A faint shimmering light appeared on Ming Gande's body, and then he twitched and jumped up high, his face twitched, and his mouth opened wide but there was no sound.
With one, two, and three convulsions, a faint white smoke floated from his body, and finally he became completely motionless.
Seeing that Min Qiande was dying, Song Liyun withdrew his hand, and the high-voltage electric baton disappeared instantly.
The subordinate's eyes grew wider and wider, almost popping out of his eyes. He could no longer hold the knife in his hand and fell to the ground with a clang.
He did not see the high-voltage electric baton in Song Liyun's hand. He only saw Fourth Master Min walking up to the woman, starting to jump around inexplicably, and then died.
"Ah! Ah! Fourth Master is dead!"
The subordinate couldn't bear it anymore, so he left Song Liyun behind and ran away, disappearing into the woods in a blink of an eye.
The movement was so fast that Song Liyun had no time to catch up.
On the other side, the three people who were fighting with Han Ming saw nothing. When they heard the shouts, they turned around and saw the dead body of Ming Qiande.
"Fourth Master!"
The three of them were startled, and the sword skills in their hands suddenly became chaotic.
Han Ming also saw Min Qiande's position at this time and was shocked. He never thought that Min Qiande would attack Song Liyun.
Thinking that he had made a mistake and was almost plotted against his employer, he also felt ashamed. He exerted force on the steel pipe in his hand again, and suddenly it was fast and urgent. The shadow of the rod wrapped the three people airtightly.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" There were three crisp sounds, and a person screamed and fell to the ground twitching, white and red splattered from the top of his head, and it seemed that he would not survive.
"Run!"
The remaining two people were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart. They no longer cared about anything else and slashed at Han Ming with their swords. When Han Ming raised his stick to block, they both threw the swords and started running wildly.
At this point, everything is unimportant, and survival is the most important thing.
"My boss!" Han Ming quickly looked at Song Liyun before he could catch up.
"I'm fine, what should I do?"
Song Liyun looked solemn. He had already run away. There was no point in chasing him. He had better deal with the matter in front of him quickly. There were two dead people here.
Han Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead. He knew that Song Liyun would not be caught easily, but he did not expect that he would die so quickly, but it didn't matter: "Don't worry, I will handle this matter."
In this barren place, it was normal for people to die. If he didn't deal with it, Ming Gande's men would do it.
A quarter of an hour later, Han Ming pulled up the cart and set off again. This time, the two of them did not dare to stop. They almost jogged all the way until they were ten miles away from Ruijin Town before slowing down.
Neither of them mentioned what happened just now.
If he was outside Baolin, Han Ming still suspected that Song Liyun was pretending to be a ghost.
Just now, he could see with his own eyes the strange way Ming Gande died, with no injuries or traces, and he didn't even scream.
It was really effortless to kill myself and Jin Sanchong that day.
Song Liyun also understood Han Ming's kung fu. As long as he had the weapons handy, he could do one-on-three without any problem.
While escaping in a hurry, Song Liyun had been thinking about a problem.
Now she slowed down and asked, "Han Ming, you said that the rogue bandits, together with the sand workers, colluded with the Dilu people to harm Suijin Town. Where are those rogue bandits now?"
Han Ming, who was pulling the cart, was sweating from his chin. When he heard Song Liyun mention the bandits, he instantly remembered the path up the mountain on the other side of the Huangsha River. He gritted his teeth and said, "Those bandits disappeared after the Dilu people retreated."
"The government didn't arrest anyone?"
"No, I heard there was no, only the Zhenbei Army rescued twenty or thirty people from the grassland.
Some of the other people who were abducted died on the way, and some were sold to the tribes. The grassland is too big and the Zhenbei Army cannot find them."
When he said this, his voice was low. The little widow didn't know whether she was dead or alive. I hoped she was still alive in a cattle pen of some tribe.
Song Liyun frowned slightly and murmured: "Is there a possibility that people like Min Qiande are actually rogue bandits? After they robbed the gold and silver, they only need to stay in Ruijin Town. When the officers and soldiers come, they will be refugees, and they can be generous. Live in Qili County."
The cart in Han Ming's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and the contents on the cart almost fell out.
"My boss, are you saying that some of the people who finally came out of the forest might be bandits?"
Han Ming's hands were shaking. Although Ruijin Town did not produce much alluvial gold at that time, there were many people like him who stayed in the town, totaling three to four thousand in the whole town.
More than half of the people were taken away by the Dilu people, and in the end there were only five or six hundred people who escaped from various hiding spots.
When the officials came, everyone was panic-stricken and disheveled. No one paid attention to who was who. They only counted the names and didn't ask any more questions.
And these three to four hundred people later found their own way out of Ruijin Town.
Now that I think about it, if there are bandits or sand workers among these people, they can indeed easily clear their identities and avoid being investigated by the government.
People outside say that the Di people looted Suijin Town and they should hate the Di people.
In fact, Han Ming and the other survivors in the town hate the bandits and insiders even more.
Without these traitors, the Dilu people would not dare to rashly penetrate into the hundreds of miles of the Wu Dynasty's interior, and they could still control all intersections calmly.
We are all from the Wu Dynasty and share the same clan, but we have been poisoned.
"I just guessed like this!" Song Liyun didn't know the inside story, so she just guessed based on her feelings.
It is said that the eyes of the beholder are clear to the authorities. Song Liyun had no personal experience. She only saw the ferocity of Ming Qiande, which naturally entered the impression of the bandits.
"We, let's go back quickly!"
Han Ming felt more and more frightened. If what Song Liyun said was true, then among the hundreds of survivors who left Suijin Town, how many bandits and sand workers were there among them?
Will they return to Ruijin Town? Will Ruijin Town make the same mistake again and trap the guards?
Song Liyun didn't think so much. She was only worried that after Min Qiande died, the three people who escaped would come to Ruijin Town for revenge.
Five miles away from Ruijin Town, in the ruined temple of "Budai Monk", Song Liyun met the eagerly awaited Song Zhenping and Xiao An.
The ruined temple had been cleaned by two people, even half of the mud tire on the altar had been wiped clean.
Seeing Song Liyun come back, Xiao An happily ran forward and hugged her arm, rubbing her face hard, like a black gold trying to please others.
Song Liyun touched his cold face and nose that was red from the cold, feeling a little distressed. The two of them didn't know how long they had been waiting for him here.
Song Zhenping also had runny nose due to the cold. He didn't say much and just helped Han Ming pull the cart to the gate of the ruined temple.
He also took out the small clay stove placed in the corner and the small tea pot, which contained the boiling hot soup that had been prepared earlier.
He asked the two of them to drink some tea and rest for a while.
Although Song Liyun and Han Ming left the city after eating enough, they fought on the road and walked in a hurry. They were not even in the mood to drink water. Only then did they feel their mouths were dry and their stomachs were unbearably hungry.