He beats old men in their sixties and kills little girls as young as seven or eight.
Song Laosan's ability to reach this position shows he's no saint.
The Qiao family members all looked terrified, and the villagers were also greatly startled.
Zhao Lizheng quickly pleaded, "Captain Song, she's still young and doesn't understand. She said something extra, so please forgive her. I won't let her say it again."
"If they're this rebellious at such a young age, what will they be like when they grow up? It's better to kill them to prevent future troubles."
As he spoke, he moved and thrust his sword at Qiao Lian'er without hesitation.
The Qiao family members stared wide-eyed, feeling as if the world had frozen in time. They rushed forward with all their might.
However, their speed was completely unstoppable.
"Song Laosan, don't commit this sin! This is your daughter, Lian'er!" Qiao Yunni cried out in anguish, her face deathly pale.
"I'll kill my daughter too," Song Laosan said quickly, his killing intent rising.
His swift sword slashed diagonally, about to sever half of Qiao Lian'er's neck.
Qiao Lian'er closed her eyes, without the slightest fear or hesitation.
A thought flashed through her mind.
Was she wrong?
She did nothing wrong by speaking out for the vulnerable and standing on the side of justice.
If I remain indifferent today to protect myself, who will speak up for me when disaster strikes me in the future?
If there is no light to illuminate those trapped in the mud, then I am willing to light a lamp for everyone, and I am willing to burn myself.
If she really dies, I hope her bloodshed and sacrifice will bring some restraint to this rampant extortion.
The villagers all shed tears. The Qiao family had built a big courtyard and were about to move in. They had sold almost all their grain and couldn't take anything with them.
Qiao Lian'er has a knack for making money; even if the silver is confiscated, there will be a steady stream of wealth to come.
But she stepped forward; she was sacrificing herself so that everyone could have enough to eat.
The villagers all knelt down and kept begging for mercy.
But they could only watch helplessly as that scene unfolded, unable to do anything. The soldiers drew their swords and blocked them, blocking the crazed Qiao family.
The Qiao family and the soldiers started fighting, and chaos ensued.
Their eyes were all red; men, women, the elderly, and children all pitched in.
The men who knew martial arts charged ahead, and those with swords and knives couldn't even defeat them.
But what's the use?
As the supervisor looked at the girl who was about to die, he felt that she looked more and more familiar. He suddenly remembered that the day he ate strawberries. The taste of the fruit was sweet, as clear as a stream, and with the fragrance of falling petals.
At that time, the girl spoke of the hardships faced by ordinary people and their joy at the harvest.
His pupils dilated slightly, and he wanted to speak, but he knew it was too late.
The swift sword whistled past her ear, carrying a sharp killing intent that swept over her. A few strands of her hair were lifted, and Qiao Lian'er suddenly opened her eyes, slightly lowered her chin, and looked at the sky.
The sky was very blue, and the sun was shining brightly.
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