The more Zhao Mengye thought about it, the more unpleasant it became, his father was Zhao Erhe, why did that swordsman from other places dare to treat him like this?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and even when he saw the few men he brought out, he couldn't get angry.

Why are these domestic servants so wasteful? How many people can't even beat one of them? I want to let myself suffer this humiliation, the fault is definitely not myself, the fault is the foreign swordsman, and the fault is the restaurant.

So as soon as Zhao Mengye summed it up, he was ready to transfer his anger to the restaurant, and after throwing some silver to the servant, he instructed the servant to do things cleanly, so as not to be caught.

This servant is also clever, and after taking the money, he went to find a bunch of green-skinned gangsters to outsource.

It's a pity that this bunch of green-skinned gangsters were cut off by Qin Yuelou halfway, and they were dragged all the way to the deep mountains and old forests for torture.

After knowing everything, Qin Yuelou's floor was like frost, squatting on the ground, not saying a word, just tapping the sword scabbard rhythmically with his knuckles.

"That restaurant is in the middle of a downtown area, and if it catches fire, it will inevitably set fire to other shops, and when something happens, what do you think will happen to you?" Qin Yuelou asked the green-skinned gangsters led by him.

The green-skinned gangster at the head of the gang looked like he was not stingy: "Take people's money and eliminate disasters with others, what does it matter to me whether others live or die? As long as I'm comfortable, who cares about other people's affairs? Burning to death can only be said to be unlucky, besides, I am doing things for Fourth Young Master Zhao, and if something happens, the Zhao family will help us calm down."

Qin Yuelou glanced at this green-skinned gangster, and his six ears could hear the inner thoughts of this green-skinned gangster.

[You are a person, how can you fight with the Zhao family? ] What's more, the Zhao family also worships the immortal master, even if you want to be a mortal, can you still match the immortal master? 】

This green-skinned gangster actually knows that the Zhao family will not settle for himself, but he can use the tiger skin as a pretense to make Qin Yuelou a rat trap.

But what this group of people faced was not the regular Qin Yuelou, but the swordsman clone Qin Yuelou.

"In other words, you don't care about human life at all?" Qin Yuelou asked the green-skinned gangster.

"What does it matter to me whether others live or die?" The green-skinned thug didn't seem to read the air.

Qin Yuelou nodded, drew his sword out of its sheath, and struck it with a sword.

"Then your life or death has nothing to do with me." Qin Yuelou did not rush to put the sword back into its sheath, but looked at the green-skinned gangsters behind him.

One by one, their faces were like ashes, and some even screamed out, but unfortunately this is a barren mountain and old forest, and it can only startle a bunch of birds and beasts.

"Come, everyone line up in an orderly manner, one person who doesn't have fire oil gets some fire oil, and sees the headless corpse, yes, everyone sprinkles something on this person's body, hey, what are you doing in the cold? Everyone should be a good hand at killing people and setting fires, why don't they move? Be quick, or don't blame me for not recognizing people with this sword,

If you can live, don't think about death, do you think I'm right?"

Although the people were a little reluctant, they still poured oil on their heads.

Then Qin Yuelou lit a fire, carefully not burning to the mountains and forests, and set fire on the mountains of the province until the headless corpse was burned into a charred corpse.

"Well, hero, can we go?" An old gangster asked Qin Yuelou.

"It's not over yet, looking at you like this, I know that you're not a good thing, and you usually do bad things, right? If you want to go, you can do it, one person will keep one finger, and if you don't leave a finger, you will keep your head, you will choose, I will not force everyone." Qin Yuelou said nonchalantly.

But if he really did this kind of thing, Qin Yuelou's body is easy to speak, it doesn't mean that he, a swordsman clone, is good at talking.

Although these green-skinned gangsters looked at each other, some people were still ruthless, bit off their fingers, sweated profusely in pain, and hurriedly tore off strips of cloth from their bodies to wrap the wound to stop the bleeding.

"Oh yes, guys, I have one more thing to say, if you go back to live and do your duty, then the curse I planted on the rank will not take effect, and if you do evil things, you will die a miserable death." Qin Yuelou emphasized, in fact, he was also using his spiritual hints to strengthen.

This belongs

It's an old trick, Qin Yuelou even knew that he was separating when he was doppelganger, but he knew that the seizing ratio was more than enough, so it was useless in the high-end game, but it was invincible for these ordinary mortals.

