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Chapter 571: This scene should go down in history!

Liujiapuzi.

This morning’s cooking pancakes were still thin in skin and big in filling, with a rich aroma.

But the diners queuing up this morning did not focus on the biscuits. They focused on the officers and soldiers who entered the cave yesterday and have not returned yet.

This group of officers and soldiers touched the hearts of the people both inside and outside Bianjing.

As time goes by, people gradually favor two concepts.

Most people think that it is a good thing that the officers and soldiers have not returned home for a long time.

This just proves that they have really found the thief and are having a fierce confrontation.

Cleaning up takes time, and it's normal to be unable to get out for a while.

Even if it is impossible to clear out the thieves, at least they will no longer return empty-handed as before, which will further encourage the thieves' arrogance.

A few people hold another view.

A rather pessimistic thought.

At this time, in the shop, a big-headed man with tattoos all over his body and bare arms muttered in a low voice: "Don't let the whole army be annihilated..." while his mouth was full of oil.

What he said was unclear, and he didn't dare to explain clearly, otherwise the shopkeeper and the waiter would spit into his own cakes.

Just listening to everyone's discussion, the titles "Judge Gongsun", "Judge Cold Face" and even "Gongsun Yama" kept appearing. The man clicked his tongue again, with a hint of jealousy in his tone: "Junior brother, you are in the hearts of the people.

, it’s time to catch up with the packaging..."

Especially Yama Gongsun, it sounds weird. In fact, when Bao Zheng was the magistrate of Kaifeng in the past and was selfless, people liked to call him Bao Yanluo.

There is no need to bribe officials to express love. With such good officials, there is no fear of unfair judgment.

Later, Yama was also used to praise officials who were upright and not afraid of power. The common people hoped that these officials would punish the bad guys like King Yama and send the evil thieves to the eighteen levels of hell, which represented the simplest wishes of ordinary people.

And now the judge Gongsun Zhao's prestige among the people is vaguely comparable to that of Bao Zheng, who has power in Kaifeng Mansion. In addition, he has previously attacked the guild's main store and arrested high-ranking Jinshi officials. It has to be said that it is

A strange thing.

"What's going on these days? Doing good deeds actually pays off? Weird! Quite weird!"

Thinking of this, the shirtless man stood up with concern for the country and the people: "Shop, two more cakes!"

After wrapping up two large steaming pancakes, he walked out of the shop, strolled on the street, and unconsciously walked towards the Kaifeng government office.

For other matters, the Imperial City Division had its own sources of intelligence, but this time a series of major events happened too suddenly, and even he had no first-hand information.

The dignified intelligence chief, like many people who also came to Kaifeng Mansion to wait in pain, was waiting for the progress of the matter.

However, arriving early is worse than arriving at a good time. Not long after the shirtless man arrived, he saw the policemen inside setting off, all mounting their fast horses and heading elsewhere.

The crowd suddenly became commotion: "There's news... but it's from the direction of the Imperial City!"

The shirtless man frowned and felt confused, but it didn't take long for everyone to know what was going on.

Huge prison cars were brought over one after another and parked in a long line in front of the Kaifeng government office.

The shirtless man raised his brows: "I didn't expect that he really succeeded in catching the thief. The princes in the court are about to jump!"

The surrounding people quickly became excited: "Are these prison cars carrying criminals?" "Judge Gongsun succeeded!" "Follow the prison cars! Follow up!"

Not to mention the comments of the people, the police officers came to Qiu Wuzuo and reported: "Qiu Kongmu, prison cars from the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple have all been transferred. They dare not refuse this time, hey!"

Kaifeng government offices had been oppressed by these two parties in many cases in the past, but this time they were really proud of themselves. The faces of the police officers were filled with joy, but they were also a little worried: "There are so many prison cars, and when the prisoners are transported, the cells will not be able to accommodate them."

Ah, do you want to transfer it to the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple Prison?"

