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Chapter Sixty-Three

The two of them didn't go out at night, so they ate some casually in the store.

After discussing it, I decided to go to the dock tomorrow morning to go down the river. At least I have not seen disciples of Jiuyou Sect appear nearby. Perhaps they have given up on the hunt.

Qin Lang didn't think they were important figures, which could cause the Jiuyou Sect to go out.

While the two were looking at the map, someone came to knock on the door. Xuewu got up and opened the door. As soon as the door opened, a group of detectives in black uniform rushed in with great momentum.

Xue Wu exclaimed: "What are you doing?"

The headmaster with a curly bearded face stared at Qin Lang like a fierce and waved his hand, and a group of people surrounded Qin Lang in the center.

Someone put the iron chain around Qin Lang's neck, but Qin Lang avoided it backwards. Xue Wu rushed over angrily to protect Qin Lang. The headblock was holding the knife on her neck.

"I am the chief captain of Jiangyuan Prefecture, Hong Jinshi, who came to arrest Ji Congliang, the thief of flower picking. Anyone who dares to perform official duties will be punished for the same crime."

Xue Wu said angrily: "You have found the wrong person. Your brother is Qin Lang, but he is not Ji Congliang at all."

Qin Lang realized that this group of people was probably not as simple as finding the wrong person. Thinking of Grandma He’s reminder from the previous bookstore, Qin Lang had to be vigilant. Could this group of constables be related to the bully Ren Jiaguang?

Headmaster Sammo Hung unfolded the portrait of the suspect in his hand. Xue Wu looked at him carefully and saw that the portrait was painted like a stranger at all.

"Not at all! You're looking for the wrong person."

The seven detectives nodded at the same time and said, "That's right, it's him!"

Qin Lang was not surprised, and it proved that the group of people came prepared. The portrait of the suspect was not simple. He just asked a painter to draw one, pointing to a deer as a horse. It seemed that the two of them had been targeted long ago, but the portrait was too perfunctory.

The constable who had the chains leaned over to him again and wanted to take him down. Qin Lang said, "Put down the knife, I can go with you, but I am not Ji Congliang, nor is it the flower-picking thief you are looking for."

Sammo Hung moved the knife away from Xue Wu's neck and looked at Xue Wu up close. He felt that she was as beautiful as a fairy. He sighed in his heart, no wonder Yanei had to work hard to make a plan, it was a pity for this kid and this beauty.

Qin Lang said to Xuewu: "Xuewu, you are here to wait for me, and I will come with them."

"No, I'll go with you."

Qin Lang shook his head and said, "You stay, wait for me to come back, let's leave here immediately."

He had seen through the other party's plan and had a murderous idea in his heart, but he could not choose to start in the inn where people came and went. Although he had just arrived in this world, he knew that the strong were prey on the weak and lacked the legal system. If you were not tough enough and cold-blooded enough, you would not be able to survive in this world at all.

Xue Wu immediately understood what Qin Lang meant when she saw Qin Lang's eyes.

Qin Lang said: "Let's go, I don't believe that there is no reason in Jiangyuan Mansion."

Qin Lang left the inn under the escort of seven constables, and before leaving, he said to Xuewu: "When I am not here, someone dares to bully you, don't be polite." He quietly winked and asked Xuewu to prepare to leave immediately.

After Xue Wu waited for them to go out, she immediately started packing her things. Although she did not communicate with Qin Lang, she knew that she could not stay here.

When he was quickly packing up and ready to leave, a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt pushed the door and walked in. He smiled and said, "Does this girl want to save your brother?"

Xue Wu said alertly: "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man smiled treacherously and said, "To be honest, I am a broker who specializes in helping others handle lawsuits. Is your brother's affairs big or small?"

"He is not Ji Congliang at all!"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You said it was useless, but the Yanei said it was, and he was it."

This guy is actually Qian Kailong, the disciple of Ren Jiaguang. Because he is eloquent and is responsible for negotiations, it is their usual routine. He uses both soft and hard methods. He first fabricates a charge and binds Qin Lang, and then uses Qin Lang's life as a threat to force Xue Wu to submit. This method has been tried and true. Many girls have to choose to surrender to save their relatives' lives.

Xue Wu had already fully understood that this disaster was really caused by herself.

