Chapter 109 One Hundred Thousand Volts
A layer of flickering light faintly appeared on Min Gande's body, and then he twitched and jumped high, his face twitching, and his mouth opened wide but no sound came out.
After one, two, and three spasms, a faint white smoke floated from his body, and finally he became completely motionless.
Seeing that Min Gande was dead, Song Liyun withdrew his hand and the high-voltage electric baton disappeared in an instant.
The man's eyes widened, almost popping out, and he couldn't hold the knife in his hand anymore, and it fell to the ground with a clang.
He did not see the high-voltage electric baton in Song Liyun's hand. He only saw Min Siye walk up to the woman, and then he started jumping around inexplicably, and then died.
"Ah! Ah! The Fourth Master is dead!"
The subordinate couldn't stand it anymore, so he left Song Liyun and ran away, disappearing into the woods in a blink of an eye.
The movement was so fast that Song Liyun had no time to catch up.
On the other side, the three people who were fighting with Han Ming didn't see anything. When they heard the shouting, they turned around and saw Min Gande's dead body with his eyes open.
"Fourth Master!"
The three of them were startled, and their swordsmanship suddenly became chaotic.
Han Ming also saw Min Gande's position at this time and was immediately shocked. He never thought that Min Gande would attack Song Liyun.
Thinking of his mistake and how he was almost ambushed by his boss, he felt ashamed. He exerted force with the steel pipe in his hand again, and suddenly it was fast and urgent, and the shadow of the stick wrapped the three people tightly.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!" Three crisp sounds were heard, and a man fell to the ground screaming and twitching continuously. White and red liquid splattered out of his head, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.
“Run!”
The remaining two men were so frightened that they no longer cared about anything else and slashed at Han Ming with their knives. Just as Han Ming raised his stick to block, the two men dropped their knives, spread their legs and started running wildly.
At this moment, nothing else matters, the most important thing is to stay alive.
"Boss!" Han Ming had no time to chase after him and quickly looked at Song Liyun.
"I'm fine, what should I do?"
Song Liyun looked solemn. The person had already run away and there was no point in chasing him. She had better deal with the situation at hand quickly. There were two dead people here.
Han Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead. He knew Song Liyun wouldn't be caught easily, but he didn't expect someone to die so soon. However, it didn't matter: "Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter."
It is normal for people to die in this desolate mountain area. If he doesn't deal with it, Min Gande's men will do it.
A quarter of an hour later, Han Ming picked up the cart and set off again. This time, the two did not dare to stop and almost jogged all the way until they were ten miles away from Suijin Town.
Neither of them mentioned what had just happened.
If they were outside Baolinju, Han Ming would still suspect that Song Liyun was playing tricks.
He had just witnessed with his own eyes the strange way Min Gande died, without any injuries or traces, and without even a scream.
It was really effortless for him to kill himself and Jin Sanchong that day.
Song Liyun also understood Han Ming's kung fu. As long as he had the right weapon, he could easily fight three people at once.
During the hurried escape, Song Liyun had been thinking about a question.
Now she slowed down and asked, "Han Ming, you said that it was the bandits who colluded with the sand workers and the Dilu people to harm Suijin Town. Where are those bandits now?"
Han Ming, who was pulling the cart, had sweat dripping from his chin. When he heard Song Liyun mention the bandits, he instantly remembered the path up the mountain on the other side of the Huangsha River. He gritted his teeth and said, "Those bandits disappeared after the Dilu people retreated."
"The government didn't catch anyone?"
"No, I heard that there weren't any. Only the Zhenbei Army rescued 20 to 30 people from the grassland.
Some of the others who were taken away died along the way, and some were sold to tribes. The grasslands are too vast for the Zhenbei Army to find them.
When he said this, his voice became low. He didn't know whether the little widow was dead or alive. He hoped that she was still alive in the cattle pen of some tribe.
Song Liyun frowned slightly and murmured, "Is there a possibility that people like Min Gande are actually the bandits' accomplices? They just need to stay in Suijin Town after stealing gold and silver. When the soldiers arrive, they will become refugees and can even live openly in Qili County."
The cart in Han Ming's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and the things on the cart almost fell out.
"Boss, are you saying that those who finally came out of the forest might be bandits?"
Han Ming's hands were shaking. Although there was not much gold sand produced in Suijin Town at that time, there were still many people like him who stayed in the town to live, with a total of three to four thousand people in the entire town.
More than half of them were taken away by the Di Lu people, and in the end only five or six hundred people escaped from various hiding places.
When the government arrived, everyone was in a panic, with disheveled hair and dirty faces. No one paid attention to who was who. They just counted the names and didn't ask any more questions.
Later, these three or four hundred people found their own ways to leave Suijin Town.
Now think about it, if there are bandits and sand workers acting as accomplices among these people, they can indeed easily whitewash their identities and avoid being tracked down by the government.
People outside say that the Di Lu people looted Suijin Town and that we should hate the Di people.
In fact, Han Ming and other survivors in the town hated the bandits and the traitors even more.
Without these traitors, the Di Lu people would not dare to rashly penetrate deep into the interior of the Wu Dynasty within a hundred miles, and they could also control all the intersections without making any noise.
They were all from the Wu Dynasty, of the same clan and family, yet they committed the murder.
"I'm just guessing!" Song Liyun didn't know the inside story and was just guessing based on her feelings.
It is said that those involved in the matter are often confused, while those who are watching can see things clearly. Song Liyun did not have any personal experience. She only saw Min Gande's ferocity, so she naturally formed the impression of a bandit.
"Let's, let's go back quickly!"
Han Ming felt more and more frightened. If what Song Liyun said was true, then among the hundreds of survivors who later left Suijin Town, how many were bandits and sand workers?
Will they return to Suijin Town? Will Suijin Town repeat its mistakes and bring the garrison down with it?
Song Liyun didn't think too much about it. She was only worried that after Min Gande's death, the three people who escaped would come to Suijin Town to seek revenge?
Five miles away from Suijin Town, in the dilapidated temple of "Budai Monk", Song Liyun met Song Zhenping and Xiao An who were looking forward to it.
The dilapidated temple had been cleaned by the two men, even the half of the clay model on the altar had been wiped clean.
Seeing Song Liyun coming back, Xiao An happily ran up to her, hugged her arms, and rubbed his face against them, just like Hei Jin trying to please others.
Song Liyun touched his cold face and red nose, feeling a little distressed. She didn't know how long these two people had been waiting for her here.
Song Zhenping was also so cold that his nose was running. He didn't say much, just helped Han Ming pull the cart to the door of the dilapidated temple.
He then took out the small clay stove and the small teapot placed in the corner, which contained boiling hot soup that had been prepared earlier.
He asked them to drink some tea and rest for a while.
Although Song Liyun and Han Ming had eaten their fill before leaving the city, they had fought on the road and had to hurry, so they didn't even have the mood to drink water. Only now did they feel dry mouth and unbearable hunger and thirst.
(End of this chapter)
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