yanran still felt slow and punched the elevator, wishing he could return to "Qinyuan" immediately to fight with the coming super "ninjas".

Fu Chenxue seemed not in a hurry and said, "You just had a fight with the blood clan tonight, so you might as well take a break. There are not only Xiaohuang, Aying and others in Qinyuan. At this time, Ji Feng, Xue Yao and Yu Xuanji will bring people to you. If nothing unexpected happens, those more than 30 "Koga Ninjas" will sprinkle blood outside Qinyuan!"

"Senior brother, when did Ji Feng and the old demon come?"

"I came to Hong Kong at about the same time as you. I didn't let them show up just to give those who want to sneak attacks tonight a huge surprise!"

Feng Yanran scratched her head and suddenly laughed: "Senior Brother, you are so sinister!"

Fu Chenxue's face darkened and she said coldly: "Did you know?"

"Uh... Senior brother, I don't mean that..." Feng Yanran knew that he said the wrong thing, so he quickly complimented: "Senior brother is wise and powerful. Everyone loves flowers. When everyone drives, he sees the car. When he sees the coffin on the car, he opens the lid. How can those clowns hide their eyes from your eyes? You stand high, pee far away, wear other people's shoes, walk your own way, and leave others with no way out... Senior brother, my admiration for you is like the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, surging endlessly..." Before he finished speaking, a thunder came over his head. He was so painful that tears almost flowed down, and he screamed: "Senior brother, why did you hit me?"

Fu Chenxue said coldly: "I stand high, of course I pee far away, so what if I hit you?" As he was saying that, the elevator stopped and the elevator door opened. As soon as Fu Chenxue and Feng Yanran walked out of the elevator, they saw a figure rushing over from the hall, pounced on Fu Chenxue, hugged him tightly, and said incoherently: "Fu Chenxue, are you... you are hurt? Let me see... Why don't you listen to me? You have to go up and show off? Why?"

Listening to the woman cursing like a machine gun, Fu Chenxue and Feng Yanran were a little confused. Feng Yanran looked at Fu Chenxue, then looked at the woman, coughed and asked, "Miss, that... is my senior brother very familiar with you?"

Zhou Jiaxin glared fiercely and said angrily: "You are the lady... Your whole family is a lady!"

Oh my god, is this the situation? Feng Yanran knelt: "That... so, who is police officer, I tell you that being low-key is a virtue. Don't just think you are a golden toilet and don't pretend to be a golden toilet. Also, my senior brother is not familiar with you. If you are so enthusiastic, it is easy for others to misunderstand."

Zhou Jiaxin was furious: "You are the toilet that holds shit, your whole family is the toilet that holds shit!"

"Damn!" Feng Yanran couldn't help but swear. This woman was hypocritical, why was she a "thirteen o'clock"? She couldn't even curse people, and just turned around and turned... boring! He turned to Fu Chenxue and said helplessly: "Senior brother, now the problem is here, how can I solve it?"
Chapter completed!