"! That's what it feels like to die, I knew that I wouldn't die! ”

Now it seems that it's too late to say anything, the pain everywhere is not spoken, the mind is also muddy, and the surroundings are gloomy and cold, is this the underworld? Mo San scolded angrily, and as soon as he opened his eyes, a foot board with sludge came to him.

"Dare to curse and kick you to death! When you get to the government, you can't see that you have been stripped of your fat! ”

This kick is heartwarming, Mo San has never been stepped on like this since he was a child, but the sharp pain on his face also made him a little confused, isn't it that it doesn't hurt when he dies?

Confused, swaying, yes! It's just swaying, this Mo Sanye, is now being carried by a group of thin men dressed in all sorts of clothes!

"Be angry, I'll go to the county immediately, let the county master help us find Qinglian, I won't believe it, dare to abduct people at our doorstep, and let the county master take good care of this group of traffickers!"

As soon as he heard this, Mo San was completely confused, wasn't he dead? This is the county lord again, and he is a human trafficker, listening to the accent of these people, it seems that he is from Yunnan, has he been released by the government?

It's absolutely impossible! He is a big drug lord in the Golden Triangle, and if he is not caught, he will be a dead end. Listening to these people, it was also very weird, the sharp pain in the back of the head interrupted his train of thought, and he didn't say anything all the way, these men on the side, he punched you and kicked you, and Mo San couldn't think about it at all, but this place is definitely not a good place to go, just look at what these people are wearing, straw sandals, barefoot, barefoot, poorer than the Golden Triangle.

The mud that was kicked all over, not to mention the smell, it was disgusting to smell, these bastards, didn't they step on shit?

Mo San's constant movement made the man who carried the man unbearable, this thief is afraid that there is not a two or three hundred catties, heavier than the old sow, so messy, the bowl of gleefish porridge that he drank when he left the village was gone without going to the county office.

A heavy kick was struck on the back of the thief's head, and the thief really settled down a lot, and the unlucky Mo San fainted again.

The team of twenty or thirty people, hula la la arrived at the county ya, and came out a well-dressed person, sounding the drum of grievances in front of the county yamen, a Yi gang with a turban, seeing that it was a group of poor men, asked without yin or yang:

"What the hell, the old man is busy! Beat the drum and watch out for your ass! ”

"Poor master, we are from Tuqiao Village, today caught a trafficker, he just kidnapped my sister two days ago, and today he wants to commit a crime again, and we are arrested, beg the poor master to report it, let the old man send mercy to find my sister."

The man who was dressed quite well knew that the county government was not a place for serious people to come, but for the sake of his own sister, he also let go of it, and saw that the county government officer was not easy to speak, so he could only say eagerly.

"Human traffickers? Don't coax me, it's not when the time comes, Lao Tzu will have to follow you to the board! ”

Originally, this kind of thing, without some oil and water, this gang will not spread it, but the traffickers have been explained by the old men in the county, and it is a case that must be handled.

After a long time, a scribe followed this helper and came out of the county office, and this scribe was also a big man, and the split was a sentence:

"Where are the people, where are the traffickers?"

This trafficker is a good case to increase the political performance of the county magistrate, not to mention that there is no oil and water, even if you post some money, the county is willing to do it!

"Ma Qinghu of Caomin Tuqiao Village, my sister was abducted outside the village a few days ago, this is not today, this trafficker came to commit the crime again, and was captured by our people together, I hope the big man will help the little one find the sister."

Although Tuqiao Village is close to the county seat, but the old men in the county, Ma Qinghu has never seen it, the scribe shouted violently, which made him a little worried, but the girl has been lost for a few days, and if he doesn't look for it, he will never be able to find it back, so he can only speak numbly.

"Can you see clearly? Is this the man who kidnapped your sister? ”

It's hard to say whether it's a human trafficker or not, these gangs of people will have nothing to do, I'm afraid the surname Ma will come back!

"Our village, I have caught human traffickers several times before, and he is dressed like this!"

In order to find his sister-in-law, Ma Qinghu swore that Mo Sanye, who was tied up, was also put down by him. Tuqiao Village is a mixed village, which is very chaotic, and it has become a place frequented by human traffickers.

"You're going back? And what about these people? But it's all back? ”

Back in Yunnan Mansion, I was a little unwelcome, so I was afraid of touching the old man's moldy head, and I also ate melons with me.

"There are people of all ethnic groups, and the Han people are the most!"

Tuqiao Village will farm the most Han people, most of these men who come, most of them are also Han people, in these mixed villages, all ethnic groups can get along harmoniously, unlike in other places, fighting and killing endlessly.

"Wait!"

The scribe just came out to fight sharply, and as for whether he could accept the case, he had to ask the envoy.

Buying and selling good people is a violation of the criminal law of the imperial court, so dare to blatantly kidnap people, there must be a lot of people, Yiliang is a rich county, outsiders are messy, it is a good place to abduct people.

Such a black nest is either related, or wandering around, if it is wandering around, then you can also follow some light, and you may be able to deal with some oily and watery work in the future.

