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Chapter 394 Draw the sword in anger!

It has been more than four years since Qin Yun left here since his grandfather Qin Yang passed away. It can be said that he himself has undergone earth-shaking changes and is no longer the ignorant young man with low strength.

Four years have passed, and it seems that this border town has undergone many changes. Although there are many people walking on the dusty and garbage-filled streets, and the markets along the river are still noisy and lively, there are fewer merchant ships plying the river.

Quite a few, there is a faint atmosphere of decadence and decline, and there are obviously many more beggars.

Because the street was narrow and difficult to navigate, Qin Yun had to lead the horse through the long street. Many beggars with no clothes on their bodies followed him and stretched out their skinny and dirty hands to pray for mercy. Old and young looked at him very pitifully.

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"Master, please do me a favor and give me some money to buy food. My children are almost starving to death!"

Seeing Qin Yun's extraordinary bearing, they guessed that Qin Yun was a wealthy disciple of a certain family, so they followed him closely.

Qin Yun could tell from their accents that these beggars were nearby villagers. According to common sense, at this time of year, they should all be plowing and working in the fields. Given the simplicity and honesty of the local villagers, it was not

When the situation is extremely bad, one will never beg on the streets shamelessly.

With full of doubts and pity, Qin Yun stopped, took out the silver coins from his luggage and scattered them one by one. This small amount of money is nothing to him now, but it can make the other party live in a few months.

You don’t have to worry about food and clothing during the time.

I just didn't expect that his charity act would attract more people. After hearing the news, many beggars and homeless people came over one after another. Some of them were obviously ruffians and other characters mixed in with the crowd, with evil intentions.

He looked at Qin Yun with naked greed in his eyes.

These local ruffians are used to wreaking havoc in small places, and they have no idea that Yao Gaogang is thick. In the past, there were patrols in the town who controlled them and did not dare to act recklessly, but now they have become unscrupulous.

One black hand fiercely grabbed Qin Yun's luggage, another black hand grabbed the horse rope, and two or three others pulled out daggers and sneered, surrounding Qin Yun, in a clear-cut stance.

One of the gangsters was playing with the horn knife in his hand, with a fierce look in his triangle eyes, and he said viciously: "Boy, be smart and get out of here, don't force me to do anything!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the panicked beggars fled in all directions, fearing that they would be killed by the fish in the pond.

An old beggar probably couldn't bear to see the kind-hearted Qin Yun suffer, so he boldly reminded him: "Sir, please leave quickly, I don't want the things anymore, a good man won't suffer the immediate consequences!"

He has been begging on this street for a long time, and has seen many newcomers from outside the country suffer great losses at the hands of these ruffians, and some even have their bodies lying across the street. It can be said that they are helpless to the extreme.

Let’s go? Qin Yun sneered, a cold light flashing in his tiger eyes.

The sharp sword edge flashed out of the air silently, and the sudden flash of sword light stung the eyes of the robbers, causing them to stop their movements involuntarily.

The next moment, bright red blood spattered on the dirty dust, and heart-rending screams suddenly sounded on the long street. The one after another painful wailing suddenly turned the place into a hell.

"oah!~"

There were five bloody palms on the ground, three of which were holding daggers, sharp knives and other weapons.

The gangster who threatened Qin Yun looked at his wrist in disbelief. The neatly cut wound was spurting out blood. His face showed a look of horror. He rolled his eyes and fainted!

In addition, the local ruffians were also frightened. They had never seen such superb swordsmanship and such cruel and ruthless methods. Several of them ran away desperately holding their wrists and crawling on the ground.

There were several other gangsters who were mixed in the group and did not take action against Qin Yun. They were all dumbfounded. They did not dare to fight Qin Yun who was holding the Wrath Sword. While following their companions to evacuate, they shouted loudly: "You dare to hurt me, boy?"

Come on, don’t run away if you have the guts, we’ll wait and see!”

Qin Yun spat disdainfully, put away the Nu Cang Sword calmly, led his horse and stepped over the guy who was unconscious on the ground, and continued to walk forward.

Everyone nearby fled, and no one dared to approach Qin Yun. However, the old man who reminded Qin Yun took a few steps and turned back again, saying to Qin Yun: "Sir, you'd better leave quickly! Although you know swordsmanship, Tiger

You can’t hold back a pack of wolves. There are still many of them, and they are connected with the government patrols. You can’t fight against the government? That is the death penalty for rebellion!”

He is also very courageous. In the eyes of others, Qin Yun is simply a evil star descending to earth.

If a sword cuts off five living palms, is that still true?

Qin Yun stopped and asked Wen Yan: "Old man, this is also my hometown. I have only been away for four years. How did it become like this?"

"Are you from this town too?" The old man was very surprised: "Your accent is really right!"

Qin Yun shook his head and said, "I'm not from the town. I was originally from Shangye Village."

