Chapter 53: Confiscating the house (Part 1)

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"What should we do with people like Mr. Zhao?"

After Li Shuiwa was beheaded, all the remaining people were brought to the city gate. There were about 600 people left.

This is normal. Many people were killed in the charge just now, but more of them escaped to some civilian homes.

As Li Shuiwa was surrendered, the brothers escorted the bandits through the streets and began to shout the news that Li Shuiwa had surrendered and saved his life.

Therefore, many bandits who were hiding gathered together, but Zhao Ming knew very well that there must be dozens or hundreds of bandits still hiding in some homes.

Most likely, they held the head of the household hostage. Such people are used to being cautious.

Therefore, there were not many people who actually charged and killed them. After all, this was a city, not a plain.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Glancing at the densely packed group of bandits who were all disarmed and squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, Zhao Ming just waved his hand.

"Find a warehouse to lock them in for the night. Good things will be waiting for them tomorrow."

Hearing this, the monkey nodded and didn't think much about it.

Generally speaking, most of these prisoners have to be escorted back to the military camp to obtain instructions before making a decision.

After all, there are too many people.

"Let the brothers work hard tonight."

Zhao Ming said, patting the monkey on the shoulder, and then waved to Wang Er in the distance.

"Your name is Wang Er, right? Come here!"

"Sir...sir!"

After a night of fighting, Wang Er was convinced of Zhao Ming from the bottom of his heart. However, due to the previous incident, he felt a little embarrassed and spoke unnaturally.

"Why are you so born? I'm just asking you, do you feel comfortable hanging out with me today?" Zhao Ming said in a deep voice.

"Cool!"

"louder please!"

"Cool!!!"

This time, not only Wang Er, but also many brothers from the original Zhensong Army were raising their arms and shouting.

Not only is it great, it’s simply great.

The cavalry charged. They had done this often when fighting with Marshal Liu.

Liu Dashuai's fighting style is more reckless and unstructured, making his opponents completely unpredictable.

Sometimes when you think the gap between the two sides is not big, the other party wants to deal with you, but in the end, the other party beats you into a bastard with a wave of punches.

But the difference between Zhao Ming and Liu Dashuai is that they still respect them.

Because Marshal Liu recruits people without any scruples, he is not very concerned about the battle loss rate of his subordinates.

Fighting with valor is valor, and sometimes winning consecutive battles is indeed the case.

But the battle damage rate is really high.

But in this battle, they found that they followed Zhao Ming in the charge, although they also lost hundreds of people in the battle.

But don't forget, this wave directly wiped out the entire Li Shuiwa bandits. The thousand-man brigade was directly destroyed and a city was captured.

Compared with this kind of record, this battle loss is simply not too low.

"Since it feels good, then from now on, just like the monkeys and others, call me Master Zhao. There is no need to be so harsh." Zhao Ming waved his hand.

Hearing this, Wang Er's eyes suddenly became inexplicably excited, and he hurriedly said, "Yes! Master Zhao!"

"Okay, send two hundred brothers to guard the main roads in the city. You can take the rest with me." Zhao Ming said calmly.

"Uh... Mr. Zhao, do we have anything else to do tonight?" Wang Er was confused.

The monkeys on the side were also very surprised. Now that Li Shuiwa had bowed his head and the gangster was detained, what else could happen?

"Search the house!"

After spitting out these two words, Zhao Ming was already riding ahead.

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other and became even more confused for a moment.

Mr. Zhao...Did you make a mistake? We are not bandits, we are soldiers!

In the end, the monkey couldn't hold it back, "Uh... Mr. Zhao, do we have to pay attention? We are officials after all. If this..."

However, Zhao Ming did not rush to answer, but looked the monkey up and down, and then said calmly,

"Look now, is there anything in your body that is like a soldier or an official?"

"Well....."

"Stop talking nonsense and follow me!"

Zhao Ming snorted coldly, was too lazy to explain, and casually named a gangster.

"You! Were you always with Li Shuiwa before? Are you the second in charge?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man squatting on the ground, looking like a skinny monkey, immediately started to tremble.

"No...no...I'm just...just a handyman..."

"Back to the boss, this person's name is Zhou Laoqi. He is Mr. Li's white paper fan and also the second in charge!"

That week, Lao Qi still wanted to defend himself, but he didn't expect that the younger brother next to him would directly reveal his background.

"My darn thing!"

Zhou Laoqi suddenly showed his true colors and was about to pounce on the man and tear his mouth apart.

"Hey! Boss, he wants to kill me! He wants to kill me! We were all forced by him and Li Shuiwa! It's all them! Save me, save me!"

The man was so frightened that he quickly ran away. Fortunately, someone nearby quickly pointed a gun at Zhou Laoqi, which made him calm down.

Zhao Ming rode a horse and walked up to a few people. He first looked at Zhou Laoqi, who was still staring at him with his head pressed, and then looked at the man who had just reported him.

Then Zhao Ming pulled out the blood-stained ring-head knife from the leather bag on the horse's belly.

Just when everyone thought Zhao Ming would kill Zhou Laoqi with one sword, the next moment, a human head rolled down.

It's not Zhou Laoqi, it's the man who exposed it.

Zhou Laoqi stared blankly at the head rolling on the ground, and looked up at Zhao Ming in confusion.

There was some vague expectation in my heart.

"You! Zhou Laoqi, right? Have you been in the city for a few days? Are you familiar with the city?"

"Familiar! Familiar! I'm familiar with it! Boss, are you looking for those rich families? I'm familiar with this, I know it!"

Zhou Laoqi seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and quickly showed a flattering smile.

He had just heard Zhao Ming's words about confiscation of his home, and he felt that this might be his opportunity.

What is official or not? There is no distinction between right and wrong these days.

"Okay! Come with us!"

"Hey! Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss!"

Zhou Laoqi nodded like a fool, turned back to look at the bandit brothers, a sneer flashed across his face.

Damn you, you are a bunch of white-eyed wolves, if I don’t kill you if I gain power!

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And with the sound of gunshots, shouts of killing, and the sound of horse hooves in the city, the hearts of the wealthy people in the city began to sink into the bottom of their hearts.

Many wealthy families even secretly sent their servants out to inquire about the situation.

Although he didn't dare to get too close, he still saw something and hurried back to report it.

"Master! Master, it's a great thing! A great thing!"

The servant, old man Zhang, trotted back to the Yang Mansion and started waving his hands and shouting before he even entered the house.

"Oh! What's the good news? Could it be that a military master has really entered the city?"

Mr. Yang was also so anxious that he didn't even bother waiting in the hall, so he stood up and went out to greet him.

"Whirring whirring!"

Old man Zhang gasped.

"Hey, you tell me, it makes me anxious!" Mr. Yang stamped his feet anxiously.

During the two days since Li Shuiwa came to the city, their days had been like a year. If there was no good news, he really didn't know how he would live the rest of his life.

A wealthy family like theirs has at least dozens of female dependents.

For example, he has eight aunts and wives, three daughters and two sons. Whoever gets yelled at is going to be miserable.

And looking at Li Shuiwa's style, the experienced Mr. Yang felt that this group of people would not be dismissed so easily.

I'm just afraid that after playing a small game, I still have to kill people and seize wealth. That's the most terrible thing.