Chapter 907 Sima Yi?!

"Yuan Gong knew that I was humiliated here... I'm sure it won't be easy... Ouch!"

"It's you, Yuan Shao's lackey! Ouch, who hit me?!"

Ma Chao never thought that those polite ministers and advisers were so fierce when they fought?

Especially his cheap father-in-law Cai Yong, a white-haired old man, usually has a high-spirited elegance. At this time, he actually took the bamboo slip and smashed it on the back of Han Heng's head fiercely, obviously in public revenge. None of the other civil servants were idle. In short, Hanheng was hidden in the crowd and screamed for a long time, and some of the late Wenchen simply greeted all the female relatives of Han Hang on the periphery. Some fighters still punched the crowd, but most of them fell on those who were huddled in the inner circle and were beating in pain. Up.

Those counselors who were hit by their companions' three punches and two feet on their buttocks are naturally more angry and tyrannical. Although their fighting scene has neither pleasant moves nor the spirit of the mountains, they all play king's fists without a teacher.

I don't know how many punches and feet have been stamped on my face. Even Hanheng, who was saved, wanted to fall on the floor and curl up and curl up, because the combat effectiveness of those crazy Ma counselors was so strong that they didn't wait for Han Hang to fall to the ground, they directly hugged him up, making him unable to survive and die.

At this time, Hanheng struggled desperately. Even if he had the power of nine bulls and two tigers, he could not break free from these completely crazy counselors. At this time, they seemed to have found a father-killing enemy that they had not seen for many years, as if not killing Hanheng was not enough to vent their inner tyranny.

What's more, I haven't heard Ma Chao's drinking sound for a long time. How can those ghosts still not understand what's going on? After having a bottom in his heart, he started to do it, and he was not soft at all.

Finally, when Han Heng fell down and was trampled on by the ministers and had no breath, the nearest counselors in it coincidentally stopped. Listening to Han Heng's intermittent humming, they slowly stopped those guys who were still wanted to rush up: No matter how much they mess around, these guys have a bottom line. Of. At this time, Ma Chao did not make it clear that he inadtentionally killed Han Hun, and the matter became a big deal.

But even so, the counselors on the periphery who could not enjoy themselves rolled up their arms, pulled out their crowns, waved their hands, and roared in the court: "Who else?! Who else?!"

At this time, Ma Chao knew that he couldn't do it without action. I don't know when he had already held an iron sword in his hand and kept walking to His Highness, taking a look at Hanheng, who did not know his life and death. He walked to the teenager with a blank face and asked with a smile, "Who are you?"

"The villain Sima Yi in Hanoi, the winner's order to meet the cavalry general as the deputy envoy." After a little panic in the face of Ma Chao's news, Sima Yi immediately calmed down and answered calmly.

However, just after he said this, he suddenly felt that Ma Chao's body seemed to tremble. And he then looked at himself and became extremely strange: there were surprises, disbelief, resentments, and more conspiracy and laughter...

Intuitively, Sima Yi has an ominous feeling. Then, Ma Chao's illogical question made Sima Yi's uneasiness even stronger.

"Sima Lang has now turned to Yuan Shao?"

"My brother was appreciated by Yuan Gong, received three gifts, and has served as a driver in Bingzhou."

"Your family is a Hanoi Wangzu. Yuan Shao did not make Sima Lang the governor of Hanoi, but a nameless state? So Bingzhou is the territory of the Yuan family?

"This is the choice of Yuan Gong's mind and his brother, and the villain dares not speculate arbitrarily."

"Then you dare to hit my Ma counselor?"

As soon as Ma Chao said this, Sima Yi's face immediately panicked. He looked back at the Ma Wenchen who were rubbing his body and staring at the red eyes. Then he looked at Han Hang, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog. He couldn't help but quickly explain: "General Qiqi may be poor. The little man is young and weak. How can it be possible. Did you hurt all the important ministers? The villain has to thank the ministers of the Ma family, who are clear and innocent..."

"What a clever and eloquent mouth, but as Yuan Shao's deputy envoy, how can you be innocent?"

The two countries are at war, and they have not yet been killed. Hanheng aroused public anger and should be beaten by the ministers for a long memory. However, the villain didn't say a word from beginning to end, and he was respectful to the Ma family, and there was no rudeness. Speaking of this, Sima Yi turned his head to look at the ministers, shrank his neck slightly, and said again, "I am old, and I am old; I am young, and I am young. The virtuous ministers of the Ma family are outstanding in the sea, how can they attack me as a child?

"Hahaha....... Sure enough, it's Sima Zhongda. I, Ma Mengqi, can't talk about you!" Ma Chao suddenly burst into laughter, but then unconsciously frowned: After that, he was excited and showed his feet again. Sima Yi looks only fourteen or fifteen years old at this time. Can he have a letter?

Sure enough, as soon as he opened his mouth, Sima Yi's face showed vigilance, and behind Ma Chao, such as Jia Xu, Fa Zheng, Guo Jia, Yang Fu and others, nodded their heads, with a look of 'I didn't hear it', which made Ma Chao very depressed.

"General Qiqi, today's business, I saw that it was over. If nothing else happens, the villain needs to go back to his life. Sima Yi saw Ma Chao's changing face, and his eyes were dripping around. At this time, under the enemy's strength and weakness, he already wanted to wipe away with oil on the soles of his feet.

However, how could Ma Chao, who already knew his identity, easily let him go? After listening to Sima Yi's words, Ma Chao's face was immediately covered with frost. He walked to Han Hang, lifted his head and said to Sima Yi, "The deputy envoy hasn't received a reply from my Ma family. How can he go back here?"

Sima Yi was shocked when he saw the situation, his face turned pale, and his sharp voice shouted quickly, "General! The two countries are at war, so don't fight!"

"But the two families are going to fight. If I let you go back, won't you help Yuan Shao beat me again? In this case, why didn't I let Lord Han, who wants to destroy my Ma family, take a step first? Ma Chao smiled with an incomprehensible look on his face, as if he was laughing at Sima Yi before his clever words.

At this time, Hanheng, who was carried by Ma Chao, shouted in horror: "Ma Chao, how dare you kill me! Do you dare to kill me?

The voice was suddenly interrupted, and a bloody head instantly broke away from his body after a flash of cold light, and Ma Chaofu's hand was a little lighter. The blood gushing from Han Hang's neck immediately fell to the side and did not splash on Ma Chao's clothes at all. This hand obviously let Sima Yi see Ma Chao's proficiency after killing countless people.

Ma Chao still smiled and looked at Sima Yi: "Your Excellency, the messenger is dead, and the deputy envoy is naturally in charge. Don't thank me. Your talents are above Hanheng, and it will take over sooner or later.

But Sima Yi stared at Hanheng's desperate head, and a trace of color appeared at the corners of his mouth. But there was still an angry look on his face. After taking Hanheng's head from Ma Chao's hand, he said coldly, "In this case, the villain also got the general's reply and said goodbye!"

But Ma Chao was very unhappy at this time: Originally, he thought that after the matter was smashed, Sima Yi did not dare to go back to Jizhou to see Yuan Shao, but after seeing the ferocious smile on the corners of his mouth, Ma Chao immediately understood that he had become Sima Yi's knife and couldn't help saying, "But I suddenly thought that since you are better than Hanheng Then it seems that I should kill you..."

Sima Yi's body suddenly stopped, and his resentful eyes stared at Ma Chao: Your uncle! There is no one who plays like this! Do you follow the routine to play cards?