Chapter 65 – One Man Overthrows a City
Chapter 65 – One Man Turns Over a City
The four great families’ sons and daughters and a group of experts were captured alive by the mountain bandit king Xin Zhuo, and only one of them escaped.
This news, after the professionals confirmed it again and again, and finally verified that it was correct, it was like a thunderbolt on the ground, and like pouring a spoonful of ice water into a boiling hot frying pan.
The whole city instantly exploded!
This was no longer a matter of a mountain bandit being difficult to catch, but rather, half of the city was going bankrupt!
This was quickly followed by a chain reaction, the economy shriveled up, unemployment soared, and pedestrians on the streets were much more downtrodden.
Strong contrast, psychological and spiritual double pressure, just one hour, half of the city’s people “sick” down.
And more people chose to die.
“No good, Mr. Hu of the Seven Fragrance House has jumped off a building!”
“Master Zhang San of Xiaodong Lane has thrown himself into the river!”
“Mrs. Li invested all her money in the Murong family, and now she’s trying to wipe her neck with a cleaver!”
“The most tragic is Master Song of the North City Axe Gang, who took his entire gang’s fortune to bet, and is now being chased by his minions!”
“Li’s Silk Villa and Jiang’s Pawnshop’s bosses met to drink rat poison, and it’s rumored that two days ago they were still arguing over whether the Murong Family or the Yuan Family would win!”
“Get out of the way! Get out of the way! The government office is on duty!”
Yuan Mo’er led a group of constables to rush to the highest building in the city, the Wangjiang Building, they were here to stop the gambler from trying to get out of his way.
This was a serious matter that was going to kill them, but Yuan Mo’er had a hint of imperceptible smugness on her face.
“Head, did you earn it?” A female constable keenly detected the pleasure on Constable Yuan’s face.
Yuan Mo’er coughed lightly: “Don’t talk nonsense! I just remembered something funny from last year.”
By this time, they had already reached the bottom of the Wangjiang Tower, and when the constables looked up, they saw a fat man on top of the building wearing only gray pants, wailing to the sky: “It’s gone, it’s all gone!”
“Mr. Hu!”
Yuan Mo’er tried her best to soften her voice: “It’s just that you lost some silver, people have to live, so why think about it? Don’t you still have a wine store and a jade store?”
Officer Hu lowered his head, his eyes flushed red, and growled: “Lost, lost it all!”
“What about …… your wife and children? You always have to be considerate of their feelings, right?”
“Also lost! I mortgaged them!”
“This …… you still have parents, right? You always have to repay your parents for raising you!”
“My father died early in life, and my mother and a few maids were pawned to the Clean White Laundry for fifty taels, which I also pledged.”
“You always have the chance to rise again and save them from the fire, don’t you?”
“No, I also borrowed eighteen hundred taels from the money changers!”
“Then go to hell, punk!”
“……” A group of constables looked blankly at their own head constable.
Yuan Mo’er knew she had slipped up and hurriedly shouted, “But don’t, joking words!”
“Gamble a ball …… next life will never gamble again! Xin Zhuo dog thief, I don’t share heaven with you! Do ghosts will not let you go!”
Hu Wenwai hissed to the sky and fell headlong.
Yuan Mo’er was quick and lifted her foot to kick a cart of grain next to her, narrowly catching Mr. Hu.
The suicide of Mr. Hu is by no means an isolated case, the city is full of people throwing themselves into the river, jumping from buildings, and drinking pills.
Fortunately, outside the city war, the city to prevent the spies mixed in, the constables are very many, everywhere to put out the fire, the casualty rate is not too high.
…… The governor’s backyard.
The news is slightly lagging behind, the governor’s wife likes quiet, the general city affairs to here will have to be a lot of night.
At this time, the governor’s wife with a pair of children and Su Miao Jin is enjoying the plum, the table is full of beautiful color, excellent taste “Crispy Wonderful Zhai” snacks.
