I Am Really Not The Great Demon King - Chapter 450

Hearing Huang Shiwei’s words, Huang Gong nodded, it seems that the previous anger is gone.

Then Yang Gong suddenly turned his head to look at Sun Yaoting and said: “When will Miss Xia Yu come back, I don’t know how they investigated?”

“If they also find out that the matter has nothing to do with the goat, that would be interesting.”

Before Huang Gong spoke, he saw a group of people standing at the entrance of the hall.

The visitor was Xia Yu and Huang Gong’s party.

Among the group, only Mr. Zhuo, who wanted to come with an arrogant personality, did not come back with everyone.

Seeing Xia Yu and his party appear, Huang Gong couldn’t help but laughed: “We talked about you just now, but I didn’t expect you to have returned.”

“How, what’s the gain?”

Xia Yu nodded slightly in response to Huang Gong’s question, and then walked into the hall with Huang Gong’s beloved person, and stood beside Huang Shiwei. Then he said: “At first we suspected that the treasurer of the return home, and my junior sister’s It was related to the ambush, but in the end it was discovered by accident that the shopkeeper might know the identity of the person in the painting.”

“Unfortunately, in the end, I didn’t know the identity of the person in the painting from the mouth of the shopkeeper, and found that the shopkeeper had been poisoned to death.”

“Afterwards, based on the clues, we came to Wenxinyuan, hoping to get clues about Fengniang from Mr. Yang.”

“In the end, from Shiwei’s questioning, I learned that the person who knew about the rescue of Fengniang was probably Yang Gong.”

“Unfortunately, before I continue to ask, Master Yang has been killed by the killer who had already lurked in the three-story building.”

Huang Gong has already learned about this matter from Huang Shiwei’s narrative, so he didn’t care, but looked at Xia Yu and said, “There are other evidences to prove these things tonight. , Is it related to Yang Gong?”

“I don’t want other people’s confessions, what I want is true evidence.”

Xia Yu was slightly stunned when he heard what Huang Gong said.

I couldn’t help but feel a little strange, how did the other party know that he had real evidence in his hands?

However, before she waited for a thousand clues and countless clues to be confusing, she finally took out the claw token from her body and said, “Is this what Huang Gong said?”

Seeing the horn token in Xia Yu’s hand, the look on Gong Huang’s face suddenly became cold.

His eyes stared at that shofar token, as if that shofar token was a rare treasure.

In fact, the shofar token does not seem to have a precious material.

The horn token is rectangular in shape, and only the upper part is carved into the shape of a sheep’s head.

The head of the sheep was carved in just a few strokes, but it looked very vivid and vivid.

The entire token is orange-yellow, and it seems that the material should be red copper or the like.

Because of its soft texture, this kind of red copper is not a good material for defensive armor or spiritual weapons. Therefore, the value is very low.

Obviously, the rectification token was not completed just after being cast. The entire token was rubbed brightly, and there were some invisible nicks on the corners.

This suffices to show that this token was never used just now.

From the point of view of the material, this claw’s horn token, the value of a single round, I am afraid that Huang Gong will not even look at it.

But now Huang Gong is so concerned about this token.

There is actually only one reason.

That is, although the material of this horn token is special, the method of casting is extremely special. It is the secret method of the Yang Gong family, even if ordinary people want to imitate it.

The sheep’s head part of the cast horn token will also appear vague and rigid, and it cannot be compared with the horn token cast by the sheep family.

But the horn token in Xia Yu’s hand, although Gong Huang didn’t approach him, he checked it carefully, but by looking at the head part of the token, he knew that this token would definitely not be fake.

When Xia Yu handed the horn token in his hand, Huang Gong asked where the token was obtained. When he heard that the token was from Mr. Zhuo, he found it from the chaotic grass in his two homes. The look on the game becomes weird.

But in the end, it passed quickly, and then looking at the claw token in his hand, the expression on his face was calm and deep, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

Finally, he looked at the head of Sun Yaoting, the head of his head, and said: “Now, the confession and token evidence are conclusive, proving that Lingzi and the people from the North Sea Escort were killed in Nanhu, and the disciple of Mr. Yudi was ambushed. It may be the work of the goat.”

“Although I have a relationship with Yang Gong, and the two have an endless relationship, if he really committed such an unprovoked murder and collusion with the demon clan, I would definitely not be able to tolerate him!”

“This point, don’t care about the head of the dart.”

And hearing Gong Huang’s words, many people couldn’t help but think to themselves: “What you are talking about is high-sounding, maybe, in your heart, you have long wanted to kill, Yang Gong, and then swallowed up everything in the Yang Family Village! ”

However, now Huang Gong has obtained the croissant token as evidence.

What’s more, if Duke Huang can really swallow the strength of the Yang Gong, they will benefit from being Huang Gong’s subordinates.

They would naturally not object to Huang Gong doing this.

