When Han Zeyu rescued He Mengying before, he accidentally captured a small leader.
He is the one who knows martial arts and mingles with the palace maids.
According to He Mengying's recollection afterwards, the woman was taciturn, had an even lower presence than hers, and looked a little timid. She didn't expect that she actually knew kung fu.
Han Zeyu felt at the time that this woman was no ordinary person. She had both acting skills and strength, and being a small leader was a complete waste of her talent.
"I told you! Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken? There really is something fishy about this woman's identity."
Tie Zhu was puzzled: "Master, when did you say that? Why haven't I heard of it?"
He was answered with a sharp glare.
Su Shien threw a telescopic stick to Tiezhu and asked him to study it slowly.
Tiezhu took it excitedly. He had seen this thing before. His master had used it when he captured Wang Mang.
This thing is made of fine iron, is pitch black, has a leather protective cover, is palm-length, and has a certain weight.
Although this thing looks small, its length can be close to half a meter when it is thrown out.
Tiezhu was excitedly experimenting with how the three iron rods fit together. It was amazing.
Han Zeyu thought that he couldn't lose either, so he took out the treasure in the bottom of the box and prepared to give one to Tiezhu.
Su Shien grabbed the thing back with a headache, took off the white fur wrapping it, and then returned it to him.
Han Zeyu touched his nose and smiled awkwardly.
My husband is really attentive. The one without fur is a serious torture instrument, and the one with fur is a sex toy.
This is a rare thing. Tiezhu has never seen it before. It is obviously a newly developed weapon.
Han Zeyu felt guilty. It wasn't a weapon. It had been developed for almost a year. The main reason was that its usage scenarios were limited and it couldn't be shown to others easily.
Su Shien sneered, clearly enjoying the show.
Han Zeyu adjusted his mentality, took out a second layer of skin and pasted another layer. It was no big deal. Things are made to be used by people.
"Ahem! Have you seen shackles? They're an improved version of a torture device. There are only three sets left in the world."
"What? It's so precious? Who has the third set?"
"My loyal partner, Lin Jing."
Tiezhu said "Oh" as he understood. That person was the God of Wealth, so it was only right to give it to him.
Unexpectedly, his status was almost on par with that person. He was so lucky to be valued by his master.
In fact, the one in Tiezhu's hand is the third pair, because Han Zeyu gave one to Lin Jing when he made it.
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Due to material limitations, ordinary prisoners were tied up with wooden shackles or hemp ropes.
Only nobles or high-ranking officials could wear metal shackles.
The handcuffs that Han Zeyu asked a blacksmith and a locksmith to jointly develop were absolutely amazing and a milestone in the history of torture instruments.
Su Shien was puzzled. If he had this idea, why didn't he use it to practice calligraphy?
Han Zeyu was very calm: "I don't like this."
He just wants to shine in the field he is good at.
Tiezhu studied it several times and successfully locked himself to the parallel bars.
Han Zeyu opened the lock while cursing, and reminded Tiezhu to abandon his useless curiosity.
Su Shien packed his backpack and listened to the chickens pecking at each other in the yard. He felt as if he had overlooked something, but he couldn't remember what it was for a moment.
At Han Zeyu's command, three men and three horses left the yard one after another.
"Brother Han, are you coming back for dinner?"
"Come back for dinner."
Zhao Xun was worried. Looking at the posture of these people, it didn't seem like they were going out for fun, but more like they were going to dine and skip the meal.
No, I'm just overthinking it. After all, Brother Su is a civil servant, so he shouldn't do anything out of line.
Su Shien: I’m sorry for disappointing Xiao Zhao. In this matter, you, Brother Su, are powerless.
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The sun was shining brightly and people were coming and going on Zhuque Street. Suddenly, the crowd automatically dispersed to both sides.
The Dali Temple transferred the prisoners to the Tianlao and is currently heading to the middle of Zhuque Street.
Han Zeyu had already locked onto his target. Five people and three horses for a major prison van robbery—wasn't that a bit too casual? It felt a bit like a makeshift team.
But what if they are all hidden masters? We still can't let our guard down.
There were quite a lot of onlookers, all curious about what the woman in the prison van did.
Murdering one's husband, murdering one's parents-in-law, murdering for money, murdering...
Han Zeyu was speechless. Why didn't you guess that she was plotting to usurp the throne?
When there are more people, there are more problems and more pickpockets.
You stepped on my shoes, you squeezed me, do you have eyes? Can you speak? Hey, where's my wallet?
As soon as the commotion started, the guys over there started to act.
Han Zeyu decided to lend him a helping hand.
Four people approached the prison van from different directions, but the woman in the van didn't react at all, and she looked completely passive and numb.
The four yamen runners escorting the prison van did not notice anything unusual. The prisoner refused to confess anything and was determined to die. Such a person would most likely not escape.
The woman's accomplice only left one person to watch the three horses. She was responsible for the support and was very confident that no one would notice her.
It's okay to think so, after all, everyone is watching the fun, but there is one person who is staring at her with sharp eyes, the horse he is guarding.
Xiao Hei, Xiao Hong and Lao Huang, three horses with heavy responsibilities, are quietly approaching the three innocent horses.
Su Shien said that he couldn't bear to watch it, saying that they were of the same roots, so why were they so eager to harm each other?
For that little extra snack, these three guys even cheated their own kind.
The woman who was keeping a close eye on the events ahead sensed some commotion behind her.
When I turned around, I thought I was seeing double.
How did the original three horses become six? Where did they come from?
The whistle blew and the three horses immediately attacked.
Little Red is a shrewd thief. He picks on the weak and bullies the weakest ones to death.
This was Lao Huang's first time participating in a battle, and he lacked experience. In addition, his size was not an advantage, so he was having a hard time.
Fortunately, there was a brainless black machine that attacked indiscriminately. It would attack whoever it caught, hammering here and hitting there, which alleviated Lao Huang's predicament.
The woman was not even as tall as Xiao Hei's shoulders. At this moment, she had no time to care about whether the action was going smoothly. Her first concern was whether she would be trampled to death.
Before the people inside could take action, a riot broke out outside the crowd.
"Holy crap! What's going on?"
"Ouch! Who stepped on my shoe and took it off?"
"Run! The horse is crazy!"
"What did you say? You're going to have a cold?"
Ma Shang Feng is another name for sudden death due to excessive sexual intercourse.
Once the keyword is triggered, no one will want to run away.
Let us go and see who did such an indecent thing?
Where's the propriety? Where's the integrity? Where's the address? Give me a hint!
Su Shien was extremely depressed. The word "Ma Shang Feng" was definitely shouted by his son Yu Ge'er, which was full of eroticism.
Is this how you sound the clarion call for war?
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