"Mader!"

Xu Qi'an scolded secretly when he thought he was unlucky.

remembered the experience of being worn by the leader in his career in his previous life, which was fashionable and could be said: Lao Tzu is gone!

The yamen of the watchman is highly hierarchical, and he cannot deal with it in such an extreme way.

"You put on little shoes for Lao Tzu, then don't blame me for fanning the flames in Daddy Wei's ears. Xu Qi'an touched his swollen arm, angry.

Gather the men and horses, ride the horses, and rush to the destination with the watchmen and the white servants.

The family of Jinbu, surnamed Cheng, who was exiled from his house, had a large courtyard with three entrances, and at this time he was surrounded by the Imperial Sword Guard.

After the watchman arrived, Zhu Yingong drew the knife out of the sheath, and the knife disappeared in a flash, cutting the "Cheng Fu" plaque into two.

The hand holding the knife waved: "Raid the house!"

The gongs and white servants kicked open the middle door and swarmed in.

The servants in the mansion were frightened and did not dare to breathe, and shrank in all corners with trepidation, on the roadside, in the garden, and under the eaves.

They only learned yesterday that the master was imprisoned for asking for the crime, and the house was about to leave the relationship, who would have thought that such a group of fierce and ruthless people would come today.

Xu Qi'an and the three entered the front hall and were about to go to the backyard when they were kicked back by Zhu Yingong.

"The three of you stay here, you can't go anywhere, and when it's over, I will search your body, and if you dare to fill your pockets, you will be punished according to the law. ”

Zhu Yingong said in a deep voice.

The rest of the gongs saw that Xu Qi'an and the three were targeted, some of them gloated and sneered, and some of them pretended not to see it.

Song Tingfeng dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Zhu Guangxiao, who has always been taciturn, also had a gloomy face.

Xu Qi'an gritted his teeth and chose to be silent, he couldn't resist at this time, otherwise he would be repaired very badly.

Seeing Zhu Yinluo enter the inner courtyard, Song Tingfeng took a sip and said angrily: "Cut off people's wealth, this son has no PY's dog thing." ”

"I'm sorry, it's me who has caused you to suffer. Xu Qi'an said guiltily.

Song Tingfeng rolled his eyes, and his gaze fell on Xu Qi'an's arm, "I see that you have touched your hands many times, and the injury is not serious." ”

Xu Qi'an rolled up his sleeves with a wry smile, and his arm was already red and swollen.

"That dog thing is using a gas engine?" Song Tingfeng's face changed.

Ordinary bosses beating subordinates are at most skin injuries, and they will never secretly cross the air. Hurting and bruising are two different things.

It can be seen how narrow-minded the surname Zhu is.

"With this injury, you can go and sue him, go back to the head, the head won't bear it. Zhu Guangxiao said in a deep voice.

Song Tingfeng glanced at him and shook his head: "Don't make trouble for the leader." ”

Although they are both silver gongs, their fathers are golden gongs, backed by towering trees, and Li Yuchun is not something that Li Yuchun can provoke.

Song Tingfeng continued: "Forget it, the next time I see him walking around, I can only admit it." ”

I'll go to sue, but it's not Brother Chun, it's Dad Wei.... Xu Qi'an rolled down his sleeve.

The so-called copying of the house is different from Xu Qi'an's imagination, there is no sound of ping-pong smashing. On the contrary, the white servants and gongs appeared cautious.

The vase in a corner of the study may be worth tens or hundreds of taels of fine porcelain, and the small table used to place objects may be worth a few taels of silver.

Suddenly, the three people in the front hall heard the woman's shrill cries and pleadings.

"What's going on?" Xu Qi'an's face changed, and he turned his head to look at Song Tingfeng: "The document said that he only copied his house and did not sit together." ”

The verdict in the document against the head of the household department was that the house was raided and exiled, and there was no mention of family members.

In other words, the family members were kicked out of the house at most, and they did not commit a crime.

Song Tingfeng said hesitantly: "Xu is the beauty of the female dependents in the house.... They want to play .... This kind of thing is also common. ”

"Bullshit!" Xu Qi'an scolded and strode to the backyard.

In the backyard, the woman's shrill cries were heard in multiple rooms, accompanied by the men's lewd laughter.

"Bang!"

Xu Qi'an approached the principle, kicked open the door of a room, and saw a bronze gong tearing the woman's dress.

The woman had dignified features, fair skin, and only a lotus-colored belly pocket left on her upper body, crying out in despair.

The gong was startled, and his whole face was not good, if it was any later, wouldn't it be frightening, he looked back at the door angrily.

Xu Qi'an stared at him coldly, and glanced at the waist card hanging on his waist: "You continue, I remember your name, and I will personally look for Wei Xuan's complaint when I go back." ”

Wei Yuan's name was very intimidating, and the gong glanced at the woman, and then at Xu Qi'an's gloomy face, confirming that he was not joking, so he hesitated a little.

Xu Qi'an ignored him, hurried up, and kicked open the doors of several other rooms in the same way, scaring off his colleagues who wanted to do misdeeds.

I didn't see the surname Zhu.... Xu Qi'an's heart sank, and without hesitation, he kicked open the last room.

Sure enough, I saw Zhu Yingong inside.

And he, smiling, pinched a young girl, peeling her clothes one by one like a wicked taste.

The girl's age, twelve or thirteen years old, with tears in the corners of her eyes, sobbing and choking, wanting to cry but not daring to cry.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an's anger burned to the peak, but he was not reckless, he just stared at Zhu Yinluo.

