Upon hearing this, Xiang Yu flew into a rage.
"Gentlemen, this is the guy who tried to steal our master's money. Beat him to death!"
These constables, gripping their swords, charged towards Xiang Yu.
"A group of ants dares to try and shake a big tree."
Facing the more than 20 yamen runners who were charging aggressively towards him, Xiang Yu gripped the two sections of the carrying pole that he had broken and charged at them.
With strength that could uproot mountains and an aura that could cover the world, Xiang Yu's abilities and fighting prowess were far beyond what these lowly yamen runners could match.
A series of clanging sounds rang out.
Before half a cup of tea could be brewed, all the yamen runners collapsed to the ground in agony.
"Ah... my leg, my leg!" A constable cried out hoarsely, clutching his leg.
The constable's legs were shattered by Xiang Yu's carrying pole. He'd never be able to stand up again.
"My back!" A constable had been beaten to the ground and was paralyzed, unable to feel anything from the waist down. "My back, my legs, I can't feel anything at all."
Several other yamen runners fell to the ground, unconscious.
I don't know if they're dead or just unconscious.
Just a moment ago, the shopkeeper was acting all high and mighty, but now he's limp like a dead dog.
Those watching the spectacle outside were now thoroughly delighted.
A burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted outside the grain store: "Well done!"
"Kill them."
"These bastards are absolutely despicable."
"Good sir, don't let them go."
Xiang Yu walked over, grabbed the shopkeeper by the hair, and lifted him up from the ground: "The price from before doesn't count. The price of grain has doubled."
The shopkeeper trembled all over like a leaf: "Good man, whatever you say goes."
The shopkeeper then pointed to the constables on the ground: "Good sir, these people have nothing to do with me."
"Put me down, and I'll get you the money."
Where is the money?
The shopkeeper pointed to the back: "Behind."
"Where is the grain in your grain stores?"
"They're right behind us too." The shopkeeper dared not hide anything further.
Xiang Yu carried the shopkeeper to the back.
"Open the cash box." Xiang Yu threw the shopkeeper to the ground.
The shopkeeper was thrown so hard he almost died on the spot.
"Yes!" He quickly and shakily pulled out the key and opened the cash register.
The vault was full of gleaming silver, piled up neatly.
"A mere county magistrate can have so much silver, it's truly..." Xiang Yu patted the money box, "How much silver is here?"
"About fifty thousand taels."
"not enough."
Xiang Yu then lifted the shopkeeper up again: "Take me to see the grain depot."
"Yes, yes, yes... Good man, put me down. If you keep torturing me like this, I'll be tortured to death."
"I'll take you there."
"You bastard, you dare to bargain with me? I think you're tired of living." Xiang Yu kicked him.
With a crack, several more of the guy's ribs were broken.
The shopkeeper dared not shout, and hurriedly staggered toward the granary with the keys.
Open the grain depot.
The room was filled with burlap sacks of all sizes, which were piled up all the way to the roof.
Xiang Yu walked over, opened the sack, and saw that it was full of wheat.
"How much grain do you have here?"
“Good sir, we have a total of 150,000 catties of grain here. Our Master Gao owns three grain stores, and the grain in the stores alone exceeds 400,000 catties.”
The people outside were starving and desperately needed food.
A mere county magistrate had so much money and so much grain.
Xiang Yu: "All this grain belongs to our lord."
“Good man, that won’t do. You can have some of the money, but you can’t take the grain.”
*Slap!* The shopkeeper received another solid slap across the face.
The shopkeeper was knocked unconscious by Xiang Yu's slap: "I'm not discussing this with you, this is an order. You ignorant bastard, how dare you talk to me like that?"
…………
The backyard of the county government office.
A brilliant courtyard.
Jiang Tian held the stun gun in his hand.
[Ding, the grain store owner's anger level has increased by 1212]
[Ding, the rage value of Ding San, the clerk at the grain store, has increased by 666.]
[Ding, Wu Lei's rage level has increased by 812]
【bite,……】
More than twenty yamen runners and a dozen or so people from the grain store contributed another 50,000 anger points to Jiang Tian.
In a short time, Magistrate Gao Ming and his advisor contributed over 20,000 anger points to Jiang Tian.
Gao Ming woke up.
Jiang Tian picked up a bucket of water and poured it on him: "Gao Ming, Wu Tian, do whatever I tell you to do. Say whatever I tell you to say."
Did you hear me? Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless.
Before Jiang Tian could finish speaking, he stabbed Gao Ming with the stun gun once again.
Gao Ming was completely soaked in well water.
The stun gun struck Gao Ming, causing him excruciating pain.
Gao Ming screamed in agony.
The screams were enough to send chills down your spine.
Soon, a wisp of green smoke rose from the guy's body.
Gao Ming screamed and instantly fainted.
“Play dead…” Gao Ming walked toward Wu Tian with a stun gun.
Upon seeing this, Wu Tian, the advisor, quickly said, "Jiang Tian, just ask me anything. Don't hurt me, and I will tell you everything I know."
Jiang Tian thrust the stun gun in his hand directly at him: "Jiang Tian is not someone you can call me."
Wu Tian screamed in agony, nearly fainting: "My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!"
"Will you talk or not... will you talk or not... will you talk or not..." Jiang Tian stabbed the other person repeatedly with the stun gun in his hand.
Wu Tian screamed repeatedly: "I'll talk, I'll talk... but... what do you want me to say... you didn't ask me anything, what do you want me to say?"
"You stubborn bastard, still talking back." Jiang Tian gave Wu Tian a few more electric shocks, and the guy immediately quieted down.
"How many soldiers can your county mobilize, and where are they now?"
"Our master can only mobilize a limited number of soldiers," Wu Tian gasped for breath, still feeling the effects of the electric baton.
Next, he answered whatever Jiang Tian asked him.
"Tie up all the people from Gao Ming's family. Send someone to Gao's Grain Store and bring me a man named Xiang Yu."
“Yes…” Wu Tian dared not utter a single word of dissent.
A quarter of an hour later, Xiang Yu arrived in a carriage, which was full of gleaming silver.
"My lord, I haven't sold a single grain of the grain you ordered me to sell."
"Sell it, but I've got you 50,000 taels of silver."
Jiang Tian nodded in satisfaction.
Xiang Yu's abilities were extraordinary.
"I'll temporarily take care of the grain in the grain store for you," Jiang Tian said, bringing out a huge wooden tray on which sat a gleaming suit of armor.
"The Seven Seas Dragon Armor?" Xiang Yu was taken aback.
"Xiang Yu, put it on."
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