Chapter 271 Death without a burial place

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Inspector He had lived for most of his life, and today was the biggest crisis in his life. He watched helplessly as several bandits were attacking him. He was so frightened that he stabbed the horse pulling the cart in the buttocks with his knife.

The horse pulling the cart felt a sharp pain in its buttocks. No matter who was on the cart, it neighed loudly, spread its hooves, and started running wildly.

Several of the weapons used to inspect He Xiang failed, leaving him barely able to escape with his life!

Seeing Inspector He escaping in a carriage, Xiao Derang finally took action.

The deadly scholar is not just a dirty trick, he also has skills.

With his bow and arrow ready, Xiao Derang had already aimed at He Patrol. When he saw that he was out of the crowd and there was no obstacle to stop him, he let go of the bowstring.

With a bang, an arrow from the string arrived in front of He Xunjian in the blink of an eye!

He Xunjian has been operating in Sanshui Town for many years. How can he not have a few good men under his command? The driver who drives his car has a lot of bad men.

While driving, he paid attention to the entire battlefield. When he saw a guy dressed as a scholar shooting arrows at He Patrol, he immediately held a shield in front of him.

Bang!

The arrow was nailed to the shield, and the tail of the arrow buzzed loudly. This shows how powerful the arrow is. If it were shot at Inspector He, the skin would be peeled off even if he died!

Xiao Derang missed an arrow, and He's inspection carriage had already run out more than ten meters. At this speed, he still had a chance to shoot another arrow.

Xiao Derang drew his bow again.

Just a second before releasing the bow string, Xiao Derang had an idea and slightly changed the direction of the arrow tip, from aiming at He patrolling to aiming at the horse pulling the cart.

The driver used his shield to block He Xunjian's arrows. It was completely instinctive. He did not block the arrows after seeing them shot out, as that would have been impossible to prevent them.

Xiao Derang changed from shooting people to shooting horses. No matter how talented the driver was, it was of no avail.

With a squeaking sound, the horse was hit by an arrow. Stimulated by the severe pain, it ran as fast as it could!

Seeing He Inspection running further and further away, Xiao Derang was not in a hurry. The horse pulling the cart was injured and it was impossible to run far away.

Sure enough, just after running a hundred or two hundred meters, the carriage slowed down.

After running for a while, the horse pulling the cart whined and fell to the ground with a crash, unable to stand up again.

As soon as the horse pulling the carriage fell, of course the carriage could no longer run. The inertia pushed the horse forward a few meters, and soon stopped.

The carriage suddenly stopped, and He Xunjian could not sit still in the carriage. The wheel rolled out from the front.

Seeing Inspector He escaping, all his cronies lost their fighting spirit, abandoned Bao Xu one after another, and started running desperately.

He Inspector He had about fifty soldiers under his command. If they really fought Bao Xu and the others, they wouldn't have been defeated so miserably.

The blame is on He, the patrol inspector, who runs away every time he is in danger, and the morale of the local soldiers is depleted, so it is strange that they still beat them with a hammer, and they are undefeated.

Not only was he defeated, he was defeated completely.

Once morale drops to a certain level, no one will be willing to fight against the bandits.

In fact, casualties on the battlefield mainly occur when people are defeated and flee. If both sides are fighting desperately, the side with more people will usually have the advantage.

As soon as the local soldiers escaped, they freed Bao Xu. When they saw He Inspector's cart overturning, they howled and beat their horses and rushed over.

All the local soldiers were only focused on running for their lives. Even a few who wanted to protect He Xunjian could not keep up with Bao Xu's speed and watched helplessly as Bao Xu rushed to He Xinxun.

"Haha, surnamed He, when you led the troops to attack Grandpa Black Pine Ridge, you never thought that today would happen, right?"

He Xunjian was beaten to pieces when he suddenly heard someone talking above his head. When he looked up, he was immediately frightened to death.

I saw Bao Xu riding on a horse, condescending, holding a big knife in his hand, glaring at him fiercely!

Inspector He was not a vegetarian, he had an idea and took it into consideration.

"Hero, Grandpa, please spare your life! It wasn't me who wanted to attack Black Pine Ridge, it was that boy Yun Er from Wolong Village who caused the trouble..."

Ga!

Bao Xu was about to kill He Xunjian with a knife when he suddenly heard him mention the mastermind behind the destruction of Black Pine Ridge. He quickly put the knife away and wanted to hear what was going on.

"Say, keep going!"

Inspector He was stunned. He didn't expect that his trick actually worked. It seemed that the bandit leader was a fool and easy to fool.

"Hero, here's the thing... By the way, if I tell you the truth, can you spare my life?"

"You thief, you really won't cry until you see the coffin. Wait until grandpa chops off one of your legs. Let's see if you still dare to bargain with grandpa!"

As he spoke, Bao Xu pretended to cut off Inspector He's thigh. He was so frightened that he screamed and quickly begged for mercy: "Good man, please forgive me, I say, I will say now..."

Inspector He really wasn't fooling Bao Xu, he really had some guesses of his own.

After breaking through Black Pine Ridge, a few prisoners were taken.

After interrogation, Inspector He discovered that Qingmianhu and the others did not seem to have been killed by bandits from Heisongling, and the bloody words in Qingmianhu's gambling house did not seem to have been left by bandits from Heisongling.

After further investigation, it seems that before his death, the green-faced tiger had some trouble with Yun Chao of Wolong Village. For this reason, the green-faced tiger also set fire to the houses of several masons.

Therefore, Inspector He suspected that Yun Chao had killed the green-faced tiger, and then put the blame on the bandits in Heisongling.

Of course, this is just Inspector He's speculation and there is no substantial evidence. But if you say it now, no matter whether it is true or not, you must first fool the bandits!

Bao Xu exploded when he heard this: "Wolong Village, Yun Er? What a vicious little brat. Grandpa will take his life sooner or later!"

When Inspector He saw that Bao Xu believed it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his hope of living was rekindled!

However, Bao Xu's next words directly brought He Inspector's mood to the bottom: "He, since you have nothing to say, just go on your way!"

"Don't...don't kill..."

He Xunjian wanted to beg for mercy, but Bao Xu didn't give him another chance to speak. He swung the big knife in his hand and with a click, He Xunjian's big head rolled off his neck!

At this time, Xiao Derang rushed over. When he saw Bao Xu killing Inspector He, he was so anxious that he slapped his thigh!

"Hey, Mr. Master, why did you kill him? It's still useful to keep him alive!"

Bao Xu ignored Xiao Derang and gave him a look of disdain. What he hated most were these scheming people. The dead second master was like this, the third master was like this, and even Yun Er from Wolong Village was the same. !

"Third Master, clean up the battlefield quickly and then follow me to Wolong Village. Grandpa wants to avenge the brothers in the village!"

Xiao Derang was annoyed for a while. The matter had come to this, and there was nothing he could do to regret it. Seeing that Bao Xu was about to attack Wolong Village, he grabbed his arm:

"Master, you can't kill a chicken with a big knife. It's so hard to avenge your brothers. With a little trick, I can make that kid Yun Er die without a burial place!"