Qiu Wuzuo smiled: "Don't worry, according to the current trend, most prisoners will not be able to come to the cell. I have summoned Wuzuo to come over. When you are escorted back, you must stay away..."

There are two types of people in Wu Zuo. One is the person who examines the body and finds out the cause of death. The other is the person who carries out burials for others. To put it bluntly, they are the body collectors.

"understand!"

The police officers quickly realized what was happening. When they were walking down the street carrying the prison van, the whole city was already boiling.

The common people put down the waiters in their hands and followed on both sides. Many shops even closed their doors directly, and the shopkeepers and servants inside also came out and merged into the crowd.

The one that attracts the most attention is undoubtedly the prison car.

It was obviously an empty prison car, but countless pairs of hateful eyes stared at it, and there were more and more sundries in their hands.

At the same time, behind the closed Tiexue Tower, police officers appeared and summoned the military patrolmen from nearby streets to clear the road.

After everything was ready, the prison van arrived, and the thieves were escorted, filed out, and loaded into the large prison van.

The prison cars here are not the narrow cages designed for single prisoners in the TV series, but are fenced-in cars that can fit even wild animals. If they are more crowded, they can hold dozens of prisoners at a time.

At this time, the thieves were pushed and stuffed inside. Ten people were put into a prison car. Then the imperial guards set up regimental signs to protect the police officers and pushed them out together.

The regiment card is also a buckler. When I was killing thieves in Wuyou Cave, the thieves were not very useful because their morale was low, but now they have to be fully armed.

Hua Rong, who had nimble legs and feet, was one of the first ones to come out. When he returned to the top from the filthy Wuyou Cave, his heart felt relieved. He saw that everyone seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and he was a little puzzled.

But soon, he realized that these preparations were completely necessary.

When the first prison car was pushed out, a wave of terror surged over, and as things like raindrops were thrown out, resentment almost rose into the sky: "Evil thief, give back my daughter's life!!" "I

Damn it!” “Beat!!” “Beat these beasts to death!!”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Even if they set up their bucklers, the escorting imperial troops and policemen were frightened by the incoming attack and hurriedly retreated.

Of course, the prison car cannot be pushed away.

I don't want to push him away either.

As a result, when they hid behind them, in addition to feeling the banging of the round shields in their hands, they also heard the stern and brief screams: "Spare my life... spare my life..."

The screams quickly died down. Hua Rong and others poked their heads and saw that the ten thieves had been smashed into pieces of flesh and blood in a short period of time. They couldn't help but be a little shocked: "There are so many rocks, the prison car will not be destroyed."

Smash it?"

The police officer is used to it: "In the past, when there was great evil, some people could not go to the execution ground at all. They were beaten to death while parading in the street, and the prison van was smashed. There was nothing that could be done. Today, the people are required to avenge and complain...keep pretending!"

When the first round over there was over, the corpse collectors came forward, used rakes to skillfully scoop the muddy corpses into bags, and pushed out the second prison van full of criminals.

There was a bang outside, and then it exploded again.

If you look down at the inner city of Bianjing from the sky, you can see a steady stream of people gathering here from all directions.

All the soldiers from the military patrols came to maintain order, but they did not stop the thieves from being beaten to death, and some even participated in it with eyes wide open.

Only four or five prison vans were loaded, and the ground was already covered with several thick layers. The policemen had to move forward to sweep and clear the road.

The onlookers also immediately stepped forward to help, and very cleverly picked up those that could be recycled. When the police saw them, they quickly called out: "Back off! Back off! You must also leave some for the people behind you!"

Under the kind advice, the crowd finally began to flow. Some people whose arms were sore from the beating stepped back, while others sat down on the ground, shouting the names of their family members and crying loudly, and then were carried back.

The people kept coming, and the thieves behind were also being pushed out in a steady stream.

Seeing the fate of their companions in front, they collapsed: "I have surrendered... I don't want to die... I don't want to die... ahhhhh!"

