Chapter 233 They are not qualified to have dead warriors
"Well, he's quite a tough talker!"
Huang An's eyes narrowed slightly, and he circled around the wooden cage with his hands behind his back.
The cage is specially made to limit his movements and ensure that he cannot commit suicide.
As for biting your tongue and committing suicide?
That is just a fiction. It is definitely impossible for a person to commit suicide by biting off his tongue. Biting his tongue to commit suicide is against biological instinct.
Moreover, even if your tongue is bitten, you will not die. At most, you will be injured, your speech will be slurred, your mouth will hurt, and you will not be able to eat or drink water for a period of time.
After all, even if your tongue is cut off, you won't die.
After Huang An finished checking the wooden cage, he raised his head and looked around the entire woodshed, taking in the surrounding environment, and asked at the same time:
"What's his name? Didn't you send someone to ask?"
"Well."
Everyone looked suffocated, but Zhang Yi spoke.
"I don't know, he refused to say anything. However, judging from the accent of the curse, he should be from Feng'an City."
Seeing Huang An, who looked unhappy, he immediately explained again.
"This person sneaked in while our brothers were on shift at noon, pretending to be a food vendor, and it was less than two hours after he was caught. We didn't have time to send anyone to ask."
Zhang Yi explained very clearly that it had only been less than two hours since this guy was caught and he was still being questioned.
Huang An nodded and was about to continue asking when Zhang Shi suddenly added.
"This guy seems to be a dead soldier!"
"Oh? Death Soldier?"
Huang An's eyes lit up and he became much more excited.
"I have never seen a dead soldier in my life, I have seen a lot!"
Speaking of the dead soldiers, Huang An suddenly became interested and walked to the cage in a few steps.
"Feng'an City is a big place. These aristocratic families are stupid and don't know it. I really don't believe that they have the ability and courage to cultivate martial arts warriors!"
Huang An never stopped talking.
He did not agree with Zhang Shi's judgment.
What kind of death warrior is this guy?
Do these rotten families in Feng'an City have the ability and courage to cultivate warriors and dead warriors?
To put it bluntly, they don't deserve it.
Zhang Yi and the others looked at each other, wondering why Huang An said this.
From the eldest brother's tone, it was clear that he looked down on the big families in Feng'an City, believing that they were incapable and unqualified to train dead warriors.
Why?
Luo Feiyao on the side agreed with Huang An's words.
She was very surprised by Huang An's remarks.
She was very surprised how Huang An, a warrior who grew up at the bottom of society, had such keen insight.
To be honest, it was not that she and Huang An looked down upon the aristocratic families in Feng'an City and felt that these families were not worthy of having warriors and dead warriors.
But that's just the way it is.
Based on the rules of conduct of the aristocratic families in Feng'an City and their notorious reputation in the city, Luo Feiyao could see that there was nothing redeeming about these aristocratic families and nothing worthy of admiration.
They can only be a small aristocratic family in a remote rural area. To say they are an aristocratic family is an insult to the word aristocratic family.
A real aristocratic family, even if they do evil, is hidden, and their reputation outside is not bad.
The cultivation of future generations is also unimaginable to ordinary people.
The clever means of winning people's hearts and the stable method of amassing money are the reasons why aristocratic families are aristocratic families.
In Feng'an City, it is difficult for a family to be able to cultivate martial arts warriors. At least none of them are qualified now.
Huang An didn't explain much. He stretched out his hand, picked up the middle-aged man's hair, and raised his head to face him.
Huang An's eyes were fixed on the man's eyes. Under his gaze, the man's eyes moved. Finally he couldn't stand it anymore and avoided his eyes instead.
Interestingly, the look in his eyes when he looked at me was not filled with anger!
He avoids his own eyes. What is he afraid of?
This is simply not the reaction a dead soldier should have.
Haha, I guessed it right.
Huang An was disturbed and continued to observe.
This man's eyes were dark, and his face had an indescribable pessimism and despair.
My face twitches from time to time, probably because I was beaten just now and my whole body is still hurting now.
Judging from his face, he must be in his thirties, close to forty years old.
At this age, he is still a martial artist in the five internal organs realm, and he has just entered the first level of martial arts. It is simply incredible.
Huang An's eyes flashed, and he stretched out his other hand and pinched the fat on his cheek.
He chuckled, took back his hands, and then looked at the man's exposed skin.
The waist, back, neck, shoulders, and forearms are not as shiny as a normal warrior should have. The skin is very rough, but looks like a farmer who has been suffering from hard work.
The clothes on my body are not made of good quality, and they still smell sour.
His clothing, body posture, and skin condition are all different from those of a normal warrior.
Huang An grabbed the man's shoulders, and the energy of blood in his body moved slightly. He squeezed hard with his fingers, and the man suddenly let out a painful groan.
But Huang An quickly regained his strength.
This man's martial arts foundation is very weak. He is the first and weakest person Huang An has ever seen in his life.
He himself possesses fourteen body-building techniques. What is certain at this moment is that this guy has learned just one, and it is the deer-shaped body-building technique.
Poor and weak, a real loser.
Huang An's movements and a series of behaviors were very strange, and everyone present looked at them with puzzled faces.
Even the despairing man couldn't help but feel slightly curious at this time.