"Get out!" Zhu Yinluo's face was gloomy.

Xu Qi'an didn't get out, he looked at a master of the God Refining Realm without stage fright, and said word by word: "If you dare to touch her, I will go back to Wei Gong to sue you." ”

Hearing this, a strong light burst out in the girl's eyes, like a drowning person grasping at a life-saving straw.

The conflict here attracted the other gongs and white servants, who stood not far away, watching in amazement as the famous little gong confronted the silver gong.

"Okay, I don't know what is alive or dead. ”

If he was not used to seeing Xu Qi'an in the limelight before, then now he is angry with him.

Zhu Yingong grabbed the girl's neck, lifted her in the air, and strode out of the room.

Xu Qi'an felt the surging qi, subconsciously pressed the handle of the knife, and retreated vigilantly to avoid the edge.

Zhu Yinluo carried the girl to the courtyard, threw her on the stone table, turned her head, and said to Xu Qi'an with a cruel smile:

"How are you going?"

The green tendons on Xu Qi'an's forehead jumped.

"Ning Yan..."Song Tingfeng rushed over with an ugly face, pressed Xu Qi'an's right hand to press the knife, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, you know the consequences...."

There was a pleading tone in his tone.

Xu Qi'an regained some composure and understood Song Tingfeng's warning.

First, it is a great sin for the gong to attack the silver gong, and it is also a self-inflicted punishment to kill him on the spot.

In other words, dragging the girl to the yard and humiliating her in public was actually stimulating Xu Qi'an and forcing him to take action.

This is to allow Qi to die.

Second, how to refine the Divine Realm by practicing the Qi Realm?

Neither status nor strength allows.

Xu Qi'an did not give up, and repeated seriously: "If you dare to touch me, I will complain to Wei." ”

Zhu Yinluo laughed wildly: "You can go to sue, but after I have enjoyed the little beauty." ”

Other gongs may be afraid of Xu Qi'an's threat, but he is not afraid.

has a father who is a golden gong, and he does things in a measured manner, so he basically won't encounter troubles or disasters that can't be solved.

What's wrong with insulting the family members of a few convicts, what a big deal.

And it's not once or twice. Every year, so many convicts raid their homes and are exiled, even if the female relatives of the family are not sitting, can they really get out safely?

There's always something to give.

Zhu Yingong laughed contemptuously and posed as insulting.

Some gongs turned their heads, while others whistled and laughed.

The fate that this young girl who has just entered junior high school is about to face, which deeply stimulates the soul of the 21st century.

"Release!"

Song Tingfeng heard the words of his new colleague, and his tone was very light.

But his expression was so firm and resolute, the ghost made the gods worse, Song Tingfeng took a step back.

Xu Qi'an's eyes were calm, his breath was calm, all his emotions were precipitated, and he entered the best state in an instant.

He pressed the thumb of the hilt and gently lifted the gauntlet of the black gold long knife, letting it unsheath an inch.

"Boom!"

In the echo of the sound of the long knife unsheathed, Zhu Yingong burst out, his eyes were sharp, and he slashed at Xu Qi'an with a knife.

He had been preparing for a long time.

The furious air was surging like the tide of the sea. Xu Qi'an is like a rock, standing still.

Concentrate a little and reach the top!

"Boom!"

Another unsheathed sound.

Everyone only saw a thin line of knife light flashing away, and only saw Xu Qi'an's hand pressing the knife seemed to move.

The slightly straight knife was still in its sheath, and the sonorous sound just now seemed to be an auditory hallucination.

Zhu Yingong didn't move, his eyes staring at him and froze in place.

A few seconds later, the gong in his chest cracked and he fell to the ground with a "clang".

Immediately afterwards, a knife mark opened on his chest, and blood gushed out, splashing on Xu Qi'an's face and body.

In the dead silence, he fell backwards weakly.

In Russia, Song Tingfeng was the first to react, and his face turned pale and he threw himself beside Zhu Yinluo and touched the carotid artery.

"Not dead, not dead..."Song Tingfeng hissed: "Save people, save people." ”

The scene was chaotic all of a sudden, and a part of the gongs rescued Zhu Yinluo, conveyed the gas machine, and dumped the pills. Then he was carried away, intending to send him back to the Yamen of the watchman for treatment.

The other part drew the knife, and in the continuous sonorous sound, the group surrounded Xu Qi'an.

Zhu Guangxiao, who was taciturn, held down the handle of the knife and protected it in front of Xu Qi'an.

"Ning Yan..."Song Tingfeng's face turned pale, and he squeezed it out of his throat with difficulty: "You run away." ”

Xu Qi'an, who drained the gas machine with a knife, shook his head, his eyebrows and eyes were full of exhaustion, and he smiled forcefully: "I escaped, what should my uncle and aunt do." ”

Song Tingfeng was furious, he grabbed Xu Qi'an's collar, pointed at the bewildered girl, gritted his teeth and said, "Is it worth it, for a woman I don't know, is it worth it." ”

"She's still a child..."Xu Qi'an stared at him: "There is always something that is higher than life." ”

He walked out with vain steps, no one dared to stop him, he took a step, and beat people back a step.

Ten steps later, Xu Qi'an took off his waist card and saber, threw it on the ground, and then, he made a move that no one could understand.

He looked at the sky in the distance, raised his hand, and gave a military salute.

After many years, Xu Qian's face was once again filled with the vigor when he stepped out of the police academy.

Even though he was covered in blood.

PS: The explosion is over, I'll go to bed first, and I'll update when I wake up.