Of course, these are not the most important things right now.

The important thing is that this guy who seems to have a good family background and is also a powerful martial arts master can threaten his life at any time.

Mr. Geng's eyes contracted violently, and did not hang the self-esteem and pride of the yamen as their lives on his face. Unexpectedly, he kowtowed and said, "God of the hero, please spare me..." It seems that most yamen say that the people who hit them can be beaten, but they can't be hit in the face. This sentence is actually quite watery.

Between life and face and family glory, most people will choose the former.

The one who said they would choose the latter is because they had never encountered such a situation.

People like Mr. Geng who are making a living under the huge imperial city and seemingly able to show off their power have actually been prepared to be trampled in their hearts.

It's just that today it came out a little beyond his expectations.

Because now the guys on him were the outer city guys he thought he could afford to settle down, not the big yanee in the city who had a huge background that would make him willing to surrender.

Unexpectedly, it was still natural that Mr. Geng begged for mercy, without any delay.

He was afraid he didn't know how many times he had simulated and practiced such an action in his heart.

When it should be hard, when it should be soft.

This is the truth that all the other yamen, except those who are so scattered in the imperial city, must understand.

Even Zhao Dongting couldn't help but be a little stunned by Mr. Geng's style.

He did not expect that this guy would surrender so readily and beg for mercy.

A yamen like this guy in front of you shouldn't have to shout out that he came from a wealthy courtyard even if he was held on his neck. As long as he touched half of his hair, no one would want to leave Changsha City or other harsh words?

Zhao Dongting still remembers that when he stepped on Ge Lijun's son in Leizhou, even if the yamen was tied to a pillar, he was still clamoring and domineering! He suddenly felt a little boring.

This guy really doesn't even have any blood.

After the girls were slightly surprised, they covered their mouths and chuckled.

Zhao Dongting used a move of Qinglong to suck water and sucked a Yanling knife that was dropped by unknown unlucky detective. He put it in front of him and looked at him with a hurried look. On the face of the domineering Young Master Geng, he said lightly: "You can enter this social security office and go home like you can go home, and you can also make this..." He glanced at the head of Fei, who was sitting in the main seat, who was not only pale but also had all been numb from his chest, "Let this head of Tonghua, who has a great say in Yanhe Street, be polite to you, and spare no effort to help you build momentum. Doing things should be a big deal, right?

Beg for mercy now?

Are you afraid that someone will be laughed at to death when it is reported in the future?”

Mr. Geng's mouth twitched, and he smiled embarrassedly, unable to answer.

But I was cursing in my heart that your fucking knife was put on my neck. Several of the captains were pressed out of the house by your aura. They have not gotten up yet. Are you looking for death if you don’t beg for mercy?

The distant water cannot save the near fire.

Mr. Geng didn't think that even if someone informed his family at this time, he would be able to rescue him from the knife point of the guy in front of him.

And more importantly, it seems that there is no perverted guy like the force value at home.

I am afraid of being stunned, and I am afraid of being desperate.

Mr. Geng no longer had much intention of resisting and knew that he would definitely be eaten to death.

He despises these people in the martial arts world who lick their blood from the knife, and he is also most afraid of these people.

If they are really angry, no one can do anything that can be willing to sacrifice himself and dare to take down the emperor.

Of course this is not cost-effective for him.

How precious is his life?

Zhao Dongting patted Mr. Geng’s white and tender cheeks with the back of the knife, "Tell me what kind of officials there are in your family to see if I can change my mind, otherwise I will cut off your head."

Mr. Geng changed color erectly.

Even Xu Fuxing next to him changed his expression slightly and was shocked by Zhao Dongting's words.

Now that the court's legal system is perfect, no one dares to easily say anything that can be cut off any head at any time.

What is this young man’s origin?

He was still grateful to Zhao Dongting for helping him and the girl, and he had no intention of getting out of the matter, saying, "I am proficient in killing people, so I'll do it!"

Zhao Dongting was slightly stunned, and then he really handed the knife to Xu Fuxing, "Then there will be Senior Lao Xu."

He smiled, as if even cutting off Mr. Geng's head was not a big deal.

Mr. Geng was so scared that he almost urinated, and said, "No, no! My grandfather is Geng Jianbi, the left minister of the Ministry of Justice of the dynasty, and his father is Geng Siliang, the doctor of Taizhong! You can't kill me! You can't kill me!"

He was really scared.

Xu Fuxing's momentum was far less surging than Zhao Dongting, but the murderous aura was like the most bone-invading cold wind in the cold winter, which could be directly absorbed into his heart.

Mr. Geng knew that this guy definitely had the courage to kill him and had the ability to do so.

Putting aside the identity of the grandson of the Left Minister of Justice of the Ministry of Justice, he is actually no different from an ordinary person, or even worse.

You can't pick your shoulders and you can't carry your hands.

"waste."

Zhao Dongting said two words lightly, and then said to himself: "The Geng family is really no successor. Mr. Geng was lingering with the court, but he was a scholar, but he was deeply infected with a lot of murderous aura in the army. He killed no fewer Yuan thieves with his own hands than many military generals.

Your father Geng Siliang can also be regarded as a tiger father without a dog son. Although he was mediocre in his first half of his life, he made a big splash after the imperial examination reform. He was still a Jinshi at the age of 40 and had his own opinions on political reform.

Haha, why did you become such a waste in your generation?

Did Geng Siliang spend his usual time thinking about how to reform the country and forget his teachings to you?"

There was no blood on Mr. Geng's face.

Bang! On the main seat of the hall, the head of Captain Fei, who always seemed to be in a daze, slid down from the seat and sat down on the ground.

Xu Fuxing frowned slightly and looked at Zhao Dongting, then swept over Le Chan and other girls, and his suspicious expression became stronger.

Mr. Geng stammered: "You, who are you?

How could you be so clear about my grandfather and my father?”

He knew that he must have suffered this time.

The guy in front of me is absolutely unimaginable.

It is true that the young man in the imperial city knew his grandfather's name, but not many people knew his father's name, and there were so many people who knew about it.

The most important thing is Zhao Dongting's words of Mr. Geng Siliang, this is really scary.

Mr. Geng felt that this guy's father or grandfather must be an official of the second rank or above in the dynasty, otherwise he would not have such great confidence.

But whose baby is he?

He had seen all the great yamen in the imperial city, but there was no such person.

That can only be outside the city.

Could it be the direct descendants of which transshipment commander?
Chapter completed!