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Chapter seven hundred and eighty sixth how can it be you

"Where is a group of puppets here, why is there a group of puppets here?"

Since he was the government leader, Chen Yu simply came to the prefecture directly, and he wanted to see what the government here was like.

It was extremely quiet here, as if everyone didn't dare to speak loudly, and everyone had a little fear on their faces.

Moreover, in addition to the normal slaves and maids, there are a small group of puppets that are not angry at all here. Openly and secretly, it seems that they are monitoring something.

Here, Chen Yu even saw a scene that ruined his views. An old man pressed a man who looked like a maid on his body, and a muffled groan of pain rang out in a burst.

Just in broad daylight, in front of many people in the courtyard, there was nothing to avoid at all.

There was a row of maids kneeling around, and everyone was shaking with fear and anxiety.

Finally, the old man put on his clothes with satisfaction, and without looking at the people around him, he left straight away.

The maid who was pressed by him was still blood behind her thighs, her body was thrusting, and her eyes were staring at the sky with no mind, tears rolling in her eyes but never left.

No one dared to stop the whole process. The surroundings were terrible quiet, and only uneasy emotions remained here.

Following the old man's direction, Chen Yu silently prepared to take action and kill the old man who was disrespectful to him first.

He is so old that he is a bad person at first sight. If he kills one person like this, he will definitely not kill the wrong person.

However, following the direction the old man left, Chen Yu found that the person in the room where that direction should be the governor of Chengzhou, and that official uniform could not deceive anyone.

However, at this time, the man in the official uniform was in disheveled clothes, looked sloppy, and was still drinking wine.

The woman next to her had fair skin and charm, serving her, but her face was full of worries and heartache.

"Husband, stop drinking!" The woman snatched the wine glass from the other party's hand, and said with distress, "Husband, can you cheer up!"

"Give it to me, give it to me! Cheer up, how do you cheer me up? Is there any possibility of cheering up?"

"Husband!" Relying carefully on the other party, the woman whispered, "I know you are depressed, husband, but you can't drink to relieve your sorrow every day!"

"Get out!" He pushed the woman away, and the other party said bitterly, "What else can I do without drinking? I, Ma Mingchang, are a waste. I am ashamed of the court and the people of Chengzhou!"

"You're just a waste, otherwise what do you think you are!"

At this moment, the old man pushed open the door and walked in, not even looking at Ma Mingchang, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

When he saw this old man, Ma Mingchang, wearing an official uniform, stood up in panic and looked at him uneasy.

"What are you doing?"

"Of course I'm here to see you. Lord Ma, we're always in love. What's your expression?"

While speaking, the old man looked up and down at Ma Mingchang, "Oh, you are still wearing your official uniform. Do you think this outfit can protect you?"

"Your court has long been too busy to take care of yourself. No one will come to save you. Now I have the final say here!"

"You!" Taking a deep breath, suppressing the anger and anxiety in his heart, Ma Mingchang then sat down again with a little depressed despair.

"You can do whatever you want, just don't hurt my family. I've done everything you asked me to do, what else do you want?"

"Hey, Lord Ma's words are wrong. What do you mean by me? We are clearly a win-win cooperation. After all, I was following you before!"

When he walked to Ma Mingchang, the old man showed a sarcastic smile on his face, as if he was very willing to see the other party's fearful, unwilling but powerless side.

The more this happens, the more exciting it is. A state magistrate is very powerful, but now it is not enough to tremble under his feet.

I was following him before, so I could only be careful and act every day when I looked at his face.

But now that Feng Shui turns around, and when you hold your thighs, everything is very different.

"Don't worry, Lord Ma, I said that as long as you cooperate well, I will not kill you. I am the one who says what I say, but..."

While talking, the old man looked at the lady beside him and hugged her in his arms.

"Let me go!" The old man's actions frightened Mrs. Ma next to her. She wanted to break free in fear, but it was useless.

Ma Mingchang's eyes were even more rounded, and the anger in his eyes seemed to burn the person in front of him to ashes.

"Mr. Ma, I'm close to you, you won't have any objection!"

"Uncle Cheng Mo, you are a villain who is tempted by the flames and tyranny, don't bully people too much!"

"So what if you bully you? What do you think you are? Do you think you are still the glorious magistrate!"

Holding Mrs. Ma's face and feeling the silkyness in her hands, Uncle Cheng Mo couldn't help but be amazed.

"Although Ma's retreading, you, Lord Ma, I'm still in my thirties this year, so why are you still like a 28-year-old girl? This is not my fault, it's just that Ma's fault, you are so charming, you seduced me!"

"Uncle Cheng Mo, I'll fight with you!"

"Just rely on you!" He kicked Ma Mingchang down directly, and then stepped on him hard.

"To tell you the truth, today, I have decided to taste the taste of Madam!"

"I also tell you that it is not only the wife. I have tasted your daughter and daughter-in-law. I have to say that although you, Ma Mingchang, are not very good, your daughter and daughter-in-law are still quite good!"

"Bastard!" Ma Mingchang's eyes were red, "I want to kill you, I want you to die!"

"Oh, Lord Ma has a big temper today, but this is fun enough!"

With one foot on him, Uncle Cheng Mo pressed Mrs. Ma on the table with one hand, and the posture was already very obvious.

This scene made Ma Mingchang's eyes even more shattered, and he wished he could cut the person in front of him into pieces.

"Master Ma, I want you to watch it well. Madam, I not only want to taste it, but also taste it in front of you. This is the price you dare to resist!"

"Bang!" As soon as Uncle Cheng Mo finished speaking, before he could move, he felt a sudden severity of pain coming from his body, and then he felt a spinning turn, and then he felt a pain in his chest.

By the time he realized it, he had been stepped on his feet. The pain from his body told him that several of his bones might have been broken.

Looking at the sudden young man in front of him, Uncle Cheng Mo couldn't help but yell, "Who are you, do you know who I am?"

"I don't know, then please tell me who you are?"

With a sudden force under his feet, Uncle Cheng Mo felt a huge force pressing on his chest, and then something seemed to be unable to suppress it and spray it out.

"Puff!" The next moment, Uncle Cheng Mo spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body became much more depressed.

He knew that this young man could knock him down with one move and kill him instantly, and he would definitely not be able to offend such a master.

"Who are you?"

"Chen, Lord Shen?" At this time, Ma Mingchang next to him seemed to have reacted and looked at Chen Yu with some uncertainty. Then, his face showed a look of surprise.

"You are Chen Yu, Lord Shen?"

"Chen, Chen Yu?" The name made Uncle Cheng Mo widen his eyes and looked at Chen Yu straight, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"How could it be you, how could you come here!"
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