Beside him, Yue Laohei, whose real name is Yue Ping'an, tilted his fat little head and blinked his little eyes. There is a hint of laziness in his cunning. When he heard that Zhao Jiantian had a clever trick, he looked at it with joy and said with a smile: "I know that our brother Zhao is the smartest. What a clever trick can you tell me?"
Zhao Jiantian said proudly: "Didn't that kid just beat He Biao to death? Let's run and tell the news to the people in Donglaimen and the Mu Gang. If they know that He Biao has been killed, they will rush to the Yamen Gate very soon. This kid has been chopped up. When the time comes, we still need to catch Tao Zhili, and we can still drink and eat meat and live our fairy life."
When the two of them heard that it was true, they nodded with joy.
Jin Erliang also changed his smile, gave a thumbs up, and said in admiration: "Brother Zhao is indeed smarter. Gao, this trick is really good. So, why should we arrest Tao Zhili? That guy is also stupid, but he chose us. A smart man like Brother Zhao deserves to be unlucky when he comes out to do things."
Zhao Jiantian hummed proudly: "Well, with his little skills, he can compare with me. However, this guy dares to compete with Yin Shaozheng for wealth. He can take out 700,000 taels in one hand. His background is probably not simple. And he brought Those ten masked men are all martial arts masters. Maybe he really has some extraordinary background. What if he is really not afraid of the Mu Gang and Donglaimen."
Jin Erliang said anxiously: "Then what should we do? If this happens, we will be buried in the coffin. Who can bear the eighty-year-old stick?"
Zhao Jiantian patted Jin Erliang on the shoulder and said mockingly: "You just can't keep your composure. I can think of this, so I will naturally have a clever way to deal with it. Let's send people to notify the people from the Mu Gang and Donglaimen. Lure Tao Zhili and his young man out. As you know, since the Xu Yang case came out, Tao Zhili has been locked up at home by his grandfather for three months. This kid must have been depressed for a long time. Let's invite him to have fun in Xianghua Tower Hehehe, he will definitely come. When the time comes, we will drink and have fun with him while waiting for news from the yamen. If that kid really dies at the hands of Mu Gang and Donglaimen, then we will be fine If that kid really brings peace between Mugang and Donglaimen, then we will quietly blind Tao Zhili with medicine, and then take him to the Yamen in a carriage. When Tao Zhili wakes up and wants to question him, we will blame everything on him. That kid. We are prepared with both hands, so what are we afraid of making mistakes?"
The other two people also burst into laughter.
Yue Lao grinned happily and said: "Thanks to Brother Zhao, he is really the smartest man in the world. Such a tricky job is planned by Brother Zhao. Not only is there no risk, but you can also go to the brothel and have fun. What a wonderful experience. Arrows and three eagles. So high!"
The three of them laughed and went about their business happily.
After Zhao Jiantian and the others left. Luofan sat in the lobby and looked at Xu Yang's files, looking for items that could overthrow Tao Zhili. He had also expected that as soon as Zhao Jiantian left the house, he would definitely inform Mu Gang and Donglaimen about He Biao being beaten to death. And this is also one of Luofan's calculations.
Luofan is a person who takes one step and sees a hundred steps. The moment he stepped into Dragon City, a game of chess that had been brewing for many days began. Although the East Street Yamen was an episode, it was enough to turn the tide. And Mubang and Donglaimen were the chickens he used to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys.
The yamen was quiet for two sticks of incense.
Suddenly, there was a shocking explosion from the door, and suddenly the vermilion door broke into several pieces, with dust and smoke billowing. The policemen from the yamen turned around in fear and saw fifty or sixty thugs armed with weapons coming towards them with ferocity. They all panicked.
"Ah! It's the people from Donglaimen who are here to kill us. Everyone, run away."
Seeing the person coming, the detectives no longer cared about the prestige of the county magistrate, and shouted to hide in the side hall. Luofan sat in the Dharma hall, looking at the files, still calm and calm. The ten assassins in the hall also stood firm and steady, but their hands ready to kill had already begun to burn hot.
A group of thugs soon rushed into the lobby. The leader, Qing Zhuang, was about the same age as He Biao. He was taller and had huge limbs. He looked like an ox head staring into the eyes. He was tall and ferocious, and looked like a vicious leader in surprise. I saw him holding a long-handled giant ax weighing 200 kilograms, walking with great force, and breathing like thunder.
He is Mo Hanchong, the seventh son of the master of the Donglai Sect, and He Biao's sworn brother. After hearing that He Biao had been killed, Mo Hanchong led his men to kill him. Entering the lobby, Mo Han raised his giant ax fiercely, causing dust to fly with his strength. The photographer hid in the corner of the side hall, huddled in a pile, and was too frightened to make a sound.
Mo Hanchong raised his axe, stared at Luofan in the hall and shouted angrily: "You are the one who killed my brother, tell me your name!"
Luo Fan raised his eyes and said coldly: "East Street Yamen arrested officer Luo Fan. Who is here?"
"The person who wants your life!"
