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37. Thunder Means 2

"Have mercy on you, my dear fellow. We can only obey the orders of the Sheriff, and we have no room to dictate." Several people on the ground were immediately frightened by Zi Yu's cold words and were sweating profusely.

They just follow their boss, so they know some inside information, but knowing it doesn't mean they have the ability to change it.

Ziyu looked at the people on the ground who were as stinking as dog feces, and his anger almost started a prairie fire: "What a county governor, what a parent officer."

He secretly withheld the disaster relief grain distributed by the court and gave it to his son, and then sold it to the victims at a high price, not to mention making huge profits from it. In the end, he also used human flesh to make profits. How could he be the head of a county? How could he be the head of a county?

official.

Good, good, good, really damn good official.

"Hero, that's all we know. Spare your life. We are just trying to survive. We... ugh..." Before the waiter who screamed the loudest could finish his words, a cold feeling went up his chest, and the long hair in Ziyu's hand

The sword passed directly through his chest and passed through his chest.

"In order to survive, what qualifications do you have to survive?" Ziyu flew up and kicked the beheaded waiter away, turned around and killed the fat chef with a sword.

These people were not qualified to ask her to spare their lives. Their lives were already gone when they were happily eating human flesh, drinking human blood, and killing children.

"Just kill them like this?" Han Yang asked with a raised eyebrow as he watched Ziyu kill all the people on the ground in three strokes.

Is this too cheap for them?

"We don't know where the food is hidden yet." Di Yi looked at Ziyu, with no fluctuations visible on his expressionless face, as if he was just pointing out this point.

"You don't need to know." Ziyu wiped the blood off the sword from the people she killed.

"What do you want to do?" Beiming Changfeng, who had been standing behind Ziyu with his hands folded, spoke slowly.

Ziyu sheathed the sword and turned to face Beiming Changfeng: "Young Master, please lend me one of your men to use."

Beiming Changfeng looked at Ziyu who had a serious face. He didn't ask what Ziyu was going to do. He nodded directly, as if he believed in Ziyu very much.

Seeing this, Ziyu smiled at Beiming Changfeng, waved to Hanyang Hedi, then turned around and headed towards the Tongjun Sheriff's Mansion with murderous intent.

The fact that Tong County has become what it is today is the first crime of the county governor, followed by the officials and businessmen who are attached to him, the second crime.

A person who can seal such a big thing tightly in the city without leaving any news out, on the one hand, shows that the Emperor of the Later Qin Dynasty is incompetent, on the other hand, it also shows that the officials and businessmen in Tong County colluded to turn this circle into an iron barrel, making it difficult for them to escape.

The people among them have no way to go to heaven.

Shoot the man first, shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first, capture the king. The strength of a few of them is not enough to fight with a county official, so she will teach them a lesson on what it means to scare the grass and scare the snake.

The sky is still so blue.

But this place is as cold as hell.

Tongjun County Sheriff's Mansion.

The white jade is used as the palace gold and the horse is made, and the jadeite is used as the curtain and the silver is used as the mountain.

In the desolate Tong County, the governor's mansion is as luxurious as an imperial palace. It is simply a dazzling display of flowers and dazzling golden light.

At this moment, Sheriff Li's bedroom in the backyard of the Sheriff's Mansion was tightly closed, and the sounds of Yiyi's teasing laughter and moans could be heard from inside.

The aura of prostitution during the day enveloped me layer by layer.

In the pink tent, Governor Li, who is as fat as a pig, is working hard on his thirteenth aunt, who is as beautiful as a flower. His face is rosy and fat, and he is completely different from the victims who are everywhere outside the mansion.


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