“The two poems made by that person are only average, our Autumn Palace Pavilion is full of such talented men and women.”
Su Zefeng ate a piece of peach crisp, “Poetry and songs are only fun, which is not as enjoyable as killing thieves, mother, sister, you do not know, Chen Guiyan, Murong Lei, they are real experts, without sister as a bargaining chip, that Xin Thief King is eight hands, it is also very difficult to escape.”
“That’s good, that’s good!”
The governor’s wife lovingly gently patted Su Miao Jin’s delicate hand, “Miao Jin suffered so much aggression, when that thief king alive cut off the side of the mother’s heart, and then wait until your father and the generals outside the city won the war, this day will be considered peaceful.”
A white dress Su Miao Jin faintly smiled, but the heart pulled up a wisp of thought, she is very curious, the four great masters and Xin Zhuo in the end how, has been a few days, afraid that the results should be out of it?
“Mother and sister, don’t worry, there are no accidents!”
Su Zefeng glued up another piece of peach crisp.
“Something happened.”
Right at this moment, the maid Dong Ling staggered from outside the courtyard and ran in, her face full of panic: “Madam, Miss, Gongzi, something big is wrong ……”
“Windy and flaming, what’s the matter with you?” The governor’s husband was accustomed to being a good family ruler, and could not help but chastise.
Dong Ling bowed, his voice trembled: “The four great families’ experts, were all captured alive by the King of Thieves Xin, only one person escaped!”
“Pah!”
Su Zefeng hands of peach crisp fell to the ground, wide-eyed, these days he has been waiting for news, he was even once very confident, pressed the Murong family five thousand taels ……
Even the governor’s wife shivered.
Su Miao Jin was first slightly stunned, then lowered her head, the corner of her mouth hooked up a smile, then forced herself to be serious, but how could she not be serious.
Little thief, really have you, I earned a lot of silver.
Early lights, the street is covered with wailing and sighing, full of negativity, but Shangguan Fanqing is in a good mood, he even has the leisure to pull a windy hair bun, his face patted not too thin and not too thick foundation, full of elegance, squinting his eyes, patting his folding fan, and going straight to the Golden Hook Gambling House.
The maid Haitang followed closely behind, her big eyes blinking and blinking: “Young hall master, that little thief is so powerful, he really won.”
“Isn’t it your Young Master who is powerful? This is what we call three taels for a thousand dollars, a song and dance, and a family of snakes and rats! Let’s go, get the silver taels, one to thirty-nine, I have to count how much I won, haha ……”
In front of the Golden Hook Gambling House, now has no previous lively, door can be sparrow, a few pieces of dead leaves along the door edge of the dripping roll over, the steward and boy sitting side by side in front of the door, the face as ash.
The atmosphere is not quite right!
Shangguan Fanqing doubtfully collected the fan: “Woods that steward, we came to cash the silver!”
The steward looked up at him and pointed behind him: “The proprietor is inside, you go find the proprietor.”
Shangguan Fanqing surprised into the house, he saw inside a strong man wearing brocade is stepping on a stool, the beam hanging three feet of white silk, head stuffed in half.
“This proprietor wait!” Shangguan Fanqing quickly waved his hand to stop.
Do not shout okay, this voice down, that proprietor stirred, head stuffed, stool kicked, neck instantly taut, strangled straight roll eyes.
“His mother, the brain show a joke, won the silver want not to be able to? Cashed out the old man’s silver and then die!”
Shangguan Fanqing was furious, the hand fan gently swung, a fan shadow whistled away, cutting the white silk.
The proprietor “thud” fell to the ground, coughing violently a few times, only to return to the air, and then patted his legs, bawling.
Shangguan Fanqing measured this proprietor looks, can not help but shocked: “Huh? Aren’t you the Overlord Knife Sun Da Donkey? We strolled through the hookah together!”
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(End of chapter)