The scribe walked away happily, leaving a group of ragged men standing at the yamen and waiting.

"Go, go, find a place to stay, don't be an eyesore here!"

This gang of Diao people is really blind, the gate of the county government is also a place where they can stand? Seeing that these people were in front of the county yamen, the gang of servants drove them away, in case they ran into any adults who went out on patrol and were rushed by these poor men, they would be unlucky.

After half an hour, an adult with a big hat on his head and an official uniform walked out of the yamen and walked towards this side.

"This is a human trafficker?"

The one who came out was Yiliang County, the master of the history in charge of the prison, and when he saw the tiger who was tied up, just looking at his figure, he was not a good person.

"If you go back to the old man, it is the traffickers caught by the grass people outside the stockade."

Kneeling on the ground, Ma Qinghu also learned from the old men in the village, stumbling and saying awkward official words.

"Turn over and see, what is it?"

Seeing that Mo San was tied up in mud, the old man was also afraid of dirty hands and feet, so he said arrogantly.

Ma Qinghu knelt and turned Mo San, who was face down, and as soon as Mo San's mud-stained face was revealed, the old man immediately got started.

"Woe to you! Woe to you! ”

Now this old man is not afraid of soiling his official uniform, a pair of white and clean hands, constantly pulling mud on Mo San's face, this one also probed his nose and found that Mo San was not dead, so he sat on the ground.

"Hurry up, someone......"

I don't know what kind of person is the one who was tied, the face of the county government is green, and the howling voice is also different, and a group of officials and helpers poured out of the county government in a panic, and when they saw the master of the history sitting on the ground, they hurriedly stepped forward to help the master of the history of the county government, but he was scolded.

"Something that has no eyes, first loosen the tie for the third master, hurry up and find Liu Yitao, and say that a noble person is injured, let him hurry up!"

With the help of the officials, this adult stumbled up, this is the end, this gang of Diao people, what is the political achievement, this is the post of the king of Hades!

"Put these people in jail! Wait for the third master to wake up, and then clean up your gang of people. ”

This person suffered in Yiliang County, and the entire Yiliang County had to follow up and down with bad luck, and if he didn't get his life, he would have to lose his life, how good is this!

"Hurry up and invite the county lord, and say something big!"

A servant received the order and ran into the county office in a hurry, and after a while, the county lord in civilian clothes also hurriedly walked out of the county office.

"What's the flustery?"

No matter when, the official body and official authority cannot be lost, although something big happened, this county lord still asked in a deep voice.

"Lying underground is Kunming Yang Sanlang!"

This sentence shook the majestic county lord to the point that he staggered and couldn't stand steadily, this is a big deal, this is clearly a big disaster.

"Hurt or dead?"

Seeing that Yang Sanlang was lying motionless underground, the county lord asked in a trembling voice.

"The injury is in the back of the head, and I have asked Liu Yi to post it."

This classic history is worthy of being an old man in prison, and he can't move after hurting the back of his head, which is not bad.

"Where's the murderer?"

It's good that he didn't die, his life was saved, but the person who injured Yang Sanlang couldn't let go.

"I've been imprisoned, those Diao people treat Yang Sanlang as a human trafficker, how can I live now?"

Yiliang Dianshi bent over and slumped back, suffering with an old face, and he was also a little ownerless.

When he was not very old, a half-old man with a medicine box on his back was dragged to the scene by several genuine officials.

"Lord Prefectural! Master Classics! ”

This is Liu Yijiao, and after first saluting the county and the canonical history, he turned his gaze to Yang Sanlang on the ground.

"Be careful, this is Kunming Yang Sanlang!"

The county magistrate was also afraid that Liu Yiti would not care, so he pointed out the way of the person on the ground.

With a "poof", Liu Yiti's medicine box fell to the ground, and the medicine and utensils inside fell to the ground.

Kunming Yang Sanlang, the overlord of Yunnan, not to mention the common people, is the official who died in his hands, I am afraid there is also a hand, this is in Yunnan Mansion and even Yunnan Province, it is a big famous, stupid object, but behind him there is a big Buddha, several times throughout Yunnan, and this is a lawless existence.

This murder is not illegal, and several officials in the policy have died in the hands of this person in the past two years, and there are countless scribes and servants in various government offices.

As an official in Yunnan Mansion, you don't know the governor, the governor can not know the governor, and you can not know the prefect, but this overlord of Yunnan must be known, and there are not many people who have not seen the portrait of this lord.

Let yourself treat this overlord, it's easy to say anything if healed, but if you can't cure yourself, I'm afraid you'll be buried in a mass grave.

"Don't hurry up to check the injury, I've already asked the stagecoach to go to the Yang family in Kunming, in case someone comes over there, you can't cure this one, we won't be able to get better!"

Yiliang County Order is also considered to be bad luck today, this is really a person sitting in trouble at home from the sky, and for no reason he got into this famous overlord of Yunnan, it seems that he is fat, and he can be regarded as sitting at the end.