Xue Wu didn't have time to talk nonsense to Qian Kailong and sneered: "In this way, are you framed and framed my brother?"

Qian Kailong said: "In fact, it is also for the girl's lifelong happiness. Don't you want to marry into a prominent family, and from then on, you will have rich families, wealth and wealth, and enjoy your life?"

Xue Wu walked to him one step: "Can you understand more by sir?"

Qian Kailong laughed and said, "I mean, as long as you marry the yamen as a concubine..."

Leng Buying Xuewu pulled out a dagger.

A slash! The knife stabbed Qian Kailong in the chest. This knife was stabbed in Qian Kailong's heart. Qian Kailong was killed by Xue Wu before he even made a sound. Xue Wu's beautiful blue eyes burst out with a cold light: "Go to die!"

The hearts of people in this world are indeed sinister. Grandma said that you must not have any compassion for bad people. My brother said that when he is not here, there is no need to be polite if someone wants to bully himself.

Qin Lang walked slowly, and these detectives were specializing in taking remote routes. Qin Lang had quietly drawn a detent spell in his palm, and felt that there was no one around him. It was a move.

The headmaster Sammo Hung winked, and one of the detectives removed the iron chains from Qin Lang's neck.

Qin Lang was a little puzzled, and Sammo Hung said: "Don't stand there, run away quickly!"

Qin Lang noticed that his right hand was hidden behind him and understood in his heart that these people had never thought of taking him back for interrogation at all, and had the idea of ​​killing from the beginning.

They simply wanted to create the illusion of escaping fear of sin. Once they fled, the group of detectives would rush up to attack themselves, sighing in their hearts that the chaos of the world and the sinister hearts of people. They would kill people for their own selfish desires, turn black and white, and make accomplices for tigers. All of these people deserve to die.

Qin Lang smiled and said, "What is behind you?"

The captain Sammo Hung was discovered by him and laughed: "You are smart." His right hand was exposed from the back, holding a crossbow machine in his hand, and the crossbow arrow was already on the string, and he said coldly: "Run, I'll count to ten."

"one!"

"two!"

"three"

Qin Lang raised his right palm, and a green amulet in his palm shone with light. Today he was going to kill all the evildoers.

"puff!"

A feather arrow flew from behind and shot into Sammo Hung's neck. The blood-stained tip drilled out of his throat. However, Xue Wu followed him. She discovered this crossbow from Qian Kailong. Seeing Sammo Hung aiming at Qin Lang with the crossbow, Xue Wu took decisive action and would never let his brother encounter danger.

Qin Lang fixed several detectives one after another, pulled out Sammo Hung's waist knife, stabbed them into their chests without hesitation, and cooperated with Xue Wu to kill all the remaining six detectives. It was not a pity to kill these seven people.

They had the idea of ​​killing their husbands. If they met just an ordinary person, they might have all encountered murderous hands at this moment. Killing one person is also killing, and killing seven people is also killing. The future troubles must be eliminated and no living habits are left.

Xue Wu ran towards Qin Lang: "Brother, are you okay?"

Qin Lang nodded, dragged the corpses one by one to the dark corners, and plundered all the valuable things on them. He realized that he was becoming less and less at sensible about killing and gradually adapted to the laws of survival in this world.

At this time, I saw seven fireflies-like blue light flying towards me and sank into his left middle finger. The White Bone Pen absorbed the soul power of the seven detectives. Sucking souls and absorbing spirits is the most basic function of the Bone Pen. The inhaled soul power is stored in the Bone Pen.

As the power of absorbing souls increases, the ability of the bone pen becomes stronger and stronger.

Without time to study the mystery of this, Qin Lang said to Xuewu: "Have you packed up the things?"

Xuewu nodded.

"Walk!"

It is now over the Xu hour, and Jiangyuan Mansion passes the city gate at the third hour of You hour every day. Without a pass, they cannot leave, after all, they do not have the ability to penetrate the wall.

After killing eight people in the government, it will definitely be uneasy tonight. When the government discovers this, it will start a city-wide search, and the situation will definitely become more and more dangerous.

Xue Wu began to regret that she shouldn't have killed so many people. Now things will definitely cause trouble. But if they are not killed, their whereabouts will probably be exposed faster, and often they cannot choose.
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