Ma Pingping hurriedly returned to the backyard, and Xin Na's concubine came up to her. He slapped her away: "Go away, I have no time to care about you now!"
He went to the study, called a man with a rough face, and spoke a few words very quickly, telling him to go back quickly.
The subordinates followed orders aggressively and were knocked unconscious and taken away as soon as they left the county government office.
When Ma Ping arrived in the evening, his subordinates did not come back. He was restless, so he wrote another letter and caught a pigeon to deliver it.
The pigeon flew out of the county government courtyard wall, and a stone struck it. The pigeon screamed and fell straight down.
In a blink of an eye, dusk fell, and the lantern under the eaves was swinging wildly in the night wind. Suddenly, the candlestick inside collapsed, and the flames licked the bright red paper, and burned the lantern clean in an instant.
Ma Ping shivered for no reason. Realizing that the men and pigeons who had never returned indicated danger, he resolutely turned around and returned to the house, pulling off a piece of cloth and wrapping it with gold and silver.
His wife Wang Yan asked: "Sir, what are you doing?"
Ma Ping said: "King Qi is probably here. Your eldest brother is dead and I have to run for my life. You should pack up and run away quickly."
When she suddenly heard the news of her brother's death, Wang Yan couldn't believe it and grabbed his arm: "What are you talking about? How could my eldest brother die?"
Ma Ping didn't have the patience to explain, so he shook her off hard, grabbed the baggage, and strode out.
As soon as the door of the house opened, Lin Yu, who had been avenging his grievances during the day, stood in front of the door: "Master Ma, where are you going?"
Ma Ping swallowed his saliva and forced himself to calm down: "I have an urgent matter and I have to go out. I will make my own decision on your grievance. Please get out of the way."
Lin Yu grinned: "What a coincidence, my master also has something to discuss with Mr. Ma, I'm afraid it will take some time."
Ma Ping was confused: "Your master?"
Lin Yu turned sideways.
Ma Ping looked over.
In the wide courtyard of the county government office, Mo Jingyu sat in the backlight of a lantern. The light that had been rendered several times blurred his outline, and only his cold eyes like a falcon shone brightly.
He raised his eyes expressionlessly, his aura was like frost passing through, and he carried the pressure of thousands of troops, making people breathless.
The blood on Ma Ping's face faded like a tide, and his legs became weak: "You, you... you are King Qi!"
He was not smart, but he was not stupid either. All the signs were weird, and his worst fear came true - King Qi really arrived in Huaqing County without anyone knowing.
Cold sweat broke out on Ma Ping's forehead, and he backed away calmly while holding on to the door frame.
boom--
A huge thing suddenly fell in front of him, and he instinctively lowered his eyes to look at it. Three souls and seven souls were frightened and flew away on the spot.
The men he sent were thrown to the ground like rags, and the previously formidable flesh was brutally cut open, with blood flowing all over their faces.
One arm was missing, the muscles and bones at the joint of the shoulder and arm were exposed, and blood was gushing out in large amounts. A pair of bull's eyes stared in horror, the pupils were dilated, and he was obviously no longer breathing.
Mo Jing Yuyun said calmly: "I asked him, but he refused to answer. I was not very happy, so I rewarded him happily."
Ma Ping looked at the valgus wound, his throat was dry and he couldn't say a word.
Mo Jingyu controlled the wheelchair and rolled it forward a little, and asked almost gently: "Master Ma, you are not as stupid as him, are you?"
Ma Ping collapsed on the ground.
Even though Mo Jingyu didn't do anything to him, he was terrified to the core, and there were only two words in his mind: Devil!
King Qi, who wanted to take away life and death, was an out-and-out devil.
Mo Jingyu twirled his fingers and said a little impatiently: "Master Ma, is it difficult to answer my question?"
Ma Ping's whole body was soaked in cold sweat, and the gold and silver in his baggage were scattered around his feet.
He lowered his head, leaned down, and his voice trembled: "I will say, I will say anything."