The ring-eyed servant at the head glared and said angrily: "The country has national laws, you begged me to spare you, who did I ask to spare me?"

Speaking of which, a group of people around laughed, to say that Beilai has been called a barbarian land since ancient times, it is not unreasonable, Beilai people have never paid attention to affection, and the word is the first, so now a group of people around can watch everything indifferently without any psychological burden. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The little girl cowered in her mother's arms, her little face was already pale, and she did not dare to look up in her mother's arms, and the crowd around her, who were gloating and expressionless, were the most angry and hateful.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly took out a little bit of broken silver from her money bag, got up and asked for the officer's hand, and the officer glanced at it, as if he thought the money was too little, and slapped it on the ground.

Looking at the scattered silver and copper coins on the ground, the corners of the woman's eyes were moist, this was the money to buy medicine for her husband who was sick in bed at home, and now that he had suffered such a change, the poor husband could only endure the pain of illness.

"Bold!And want to pay a bribe!?"

The official weighed the wooden stick in his hand, his face was grim, and then he said sharply.

"I said that the country has its own laws, and if you violate it, you will be punished. ”

The official's remarks were nothing more than disliking the mother and daughter for giving less benefits, so they intensified the difficulty.

At this moment another messenger came out and forcibly freed the little girl from the woman's bosom and threw her into the middle of the road, and the woman tried to prevent her from being kicked far away, and she was weak and cried beside her.

"Little girl, admit your mistake with the master, and the master will beat you a few boards less. ”

The ring-eyed servant smiled, and made a few strokes of the stick on the little girl's head.

The little girl shook her head stubbornly, still forgetting to cry without saying a word.

"It's tough. ”

After the ring-eyed servant finished speaking, the wooden stick in his hand hit the little girl's head, and the little girl staggered and sat on the ground, and her head was bleeding like a torrent of blood.

"Do you admit your mistakes?"

The servant glared at him viciously, without the slightest hint of inhumanity, and then the second stick was swung down, and the little girl was stunned, and the blood splashed by the second stick that followed, and she fell to the ground.

"It's really unbearable. ”

The official doesn't seem to be having fun, he hasn't had fun, and the little girl in front of him doesn't know whether she is alive or dead.

The surrounding crowd sighed, or sighed or rejoiced, and there was always no voice of accusation.

"You help her. ”

The little girl tugged at Jiang Yangsheng's sleeve and whispered, turning her head from time to time to look at the little girl who was sitting in the middle of the road and didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

Jiang Yangsheng looked down at the little girl, shook his head for the first time, and his expression was resolutely indifferent.

"Help her. ”

Jiang Yangsheng shook his head indifferently again, hard-hearted.

"Cold-blooded!"

"Say whatever you want. ”

The little girl who was beaten was the same age as this little girl, and she was more or less empathetic, and she felt sorry for the little girl in the crowd.

The little girl staggered to the Pipa Girl's side, shook the Pipa Girl's cuffs, looked up and said pitifully, "Big sister, you can help her." ”

The pipa girl shook her head silently, also watching coldly.

The little girl burst into tears, wiped her eyes with one sleeve, and then turned her head and ran out of the crowd.

Jiang Yangsheng looked at the back of the little girl who was gradually moving away, and his eyes were full of hatred after turning around.

This kind of thing happens all the time, bullying the weak in the rivers and lakes is understandable, the chivalrous spirit of the rivers and lakes is not impulsive, the warm and cold world is to know since childhood, before Yu Lindao once said to Jiang Yangsheng seriously, if you walk the rivers and lakes with a compassionate mentality, there will be no bones left to eat, 16,000 miles of travel Jiang Yangsheng has seen this world very thoroughly, Beilai is called ' Many people who have never been to Beilai think that the people of Beilai live a fashionable life of drinking blood, and their lives are as cheap as grass and mustard!

A group of officials shouted boredly and walked away, the crowd suddenly dispersed, and only the mother and daughter were left on the empty street, relying on each other for their lives, so desolate!

When the pipa girl saw the servant leave, she picked up the woman, and the little girl's face was covered with blood and she was already confused.

The Pipa Girl stepped forward to help the woman pick up the fine pieces of silver scattered on the ground and return them all, and after the woman was grateful, she hurriedly disappeared into the corner of the street with her young daughter in her arms.

・・・

The tea shop outside the street of Liangpu County is just downstairs, and the boss who is constantly smiling during the day is warm and heavy, and his face is gloomy after the sun sets, sitting in the depths of the dim tea shop, he can't see how his face is, and the graceful proprietress is standing cautiously aside at this time, respectful.

It seems that many people like to call him 'the plague god', because he always brings death and fear, he likes his opponents to die in torture, and it seems that Wen Shen has a special habit of despair caused by the enemy's imminent death.

The night is getting dark, the sky is full of white clouds and the moon, the streets outside Liangpu County are stupid, a few black shadows are hurried along the road, these shadows are erratic, like a lot of ghosts disguise their whereabouts through the night, the shadows come to this tea shop that is not very famous in fact, and they disappear in a flash, and the spies of 'Xumen' are like ghosts coming out of the nine shadows, day and night, and like to act at night.

