Chapter 1687 (1/2)

On the high platform, Yan Tao shook his head invisibly.

Young master, what he hates most is trouble.

Yan Tao's lips were hooked, and his dark and deep eyes reflected the chill of Sen.

”Want evidence?”

”Well, Ben Shuai will give you evidence.”

The young man's cold words rang in the square, and the atmosphere was quiet again.

Evidence?

Marshal, is there any evidence?

This time, even the fresh Road, who had just calmed down, changed his face slightly.

He subconsciously clenched his fist and quickly recalled that year in his mind.

I want to recall whether I left evidence.

It's just that the interval is too long.

Even if he did something bad, he forgot the details of the matter.

But

Xianlu glanced at Yan Tao on the high platform.

Yan Tao was not born when he was in power.

Xianlu doesn't believe that Yantao can come up with evidence to crush him.

As long as there is a gap, no one can help him if he refuses to admit it.

Xianlu thought and sneered: ”well, I also want to see what evidence the marshal can come up with.”

Master Yan waved lazily.

Everyone looked left and right, but they didn't see the evidence.

Suddenly someone shouted, ”look at that!”

The crowd turned their heads.

I saw a man slowly coming in from the entrance of the square.

That is a well-dressed young man.

He walked very slowly, because his body was too weak, his pretty face was as white as paper, and his eyes were faintly black.

The eyes are deeply sunken, but the lips are as red as blood.