This young man is obviously the leader. He doesn't beat, scold, question, or kill. What on earth is he doing?
An ominous premonition arose in the man's heart for no apparent reason.
Suddenly, Huang An pointed at the guard beside him and spoke.
"Take off his shoes and look at the soles of his feet!"
The guard was stunned for a moment and quickly agreed.
Squatting down, he took off the man's cloth shoes in a few clicks, then lifted the soles of the man's feet to show Huang An.
It seems that I haven't washed my feet for several days, and the soles of my feet are not full of black mud and black dirt.
The soles of the feet and both sides of the feet are covered with thick calluses, which are waxy yellow in color. Especially on the heels, the calluses are cracked.
This is not a warrior from an aristocratic family at all. Warriors from aristocratic families are not so miserable.
Huang An knew what was going on, and waved his hand to the guard, indicating that he was ready.
Taking a step forward, Huang An was facing the man, and then said slowly:
"You are a local of Feng'an City. It should be very simple to find out your name, so I won't ask for your name. If you are willing, just say it. If you are not willing, there is no need to say it.
Anyway, I will send someone to find out!"
Huang An said nonsense, but the content made the man's body tremble subconsciously.
However, he still didn't speak.
Huang An noticed his unusual reaction, but he was not surprised by the rough man's silent behavior and continued to speak unhurriedly:
"A warrior, even the poorest warrior, will not do hard work easily. The age of thirty or forty is the cultivation level of the five internal organs. I see that your physical condition is different from the normal warriors I have seen.
,totally different."
While Huang An was talking, he got closer and closer to the man.
Suddenly, he stretched out his right hand, grabbed the man's hair, raised his head, and asked him to look at him.
This man had no room for resistance in Huang An's hands. He and Huang An looked at each other for less than a second before they immediately turned their heads away, not caring even if several hairs were pulled out.
Huang An chuckled.
"You have suffered a lot in order to practice martial arts, right?"
The moment he finished speaking, the man immediately turned his head and glared at Huang An.
His eyes were full of anger and bloodshot, and they were no longer as depressed as before, with no trace of oil or salt.
His reaction made Huang An feel happy, but there still wasn't much of a good expression on his face.
"You are a warrior, and you are so old, so you must have family. You should know the price to pay for burning the official documents of the court!"
"Just die, don't expect to get any news from me!"
This man finally spoke.
The accent he spoke with was indeed that of Feng'an City.
Huang An suddenly let go of his hand, bared his big white teeth and said with a smile:
"You really deserve to die. Not only do I want you to die, I will also find out about your family, your relatives and friends, everyone you care about, and send them on the road together to accompany you!"
The tone ranged from plain to serious.
The killing intent boils.
Everyone in the room, including the man, felt a bone-chilling chill coming from the soles of their feet and reaching Tianling Gai in an instant.
Who would have thought that Huang An, who had always been gentle and smiling, would spit out such terrifying words.
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's eyes immediately widened and he stared at Huang An. His eyeballs were bloodshot, as if they were about to pop out at the next moment.
Clenching his teeth, he said angrily:
"Huang An! You are an official, you can't do this! According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, it is not allowed to involve family members of warriors! I just burned the court files and did not commit rebellion!"
What he said seemed to be a big joke.
Attempting to kidnap Huang An using the Ming Law.
It made Huang An laugh.
"An official? Da Ming Lv?"
"Hahaha!"
"We are thieves to begin with, have you ever seen me abide by the laws of the Ming Dynasty? Hahaha!"
Huang An pointed at himself, Zhang Yi and others, and when he was about to point at Luo Feiyao, he noticed the chill on her face and automatically turned it away, pointing at him again.
"Besides, I'm not an official, I'm the fourth head of Xialin Village!"
"Have you ever heard of Xia Lin Village? A bandit den! Hahahaha!"
Huang An smiled extremely brightly, and everyone including Chen Yu and Zhang Yi also laughed loudly.
This man, I thought he was a smart man, did not expect to say such childish words.
Let alone today, hundreds or thousands of years ago, if an official wanted to do something, there was nothing he couldn't do.
If you say you kill a whole family, you mean you kill a whole family.
Even Luo Feiyao couldn't help laughing, Ming Law?
The law is in the mouth of the magistrate, not in the books.
The laughter of the crowd was so harsh that it made the middle-aged man Jian Tong's heart twitch.
The last hope was also shattered.
He, a little low-level warrior, is just dust and can be manipulated by others.
My whole body was shaking because of fear.
The laughter lasted for more than half a minute and then gradually stopped.
Huang An and the others naturally noticed this man's reaction.
The mentality is broken and collapsed, which is a good thing.
There's drama!
Everyone's eyes also lit up.
Huang An took a few steps back, the expression on his face gradually became dull, and he asked calmly:
"Tell me, what's your name? Who sent you here? What's the purpose?"
After Huang An finished speaking, he added lightly without waiting for the man to answer.
"Remember, you only have this one chance!"
The tone was calm, but it was precisely because of the calmness that Jian Tong in the wooden cage felt unbearable fear.
He understood that the Huang An in front of him really only gave him one chance.
"I told you, can you please let my family go? They don't know anything!"
"I, I also know a big secret about their Li family. After I finish speaking, can you rescue my family?"
He finally spoke, and directly exposed the Li family behind the scenes.