On the street in the distance, two figures walked along the winding road one after another, and then took advantage of the night to flash into the tea shop.

At this time, there were seven or eight people gathered in the tea shop, the ages are very different, and the occupations are also different, these people were originally lurking in all walks of life in Beilai to play an infiltrating role, usually not showing the landscape, once it is enabled, it is a dead soldier who goes to die.

Jiang Yangsheng was also among them, glanced around, and had a rough look at all the people who came.

In addition to the warmth, In addition to the pipa girl and the' proprietress there are four more people, an old man with crane hair and a childish face, his face is full of vicissitudes and folds, his body is thin and rickety, and he is on a crutch made of stainless steel, the crutches are the thickness of a baby's arm, and if he is not physically strong, he will definitely not be able to hold it in his hand for a long time; a young man about the same age as Jiang Yangsheng, with a rough appearance, sharp edges and corners, belonging to the typical appearance of a Beilai man, with a hairy mouth and a rare exaggerated horn hard bow behind him; a tall butcher with a fat body, with a shiny face, carrying a pig-killing knife in his hand, full of blood and evil spirit; and another short and stiff businessman dressed in gorgeous clothes, The bones reveal a sense of wealth and nobility, the appearance is mediocre, but the eyes are ruthless, the merchant is holding a folding fan full of beautiful women, the fan is beautiful, and the plump beauty with revealing clothes is painted.

Wen Shen sat in the dim light, the agarwood burned quietly in a gilded incense burner under the lamp, and the greasy desktop reflected the dim lamp, most outsiders thought that the owner of the tea shop burned incense for the sake of vassal elegance, and only the proprietress with a plump body in the distance knew that whenever this 'plague god' in the eyes of others was murderous, he would light a thumb-length agarwood to burn.

"The news came out before that there are spy-in-house spy-in-house in the 'Ningyuan Dart Bureau', although our Beilai is also considered the Zhou family's feudal territory, but since Beilai has our 'Xumen', then we can't tolerate the Zhou family's spies, we have our own losses in the open and secret battles over the years, although these insignificant spies were placed under our noses by the Zhou Dynasty as outcasts, then we don't need to treat them as living people, and we will pull them out tomorrow night. ”

Wen Shen stared at the dim wick, and then said unhurriedly, on the surrounding walls, the lights were heavy and shadowy, faintly, like ghosts fluttering and moving.

The spies of the 'Xumen' are called 'Harriers', and they are all secretly cultivated first-class dead soldiers, who are interspersed with civilians on weekdays, and may play the role of an ordinary pawn of a peddler, or a high-ranking official, but once there is a disturbance, the eyes of these harriers are like nails.

Although Beilai is a courtier of the Zhou family, it has been divided over the years, and there is a strict dividing line between Beilai and Jinggi, Beilai is like a small dynasty, but Jiang Loan, the king of Beilai, has always regarded himself as a minister, so the 500,000 land and water division of Beilai is also the guardian of the Zhou family in name, but the obedient tiger talisman of this army is in the hands of Jiang Loan.

No one will question Jiang Loan's ability to establish himself as a king, in fact, in private, many staff members have persuaded the King of Beilai to establish himself as a king, and those who advise are undoubtedly whipped up, no matter whether they are good ministers or traitors, they are advised to do so, but every time Jiang Loan whips those who advise, he will privately send Jiang Yangsheng to send them Jinchuang Medicine, and those staff members who can only sage and morality will hold their chests and cry when they see Jin Chuangyao, hoarse, and they can't pull it.

Zhou Tianzi's spies are under the nose of Beilai, naturally there is no reason to tolerate, Beilai's 'Xumen' is also a little ghost all over the world, once the Zhao family's spies are found out, they are also ruthlessly obliterated, so over the years, the spies of the two families are playing a game of cat and mouse, playing mouse and cat with each other, and each side has its own losses in every confrontation, but the two people in charge have turned a blind eye to this, and still rely on the development of the situation.

"Tomorrow, Ningyuan Dart Bureau, no one will be left alive!"

Wen Shen glanced at it gloomily, 'Light Dwelling' kills people and pays attention to 'I'd rather kill a thousand by mistake than let go of one', he is the Bai Impermanence of 'Light Dwelling', the most powerful leader of the entire 'Light Dwelling' except for the 'judge', unlike the black impermanence, Bai Impermanence is just giving advice, and the martial arts can not be high, but he must be ruthless, so there is a shadow of Bai Impermanence behind every bloody assassination, and the eighteen Bai Impermanence in the eighteen halls of the 'Xumen' are all trained by Jiang Zhu'er, the righteous daughter of Jiang Loan.

After receiving the news, Jiang Yangsheng walked out of the 'Guang Zhulou' tea shop, and the pipa girl behind him followed suit, and the others also scattered in all directions and disappeared into the night.