Chapter 570 Young Marshal Huo's Little Mute 61
Qin Yuanqing waved his hand, "If we don't strike now, when will we?"
Bai Yuling took out her whistle and blew a tune.
Disguised among the enemy, the elite soldiers proceeded according to plan, their disguises torn away in an instant.
Apart from a few groups of people from a few organizations, most of them were civilians with little combat ability. Those organizations just wanted to use human warfare to provide cover for them.
Furthermore, the White Day Society and the Red Flower Gang realized that they might have become indirect traitors, and unable to accept it, they vented all their resentment on the Hung Ching Gang.
No matter how powerful or persuasive the Hung Ching Gang was, at this moment, they didn't even have a chance to speak. Only the fists landing on their bodies reminded them that the situation was extremely bad.
Mr. Wentian's rescue was delayed.
The black bear was surrounded and punched and kicked by a group of people.
In the end, everyone was so engrossed in the fight that they couldn't tell who was who anymore, and anyone who came along would start fighting.
The chaotic scene was quickly brought under control by the men Qin Yuanqing brought.
The leader of the Daylight Society: "I'm reporting that everyone in the Hongqing Gang is a traitor!"
The leader of the Red Flower Gang: "The Hongqing Gang doesn't deserve to exist!"
The leader of the Hung Ching Gang had long been beaten so badly that he couldn't speak, and even blinking was difficult for him.
The pain that fell upon him carried the national and personal grievances of others.
Qin Yuanqing: "What are you yelling about? Let's talk inside the Inspectorate."
Bai Yuling crossed her arms and sneered, "You really overestimated us. You've wasted all the time we spent discussing this plan."
It wasn't satisfying at all.
It felt like their fight had been broken up by someone else, and that feeling was really awful.
Upon receiving the latest news, Hozer ordered the city gates to be opened.
Thousands of people entered from outside in a disheveled state, and wherever they went, they were pointed at and gossiped about by the people of the city.
"We won! We can finally breathe a sigh of relief!"
"Young Marshal Huo, Young Marshal Qin, all the soldiers have worked hard, and Ms. Bai Yuling is my hero!"
"Where are we going to put so many people?"
"Don't we have a mine underground? We can just use these people as laborers."
"That's a great idea, it will save a lot of labor costs!"
"Oh dear, the fight's over. When will we finally see Young Marshal Huo strolling hand-in-hand with his wife at the City God Temple?!"
"It's time to nurture our relationship. The young marshal has been busy with official business lately and probably hasn't had much time to spend with his new wife."
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The number of people is large.
Huo Ze and Qin Yuanqing were busy until after 2 a.m. before they finally had a chance to catch their breath.
In the evening, Song Jinhuan received a special call from Huo Ze.
From the plot points, we know that he is busy with something very important.
Song Jinhuan was so worried that she had no mood to carve the jade plaque.
As night fell, she took a small blanket and lay down on the sofa.
I can't sleep.
I don't know if the other person is in danger.
As midnight, 12:30, and 1 a.m. passed, the person still hadn't returned.
Song Jinhuan paced back and forth in the hall, unable to calm down, so she went into the kitchen.
If you don't know when the other person will be back, just make a pork rib and soybean soup and keep it simmering.
Stir-fry two more vegetable dishes and add an egg custard.
Song Jinhuan started getting busy.
When Huo Ze returned to the young marshal's mansion, he saw the girl propping her head up and staring at the door with a bored expression.
However, when the other person saw him, their face showed a visible smile and surprise.
Favorability: 92.
He walked quickly closer and found that a late-night snack had already been prepared on the table.
A warm feeling welled up inside me. "It smells so good, I'm just so hungry."
Song Jinhuan touched the edge of the plate, looking somewhat aggrieved: "It's a pity it's a bit cold."
Huo Ze blinked slightly and reassured her, "It just so happened that we got a little hot while walking, so it'll be just right to cool down."
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