Qingyi Street is very close to the Prefectural Office), only about 1 kilometer away as the crow flies.
Lu Li arrived at this place by car and waited patiently by the roadside.
Meanwhile, Xiao Cha and Chen Zhizhong also arrived at the "Chamber of Deliberation" early.
The place was bustling with people. Representatives from various police stations, traffic departments, National Martial Arts Association, and the Imperial Guard —all government offices related to public security—were there, chatting and networking.
Naturally, Xiao Cha was once again treated like a star.
Everyone was particularly concerned about her marriage, which caused the girl great distress.
Fortunately, several high-ranking officials arrived one after another, and everyone quickly stood at attention, not daring to say another word.
Xiao Cha stared nervously at the podium.
Prefect Zhang sat down in the first seat on the right, while Xia Weiyin and Jiang Haiyan sat in the second and third seats respectively.
Fan Shouyi was the last to arrive, and he walked slowly toward the "Exploding Chair".
Xiao Cha reached into her pocket and gripped the remote control tightly.
At the same time, lower your head and observe the target's movements with your peripheral vision, ready to detonate at any time.
Just as Fan Shouyi was about to sit down, Prefect Zhang suddenly stood up to greet him, and the two bowed and chatted.
"Lord Fan, I just can't seem to open up my Foot Yangming Meridian. What could be the problem?"
"Also, the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian is a bit sluggish..."
Prefect Zhang asked two questions in succession, while Xia Weijun looked on with disdain.
[This person is indeed as rumored to like taking advantage of others; he wants to get the Internal Vision of Spirit Refining master for free.]
Jiang Haiyan also noticed this, and a hint of impatience appeared on his face:
"Let's start the meeting. Prefect Zhang has any questions, we can discuss them with Lord Fan privately after the meeting."
"Miss Jiang is right, then let's begin the meeting."
Zhang Tong's outward appearance was respectful, but inwardly he was grumbling:
Those born with a silver spoon in their mouths can't understand our hardships. It's not easy to meet a Spirit Refining master!
However, at this moment, Fan Shouyi took the initiative to say, "It's rare that Prefect Zhang has such a refined taste. I'll pay him a visit after the meeting."
For a Spirit Refining Fetal Breathing to lower himself like this, Magistrate Prefect Zhang revealed a playful expression and said meaningfully, "Then this official will respectfully welcome your arrival."
Fan Shouyi also gazed intently at the other, the two of them seemingly understanding each other without saying a word.
Xia Weijun's expression turned cold: [They want to discuss promoting Ice Soul Powder!]
[The man surnamed Zhang is known for his enormous appetite; Fan Shouyi's proactive approach to him suggests he's in a hurry.]
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A group of high-ranking officials were toasting each other on the stage, but they didn't sit down, which made Xiao Cha very anxious.
Chen Zhizhong stood to the side with a solemn face, his heart pounding wildly:
What exactly is this girl trying to do?
Yesterday, he only answered all of Xiao Cha's questions, but didn't ask about the specific plans, since the less you know about such things, the better.
Just as the two were feeling anxious and uneasy, the important figures on the podium finally finished their communication.
Fan Shouyi returned to his seat, flicked his official robe, and sat down on the "Exploding Chair" with an air of nonchalance, but he was still pondering in his heart:
[Zhang He is a very suitable candidate to be in charge of criminal matters. But this old dog is insatiable and will probably ask for an exorbitant sum...]
At the same time, Xia Weijun was also staring coldly, her eyes like knives.
Fan Shouyi slight smile, his face carrying a hint of mockery, when at the same time his bottom touched the chair... and then his whole body suddenly shuddered!
"Oh no! It's a warning from my [Spiritual Sense]!!!"
In essence, Spiritual Sense is a premonition of danger. Spirit Refining Cultivator have sharp minds and keen eyes, making it easy for them to detect dangers in their environment.
And indeed, a burst of fire shot out from beneath Fan Shouyi's buttocks, proving the accuracy of his premonition.
It was Xiao Cha who detonated the "Anti-tank mine," which was quite timely.
However, Fan Shouyi was prepared and had the Martial Arts cultivation to "rejuvenate" himself. He was about to jump away with all his might, and the probability of saving his life was extremely high!
