Zhou Ergou, who was driving the mule cart, rushed forward recklessly, knocking the carriage of the other mule cart into the air for a moment.
It would be nice if it was a horse-drawn carriage - this is what Zhou Ergou fantasized about. With his amazing driving skills, it would be a shame if he didn't drive a horse-drawn carriage.
Thinking of this, he tilted his head to encourage his boss.
"Shopkeeper, I heard that the royal merchants can ride in carriages, you have to work hard."
Xianjin:?
Does your blind date know that you are pushing your boss like this?
Bai Dalang's mule cart flipped over after it was suspended in mid-air. However, the alley was narrow and the carriage was blocked by the wall, so it did not turn upside down.
"Damn it! Who is so blind! Damn! Don't they know it's the Bai family's car!" Bai Daluo cursed as he groped his way out of the narrow compartment, and stood up with his big butt rubbing the ground.
But before he could stand up completely, a black sack covered his head!
“Bang, bang, bang!”
The big wooden stick hit Bai Dalang's knee quickly!
Bai Dalang groaned and fell to his knees with a plop.
A stream of clubs fell from the sky like raindrops, hitting Bai Dalang with a crackling sound.
At first, Bai Dalang was cursing at the top of his lungs, then he began to howl and beg for mercy, and in the end, there was no sound at all in the bag.
Zhen Sanlang sat next to Xianjin and asked with a cheerful smile, "Did he kill him?"
The men outside pulled the sack, felt Bai Dalang's neck and pulse, and shouted, "He's still alive!"
"Ah——" Zhen Sanlang sighed with some regret.
If they died in the chaos, that would be fine. This would be considered an "occupational risk hazard". At most, they did not do a good job of risk prevention, so it would be considered a mistake and not included in the KPI.
However, what Magistrate Xiong meant was "just give him a lesson, it would be embarrassing if someone died", and he did not say to kill him.
Since Magistrate Xiong doesn't allow them to kill him, they can't continue to do so.
In fact, in his opinion, it would be better to kill him directly. The hatred has been formed anyway, and making him half disabled will cause endless troubles.
Zhen Sanlang lifted the curtain with regret and looked at the mess outside.
Xianjin frowned, "Not going on?"
Zhen Sanlang said with reluctance, "I won't continue. Master Xiong didn't say to kill him."
Xianjin also sighed with regret.
Zhen Sanlang: Where is the pure kindness you promised?
Zhou Ergou was driving a mule cart and preparing to go home. Xianjin asked him to stop, lifted her skirt and got off the cart. With the help of the dim oil lamplight in the alley, she picked up a big wooden stick that was longer than her leg and hit it on Bai Dalang's right calf with a "clang"!
Crooked.
But the momentum is there.
Wow—the brothers at the dock looked at Xianjin with admiration.
One of the wise subordinates stretched out his hand to straighten Bai Dalang's right leg, and pointed out the place to Xianjin in a servile manner, "Boss He, hit here, this is the bone, it won't make a sound if you hit it!"
“Bang!”
Xianjin picked up the big wooden stick again and hit Bai Dalang's shinbone accurately.
Xianjin looked down and saw that the short, thick bone was tilted at a strange angle.
Well, it must be broken.
Good things come in pairs. The sensible dock brother quickly offered another good bone, "Boss He, this is the left leg, don't give him a chance to cripple it!"
Xianjin swung a big wooden stick towards the sky, and the stick hit the left leg bone with a muffled sound!
Even if both of his legs are broken, this guy will at least behave himself for three months!
Xianjin threw the big wooden stick to the ground, turned around and got on the mule cart without any hesitation.
Ever since I read that storybook, the feeling of frustration that had been suppressed for a long time finally burst out through the vent that had been opened.
No matter how calm she is, considering her past and present lives, she is still a girl in her early twenties. In her profession, which she is good at, she can remain calm no matter whether she is happy or angry, because she has a plan and knows that she cannot lose.
But this matter is different from doing business after all.
Including her previous life, she, a woman with the desire to commit a crime but no guts, who had countless heart-thumping moments but had never done anything with her own hands, was suddenly dragged into such a disgusting and despicable pornographic trap...
To be honest, she really wanted to kill the Bai family.
Just use the ruby and sapphire scimitar dagger that the beautiful big sister gave her.
Since there is no rule of law here, let's use violence.
His golden eyes flickered as he looked out the turbid window. His nose was filled with the smell of blood, and he felt a strange sense of calm.
There are some things she can't do.
For example, pulling out the old man's nails, or beating up the eldest son of the Bai family.
If she did it, it would be a great rebellion. No matter how right she was or how careful she was, once there was any clue left, she would be doomed.
She can't do these.
But Magistrate Xiong can do it.
Why?
Because in Xuancheng Prefecture, she and all the others were people who followed the rules, and only Magistrate Xiong was the one who set the rules.
Why introduce the Zhen family to her openly?
Did Magistrate Xiong think that she didn’t know Zhen Sanlang?
How is that possible!
The first piece of "Fubai" collection was bought by Zhen Sanlang.
At this critical moment, the Zhen family was formally introduced to her, which meant that she could use the power of the Zhen family to settle the matter. Borrowing the power of the Zhen family was just borrowing the power of Prefect Xiong, right? As long as no one died, Prefect Xiong would take care of it for her.
Xianjin lifted the curtain with one finger and saw Bai Dalang lying on the ground like a pile of rotten meat, blood oozing out of his white flesh and soon disappearing into the cracks in the blue bricks - if she was a rule, it would be fine...
Xianjin was a little absent-minded.
From being at a loss when she first arrived here, to slowly finding the direction of her efforts, to helping those around her to the best of her ability, and then truly realizing the weight of that piece of paper in the long and quiet time...Now, she seems to have developed even bigger delusions.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
