The Eighth Prince was very quick and led the chief constable of the Six Gates, Bai Luo, thirty of the Six Gates' divine constables, and five hundred imperial guards to Jianghuai day and night.
Then he used the token to mobilize the 20,000 defenders of Hefei County and surrounded the Zhang family.
In fact, the Zhang family is no longer worth interrogating. No matter what, the Zhang family must die.
Even if these things were done by the twelfth prince, they would only be blamed on the Zhang family or other forces, and the royal family would not be involved in these troubles.
"How dare you! Who are you? This is the Zhang family, the maternal clan of His Majesty the Twelfth Prince.
Are you guys planning a rebellion? " Before the Zhang family steward at the door could react, he saw countless soldiers rushing in, stepping forward to stop them, and shouting loudly.
"Rebellion?" The eighth prince shook his head, and the guards behind him swung their swords, beheading the butler who had spoken on the spot.
The Eighth Prince stepped on the blood and said directly, "Captain Bai, Commander Yu, please gather everyone in the courtyard.
If anyone tries to escape or resist, kill them directly without asking for permission."
Bai Luo and a general-looking man behind him received the order and immediately made arrangements.
Immediately, dozens of detectives and hundreds of elite soldiers filed in and rushed into the Zhang family's mansion.
Soon, screams, wails, and cries for help were heard from all the rooms in the mansion.
There are basically no powerful people in the Zhang family now.
How could he possibly resist the Eighth Prince?
Soon, those who dared to resist or escape were turned into corpses.
Only a group of people were left, and they were dragged into the yard by the soldiers.
Among them were ladies of noble families, concubines and servants. They all squatted in the middle of the yard, huddled together, not daring to make a sound, and could only sob silently.
It seems that they want to provide a sense of security that seems to be non-existent by keeping each other warm.
The Eighth Prince saw the chaotic crowd and asked, "Who is the head of the Zhang family? Come out."
But after he spoke, no one stood up.
Instead, a group of people retreated, leaving a gap around the head of the Zhang family, making it clear to everyone.
The head of the Zhang family, in terms of seniority, should be considered the cousin of the twelfth prince, but he is only fourteen or fifteen years old.
At that time, most of the direct descendants of the Zhang family were killed by the Ming Cult, so only this person was left, and he was closer to the twelfth prince in terms of blood.
So he became the head of the Zhang family, or in other words, the twelfth prince's puppet.
"Sir, my cousin is the Twelfth Prince of Dagan. If our Zhang family has ever offended you, we will definitely apologize."
The Zhang family patriarch was just a chess piece pushed forward by the twelfth prince. How could he have any courage? His voice was trembling. He didn't even know the identity of the eighth prince and begged for mercy repeatedly.
The Eighth Prince was filled with fear when he saw this man, but he didn't look like someone who would do something like colluding with the Huns.
He asked, "Where is the real account book of your Zhang family?"
Many forces have two sets of account books, one of which is shown to others.
The actual account book is for yourself to see.
However, fake account books are prone to loopholes, especially when the account books of multiple forces are combined in one place.
It's clear at a glance who has a problem.
"My Lord, I don't know. The account books are controlled by His Highness. I don't know.
I know nothing, please spare my life." The Zhang family patriarch fell to his knees and crawled to the Eighth Prince to beg for mercy.
However, before he could react, he took just two steps forward and was kicked away by the guards around the Eighth Prince.
He fell to the ground, his face covered in blood.
The head of the Zhang family, who had always lived a life of luxury, had never received such treatment.
When he felt pain, he started wailing loudly.
However, the Eighth Prince did not care and watched the constables from the Six Gates searching back and forth.
"Your Highness has nothing, it looks like it was done very cleanly." Bai Luo listened to his subordinates' report and said to the Eighth Prince beside him.
"That's how it should be." The Eighth Prince was not surprised. With such a Zhang family, how could the Twelfth Prince leave the evidence here?
It seems that the plan to follow the clues through the account books has failed.
He shook his head, and seeing the Zhang family members gathered in the yard, he sighed and said, "Let's go to the Money Gang."
After hearing this, the Zhang family members in the yard breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they were safe.
Upon seeing this, Commander Yu waved to the surrounding soldiers.
Shining butcher knives flashed by, and blood splattered everywhere.
As the screams gradually faded away, the Zhang family disappeared between heaven and earth.
The Eighth Prince was not a bloodthirsty person. Among all the princes, his character was considered good, so he left first.
If I meet the Second Prince or the Fourth Prince, I would probably have to go up and kill them myself to feel comfortable.
The Eighth Prince did not send troops directly to the Jinqian Gang because the Iron Palm Gang leader Qiu Qianren had said so earlier.
He and the leader of the Jinqian Gang used to be good friends, so he chose to use courtesy before force.
At this moment, in the Jianghuai Jinqian Gang's branch, Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming opened the gate and waited for the Eighth Prince to arrive.
"Greetings to the Eighth Prince and Chief Constable Bai. Please take a seat." Shangguan Jinhong stood up and greeted them with a smile when he saw the two people coming in.
Unlike the Zhang family, they naturally know the Eighth Prince of Dagan.
"Do you know why I'm here?" The eighth prince was curious when he saw this scene.
Shangguan Jinhong's voice was very deep, and it was hard to tell what tone it was. He said, "Not yet, but since the Eighth Prince is coming, he will naturally be here."
The Eighth Prince was not polite either, and seemed not to be afraid of these two supreme grand masters suddenly attacking and hurting people.
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