With an angry rebuke, several strong private soldiers of the Guo family, led by Guo Miao, rushed into the crowd.
When everyone saw these large and powerful private soldiers and Guo Miao, they suddenly became a little quieter. Even the women who were acting mischievously were as still as clay sculptures. Guo Miao's reputation scares many people in Xudu.
Guo Miao stepped forward, whipped a rogue in the face, and scolded: "They lost their daughter to make trouble, what are you doing here! Get out!"
When the rogue saw her fierce eyes, he didn't even dare to look at her. He let go of Liu Ling and ran away covering his face.
The remaining private soldiers of the Guo family rescued the four members of the Song family and sent them into the courtyard. Then they stood at the door holding a knife and glaring at everyone, like a Vajra protecting the law.
At the same time, several sneaky congregants behind the crowd glanced at each other, slowly retreated, and disappeared into an alley.
These congregants ran back to the Sansheng Cult branch in the south of the city and hurriedly reported to Li Yiping.
"What? That again: how many people?" Li Yiping frowned when he heard that Guo Miao and the others rescued Song Xin's family. He originally wanted to capture Ajiang and the others and blackmail Song Xin, but the Guo family ruined his plan.
"What the hell! Dare to go against our Three Saints Sect!" Li Yiping gritted his teeth bitterly, but because of the wound on his ear, he couldn't help but hiss.
The congregants waiting nearby quickly comforted him: "Master Li, please don't get angry, just tell us what to do."
Li Yiping's face turned pale with pain, and he said bitterly: "Let them be proud for a few days. That boy Song Xin is still in our hands. Let's go and let him suffer a little tonight."
The congregants all laughed evilly, "Yes, I will cut off one of his arms tonight and send him back to his home to see what the women's expressions are like."
Li Yiping glared and said: "Asshole, that's the person that the Three Saints are interested in. Who asked you to chop off his arm? What should I do if the Three Saints blame him?! Just make him suffer a little."
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That night, two stout men walked outside the cell where Song Xin was imprisoned. They opened the door carrying a basin of hot water and charcoal fire.
Song Xin noticed someone coming in, stopped practicing, and asked with a smile: "What, Mr. Tian, will you give me hot water to wash my feet?"
A man said with a smile: "Mr. Song, I have been ordered to help you."
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Wash up. "As he said that, he brought the hot water to Song Xin's feet, and then said with a troubled face: "I'm sorry, Master, I have an order to put shackles on your feet first, and then I can wash your feet. Please also be considerate of those of us who are on errands..."
Song Xin looked at them, sneered in his heart, nodded and said: "Since it's the master's order, I don't want to embarrass you, so just wear it."
One man took off a pair of shackles and handcuffed Song Xin, and the other man brought the basin closer.
Seeing the scalding hot water, Song Xin secretly sneered, "If you were an ordinary person, you wouldn't get blisters as soon as you put your feet in. It seems Tian Zheng has no good intentions."
But he remained calm and allowed the two men to help him take off his shoes and socks. They gently squeezed Song Xin's calves and said with a smile: "Let's squeeze the young master's legs. Come on, please wash the young master's feet." Without waiting for Song Xin to answer, he pushed his feet into the hot basin of water.
"Ah!" Song Xin screamed and struggled with his feet, but the two men held his legs firmly to prevent Song Xin from jerking his feet.
The two of them listened to Song Xin's screams and looked at each other proudly.
The man gritted his teeth, pressed Song Xin's legs tightly, and kept saying: "Mr. Song, soaking your feet in hot water can help you get rid of the cold. This is Mr. Tian's good intention. Please don't live up to your kindness."
But when he looked up, he was stunned. Song Xin was looking at him with a smile.
"you..."
"I'm teasing you, it's not hot at all." Song Xin suddenly took action, grabbed a man's bun, and pressed his entire head into the scalding water. A burst of bubbles emerged from the copper basin. The man was burned and struggled desperately, but Song Xin's hand was too strong and he couldn't get away at all.
The other man saw that his accomplice was injured and was about to take action. Song Xin raised his legs and locked his neck directly. He hit the edge of the couch with a clang and a big bump suddenly formed on his head.
"Boy, I was joking with you just now. This hot water is really comfortable, but it's a pity that it's still a little cold." After saying that, he kicked his foot, and the man at his feet also rolled aside.
"Ah, it burned me to death!"
He covered his face and rolled to the ground screaming, and there were blisters on his skin and tongue.
"Ouch, I'm sorry, my foot slipped. Tsk, tsk, tsk, but the water is not hot. Brother.
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Why is my brother like this? "He said with an innocent look on his face, but he was still sneering in his heart.
The man's face was covered in blisters, he pointed at Song Xin and cursed: "You bastard, how dare you hurt me!"
"Oh, how could I hurt you two intentionally? I'm just waiting for you to wash your faces." Song Xin said with an innocent look on his face, holding his chin in his hand.
"Someone come quickly!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several tall and thick men rushed in. They were all wearing official clothes, but they obviously didn't fit, some were big and some were small. Seeing that they were all strangers, Song Xin asked, "Oh, Mr. Tian is really nice to Song. He even invited so many people to protect him. I'm flattered. I'm flattered."
A man pointed at Song Xin and cursed: "You are shameless, and you are still talking glibly. To tell you the truth, I wanted to teach you a lesson today and vent your anger on my master. But now that you have hurt my brother, I will cut you." Just the ear! You'd better not move around, let me just use this sharp knife to cut it, and it will only hurt you. If you resist, hehe, I still have a dull knife in my hand, and I will slowly cut your ear. Choose!”
Song Xin smiled calmly, shook off the water stains on his feet and said, "So you are not official officials, but from the Three Saints Sect."
The faces of the people across from me froze, and then they laughed, "So what? No one believes what you say now anyway!"
"Then I don't count as attacking an official." Song Xin said calmly, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.
"Ah? Hahahahaha! Let me tell you, now the people think you sold those women, and today they even destroyed your house." Everyone in the Three Saints suddenly burst into laughter.
Although Song Xin was smiling, he said in the coldest voice: "If you don't tell me this, maybe I can let you go, but since you have told me, I will cut off one of your ears today." .”
"Hahahaha!" There was another burst of laughter, and the entire cell was filled with the arrogant laughter of these people.
However, Song Xin shrugged his shoulders without feeling dissatisfied, reached out directly from the charcoal brazier in front of him, pinched out a piece of red-hot coal, and kept throwing it in his hand, as if he was throwing a cold stone. But this scene made the Three Saints disciples stop laughing and watch dumbfounded.
"Yellow skin and half bones, close the door, beat the dog!" Then, with a flick of his finger, red charcoal flew out quickly.
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