Not to mention the fine taxes transferred from various departments of the Ziwei Auction House, not to mention the guys from the Temple Law Enforcement Team who are best at killing people, the lethality of Zi Tong, Beichen, and Wei Yang alone is already astonishing, not to mention, there are
These military horses of the Meng family.
In front of these three people, these so-called masters can only be described as vulnerable. It is more accurate to say that it is a one-sided killing than a battle.
Soon, the balance of victory tilted towards Zi Tong.
"Let's go quickly!"
Seeing that Yun Ziyan was about to lose, she was on the roof, her acupoints blocked by purple pupils and unable to move, so she immediately shouted to her subordinates.
Hearing her voice, everyone flew to dodge, and the flying cavalry also tried to escape.
Beichen waved his hand to kill the two people in front of him, raised his right hand, and a golden light came out of his hand.
In mid-air, a translucent golden barrier formed instantly, with golden flames faintly flashing on it.
Those people rushed into the air and were immediately swallowed up by the barrier and turned into ashes.
Fentian was not willing to be left alone, and excitedly spit out a piece of flame, swallowing up those guys who had just charged up in mid-air.
Seeing their companions being burned to ashes in mid-air, or falling down covered in flames, those who still had time to escape were so frightened that they knelt down and surrendered.
Zi Tong's strength has yet to be revealed, and the battle has been settled.
Yun Ziyan's side was defeated miserably, while Zi Tong's side suffered almost negligible casualties.
Menglong led his men to clean up the mess, and Beichen and Weiyang each waved their hands to their men who flew behind them.
The two groups of men and horses flew away in an instant and disappeared without a trace.
Zi Tong raised her face and looked at the ridge of the roof, "Good son, bring that woman down!"
Fentian received the order and immediately grabbed Yun Ziyan and brought her down, dragging her to the steps like a sack.
The steps were covered with blood and ashes. Yun Ziyan's originally clean face and robes were instantly covered with stains, making her look extremely miserable.
Zi Tong smiled and asked the Meng family member who was keeping accounts in the hall, "Sir, have the accounts been settled?!"
"Girl, wait a minute!" The accountant in charge of accounting looked at the abacus with a pale face, his fingers were trembling. He had been keeping accounts all his life, but this was the first time he was writing such war accounts. He could only hear the abacus.
The beads crackled, and the accountant finally straightened up, "Girl, I have already calculated it, including the reconstruction cost of the pavilion, plus the loss of our Meng family, the burial expenses for the deceased... It is about 50 million gold coins.
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"Has my mental damage fee been calculated?!" Zi Tong asked.
The accountant was stunned. This was the first time he had heard of the term mental damage compensation.
"I wonder how much the girl will be charged for mental damage?!"
"The queen and I are old friends. I originally wanted to charge 100 million, so I gave the queen a 50% discount, which is 50 million gold coins! In addition to the frightening fee for everyone in the Meng family, and the carriage and horse expenses for all the experts..."
Zi Tong smiled evilly, "Write an IOU worth one billion gold coins and have the queen sign it!"
"yes!"
The accountant didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly wrote an IOU, holding it in both hands and sending it to Yun Ziyan.
Yun Ziyan just turned her head to one side and ignored it.
The acupuncture points were restrained. At this moment, except for her head, she could not move anywhere else.
Zi Tong came over with a smile, pinched one of her palms, and printed it on the IOU. Her palm, stained with blood and mud, immediately left an obvious mark on the IOU.