Judge Zhao's child was only four years old, and he didn't know what was going on, but when he saw Judge Zhao, he opened his mouth and shouted tenderly: "Dad~!" ”

Judge Zhao had been kneeling on the ground just now and begging Yang Qiuchi to spare his life, but now when he saw his son being carried, he was so frightened that he got up and snatched his son from the catcher's hand, hugged him tightly and rushed out, but was stopped by Song Yun'er.

When Song Yun'er saw the child, she had already vaguely guessed Yang Qiuchi's intentions, and when she saw Yang Qiuchi's approving gaze and the sword finger of his right hand, her heart suddenly brightened, and she nodded slightly knowingly, and said to Judge Zhao: "You can't take the child away, Lord Yang has already said that you want to exchange your child for the child of Lord Zhizhou, you have to take the child away, what should I do with Lord Zhizhou's son?" ”

Judge Zhao said angrily: "What's the matter with me, get out!" Pushed Song Yun'er, Song Yun'er stumbled and almost fell. Judge Zhao hugged his son and ran out.

Yang Qiuchi shouted to the catchers: "Catch him and snatch the child for me!" ”

"Yes!" The crowd rushed up, three grabbed Judge Zhao, and the others snatched the child with their hands and feet, Judge Zhao scolded and screamed, but how could he beat these wolf-like catchers, the child was quickly snatched and sent to Song Yun'er.

The boy didn't know what was happening, and he was so frightened that he cried.

Song Yun'er took the child from the catcher, walked a few steps away from Zhu Long, and said, "Okay, Judge Zhao's child is here, you can let the child of Lord Zhizhou go." ”

Zhu Long was surprised and delighted, he didn't expect things to go so smoothly, but he felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he didn't know what was wrong, he glanced at the catchers at the door, and the arrested judges who were crying for the sky and the ground in the heavy rain at the door, and shouted: "Let them all go out!" Close the door! ”

Yang Qiuchi ordered the catchers to go out and close the door, and only Geng Zhizhou, Yang Qiuchi, and Song Yun'er, the little girl holding the child, were left in the room.

Outside, the thunder had gradually become quieter, but the pouring rain was still pouring wildly.

Geng Zhizhou doesn't know martial arts, which Zhu Long knows, Yang Qiuchi doesn't look like he knows martial arts, but he has to guard against it, and said, "Lord Yang, Lord Geng." Please two men to retreat to the door. ”

Yang Qiuchi smiled and retreated to the door as he said. Seeing this, Geng Zhizhou didn't know what medicine was sold in Yang Qiuchi's gourd, and he didn't dare to ask, so he hesitated slightly, and then retreated to the door.

Zhu Long saw that Song Yun'er was pushed away by Judge Zhao just now, and almost fell down, obviously he didn't know any martial arts, maybe it was Lord Yang's personal little maid or something, but he was still not very relieved, and said: "You put the child down and stand back!" ”

Song Yun'er pursed her lips: "Coward!" He slowly put Judge Zhao's son down, and then took two steps back.

Zhu Long took a few steps forward with Zhizhou's son in his arms, came to Judge Zhao's son, stared at Yang Qiuchi and Geng Zhizhou, vigilantly observing the movements of the two men, but didn't pay attention to Song Yun'er who was standing on the side.

If he knew that the fifteen-year-old girl next to him was the only apprentice of Liu Ruobing, the number one martial arts master today, he would definitely regret the fatal mistake he made.

Zhu Long saw Yang Qiuchi with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile, slightly relieved, slowly let go of his left hand, grabbed Judge Zhao's son, hugged him into his arms, stared at Yang Qiuchi again, and hid behind Judge Zhao's son.

This is the moment you have been waiting for!

A flash of white light flashed, and Zhu Long's right wrist was accurately hit by a willow leaf flying knife sent out by Song Yun'er, and with a scream, the sharp knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Zhu Long screamed in severe pain, and reacted quickly, grabbing the sharp knife on the ground with his left hand,

However, his hand had no chance to touch the sharp knife at all, and his two-hundred-pound body had already been kicked upside down by Song Yun'er, and it hit the wall hard, shaking the dust on the wall.

This kick almost kicked Zhu Long in his back. In the fog, he saw that Song Yun'er had already held the two children in her arms one by one.

Zhizhou pounced in surprise, took his son from Song Yuner's hands, hugged him tightly in his arms, and first checked the wound on the child's erect neck, the wound was not deep, and it was no big deal, so he was relieved and kept kissing his little face like it.

Song Yun'er walked to the door with Judge Zhao's son in her arms, opened the door, and said to Judge Zhao in the wind and rain: "Hey! Do you want your son? ”

In the heavy rain, Judge Zhao, whose whole body was wet with rain, was grabbed tightly by several catchers, thinking that his son was finished now, and suddenly saw Song Yun'er coming out with the child in his arms, and his son was still crying with his mouth open, screaming, breaking free, crackling and stepping on the waterhole on the ground, rushing up and carefully taking his son from Song Yun'er's hands, holding him tightly in his arms, crying and laughing and thanking him endlessly.

