Chapter 829: Forbidden Martial Arts Building

"King of Life?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan was slightly stunned. Looking at the confident expression on the commander's face, he was a little strange for a moment.

What does he mean by being so proud?

"You are the King of the North, right?" Ye Fan said after a slight pause.

"What King of the North." The commander shook his head immediately: "I don't know whether Ning Dong has colluded with the King of the North, but we don't."

"It's a bit strange." After a lie, the commander's attitude made Ye Fan more suspicious.

Now, it has been revealed that only the King of the North has put the outsider in the open.

"Take him away and lock him up for a few days." At this moment, Ye Fan was too lazy to entangle with the commander and waved his hand to let the soldiers take him away.

It doesn't matter whose troops they are. Ning Dong has been crushed, and he has also captured many of the soldiers wearing strange armor.

There is always someone who is not hard-mouthed.

"That's you." His eyes moved, and Ye Fan looked at the remaining Jia Jing.

He was obviously very scared, his body was shaking constantly, and when Ye Fan's eyes swept over, he trembled even more violently.

"Is the confidant of the King of Liao such a weak person?" Ye Fan asked, with some teasing in his words.

"I, I." Jia Jing answered, but his trembling body made him unable to say a complete sentence.

"Think about it and tell me." Ye Fan smiled and picked up the tea beside him.

People with weak personalities are the easiest to interrogate, and they don't even need to be tortured.

"I..." Jia Jing was still trembling. After a long time, he finally calmed down and spoke, which surprised everyone.

"You can kill me or chop me up, whatever you want."

"Ah?" Ye Fan was also stunned: "I asked you to think it over and say it."

"Think it over, okay." Jia Jing responded, nodding seriously: "The King of Liao is right, he has been very kind to me."

"So you are stuttering, not afraid." Ye Fan reacted and looked at Jia Jing who was stiffening his neck: "Do you mean that you just want to die?"

"That's not it." Jia Jing's tone softened a little, "I still want to live."

"Hey!" This time, Chen Peng, Li You and others on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

"Do you think I'm kidding you? Why are you doing this?"

"No, no, no, no." Jia Jing quickly replied: "I, I want to say that although the King of Liao has been very kind to me, but, but I want to live."

"I am willing to, willing to say it."

"Then you say it." Seeing this, Ye Fan was too lazy to continue asking, and asked someone to take out a pen and paper and put it in front of Jia Jing.

"Write down everything you see, hear, and know about the aliens."

"Okay, okay." Jia Jing agreed repeatedly, picked up the paper and pen, and began to write furiously.

"Do you know anything?" Ye Fan moved his eyes and looked at the ministers present.

"Ah? Are we going to die too?" Ye Fan's words shocked many senior officials.

"Of course." Ye Fan nodded, "I didn't say I would let you go."

As he said that, Ye Fan looked at Simba who was standing silently at the end of the palace.

Simba naturally understood, and walked towards the officials with a heavy axe.

"King Ye, spare my life!"

Simba, the god of death, came, and a group of officials knelt down at once. They were cowardly, and they couldn't stand such a scare.

"I told you, if you want to live, say something useful."

"I have it, I have it." A man with a mustache stood up first: "The King of Liao always meets those outsiders in the Forbidden Martial Arts Building."

"That restaurant has many branches, and it is said that the owner of each building has the ability to reach the sky."

"Forbidden Martial Arts Building." Hearing the name of this restaurant, Ye Fan frowned slightly, and some memories came to his mind.

This Forbidden Martial Arts Building is indeed famous, but it was not famous in the early days of the troubled times. It was at the end of the previous life. It was known for its absolute safety. Many times, it was even regarded as a safe zone in the city.

Whether it is fighting or war, as long as it is around the Forbidden Martial Arts Building, fighting, fighting and provoking trouble are prohibited. This rule was once followed by all the leaders of the forces. Occasionally, there were those who did not follow the rules, and there was no follow-up news. It is said that they were all dealt with.

"The King of Liao met these outsiders in the Forbidden Martial Arts Building..." This sentence made Ye Fan think of many possibilities.