After leaving a little thumb, Qin Yuelou showed a disgusted expression on her face, picked them up one by one, and prepared to make some handicraft products.

Although the swordsman Qin Yuelou looks like a handsome young swordsman, his chivalrous nature is not so upright, and it is actually a bit evil to say.

Usually he couldn't see it, because this evil nature was not revealed, but the words of the green-skinned gangster really made Qin Yuelou's heart angry, so he didn't talk nonsense at all and directly cut off that guy's head.

But this gangster is not the main evil, and from the words of this green-skinned gangster, you can subconsciously figure out some taste.

There must be a lot of dirty things done by the Zhao family, but their power in Shouyang City is intertwined, and it is enough to cover the sky with one hand, since they cover the sky with one hand, then these dirty things must have been picked up by the Zhao and Li families.

The so-called people who carry the black pot are supposed to be these gangsters.

The evil swordsman is actually clear in his heart, although he often says that he is a melon, a melon is a fool, a fool is a melon, but he occasionally has intermittent wit.

After the handicraft products were completed, Qin Yuelou returned to Shouyang City with this thing, and by the way, he found a few green-skinned gangsters and asked where the Zhao family was.

The next day, Zhao Mengye got up, feeling refreshed, he estimated that the store should have been burned, so that no one would remember his embarrassment.

In fact, not no one remembers his embarrassment,

is afraid of the power of his family, so he doesn't dare to mention this embarrassment.

It's just that as soon as he went out, he found that the whole house was shrouded in a depressing atmosphere, and the maid at home said to Zhao Mengye that Zhao Erhe was waiting for him in the main hall.

Zhao Mengye didn't know what was going on, so he went to the main hall, and then found that the eldest brother Zhao Mengquan, the second brother Zhao Mengqing, and the third brother Zhao Mengchao were all there, as well as Zhao Erhe, who was already ninety years old.

Zhao Mengye can also be regarded as Zhao Erhe's old son, his eldest brother Zhao Mengquan is sixty years old, and his sister-in-law can be regarded as a young wife and old age, not only that, but his godbrother Li is also a person who is coming to age.

In short, the people who can talk to the Zhao and Li families are gathered in the main hall, and there is a table in the main hall, and there are many people around the table before, but Zhao Mengye has not found it, and when he got closer, he found that there was something on the table.

When Zhao Mengye saw it, he was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

That thing is a handicraft product, one by one little thumbs are inserted in every place where *** can go, and the fingertips are outward, and it is precisely because of these brackets that the handicraft product can stand on the table.

It's just such a handicraft product, and there is not even a letter.

But everyone is like a great enemy.

Zhao Mengye naturally didn't know who this unlucky guy was, after all, he let his servants do errands, and his servants were not qualified to come here.

Zhao Erhe glanced at Zhao Mengye, shook his head, his bearing was extraordinary, and he stroked his beard before he said.

"This head was found this morning, and it was placed right in front of my bed, so what all of you have done recently, give me a detailed explanation, and I'll see who provoked this river dragon." The crutch in Zhao Erhe's hand slammed into the ground,

"You usually don't have clean hands and feet, but at this juncture, you are really not afraid that the Sea Dragon King will anger our family?"

Zhao Erhe said excitedly, got angry, and then coughed violently.

"Dad, you dissipate your anger first, we've been guarding against it lately." Zhao Mengquan hurriedly made tea for Zhao Erhe, "Dad, in my opinion, it may just catch up, this person can quietly enter our house, and naturally he can kill us quietly, in my opinion, this person should want to express something, so he will send this head."

Zhao Mengquan looks very elegant, but his eyes are small, his eyebrows are thin, and his lips are thin.

"What can you express? It's all blatantly sent his head, and even your mother didn't find out, this person must also be a cultivator

。」 Zhao Erhe took a sip of tea and said after panting.

"Dad, do you think, this head is given, there are fingers in the head, and the 'head' and 'head' may be meant to indicate the gift?" Zhao Mengqing is a middle-aged man who is coming to be a little blessed, but he can vaguely see what he looked like when he was young, and he was a beautiful man when he was young.

"Who's going to give a gift like this?" Zhao Mengchao shook his head, "I feel like this head is a warning."

Zhao Meng Pingping, the kind that can't be found in the pile, but he is younger than his two elder brothers, about thirty or forty years old.

"Godfather, I think it's not good." Li Kunhai, the head of the Li family, said.