It’s just that they are still a little worried about the strength of the monster race that may exist behind the Yang Gong.

After hearing what Huang Gong said, Sun Yaoting couldn’t help but sighed, and then said: “I’m really sorry, because of this matter, I am afraid that the friendship between the Huangyang two families will be ruined.”

“But this matter is related to the lives of many people, and more importantly, the power of the demon race is very likely to be hidden behind this.”

“Even if it is not to avenge those who have died, and for the safety of the human race, we cannot let such a human scum!”

Huang Gong listened to Sun Yaoting’s words, but he sighed for a long time, but said nothing.

He just nodded heavily, expressing his complete agreement with the other side.

After that, Sun Yaoting continued to speak: “It’s just that this matter, many details, are still worthy of scrutiny. Should we consider it, explore it, and talk about it.”

Hearing Sun Yaoting’s words, Huang Gong immediately said: “This matter is of great importance and is not sloppy. According to normal circumstances, we should indeed wait until everything is found out before we go to Yanggong’s Mansion to inquire about crimes, but there are some special things. .”

“This matter also involves the existence of the Demon Race. If during this period, the Yang Gong did something that is bad for the Human Race, how can we do it?”

Sun Yaoting listened to Huang Gong’s words and couldn’t help but fall into contemplation.

After all, there is no definite evidence, and he does not want to offend Yang Gong, but Huang Gong’s statement is also reasonable. In case something irreparable happens subsequently, it is blamed by Anxi Metropolitan Government, they may not be able to bear it.

In the end, Huang said openly: “Since this matter, no matter what, we are already involved with the goat. In this case, we might as well and don’t have to look around like a fly without head, we might as well go straight to the door. Go visit the goat.”

“When the time comes, we will all make it clear that there is something to be said. The clearer will be clear, and believe that if it were not the work of the Yang Gong, he will definitely give us a satisfactory answer.”

Sun Yaoting thought about what Huang Gong said, and immediately agreed without hesitation.

So after a while, the gate of Yanggong Mansion in Huangyang Town near the East City was suddenly banged heavily, and it was indescribably abrupt in the quiet and dark night.

The sleepy concierge, wearing a single coat, opened the door a slit, poked his head out of it, looked at the person in front of him with a look of uncertainty. When he saw the identity of the visitor, the concierge suddenly opened his mouth wide, almost surprised. The eyeballs stared out of their sockets.

“Young Master Huang? Why are you? I wonder why Young Master Huang visited late at night for what?”

The visitor was indeed Huang Gongyi’s son, Huang Shiwei.

Hearing the concierge’s words, Huang Shiwei took out a greeting note from his arms and said: “I’m visiting late at night, I’m sorry, but Huang Gong has important matters to discuss with the Yang Gong, please let me know.”

Then, without waiting for the concierge to speak, he immediately said: “Huang Gong and others will arrive in a quarter of an hour. Please also inform Yang Gong as soon as possible.”

Finally, before the concierge came back to his senses, Huang Shiwei had already turned on his horse and left as if flying away, leaving the concierge alone, standing alone at the gate with a circled face.

After a moment of stunned, the concierge recovered, and immediately turned around like an old cat with its tail burnt, and rushed into the inner courtyard hurriedly to report to the owner of the house, the goat.

Now that the middle of the night has passed, the entire Yanggong Mansion has fallen into silence.

Only the footsteps of a person in the concierge, stepping on the bluestone ground, were unspeakably clear and loud.

The concierge knew that Gong Huang had been sleeping in the study these days. He came to the study and was about to knock on the door to inform Yang Gong.

Who knows, without waiting for the porter to speak, in the study room, the light was suddenly turned on. As soon as the light turned on, I heard a voice from the study: “Is it a sheep?”

“Why did you come here late at night?”

The concierge was named Yang Cheng. Hearing the question from Yang Gong, and just about to reply, he heard a voice from inside again saying: “Finally, just talk, don’t disturb other people.”

When he heard the voice of the goat, the porter Yang Cheng was slightly stunned, and he immediately agreed, and then reached out to push the door, only to find that the people in the study did not know when they were opened by the goat.

The gatekeeper entered the house, and then saw Yang Gongzheng sitting in front of a desk in the study. The light reflected his profile. With the light swaying, the profile of the sheep became bright and dark, and the cloudy and sunny, maybe no The air exudes a faint cold air.

Mongolian Fang Yangcheng only felt that he was an illusion, and couldn’t help but shook his head. Once again, Yang Gong had turned his face and was looking at him with a puzzled look.

At this time, looking over, Yang Gong’s face was not angry and pretentious, looking at righteousness, where there was the slightest bit of cold air.

He couldn’t help but secretly said in his heart that he must have been dazzled just now.

At this time, Yang Gong had already looked at him and said, “Why do you look like this? Does my appearance make you scared in your heart?”