The catchers had already seen the changes in the room, reacted quickly, rushed in and held down Zhu Long, who was almost unconscious and couldn't move at all, and took the chain and locked it.

Song Yun'er walked up to Yang Qiuchi and looked at Yang Qiuchi proudly: "Brother, how am I doing?" ”

"Good!" Yang Qiuchi hugged her shoulders affectionately, "My Yun'er is really smart, the two of us can be regarded as having a good understanding!" ”

Song Yun'er was a little shy when she heard him say affectionately, but her heart was full of joy.

Geng Zhizhou walked up to Zhu Long, who was chained sturdily with his son in his arms, and said in a deep voice: "I really don't know about your wife and children, I'm sorry." ”

Zhu Long coughed a few times, spit out a mouthful of phlegm, and said miserably: "No need, I know I won't live long, I will go down to the underworld to accompany them." ”

Sure enough, not long after, Zhu Long died of illness in prison.

Geng Zhizhou admired Yang Qiuchi so much that he threw himself on the ground and thanked him repeatedly.

At this time, Judge Zhao outside the door also understood that Yang Qiuchi did not really want to exchange his son for Zhizhou's son, but just created an opportunity to rescue the hostages. Holding the child into the room, he bowed down to thank Yang Qiuchi and Geng Zhizhou, Geng Zhizhou snorted heavily and ignored him.

Judge Zhao knew that he had offended his boss, and now his career would probably be over.

The kidnapping case was successfully solved and the hostages were successfully rescued, and Yang Qiuchi was in a good mood.

The crowd quickly escorted Yang Qiuchi and others to the official sedan chair with an umbrella, and escorted Zhu Long back to the yamen with the sedan chair.

As soon as I arrived at the yamen, in the heavy rain, a few catchers wearing hats and robes hurriedly ran from afar, ran to the front, bowed to Geng Zhizhou and said: "Lord Qiyu, the lady of Judge Zhao was killed and divided on the way back from the temple!" ”

At this time, there was no thunder, but Judge Zhao, who was holding his son in the official sedan chair, heard it, but it was like a thunderbolt exploding above his head, and the whole person was stunned. Geng Zhizhou asked, "What's the matter?" Make it clear. ”

One of them quickly bowed down and replied: "I waited for the Tian family to go to the yamen to invite Lord Zhao's wife Tian just now on the order of Lord Yang, and learned that Tian brought a little maid and a follower to the Baihong Temple on Wangcheng Mountain outside the city early in the morning to incense. We sent someone back to report, and the rest of the people went up the mountain to look for it, and happened to meet a villager who was about to come to report the case, saying that someone was killed on the side of the mountain road to Baihong Temple. ”

"I hurriedly hurried there, and on a locust tree on the side of the road, there was a mutilated female corpse, the ** of the female corpse...... was cut off...... There is a human head on the tree. I hurriedly went to see it, and after identification, it was the head of Lord Zhao's lady, Tian's family! ”

"Haha, hahaha!" Zhu Long, who was chained all over his body in the wind and rain, looked up to the sky and laughed, "This is really called 'Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky'!" Hahaha, retribution, what retribution! Hahahaha......"

Judge Zhao screamed, rushed out of the official sedan chair with the child in his arms, and stumbled in the heavy rain and ran in the direction of Wangcheng Mountain outside the city. Yang Qiuchi and Geng Zhizhou hurriedly ordered the sedan chair to follow closely.

The rain poured down, as if it wanted to wash away everything in this world and wash away all the filth.

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He is the murderer of the Tian family.

Before this, he had been walking in the mountains all night, he was woken up by the heat in the middle of the night, the weather was so hot, he knew that on such a sultry day, it would definitely rain, and it would be a thunderstorm.

He hates thunderstorms!

The weather made it impossible for him to remain calm, and he cursed lowly, and rushed out of the room, like a fly without a head, scurrying among the mountains.

Every time before a thunderstorm, he would go crazy and run around.

He couldn't remember when it started, except that he was very young.

Initially, this kind of messing around can slowly calm you down. But gradually, as he grew up, this kind of thunderstorm has made him more and more unbearable, especially the kind of breath before the thunderstorm, which almost made him crazy, and this madness cannot be restrained.

So he started throwing things, smashing things. This made him feel better, but it was only a few years, and this kind of violence could not calm him down, so he began to rush into the thunderstorm to find someone to fight, and he met whoever beat whom, no matter if he could beat or not, only by beating others or being beaten by others could he calm down.

His father died when he was very young, and he should have lived with his mother, but his father was beaten to death on the spot for stealing someone's daughter-in-law, so his mother hated him and sprinkled all her hatred on him.

(To be continued)