When Yan Su came out of the crowd, He Wenyuan was still scolding the officers and soldiers.

"Who is your boss? Come find him, you are not qualified to talk to me."

"Did you hear it? Come on with your boss. I was so good. You must give me an explanation!"

There were noise around, and Yan Su's voice mixed with the low-pitched discussions and angry curses of the people, He Wenyuan didn't care.

He scolded very hard and didn't notice anyone approaching.

Yan Su couldn't stand the ugly dirty words, so she immediately stepped forward and kicked the horse under He Wenyuan. When the officers and soldiers didn't react, they pulled one of them on the neck of He Wenyuan who had fallen off the horse.

"Ah! Who dares to attack me? Let me stand up!"

"Brother!" He Wenya, who was talking to the wealthy businessman, finally noticed the existence of Yan Su, Ouyang Shu and others.

Yan Su doesn't know her, she can recognize Yan Su.

He Wenya was frightened and her voice was trembling, but He Wenyuan did not notice it.

Because the knife was placed on his neck, he didn't dare to move, but he didn't stop talking, "Who are you? Do you know what your identity is? My aunt is the imperial concubine of the dynasty and the future queen. If you don't want to die too ugly, take the knife down and kowtow to me and admit your mistake, otherwise I will copy your nine clans..."

As he was talking, he found that the blade was away from his neck, and He Wenyuan immediately became arrogant again. He thought Yan Su was afraid and said proudly, "Don't think that I will let you go like this. For your sense of current affairs, I will reward you with a whole body..."

"Brother, stop talking!" He Wenya was frightened and wanted to remind him who the person holding the knife was, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a sharp thing pressed against her back heart, as if she could pierce her heart as long as she said one more word.

What's even more terrifying is that none of the people around me noticed something strange, and even Chai Wanguan, who was closest to her, did not notice something was wrong. This is the terrible thing.

He Wenya stopped talking and could only watch her brother commit suicide.

He Wenyuan is indeed committing suicide.

He turned his head and saw Yan Su's face, then subconsciously stretched out his hand and made a gesture of touching his face, with his expression even more vulgar, "It turns out that he is a beauty, he looks like I like it. It doesn't matter if he is arrogant at all, I like it more..."

Before he finished speaking, He Wenyuan screamed.

Others didn't see Yan Su taking action, but He Wenyuan, who had just stood up a little, fell to the ground in a strange posture, with his legs twisting at strange angles.

"It's broken."

"What?"

"His legs were broken." The speaker was wearing a short dress and looked like a trainer.

But he took a breath as soon as he finished speaking because he found that He Wenyuan had not only broken legs, but seemed to be bleeding from his ankles and thighs.

The man felt something, shocked, and couldn't help but look at the knife that Yan Su was holding. Sure enough, a drop of blood was found at the tip of the knife.

hiss!

What a fast knife technique!

What a quick skill!

Fast, accurate, cruel and cruel!

If he guessed correctly, He Wenyuan was useless.

He Wenyuan was so painful that he couldn't think, and he curled up on the ground in an ugly and hideous manner and screamed.

Yan Su put the knife expressionlessly and returned it to the officers and soldiers who were still stunned. "Take him back for strict supervision. No one is allowed to visit before the trial of the case is over... The other accomplices will also be taken away, detained alone, and are not allowed to visit prison."

He said to another person, "Go to count the injuries and damages of the street vendors, and I will see the results within half an hour."
Chapter completed!