"Sad!" Mr. Su frowned slightly and whispered again. What the hell is it? It is clearly his own colleague. Li Sishiqi, who is responsible for the east part of the city, forced Zhu Laonian to the dead end!

The pig-killing knife is not as good as the kitchen knife used by ordinary people. According to the rules set by Maha Makongmu, the monthly sharpening cost is 60 cents. Mr. Li collected Zhu Laonian three months of sharpening money at one time, which was 180 cents. As a result, he had to take back the knife after only three days. The rent would definitely not be refunded. After this storm, if you want to continue renting the knife, you must pay another one again. No wonder Zhu Laonian had to fight with him! Even if anyone changed, he would probably have to talk to Mr. Li, and he should not let such a large sum of money be wasted in vain!

Li Sigou was scolded and cried immediately, and his eyes were red, and his second uncle tried to knock him out. Yes, he dragged his hands and refused to hand over the knife. I, my second uncle, gently knocked him on his head!"

"Yes, I knocked it lightly and a madman came out!" Mr. Su glared at the little gangster fiercely, both angry and funny. Mr. Li, the second uncle in the other party, was a rogue who was aware of far and wide before he sneaked into the yamen. He was extremely powerful. He knocked on an iron ring ruler and replaced it with a weaker one. He could even beat someone to someone. What else could he say just a light knock? If Zhu Lao Nian hadn't been knocked into a fool, he wouldn't have risked being implicated in the Nine Clans and fought with the people working for the government!

"Really, it's just a light move. I was standing next to my second uncle and watched with my own eyes!" The little gang was still conscientious and blushed, and his voice of explanation was getting lower and lower.

"What's the use of saying this now? Let's see how you can save your second uncle!" Mr. Su looked at him again and shook his head gently. "Oh, this matter is difficult. According to the laws and regulations of the Dayuan, as long as Zhu Lao Nian picked up the knife, the result will be the same. Fortunately, he is the only one left in his family, and no one else can be involved!"

When the little gang heard this, his concern for his uncle also turned into sympathy for the perpetrator. While trotting, he shook his head gently. "This——, my uncle didn't want to harm him, really, really didn't think about it! Mr. Su, you have many ways, can you save his life?"

"Stay, how to stay? You don't know when it is now?! Alas, this is all fate! Stop talking, hurry up and save your second uncle!" Thinking that Zhu Lao Nian could not escape death in the end, Mr. Su's nerd anger was retorted, and he couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

Refusing to hand over the knives and holding the officers who came to confiscate the knives are all real charges! At the critical moment when Sesame Li led the thief soldiers to the forefront, how could several officials not catch the thorns in advance and kill the chicken to scare the monkey?!

What's more, Zhu Laonian has no parents, no wife and children, and is alone and bachelor. Even if he is wronged, no one will stand up for him, and no one will use the money to clear and manage the higher yamen. At this critical moment, who else should he not establish his authority?!

In short, all this is fate. In this Yuan Dynasty, the Han people were in a low life, especially the Han people in the south! There is no way, I can only ask for a death earlier and a life sooner!

Just as he was thinking depressed, Mule and Horse Alley had arrived. More than a dozen white men and gang members in the yamen surrounded a half-open pork shop like wild dogs preparing to slap. In the shop, a burly man with a face full of oil stains stood against the wall, holding a pig-killing knife of a ruler and a half-long length in his hand. The blade was facing the throat of Li Laoxiao, another archer in Xuzhou City.

"Zhu Laonian, please let Mr. Li go. Thinking that you are the first offender, let's plead with the judge and spare you!" The white men and gang members were both locals, speaking Xuzhou dialect, and shouting orders over and over again.

"Tax death Zhu Lao Nie**...%? The desert is covered with silver pipes, and it is scattered, and it is scattered!" Zhu Lao Nie changed the cowardly appearance that everyone remembered, widened his scarlet eyes and responded loudly.

He spoke with a distinct northern accent and his mouth was very vague, as if his tongue was out of control. Not only did the white men and the young prisoners surrounding him confused, but even Mr. Su, who was known as erudite, could not understand a word!

But at this time, Mr. Su could not stand by any means. Relying on the fact that he had met Zhu Laonian's brother-in-law for several times, he squeezed into the crowd and poked his head out and persuaded loudly: "Zhu, Zhu Xiaoshe, don't be so impulsive. If you have something to do, it will not be your own business. The entire neighbors of the Fangzi will inevitably be implicated by you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of crying. The neighbors around him walked out one after another, knelt down at Zhu Lao Nian through the tutors, and kept kowtowing, "Zhu Xiaoshe, you are good, please let Mr. Li go! Everyone is watching you grow up. Do you really have the heart to bring everyone together for you to bury?"

"Zhu School Club? Burial with you?" Zhu Lao Nian obviously didn't understand the begging of the neighbors. He stared at the scarlet eyes, his eyes full of confusion.