"You have to deal with this matter yourself, you have to deal with it, in short, the Sea Dragon King Sacrifice can't be messed up." Zhao Erhe was also a little tired, and after leaving a sentence, he left with the support of the slaves at home.

After Zhao Erhe left, the eight eyes in the main hall were staring at him.

"Meng Ye, have you provoked anyone recently?" Zhao Mengquan asked Zhao Mengye and looked at him.

"Big brother... I didn't mess with anything... What kind of person?" Zhao Mengye was still scared, and said with some stammering.

"Little brother, think about it carefully, have you gone out to do anything wrong recently?" Zhao Mengchao said kindly.

"Godbrother, among us, you are the youngest and most frivolous." Li Kunhai is also quite kind.

"Little brother, if you don't say it, something will go wrong when the time comes, and you will be finished." Zhao Mengquan said with a smile.

So Zhao Mengye could only rack his brains, and finally sifted through the memories in his mind, and finally fixed on the body of the foreign swordsman.

"If you really provoke someone... There's one for you." Zhao Mengye was a little hesitant.

After listening to how Zhao Mengye provoked the ins and outs of Qin Yuelou, some of the elder brothers sneered, some were helpless, and some hated iron and steel.

"Meng Ye, how did I teach you? You can bully and bully the locals, because you know that no one in the local area can fight us, but when you see it, it is obviously a person from other places, and you still want to provoke it?" Zhao Mengquan also said angrily,

"And you're just going to be okay with all the people, and you're just looking for the government to wipe your ass for you to play to death, but you still want to set fire? You're really... I will take the punishment myself, and the family law will deal with it."

Zhao Mengye listened and looked aggrieved.

And what happened in the Zhao family, Qin Yuelou also knew it clearly, although there was indeed a cultivator in the Zhao family, but that cultivator seemed to be in retreat and cultivation in the underground meditation room, Qin Yuelou just used sword intent to confuse his perception and then swaggered into the Zhao family, leaving the head, and at the same time inserting his eyes with sword intent in the courtyard of the Zhao family.

In this way, he can know everything that happens in the Zhao family.

Although I knew that these family members who covered the sky with their hands could do something dirty and disgusting.

But this kind of casual few words can reflect the situation of not taking human life as life, which can really be said to be an eye-opener for Qin Yuelou.

Although Qin Yuelou could kill people directly, Qin Yuelou thought that simply killing them would not make his thoughts clear.

Therefore, he decided to kill people and punish his heart, but how to kill people and punish his heart still needs to be considered in the long run, but the problem is not very big, after all, there is a movie with theoretical guidance Zhuyu in front.

And the situation in this Shouyang City is a little similar to the situation in the movie.

Similar to the previous life, Dajing also has the saying that the people have an umbrella.

The so-called Wanmin umbrella is an umbrella specially given to praise the virtue and politics of the magistrate, which means that the parent official is like an umbrella covering the people of one side, and the more umbrellas sent, the more face the official has.

If when this official is removed or demoted, there are still local people who give umbrellas or even stop sedan chairs, it means that this official is definitely a clean official or a good official, and the local people are affectionate and righteous at the same time.

It's just that most of the Wanmin umbrellas are face projects made by powerful families in the local area, *** to put it mildly, it is basically that everyone is neighbors and friends with each other

, you help me to cover the bottom and I help you make money, where can I find a confidant tool like you again?

In short, this small umbrella of the people also condenses different hearts.

A small city of Shouyang, in the past ten years, sent away three magistrates, and this "send" refers to the physical sense of "send", either sudden illness and sudden death, or sudden death without warning, there is no magistrate left Shouyang City alive.

And this magistrate was in cahoots with the Zhao and Li families, but lived a chic and nourishing life.

How did Qin Yuelou know, you ask?

Wouldn't you just know if you inquired about this kind of thing?

Qin Yuelou also asked again, why didn't anyone report the matter?

The answer is the same.

"We are just a group of small people, where can we fight other people's big business?"

This same answer also made Qin Yuelou feel a little sad and angry in his heart, but after thinking about it, if he had no ability, would he be the same as the people in Shouyang City?

Thinking like this, Qin Yuelou arrived at the gate of the yamen and saw the drum of grievances.

I saw a sign hanging on the drum of injustice, and the sign read.

[Those who beat the drum and voice grievances shall not disturb the people, and shall not make a sound by tapping three times, and the violators shall be beaten with thirty boards. 】

The drum wasn't full of vines, but it looked like an ornament.