Chapter 3 The Pretentious Prince
Zhang Dayong looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall man with a scar on the left side of his face walking towards him with several shadow guards.
He thought to himself that something was wrong, quickly jumped up from the small stool, and knelt on one knee with a "grunt".
"Your subordinate... Your subordinate greets the Director!"
Seeing this, the other shadow guards around also knelt down.
Shen Yue raised her eyelids but did not stand up. She continued to pick food in the bowl with her chopsticks.
The food in the Second Division is getting worse and worse, there is hardly any meat.
The black boots gradually approached and stopped in front of her.
"Didn't you learn the rules when you first joined the Shadow Guard Division?"
"Of course I have learned it. Article 22 of the Shadow Guard Code states that one does not have to kneel when meeting officials below the Chief Guard at mealtimes and bedtimes. I wonder when the Director was promoted to Chief Guard?" Shen Yue smiled crookedly and met Qiao Er's gaze.
"you!"
Qiao Er hadn't expected her to openly challenge him. He was immediately furious, but seeing that the shadow guards were all looking at him, he couldn't get angry. He suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "Come here and accept your punishment!"
He turned around angrily and walked a few steps, but didn't see Shen Yue following him, so he frowned and turned his head back.
Not only did she not show any intention of getting up, she even ate two more mouthfuls of the big pot dish with the steamed bun.
Seeing this, the shadow guards all showed surprised expressions.
Zhang Dayong was even more frightened and trembling. He had been in the Shadow Guard Division for three years and had never seen anyone dare to go against the Director.
Looking at Qiao Er again, his face was already as pale as the bottom of a pot. He drew the sword from his waist and walked quickly towards Shen Yue.
Judging from his posture, he seemed to be trying his best to kill her on the spot.
Zhang Dayong's heart suddenly skipped a beat!
He didn't know where he got the courage from, but he quickly stood up and grabbed Qiao Er's wrist.
"Director, you are a magnanimous person. Why bother to argue with a child? Besides, our brothers are watching..."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
A hint of piercing danger flashed in Qiao Er's eyes, and then he raised his leg and kicked the man two meters away.
Zhang Dayong groaned, rolled on the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The chopsticks that were flying just now suddenly stopped.
Shen Yue raised her head, and there was a coldness in her eyes that no one had ever seen before.
Qiao Er snorted coldly, with a look of contempt hanging from the corners of his mouth that could not be ignored:
"Oh, are you angry? If you have the guts, come and tell this Director..."
Before he finished speaking, the thin figure in front of the table had already stood up, moved in front of him like the wind, and suddenly kicked him!
Bang--!
The kick was so hard and fast that before Qiao Er could see clearly, he was kicked away and landed heavily on the ground five meters away.
After landing, he slid another two meters until he hit the corner of the table and stopped with a duang sound.
These few short seconds were enough to leave the entire Shadow Guard Division II stunned!
Regardless of whether they could get close to the Second Director in an instant and knock him down, even if they had the ability, they would not dare to do so.
If you ask why, it's because Qiao Er is a vengeful person. Let alone beating him up, even if you say a bad word about him, he will definitely kill you one day.
So, when they saw this scene, they felt shocked and confused, but more of it was happiness!
Of course, they can't show it.
Not only can he not show off, but he also has to act like a lackey to help him get up.
Qiao Er stood up and looked at his messed-up director's uniform, his eyes gleaming with ferocity: "Chen..."
It would have been fine if he didn't open his mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, one of his front teeth was blown out by the airflow and fell lightly to the ground.
When everyone saw this, they knew it was over. The feud between these two people was complete.
Zhang Dayong didn't care about the pain in his chest. He looked at Shen Yue worriedly and started to wonder which Yuanbao candle on the market had the best value for money.
"Senyue, what do you mean by that? Do you want to take a picture?"
There were several scratches on Qiao Er's face, his front teeth were gone, and his speech was lisp, completely devoid of the momentum he had just had.
"I wouldn't dare to rebel, but I can still challenge you."
According to the rules of the Shadow Guard Division, subordinates can challenge their superiors, and if they win, they can replace him.
“Okay…Okay…”
Qiao Er had no idea that the Second Division was hiding such a wolf cub, and he was about to agree immediately.
At this moment, a shadow guard came from a distance to report:
"The front yard was attacked. The prince has ordered that all members of the Second Division be dispatched to assist the Third Division in apprehending the assassin!"
Qiao Er was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "What are you still standing there for? Let's go!"
Upon hearing this, the shadow guards responded in unison, picked up their swords and went to the front yard.
Shen Yue was mixed in with them, with the corners of her mouth curled up almost imperceptibly.
It's finally here.
If she had been a step later, she would have had to fight that disgusting Qiao Er alone.
There are more than a hundred shadow guards on duty tonight from the three divisions, and they still need support. It seems that the other side has a lot of people.
The Netherworld Palace's branch in Sifang City has nearly four hundred people. I guess all of them have been dispatched, right?
In the front yard, the shadow guards moved as fast as lightning and quickly joined the battle.
Chen Yue was also quick, and in the blink of an eye she found a secluded corner to hide in.
The sound of rustling footsteps continued to be heard, and masked men in black fell from the wall in rows.
Immediately afterwards, weapons clashed and screams were heard.
Judging from the assassin's moves, he is indeed from the Nether Palace.
The first rule of the Netherworld Palace: Traitors will be killed at all costs!
Therefore, their goal this time was not to become king, but her.
Now that you are here, you should make good use of it.
Shen Yue curved her lips and smiled, then disappeared into the crowd.
Everyone saw a black shadow flash by, and a large number of men in black were led around Qiao Er.
Qiao Er was so frightened that his face turned pale. Without thinking, he swung his sword and rushed forward.
Over there, the Shadow Guards were having a great time playing ping-pong, but Shen Yue had already shaken off the assassin, found a patch of grass to sit down, took out a handful of melon seeds from her pocket, and started watching with relish.
The shadow guard of the Sansi on the left is very skilled and can be worth two men at a time.
The second officer on the right was not bad either. The young man named Bai Yunfei killed three people in one sweep.
As for the front...
Not far ahead, the door of the main house had been opened at some point.
A man in a black python robe and a jade crown on his head stood in front of the house, his eyes full of coldness.
Prince Cheng, Xiao Yuheng, is the seventeenth younger brother of the current emperor, the younger uncle of the Crown Prince, and the only king of this Sifang City.
Shen Yue had seen him many times in the past three months, but despite this, she couldn't help swallowing.
So fucking handsome!
The man was a full 1.9 meters tall, with a figure like a bamboo and black hair like satin. His face was chiseled like a sculpture, with dark eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips. He was beautiful to the point of being almost voluptuous.
The guard beside him, Captain Changfeng, couldn't bear to see his master standing and suffering, so he considerately brought a chair and a small table, and the maid Baozhu even served him hot tea.
Xiao Yuheng didn't hesitate and just sat down to drink tea and watch.
Seeing this, Shen Yue on the opposite side couldn't help but roll her eyes - these bosses really like to show off.
"The people this time are not the same as before."
Xiao Yuheng spoke softly, his voice clear, cool and gentle, like a stream in an empty valley, or like the sound of bells hitting a spring.
In Shen Yue's words, it's a bit sexy.
Chang Feng nodded: "Yes, Your Majesty, I will tell them to keep him alive."
He turned around and was about to speak when the assassin in the distance suddenly shouted, "Found it, Forty-nine is here!"
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