"I know Shanghunting Village. I've been there before. I'm from Linhe Village!" The old man slapped his thigh and said, "Did you know? A few days ago, more than a dozen hunters in your village were arrested by the government.

It was said that they refused to pay taxes and gathered a crowd to cause trouble. They were escorted to the county government office and told that they were going to be beheaded in public display!"

"What?!" Qin Yun was suddenly shocked.

The old man sighed: "You have been away for four years and you don't know. The county had a new boss the year before last. That boss was very ruthless. He changed both the mayor and the arrester in the town, and sent more than a dozen tax collectors to collect taxes.

, the stones had to be boiled to produce oil. My family just couldn’t pay the taxes and their land was taken away from them.”

He squeezed out a few cloudy tears from his old eyes: "I have pity on my child, because he couldn't argue with them because he was angry, so he was beaten to death by them. I reported it to the county government and was beaten!"

It’s simply helpless!

Hearing this, the anger in Qin Yun's heart suddenly surged, and he got on his horse without hesitation.

When he was in Yanjing, he knew from Mu Tieyi that the situation in his hometown was very bad, but he never expected that the situation would be so bad!

The old man was taken aback and asked quickly: "Sir, where are you going?"

"I'm going to the county government," Qin Yun said, "I don't believe that a small eighth-grade county magistrate can single-handedly save the day!"

He squeezed the horse's belly with both legs, and the horse immediately let out a long neigh, spread its hooves and galloped forward, leaving a word at the same time.

"Old man, just wait, I will give you a gift of peace!"

The old man stared blankly at Qin Yun's rapidly disappearing figure and murmured: "Is this true?"

Dajing Town is less than ten miles away from the Changping County seat to which it belongs. Perhaps because of the close distance, in less than a year, this once prosperous town was ruined by the new county officials.

When Qin Yun rode his horse out of Dajing Town towards Changping County, a group of men armed with swords, guns and clubs poured out of the street behind them, more than a dozen of them were dressed as police officers in Tsing Yi.

The black horse that Qin Yun was riding was a first-class horse that ran for thousands of miles. He let go of his legs and galloped at a speed that was as fast as lightning. When they chased him out, they could only eat dust and watch Qin from a distance.

The shadow of the cloud disappears.

The leading catcher in black stamped his feet angrily and cursed: "I damn, let this kid run away!"

The policeman next to him said: "Lin Tou, I think he is going to the county town. Isn't he just throwing himself into a trap? Why don't we catch up and report to the county magistrate to convict him of infiltrating and rebelling? We are afraid that he will get involved.

Wings fly away?”

The black-clothed catcher nodded and said, "You're right, we'll go to the county town to stop him, and we won't let him run away this time!"

A group of people agreed with a bang, and under the leadership of the black-clad leader, they chased aggressively towards the county seat.

As the saying goes, the ignorant are fearless. They had no idea what kind of person they were chasing, and Qin Yun had no idea that there was a group of people behind him.

For Wu Zhuima, the ten miles away was nothing more than a leisurely stroll. In just half a stick of incense, Qin Yun had already seen Changping County not far away.

When he was in Shangye Village, he had followed the hunters in the village to Changping County. Changping County was not very big, not much more prosperous than Dajing Town, and was not ranked high in Qinghe County.

The defense of the county town was also extremely lax. When Qin Yun rode his horse and rushed in through the open city gate, the two soldiers guarding the door woke up from their drowsiness. They opened their sleepy eyes and didn't know what was going on.

Qin Yun still remembered that the county government was located in the south of the county seat, and Changping County was not very big. He only walked half a circle around the city and soon saw the county government compound with red walls and blue tiles.

He dismounted, tied the reins to the hitching post, and walked straight to the county government gate.

The defense of the county government office was pretty good. Two government officials in gray were guarding the door. When they saw Qin Yun striding over, they immediately blocked his way and asked, "Who are you? This is the Changping County government office. We can't cause chaos."

A place to break into!”

They were somewhat discerning and saw that Qin Yun was not easy to mess with, so they did not scold him. If he had been an ordinary civilian, he would probably have been slapped with water and fire sticks.

Qin Yun said calmly: "I want to see your county magistrate, don't block the way!"

The two government officials looked at each other, and one of them asked rudely: "Who are you? Our master is not someone you can meet whenever you want. If you want to cause trouble, don't blame me."

As he spoke, he raised the thick black shiny water fire stick in his hand.

Qin Yun snorted coldly, and without looking, he suddenly slapped his palm directly on the long stick.

Click!

The water and fire stick made of iron and wood suddenly broke into two pieces. As if struck by lightning, the officer flew backwards and hit the door heavily with a loud bang.

Another yamen officer's expression changed drastically and he took a few steps back involuntarily.

Qin Yun ignored him at all and walked straight into the county government office. A heartbreaking howl came from behind him.

"Come on, there are people who want to kill the officials and rebel!"


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