At this moment, in the distance, the sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground came.
Dozens of war horses lined up in three rows and galloped wildly on the street. The leader was a man who was extremely tall, but extremely thin, like a bamboo pole, and had a scary-looking face.
"Wang Baihu, you are so patient, you dare to touch my people!"
When the thin bamboo pole-like man approached the Xuanyi Guard Yamen, he reined in the white horse under him and looked around with interest.
"It was originally a happy day for me to take a concubine, but you disturbed my mood. How do you think this matter should be resolved?"
Wang Baihu stood next to Song Xuan and whispered: "Sir, he is Yun Zhonghe, that is, that Li Dashan."
Song Xuan nodded, "This is the first time I have seen such an ugly person!"
"That boy, who are you calling ugly! Don't think that if you speak softly, I won't be able to hear you!"
Song Xuan glanced sideways at him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, pointed at the tortured human-like hit-and-run man on the ground, and said, "Did you just say that this is your person?"
"So what?"
Yun Zhonghe didn't care much about Song Xuan. He was probably the young master of some powerful family. He had read a few shabby books and learned a lot about benevolence, righteousness and morality. When his brain got hot, he wanted to stand up for the dead bitch!
"Boy, you have to understand that there are always some people in this world that you can't afford to offend. Forcing yourself to stand out will only bring disaster to your family!"
"Looking at your luxurious clothes, you have extraordinary bearing. You must have some status in your family, but so what? Can you have a bigger backer than the prefect?"
Song Xuan looked at the arrogant Yun Zhonghe, and he did not expect that Yun Zhonghe, who was also well-known in the world as one of the four evil men, would be so willing to be a dog-legger for people in the government.
From this, we can see how powerful the state pastor Zhao Kuangyin was in this Northern Song Dynasty territory.
It is estimated that most of the famous masters in the world have been recruited by him.
"I never compare myself with others for my backer! Because I am my backer!"
With a wave of Song Xuan's sleeves, Yun Zhonghe's figure floated up uncontrollably, as if an invisible hand pinched his neck and hung him in the air.
With a flick of his finger, invisible energy surged, Yun Zhonghe's legs exploded without warning, and flesh and blood spurted out like hidden weapons, splattering dozens of men around him.
"ah!!"
Many people fell off their horses, their bodies were riddled with holes, and more than half of them were beaten directly into a sieve.
This sudden scene really shocked everyone.
Not to mention the people who were watching, even Wang Baihu subconsciously took a step back.
He knew that the inspector was a ruthless person, but he didn't expect him to be so ruthless.
It doesn’t matter what your identity is or what kind of backers you have behind you, just kill as you say, unscrupulously, and don’t care about any official rules at all.
But I have to say, it’s really fun to watch!
It has been a long time since their Qianhu Office has been so proud and decisive in killing!
"What a shame, you are so vicious-hearted at such a young age!"
Boom!
In the distance, a group of people dressed as government agents rode up on horseback. One of them, a strong man who looked like a head catcher, scolded sternly. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed with a cry, pointing at Song Xuan from a distance.
"It is a heinous crime to harm a wealthy businessman in this city on the street. The evil thief should be arrested as soon as possible!"
When the people who were still watching saw the police officers coming out from the government office, they immediately made a crash and dispersed, hiding far away.
Obviously, to the common people, people from the government are far more terrifying than Xuanyi Guards.
Song Xuan glanced at Wang Baihu with deep meaning.
Wang Baihu's face turned red.
The reputation of the Xuanyi Guards is not as much of a deterrent to the common people as the government agents, which is quite embarrassing.
Song Xuan pointed to the pregnant woman Liu Zhang who was lying on the cart, and said to the head catcher: "This is also a human life, can you see it?"
The catcher snorted coldly: "It's just a concubine of the Li family, not the official wife. If she dies, she will die. At worst, she just needs to pay more fines. How can it be compared with Master Li's safety!"
"What you said makes sense!"
Song Xuan's expression was dull, "She is a concubine. She has no place on the stage. Her death will be in vain. In the same way, in my eyes, all of you little officials who work for me are also small minions who have no place on the stage. Your death will be in vain! "
"Evil thief, you are seeking death!"
The catcher yelled angrily. He could see that the young man in front of him had an extraordinary background, but so what, the person standing behind him was the prefect. No matter who you are, you should be destroyed first!
He was seen violently attacking, his innate true energy flowing on the long sword, and with one strike of the sword, the shadow of the sword filled the sky like a violent storm, sweeping towards Song Xuan wave after wave, covering his whole body.
The violent sword energy surged and made a hissing sound in the air. It was so powerful that even Wang Baihu did not dare to resist.
Song Xuan once again had a clear understanding of the strength of the Northern Song Dynasty government.
Even a small yamen arrester has the cultivation of an innate warrior, and judging from the degree of concentration of sword energy, he should have condensed the flower of energy.
The sword skills are wide open and closed, the sword energy is violent and thick, and he obviously has profound martial arts skills. This person is definitely a disciple of a big sect.
Song Xuanzheng didn't even look at him, he opened his mouth and spat out, the sword energy was like a red lightsaber, the red light flashed, and with a hiss, it pierced the catcher's chest directly.
The burly and sturdy head catcher screamed in surprise, and his whole body was carried away by the force of the sword energy. The long knife in his hand came out, and Song Xuan reached out to hold it in his hand.
Song Xuan took a look at the knife in his hand. It was made of good material. It should have been mixed with some dark iron debris during the forging. It was considered a good knife.
With a wave of his hand, the long knife in his hand came out. In a flash of cold light, before the arrester's head fell to the ground, his chest was penetrated by the long knife again. With this, he was nailed to the opposite side. On wooden pillar.
"You, how dare you..."
The head catcher, whose name had not even been announced yet, had a look of horror and despair on his face. He pointed at Song Xuan, gasped for air in his mouth, screamed, and lowered his head, completely cutting off the chance of life.
He couldn't believe it until his death that someone actually dared to kill him in Sichuan and Chongqing Prefecture!
Is he really not afraid of the prefect's revenge?
You must know that behind the prefect, there are not only two grandmaster-level ministers recruited from the rivers and lakes, but also the governor of the state. In this border of Songzhou, he kills people in the government on the street. Where does he have the courage?
In a blink of an eye, Yun Zhonghe was deposed, the government chief was killed, and a lot of minions died. No one dared to judge how strong Song Xuan was, but he was decisive in killing and ruthless in his methods. , which really shocked the onlookers.
At this moment, the whole street was silent.
Song Xuan looked around with cold eyes.
Very good, the achievement of slashing a street has been achieved!
