Chapter 123: Running Horses
Xia Qingyu approached Wan Ajiu step by step with a sword in hand, his eyes full of murderous intent.
"As expected, it's a stinky rat that can't stand the light of day. It uses some shady tricks. Stinky rats should stay in the stinky ditch and shouldn't come out!"
"How many people have you harmed with this shameful trick? It's a pity that you met me today. All your hidden weapons and poisons are useless to me. Are you frightened? Are you afraid of death..."
Xia Qingyu clenched her fist and smashed it down on Wan Ajiu's face, not giving him any time to breathe. She grabbed his collar with her hand, rammed her knee into his stomach, and then used her elbow to smash into his back...
With the dull sound of impact, blood flowed out of Jiang Shijiu's mouth, and he could almost hear the crackling sound of his bones breaking.
"Ah......" The suppressed cry of pain was silenced by Xia Qingyu's kick on the chest, and the blood in his mouth muffled the groan.
Xia Qingyu looked at his miserable appearance, stepped on his chest, and spoke slowly with a condescending look on her face.
"Jiang Nineteen, how dare you think about my little sister? Who do you think you are?"
Then Wan Ajiu was kicked several meters away by Xia Qingyu. This time, Wan Ajiu truly felt the arrival of death.
He believed that Xia Qingyu really wanted to beat him to death. No, he didn't want to die yet, he had to run, get up and run desperately.
Xia Qingyu kicked Wan Ajiu on the back again: "Wan Ajiu, do you know your mistake?"
Wan Ajiu's mouth was full of blood. He wanted to say something, but the pain all over his body prevented him from uttering any words.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Xia Qingyu kicked him again.
"Wan Ajiu, you stinky rat, how dare you covet the girl from my Xia family? I've wanted to beat you up like this for a long time."
Wan Ajiu spat out another mouthful of blood. His eyes were now white and he was drowsy.
Wan Ajiu had never been so miserable in his 19 years as a man.
At this time, he already knew that he would not survive today. He was really unwilling to accept it. What did he do wrong? He just fell in love with a girl and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. What was wrong with him?
Xia Qingyu looked at the man lying on the ground like a dog, and finally felt relieved. His little sister deserves the best, and not just any dog or cat can think of her.
"Wan Ajiu, I will teach you a lesson today. Be a good person in your next life. Not everyone can be your friend!"
He walked up to Wan Ajiu again and kicked him again and again. Xia Qingyu would not stop until Wan Ajiu was kicked to death.
What Xia Xing'er saw when she came out was Xia Qingyu kicking Wan Ajiu, who was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
"Brother San, just kill him. Let's go rescue Zhang San and the others. It's almost dawn, and we should hurry on our way again."
Xia Qingyu stopped after hearing what her younger sister said. She squatted down and directly slashed Wan Ajiu's neck with a dagger, and then stabbed him in the heart.
"Wan Ajiu, go down to the ground and make amends for the people you killed! Your filthy heart is not worthy of my little sister."
Xia Xing'er looked at her third brother and didn't expect that he had a hobby of torture and killing. Why didn't she notice it before?
"Third brother is gone!"
In a hidden cave in the mountain village.
Zhang San and his fellow officers were lying on the ground.
Wang Xiaoer complained, "We've been escorting officers for so long, and we never thought we'd be killed by a bunch of bandits."
His voice was low and soft, and it sounded a little strange.
Zhang San also said in a hoarse voice: "These bandits have locked us up here, without anyone watching us, drugged us, and refused to send us food. It seems they want to starve us to death."
Jiang Dawei spoke weakly, "I don't think that's necessarily the case. They might just want to starve us for a few days. When we can't stand the hunger any more, they'll come out to negotiate with us. When it comes to life and death, who would care about their status as officials? We'll just have to accept whatever they say."
Zhang San lay down again: "Let's all lie down and continue to sleep. No matter what the reason is, we can only wait and see. When someone comes, we will see if there is any solution!"
Suddenly, footsteps were heard.
Zhang San hurriedly stood up but collapsed again due to exhaustion. He still managed to crawl to the prison door and looked outside.
They were very surprised to see that the people coming were Xia Qingyu and Xia Xing'er, a brother and sister.
"Miss Xia!"
"Third Master Xia!"
When Xia Xing'er saw Zhang San and the other officers leaning against the wall, looking powerless, she knew that they must have been given a muscle softening powder.
"Let me open the door for you first."
She took the hairpin from her hair and fiddled with the lock a few times, and the cell door opened.
Xia Xing'er took out a bottle and handed it to Xia Qingyu.
"This is from the village. It should be the antidote for the soft muscle powder. Give one to each of them."
Xia Qingyu picked up the bottle, walked up to Zhang San and the others, and fed one pill to each of them.
Zhang San and the other officers soon felt stronger.
"Miss Xia, Third Master Xia, why are you here? Didn't the bandits hold you captive?"
Xia Xing'er said, "We were originally imprisoned, but we pretended to surrender and were released. Somehow, the stronghold caught fire in the middle of the night, and we came to rescue you."
Zhang San knew the Xia family's abilities and knew that the fire in the village was definitely caused by the two of them.
But the other person didn't want to tell the truth, and he wasn't the type to ask questions.
When the officials came out of the prison, they saw the Xia family already waiting there with their horse-drawn carriage and donkey-drawn cart.
Those who woke up later saw the entire village on fire and risked running to the rooms that were not burned to look for useful items.
Some of those who were lucky enough found pots and pans in Wan Ajiu's yard.
Xia Xing'er collected two-thirds of the horses in the stable into the space, leaving one-third.
Even if it was only one-third, there would still be fifty or sixty horses. Because the stronghold was on fire, fifty or sixty horses running around in the stronghold was quite a spectacular sight.
Zhang San and his friends came out and saw this chaotic scene.
Horses were running around, and the exiles were snatching things. Some were holding flour, some were holding radishes, and some were holding chickens.
The vegetables looked like they were freshly picked from the garden, still covered in soil.
There was actually a live chicken. Xia Xing'er felt that she had been careless.
Seeing the huge fire in the stronghold and the absence of any bandits, Zhang San knew that these bandits must have been dealt with by the Xia family.
With his ability, it would be easy for him to kill these officials. It seems that if he wants to keep his life, he has to follow the Xia family closely.
Just as Xia Xing'er was about to ask her family to control the mad horses, she saw that the officials had already gone.
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