Mo Hanchong didn't say much, and directly threw the big ax to chop down Luofan. Luo Fan turned slightly to one side and dodged easily. The big ax immediately embedded itself into the wall behind.
After dodging a blow, Luo Fan shouted coldly: "Kill! No one will be spared!"
The ten masters of Xuanzi Team in the hall immediately drew their swords. Immediately, he saw shadows flying around in the hall, and a burst of silver light struck him randomly. The detectives closed the side door tightly, and more than a dozen people blocked the door, trembling all over. He closed his eyes tightly, not even daring to look.
Mo Hanchong relied on his strong force and was used to being tyrannical. After throwing the ax, he rushed straight towards Luofan, raising his iron fist like a sandbag and preparing to attack. However, Luofan sat on the chair, watching coldly, motionless. This kind of silly and powerful stupid character is not worth taking action on his own.
Sure enough, before Mo Hanchong took five steps, two figures flashed out from the left and right. Just two "puffs" were heard, and his big belly of the water tank had been cut open. Blood and white intestines are falling from the sky! The stench is overwhelming!
"Ah! Ah!"
Mo Hanchong's belly was cut open, his intestines were spilled on the floor, and he was rolling in a pool of blood, screaming in pain! The scene was bloody, a hundred times more cruel than the pig killing scene. The other thugs who came with Mo Han had no time to care about Mo Han's life or death, because they themselves were unable to call for help.
The ten masters of Xuanzi kill people like a game. I saw the sword flashing wildly, the head flying into the air, and the remaining limbs falling to the ground. Blood gushed out like a spring, and the pitiful howls were short and short. Within a few breaths, the fifty or sixty people who rushed in were all turned into corpses. It's so violent when you come, but it's so quiet when you lie down. There were not even many opportunities for them to howl in misery.
Jia Xu collapsed at Luofan's feet, covering his head and shaking. Hearing the scene quieten down, I looked back and saw that the ten masters were standing unscathed like hell. There was a layer of corpses piled all over the ground, and blood became a pool of water. It’s true that Yama is ascending to heaven, and Yin and Dharma are ruthless. Corpses lay on the ground, blood turning into pulp. It's foggy and gloomy, and there's a ghostly wind blowing. The lobby of the government office that I had watched for decades suddenly turned into a hell. Jia Xu fell down in fear and coughed repeatedly.
The detectives hiding in the side hall also carefully opened the door and took a look. The blood rushed to their noses and brains, and they all immediately covered their mouths and noses with "Wow", and each of them vomited. Although they also held knives and swords, their skills were mediocre. When something happened, they would always kowtow and admit their mistakes. They never really killed anyone. This was the first time I had seen such a scene. I immediately felt my stomach turn and vomited out the sour water I had spent half my life on.
Luofan waited for a while and saw that the police officers had almost vomited. Then he shouted coldly: "Come back here. Behead all the thugs who attacked the Yamen and put them on the street for public display!"
"Ah!" Everyone felt numb after hearing this. You want to behead someone after killing someone? This is too cruel! Whose style is this? Having just killed He Biao and Lin Dong, and then killing so many people in Donglaimen, this means that the road to death is almost gone.
Jia Xu stood up holding on to the table, but his method was also confused and his eyes were confused! What on earth is he going to do? With such merciless killing, wasn't he afraid that the hundreds of thousands of people from the Mu Gang and Donglaimen would come to kill him?
Seeing everyone's hesitation, Luofan slapped the table and shouted: "Still don't take action! If you don't take action, you will be guilty of the same crime as the murderer and beheaded!"
The policemen did not dare to disobey the order, so they hurriedly covered their noses and mouths and chopped off the heads one by one, and then carried all the corpses to the street and laid them out.
The people on the street formed a big circle and were blocking in front of the Yamen to watch the play. Just now, they saw the group of thugs armed with weapons and charging into the Yamen in an aggressive manner. I thought, someone is going to die again in Dongjie County Government Office. Who would have thought that the large group of people who rushed in would soon be carried out as corpses!
As soon as the dozens of corpses were laid out, Liu Tong, the leader of the Wood Gang, led two hall leaders and more than 200 disciples, and they also came galloping over with swords and horses. He Biao was his son-in-law, and now that he was killed, he naturally couldn't tolerate it. However, when he came to the East Street Yamen and saw the rows of corpses in front of the door, he was shocked. I dismounted and took a closer look. Lying on the ground was actually a disciple from the Donglai Sect. And the strong man in the lead is clearly He Biao's sworn brother, Mo Hanchong, the young master of the Donglai Sect!
Liu Tong is in his fifties, with a broad face and long beard, wearing a black dragon robe, and holding a long sword with a golden dragon handle. He is good-looking and majestic. After he recognized Mo Hanchong's body, his eyes were red with rage, his beard was trembling, he raised his knife and shouted angrily: "It's Mo Hanchong, the young master of Donglaimen! Damn it! He was also killed. Everyone, follow me. Rush in, wash out the yamen with blood, and seek justice for them!"
