Chapter 545: Who is here? What is the complaint?
The other two men also laughed obscenely, rubbing their hands, and looking at Lan Xiyue more wantonly.
Lan Xiyue spread her hands, looking innocent: "Alas, I'm afraid you guys have misjudged me. I'm really poor and short of money."
Another sharp-nosed, monkey-faced man immediately spat viciously, "Bah! Stop pretending! Just now on the street, we saw you clearly pulling out such a thick stack of banknotes and handing them out to those servants! You don't have money? You're just asking for a penalty when you refuse a toast!"
"Oh?" Lan Xiyue nodded as if she suddenly understood, and the playful smile on her face deepened.
She calmly pulled the eye-catching stack of banknotes from her sleeve again, flipping them deftly between her fingers, making an alluring rustling sound. Her eyes were filled with naked provocation. "Here, the banknotes are. Want them?" She paused, "If you're capable, come and get them yourself."
The three big men were enraged by her attitude, and seeing the banknotes right in front of them, their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The leading man roared, "You're looking for death!" The three of them pounced on Lan Xiyue like hungry tigers, fangs and claws bared! The narrow space in the alley was instantly filled with ferocious punches and kicks.
A cold light flashed in Lan Xiyue's eyes, and the lazy attitude of a playboy just now disappeared in an instant.
Just when the leading man was about to punch her in the face, she slid to the side like a ghost and easily avoided the powerful blow.
At the same time, the folding fan in her hand made a crisp "snap" sound and hit the big man's thick wrist with precise and ruthless force!
"Ah!" The big man in the lead felt his entire arm numb and painful as if he had been electrocuted. He lost his strength in an instant and staggered backward with a scream.
Seeing his companion suffer a loss, the man with a pointed chin and monkey face roared and kicked Lan Xiyue in the waist from the side.
Lan Xiyue did not retreat but advanced, bending her waist backward at an incredibly flexible angle, narrowly avoiding the fierce kick.
At the moment of bending her waist, her left leg was lifted up like a scorpion's tail, and her heel kicked heavily on the opponent's chin with a sound of breaking through the air!
"Crack!" The teeth-grinding sound of bone cracking can be clearly heard.
The man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks didn't even make a sound as he was kicked off the ground with such great force that he drew an arc in the air and then fell on the cold bluestone slabs like a puddle of mud. Blood spurted out of his mouth and nose and he fainted instantly.
The third bearded man finally showed horror in his eyes when he saw his two companions were injured and disabled in the blink of an eye, but greed overwhelmed his fear.
He roared wildly, pulled out a dagger from his waist that flashed with cold light, and stabbed it towards Lan Xiyue's heart without hesitation! The move was vicious, and it was obvious that he wanted to kill her.
Lan Xiyue snorted coldly, and faced the deadly weapon that was coming straight at her without dodging or evading.
Just when the dagger was only an inch away from her chest, her right hand shot out as fast as lightning, and her two slender jade-like fingers accurately clamped the blade of the dagger!
Those seemingly weak fingers actually contained tremendous strength at this moment. No matter how hard the bearded man tried, the dagger was like being welded in an iron clamp and could not move at all!
The bearded man was horrified and looked up to meet Lan Xiyue's icy eyes that were devoid of any warmth.
He was just about to drop his knife and retreat when Lan Xiyue had already moved.
The fingers holding the dagger suddenly twisted and turned, and with a crisp "clang" sound, the dagger made of fine steel was broken by her!
At the same time, she thrust her right hand, which was holding the half-broken blade, forward. The cold sharp edge of the broken blade instantly pressed against the bearded man's throat. A slight pain came, and a bead of blood immediately oozed out of his skin.
The bearded man's whole body stiffened, cold sweat instantly soaked his back, the fear of death strangled his throat, and even his breathing stopped.
Lan Xiyue didn't even look at the unconscious man on the ground. Her cold gaze swept over the scarred man who was grimacing in pain and holding his wrist, and the bearded man who was scared pale because she held the broken blade against his vitals.
The corner of her mouth curled up into a cruel yet somewhat playful sneer: "With such a mediocre skill, you dare to imitate others and rob people?"
Lan Xiyue moved her mind slightly, flipped her wrist, and a bundle of strong hemp rope appeared out of thin air in her palm.
She moved swiftly and in just a few moves she had tied up the three sturdy men who were lying on the ground like limp grasshoppers.
Pulling the rope tightly, she dragged the heavy "trophies" effortlessly and strode out of the alley.
As soon as I stepped out of the alley, the people passing by on the street were instantly attracted by this strange sight, and all their eyes were focused on me.
Lan Xiyue remained calm and asked, "Fellow villagers, how do I get to the government office?"
An older woman carrying a vegetable basket was the first to cry out in surprise, pointing at the three people who left obvious drag marks on the ground. "Hey, young master, what...what's going on?"
Lan Xiyue's lips curled up in a playful arc, and she raised the rope in her hand and said loudly: "Them? They were so foolish as to try to steal my purse, but unfortunately they were not good enough and were defeated by me. Look, I'm planning to send them to the government office to be beaten with a stick and spend time in prison!"
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like pouring a spoonful of cold water into boiling oil, and the whole street suddenly exploded.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and someone dared to rob someone in broad daylight, and the target was such a handsome and noble young man! Anger quickly spread among the crowd.
Many passionate men rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward indignantly to lead the way for Lan Xiyue.
There were also a few young and strong men who wanted to help drag the three people, who were dragged on the ground in tattered clothes and groaning non-stop, and said: "Young master, let us do it!"
Lan Xiyue waved her hand casually. With a flick of her wrist, the rope stretched straight in her hand, showing a certain effortless strength: "Don't bother, I'm very strong and can pull it!"
She walked briskly, as if she was dragging three bundles of straw instead of three burly men.
More and more curious and onlookers gathered and spontaneously formed a huge "escort" team, rushing towards the county government office with a lot of noise.
Arriving at the gate of the county government office, the two yamen runners on duty were startled by the surging crowd. They immediately put their hands on the hilts of their swords at their waists, their expressions tense and alert: "Stop! What are you gathering for?"
Lan Xiyue took her time, dragging the rope forward two more steps. The three men writhed in pain on the ground. She said loudly, "Brother, yamen runner, don't panic. I'm here to report a crime." Her voice was clear and melodious, piercing the clamor.
Upon seeing this, one of the yamen runners quickly turned around and ran into the yamen to pass on the message.
Soon, the dull sound of the opening drum, "Dong-Dong-Dong-", was heard, and the majestic sound of "Wei-Wu-" came from the hall.
Lan Xiyue tightened the rope in her hand and dragged the three robbers, who were covered in dust and bruises, into the solemn courtroom without any hesitation, as if they were dragging cargo.
The rough hemp rope rubbed against the cold floor tiles, making a rustling sound.
In the hall above, County Magistrate Liu Haitu, dressed in his official robes, sat upright. His gaze swept across the strange combination below: a handsome young man in smart clothes, calm and composed, and three burly men, tied up like dumplings, in a miserable state, their blood and mud mixed together.
He frowned slightly and slammed the gavel: "Bang!"
"Who is here? What is your complaint?" The voice was full of official authority.
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