The detectives ignored him and took the criminals, who were crying and howling like ghosts and gallbladders, one by one, into the prison car with pleasure.

This group of rats has been hiding below for too long, and now they finally come to the sun...

The people who were murdered by them should be trampled into flesh one by one, so that they can vent their anger!

Ever since.

Enter the prison car - be beaten to death by the angry people - get into the corpse truck - send away - the next batch!

The shirtless man was in the crowd, and he also hit a few waves, but compared to the angry and frenzied emotions of the others, he silently counted the number of prison cars, his face became more and more shocked, and finally turned into an expression of emotion: "How many people have been arrested?"

Human? Junior brother, you won’t really sweep away all the Worry-free Cave, will you?”

Because the damage rate of the prison van was too high, at first it was escorted with ten people in one, but later it became fifteen people. No more would be enough, and it would be easy for the criminals caught in the middle to pretend to be dead and escape.

Even so, according to the calculations of the shirtless man, more than thirty prison vans had been transported out, and nearly five hundred thieves were beaten to death by groups of civilians.

The key is that after so many people died, the thieves are still moving out.

And there were so many thieves that they continued to fill up the prison vans.

Gradually, even the common people stopped.

Looking at the row of prison cars, he looked confused.

Even those who regard Gongsun Zhao as the living Yama who comes to the world and brings justice to the world do not dare to expect to get rid of all the thieves. After all, there are too many thieves in Wuyou Cave. With a century-old disease, more and more murderers are coming.

Trapped within it.

It was only then, looking at the thieves one after another, that an idea that I had never dared to think about before came to my mind.

In this atmosphere, figures with outstanding temperament finally walked out of the Wuyou Cave.

Including the shirtless man, the first thing everyone looked at was the man with a stern face.

"Junior brother, you, this cold-faced judge, are really going to become the grandson of Yama!"

After this thought, the shirtless man immediately turned to the other people present, looking for the answer to why he had gained such a huge harvest in this hasty battle.

"Lin Chong from Sui'an Medical Center has excellent medical skills and superb martial arts. He once helped his junior brother catch the thieves, and also helped the major martial arts schools in the capital to avoid being affected. Is this person here too?"

"Zhou Tong of the Yuquan Gym, this head coach is really good and strong, no wonder he is here... No, it seems that Zhou Tong is the only one in the Yuquan Gym!"

"Lin Yuanjing, the commander-in-chief of the Forbidden Army, is a low-key person. Lin Chong's father..."

"Zhang Bofen, the instructor of the Forbidden Army, a good friend of Lin Yuanjing..."

"Lu Junyi of Daming Mansion was rescued by Lin Chong before..."

"This man is good at martial arts, but has no reputation..."

"Huh?"

Except for Suo Chao, who didn't know him, after sorting out the relationship network of the others, the shirtless man's eyes immediately turned from Gongsun Zhao to the gentle and indifferent man, and he looked at him carefully.

But the next moment, the surroundings erupted in cheers again, because this group of people mounted their tall horses and began to parade through the streets with the prisoners.

"Judge Gongsun!!" "Gongsun Yama!!"...

"Miracle Doctor Lin!!" "Miracle Doctor Lin!!"...

"Coach Zhou!!"...

The shirtless man followed, and his brows could not help but rise as he listened to the names being chanted from the bottom of his heart as he was surrounded by the people.

Considering the current conflict between Gongsun Zhao and the scholar-bureaucrats, will this incident be recorded in the history books?

he does not know.

After all, the pen is in the hands of those literati, and anything can be done.

But he suddenly felt that there should be a truly fair person who would write it down.

Not only is the Kaifeng government judge Gongsun Zhao going to leave his name in history, this scene should also be recorded in the annals of history, leaving a brief but colorful stroke in the history books that cherish words like gold!

------Digression-----

Thanks to the book friend "Repeat Many Times" and "ZERO12" for the reward.


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