It's just a chain restaurant, how can it have such great power?

"You can live." Looking at the official, Ye Fan nodded: "Take off your official uniform and go on your own. I will have someone give you a salary, enough for you and your family to live for ten years."

"Thank you, King Ye! Thank you, King Ye!" The man was like a new life. While thanking him, he hurriedly took off his official uniform.

"I have one too." Seeing that the first person got such a generous reward, the others were very excited and stood up one by one, scrambling for it.

"The King of Liao has twenty-one wives in the twenty-one cities of Ningdong. Before, he drew lots every month and went to these cities in order. He went to the cities to inspect while looking for wives."

"He has a strange habit. Every month, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has to give him a large amount of clothes used by women."

"His nickname is Fang Wanshi. It is said that he was given this nickname by others when he was playing with shit when he was a child."

"..."

Everyone talked about it, and soon, almost all of the life stories of the King of Liao were revealed, but there was no particularly useful information like before.

"Go find Chen Peng to register." Ye Fan felt a little headache after hearing this and waved his hand.

"Anyone who can say one thing can go home, and anyone who is willing to stay and has a clean identity can continue to stay and continue to serve as an official."

"Lord Ye! My grandfather is from Nanchuan!"

"My ancestors moved here from Pingcheng!"

"I, I, I, I've looked for chickens in Nanchuan..."

"..."

"I'll go first, you can look for Chen Peng." Seeing that everyone was about to come over, Ye Fan quickly stood up and walked out. After two steps, he stopped again.

"Drag out the one who looked for chickens in Nanchuan."

"No!" The official was horrified: "I'm talking about live chickens, no, broiler chickens!"

Click, click.

The guard dragged the official away, and Ye Fan's face looked better. He looked at the senior officials in Nanchuan.

"Brother Ping'an, please take care of the takeover of Ningdong. Try to settle it down as quickly as possible, and then prepare to set off. Everyone else will obey Ping'an's orders."

"Master, there's still some time. Let's go to the Forbidden Martial Arts Building for a walk."

...

"Is this the Shenfu?"

At Shenfu University, Jiade Bailong came with his luggage.

Without anyone to protect him, he came alone. In the crowded crowd, his figure was particularly conspicuous.

Pah, pah, pah.

Before he could stand still, several figures had appeared in front of Jiade Bailong, one old and three young, with their eyes wide open.

"Excuse me, are you the descendant of the Human King?"

"Yes." Facing the people who suddenly appeared, Jiade Bailong's eyes were a little alert: "You are those outsiders."

"Please accept my respect."

Before he could say anything more, the old man among the four people was about to kneel down.

"Father, what are you doing?" Several people beside him hurriedly pulled him back.

"The Human King has been very kind to us. If it weren't for him, we would have been wiped out long ago." Father ignored the obstruction of several people: "His bloodline is worthy of our kneeling."

Plop.

As he said that, Father was about to kneel down, and the others held him tightly, not letting him kneel down.

"No need." This scene was a little unexpected for Jiade Bailong, and he also spoke out to stop him.

"You can repay my ancestor's kindness to him. I am me. My name is Jiade Bailong."

"I came here to study."

"Okay, okay." Hearing this, Yafu finally stopped moving, stood up, and looked at Jiade Bailong, his eyes narrowed into a crescent.

"I didn't expect that one day I would be able to teach his bloodline."

"How do I enroll?" Jiade Bailong did not let go of his vigilance against these people, and his tone was not very enthusiastic.

"Don't worry, we will arrange the procedures for you." Yafu replied, looking at the fat man on the side: "Jinba, go and help Jiade Bailong with the procedures."

"Okay." Jinba agreed and hurriedly walked towards the school, while Yafu looked at Jiade Bailong again and stretched out his hand: "Please follow me, I will take you to familiarize yourself with the school environment first, and explain to you some of the special features of our Shenfu."

"Okay." Jiade Bailong nodded, and followed Yafu to enter the school together. Behind him, Jiade Bailong's eyes were a little puzzled.

"Does this old man really need to be so nice to me?"