Fortunately, justice prevails and retribution is swift.
Fan Shouyi's earlier flirting and piercing gaze distracted him, slowing his reaction by 0.2 seconds.
That 0.2 seconds became the difference between life and death!
A dazzling Qi Pillar of flame shot out from below, striking Fan Shouyi squarely in the buttocks.
This is the directional blast flame of an "Anti-tank mine." Xiao Cha, as the instigator, was immediately overjoyed, but then her face turned pale!
The Fan Shouyi watch suddenly revealed a layer of... a "Honeycomb Shield" composed of countless regular hexagons!?
This sci-fi scene is a protective spell that Fan Shouyi conjured with his mind and spirit, and it is also his last hope.
Unfortunately, this thing is only good for blocking bullets; it's simply not enough against directional explosives that can destroy tanks.
The "Honeycomb Shield" was easily pierced by the blast wave and dissipated into fluorescent light.
Fan Shouyi screamed in agony as he was engulfed by the wave of flames.
Amidst the violent explosion, a large hole was blown open in the roof, and rubble and debris rained down.
The crowd gasped and scattered, and the three high-ranking officials vanished in a flash, disappearing into the distance.
Xia Weijun was initially taken aback, but then she beamed with joy:
"Impressive technique! The Six-Colored Void Heaven was easily breached! Fan Shouyi must be finished."
Jiang Haiyan roared hoarsely, "Where is Lord Fan! Quickly check if Lord Fan is alright!"
A roar erupted, quelling the panic. Everyone searched around and quickly found Fan Shouyi in the ruins.
He looked dazed, but there were no visible injuries. Apart from being filthy, he seemed to be alright.
Jiang Haiyan rushed forward and asked anxiously, "Lord Fan, are you alright?!"
Fan Shouyi stammered, "My... my butt hurts..."
Jiang Haiyan glanced at his buttocks and his expression changed drastically— Fan Shouyi's abdomen below the navel was gone!
His internal organs were all exposed, and he only survived because of the powerful vitality of the Marrow Cleansing realm.
But even Innate Realm would die from this kind of injury; it's just a matter of time.
Jiang Haiyan trembled all over, his voice shaking as he said, "Traitor! Traitor! How dare you! Openly assassinating a court official!"
During the New Year holidays, Lu Li gave her a huge gift; she probably wouldn't have a good New Year.
At this moment, Fan Shouyi was still quietly complaining that his buttocks hurt.
Thinking of this man's face, Xia Weijun teased, "Lord Fan, you don't have a butt anymore, so you shouldn't be in pain~"
Upon hearing this, Fan Shouyi's previously blank expression suddenly froze, and his eyes widened, sparkling with dazzling brilliance!
In the next instant, a sharp whistle was heard, and the "Peach Wood Sword" shot out from the waist, directly slashing at Xia Weijun!
"It wasn't me who did it, so don't take your last burst of energy at me!"
Xia Weijun dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding being grazed by the Peach Wood Sword.
She seemed fine at first, but just half a second later, blood gushed from her arm, leaving a large gash!
The Peach Wood Sword nimbly turned like a bird, then unleashed a sonic boom as it slashed down!
Xia Weijun dared not take the blow head-on, and quickly dodged to the side, but she did not dodge completely, and a bloody gash was slashed open on her waist.
The body of the Blood Exchange martial artist, immune to rifle bullets, is as fragile as a potato!
Others, fearing they might be accidentally injured, kept their distance and dared not approach.
Mach, agility, sharpness, and even a degree of intelligence—this flying sword is terrifying beyond measure!
Xiao Cha secretly rejoiced, thankfully there was no direct conflict.
Ultimately, it was just a last gasp before it died down. After delivering three strikes, the Peach Wood Sword lost its momentum and began to tilt precariously.
Fan Shouyi barely managed to form a hand seal, causing the Peach Wood Sword to fly back and pierce his own forehead while simultaneously twisting it.
It was a shocking discovery: had he taken his own life, or had his body and soul been annihilated?
Seeing this, Prefect Zhang with a face full of regret, "What a waste of Divine Soul at the Fetal Breathing Realm."