There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the guards felt a headache for Captain Yang.
He whispered to Mu Yunhan and others: "It's almost okay. I still have to ask questions. If I can't speak, the higher ups will blame me."
A woman's laughter could be heard inside, but no one took his words seriously.
Then there was another loud "bang" sound.
Capt. Yang had lost his voice. The guard was afraid of killing him, so he hurried in: "Hey..."
Miss Mei happened to be swinging the shovel, squatting on horseback, rounding the shovel and hitting it, hitting Mr. Yang right on the bridge of his nose.
Yang Captou rolled his eyes, blood flowed out, and he fainted from the pain.
"Hey, I said..." When the guard touched him, the bridge of his nose was broken, so he became furious and said, "How can I kill him?"
Mu Yunhan said without sincerity: "Sorry, sorry, I couldn't control my strength for a while."
Xiaomi stuffed some broken silver into it skillfully and said meaningfully: "Brother, please take good care of him and don't let him die."
It's easier to suffer when you're alive.
When the guard saw that the person was not dead, he stopped being angry: "That's what it should be."
"Let's go." Mu Yunhan walked out at the head and said to Mr. Zhou's confidant who was waiting outside: "A total of ten slaps, rounded up to a round number, one thousand taels of silver. I will have someone deliver it tomorrow."
After the money for suppressing the bandits was secured, Mr. Zhou's confidant hurriedly said: "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work."
Miss Mei put on her hood and walked out quietly.
Xiaomi pulled Mu Yunhan and saw Mr. Zhou standing in the shadow, quietly looking at Miss Mei's back.
Seeing Mu Yunhan look at him, he nodded lightly, turned around and walked away.
Young Master Mei followed closely and told Mu Yunhan what he had learned about the case.
When the chaos broke out, Young Master Zhou suddenly discovered that Young Master Zhou had been snatched away.
He hurriedly chased after him, but was knocked unconscious. When he woke up, he had been stripped naked, tied up and stuffed under the bed of a kiln girl.
He was not freed until he was found by the people from Huanhualou.
He didn't see clearly what the people who captured Young Master Zhou looked like. He only remembered that they were three men and one woman, and they were very skilled.
Mu Yunhan had a very bad premonition. Several hours had passed from the time Young Master Zhou disappeared to the time when the bandits appeared and Zhou Shoubei ordered the city gates to be closed and the entire city to be under martial law.
Young Master Zhou might have been taken out of the city.
It is precisely because the Zhou family knew this that Mr. Zhou blamed himself so much and Mrs. Zhou cried so hard that she could not stop crying.
Young Master Mei said: "I guess he has been targeted for a long time. Maybe he has a grudge against Zhou Shoubei."
Zhou Shoubei had killed many people when he was young, and there were many enemies.
Including the group of bandits, they are inextricably related to him - they were the fish that slipped through the net when he was suppressing bandits and their descendants.
Mu Yunhan asked Young Master Mei: "Is there any clue about Dong Henian?"
Dong Henian resolutely refused to admit that he had attacked Young Master Zhou, even after being beaten severely.
According to him, Mu and Gu were neither human traffickers nor fools. How could they attack a child?
But Zhou Shoubei and others didn't believe it. It was impossible to let him out in a short time.
At present, Zhou Shoubei has sent a letter to the surrounding counties and counties to ask for help. Huanhualou and the Beggar Gang are also trying their best to search, and they can only wait patiently.
This night is destined to be a sleepless night.
In the west of the city, in a private house.
In the dark cellar, Jiang Muchun sat on a chair, looking at the wooden basin in front of him with a gloomy expression.
In the wooden basin, seedlings of Mandarin duck fruit and White Phoenix grass are soaked in water, but they are no longer as fresh and strong as when they were first dug out. (To be continued)