radicalducati Chapter 237
Chapter 237
Twenty years of Voling, twenty-seven of May.
In front of Xiangxiu County, a total of 19 men, women and children, dressed in coarse linen shirts and stepping on straw shoes, knelt on the ground.
The first two are an old man and an old woman, about the age of Mo Huajia, old tears and crying sadly.
Behind the old couple, there were young women holding babies and sobbing and sobbing loudly.
Some men gritted their teeth and glared angrily at the wide open doorway.
“All the people come and see, the new county master, our parents in Xiangxiu County have killed people!”
A man in a short shirt tore open his voice and shouted, which quickly attracted a large number of passers-by to watch.
Seeing the crowd of two or three hundred, the water around the county’s Yakuo Street could not be drained.
The short-shirted man immediately burst into tears: “Pity my nephew, at noon, I don’t know where to offend the new county master.”
“It was actually beheaded by our parents and officials in broad daylight and under the Lang Lang Qiankun, a sword alive!”
“Not only that, the county master also dug out my nephew’s heart, liver, spleen, and lungs!”
Wiping his tears, the short-shirted man pointed to the old man and old woman kneeling in the front, and said, “This is my nephew’s own father.”
“My nephew is an old man.”
“Pity my brother and sister-in-law for their hard work, and their son who has been raised for twenty-three years died tragically.”
“White-haired people send black-haired people! The sky has no eyes! The
more he spoke, the more excited he became, and he couldn’t help but punch his chest.
“Xiao Qi, my poor nephew, my uncle is useless, it’s really useless, I can’t avenge this blood sea revenge for you!”
“Why?! Why do the people pay for their lives when they kill, but the murderers of officials can be safe and sound?!
“I hate! I hate it! The
short-robed man burst into tears and walked to the old couple.
There was a stretcher in front of the old man and woman, and the outline of the human body was faintly highlighted under the white cloth.
With a bang, the short-shirted man directly lifted the white cloth.
Moment.
The cries grew more and more miserable.
The exclamations rose and fell one after another.
But he saw the corpse of the young man on the stretcher, and the body was separated.
The broken neck was as smooth as if it had been precisely cut by a guillotine, and the flesh was scarlet and bone-white.
The head is not blind!
The corpse was bloody, and a dark fist hole in the upper abdomen was clearly visible, which was shocking!
“Originally, I still had a trace of expectations for the new county master, hoping to be a less greedy and tyrannical evil official, alas~”
Among the onlookers, some sighed.
“The former county prince Lord Xu, no matter how he went on a rampage, he has never killed someone in broad daylight with such cruel and bloody means.”
“When will our hard days be big?!”
“It’s too tragic, old to get a son, a handful of and a handful of urine to pull big, just like that, who will give the two old people the end.”
“Damn beasts, beasts! The evil official who cares for human life, I curse you to cut off your descendants! In
the crowd, the Qingyi boy holding the wine altar in the Ximen family looked at the nineteen acting schools who were tearing their hearts and lungs and crying the sky, as well as the stupid people who were successfully arched and angrily cursed and scolded the new county prince.
A smile of successful conspiracy could not help but appear on his face.
‘County Grandpa, County Grandpa, you shouldn’t be, you really shouldn’t go against our Ximen family. ‘
‘My old man gives you a face, and you have to follow.”
”You’ll definitely regret not drinking that bowl of blood wine.” ‘
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When Han Xiangguo came to the gate of the county office wearing that embroidered seven-rank official mansion.
What came into view were the people who were agitated, and there were also a group of predators who were so frightened that they could not control the situation at all.
Looking at the people who almost bleed their eyes, the pointing fingers, eager to poke thousands of blood holes out of their bodies.
For the first time, Han Xiangku truly felt the power of the lower class.
This power is manic, furious, unstoppable, destructive.
At the same time, this power is chaotic, ignorant, and ignorant.
This power can crush the evil and the good into powder, but it can also chew up the good and gentle good people alive.
The masterminds behind this power deserve death.
But what about the power itself?
When Han Xiangbone took the official hat handed by Hu Chong, he put it on his head.
The people thought that the youth were provoking them.
So, the angry people took out eggs and rotten vegetable leaves from the vegetable basket.
When Han Xianggu held the hilt of the long sword hanging from his waist with his right hand.
The people immediately calmed down.
“Oh!”
The long sword is unsheathed.
Han Xiangbone’s face was expressionless, and he ordered in a cold voice: “Xiangxiu County County’s predators quickly listen to the order, fence this long street for me, and a fly will not want to fly out!” ”
A dry catch is quick and fast.
Han Xiangbone, who stood on the high steps, then looked down at the nineteen family members holding the bowl and Tsing Yi.
The young man’s cold gaze swept over the unfamiliar faces.
Finally stopped at the short-shirted man.
When stared at by the young beast-like eyes, a dense layer of goosebumps immediately appeared on the exposed skin of the short-shirted man.
The originally soft fluff and sweat hair also stood like silver needles.
A sense of death crisis, crazy stimulation of the adrenaline rush of the short-shirted man.
The man shouted directly: “The county master is going to kill again!”
This voice also stimulated the onlookers.
Once again, the people were indignant.
“Everyone come and see, the county master is going to kill people and kill people!”
Han Xiang’s bone sword frowned.
Behind him, Hu Chong and other Xu officials and errands were shocked to see it.
Dead!
There is hardly any hope of a turnover!
As a human spirit, Hu Chong naturally knew that these nineteen family members holding bowls and Qingyi were acting schools found by the Ximen clan.
But the people don’t know.
Even if Han Xiangbone’s body was full of mouths, he couldn’t explain it clearly to this group of people who had long lost their minds.
What are the people?
Hundreds of people are stupid, ignorant, and blindly obedient.
They never thirsted for truth, truth.
They turn a blind eye to unpalatable evidence.
The superior carved flowers from the skulls of good people and watered them with blood.
They will marvel at the beauty of this flower of blood.
They will praise the skill of those in power.
but actively ignored the strong, pungent smell of blood.
Looking at the people who were like a stirring wave, wanting to devour Han Xiang’s bones.
Hu Chong was so frightened that his scalp was numb.
The hand of the Simons clan is really beautiful.
Hu Chong, who has been in the officialdom for more than ten years, subconsciously imagined himself as Han Xiangbone.
Desperate to find that in the face of this deadlock, the best way to deal with it is to bow your head.
Bow to nineteen acting schools.
Bow to this ignorant and blind people.
More bow to the Simons clan, who is behind all this.
“Evil officer! Dog officer!
“Beast! Brute! A
filthy word, like a sharp arrow, whistling to shoot Han Xiang’s bone into a hedgehog.
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