"Xiaoshe is the young master of a wealthy family!" I guessed that Zhu Laonian didn't understand, but that the reason why this person couldn't understand was that Li Sigou explained loudly, "According to our Dayuan law, one person is planning a rebellion, and the house is in charge. These are the neighbors who have watched you grow up since childhood. If you kill the officials and rebel, wouldn't you kill them alive?!" (Note 1)

"Cooking?" Zhu Lao Nian seemed to understand a few more words, and a hint of anger appeared in his eyes. "Where is the peat ticket? This is the decorative band of the god tomb, ^%Hi Gao Zhulian?"

Another string of strange northern accents, which was a little clearer than before, but everyone still couldn't understand. In a panic, a string of crisp sounds of horse hooves suddenly heard in his ears. The famous Semi-man, who was about the same length, came with more than a dozen soldiers from the government. He first directed the soldiers to seal the entrance of the alley with caltrops and wooden fences, and then pointed at Zhu Lao Ni with the tip of the knife, "Wu Na Maitreya Sect's demon, why don't you release Li Siqi quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"It's over!" Hearing this, Mr. Su immediately closed his eyes and retreated silently to the side.

When the rest of the white men and the gangsters heard this, they slowly stepped back for more than a dozen steps, holding the iron ruler, whip and water and fire stick in their hands, and together with the soldiers holding bows and arrows and sharp blades, they formed a large encirclement, surrounding Zhu Laonian so hard that they could not escape.

Seeing this, the people around knelt on the ground and cried louder. Who doesn’t know that the one in Xuzhou is the best person to make money and the most ruthless man is the Lord Kongmu Mahama riding on a horse. He did not take the service, but directly asked soldiers from the barracks for help, clearly trying to arrest this case as a case of rebellion. In addition to the "Maitreya Cult demon" who made a name out of nothing, I am afraid that not only Zhu Laonian himself could not escape death in Muma Lane, but other neighbors would inevitably end up losing their entire family.

The only thing that Zhu Laonian himself did not change was, and his eyes continued to look at everyone blankly, as if he did not belong to this world at all. It was not until Mr. Li, who was kidnapped by him, sniffed and asked with a frown, "Stuming the Booth Banquet? Why is Tian Dishana Oil Huangtang Style *%$#? Ah! I was defeated, I was holding it in a sucking haze!"

This time, his mouth became clearer, as if his tongue had slowly adapted to his mouth. Mr. Su finally understood the last few words he said, and was so anxious that he slapped his thigh, "It's not dreaming, it's true, it's true! Zhu Laonian, are you really stupid? Put down the knife and surrender yourself to avoid hindering others! I will try my best to arrange with the prison guard so that you will not suffer any pain before you set out on the road!"

After saying this, he mustered up the courage to run to the mount of Mahama, the Lord Kongmu, and bowed repeatedly, "Sir, this guy was beaten to death by Mr. Li with a ruler. He didn't know what he was doing! The neighbors and neighbors around him have no contact with him!"

"Really, do you dare to guarantee him? Why did I hear the news that he is the deputy head of the Maitreya Cult Dazhi Branch, and is preparing to cooperate with Sesame Li to attack Xuzhou?!" Kongmu Mahama's eyes were like a knife, piercing Mr. Su's heart.

Mr. Su was poked and his soul was rising, and his body trembled. "Is it my subordinate, I just think Lao Li, Lao Li is very pitiful. He has been working so much for you for so many years. If you don't find a way to stabilize Zhu Lao Laonian, Lao Li, Lao Li may be doomed this time!"

"Sir, please be kind!" Li Siqi, the archer who was kidnapped by Zhu Laonian, raised his head and cried loudly at Mahama.

"Sir, please be kind to me!" Li Sigou, a little gangster, also knelt down and asked Mahama to give up his hands.

The people around were even more panicked, kneeling on the ground, heading like pounding garlic. They were willing to give up everything in the family, just asking Mahama not to catch Zhu Laonian as a demon of the Maitreya Sect, so as not to suffer from the disaster.

"Since you are all people with family and property, I guess you don't have much to do with the Maitreya Sect!" Seeing that everyone's attitude was "sincere", Kongmu Mahama was unwilling to fish in the dry pond. She touched the curly yellow beard under her chin and announced loudly, "Then please let Raul wait for himself to catch him for me! After arresting them, it will naturally prove your innocence."

Then, he quickly turned his face with a large lid to Zhu Laonian, "If you don't want them to die, please let Li Sishiqi go! This official thought that you only take your life as your young and ignorant person, and will never implicate your family."

When the people heard this, they were shocked at first, and then they all showed unbearable expressions on their faces. But they couldn't bear it. If they didn't want their whole family to be implicated, they could only follow Mahama's orders.

An old man took the lead, and the other neighbors followed tremblingly, took the ruler, whip and stick from the gang members, and whipped up to Zhu Lao Nian. While getting closer, he also cried and explained: "Laodian, Lao Nian, don't blame everyone! You have heard Lord Kongmu's words, everyone has no choice, there is nothing they can do!"

"You?" Zhu Lao Nian was stunned for a moment, looking at everyone with disbelief.

"Save me, save me!" Just as he was stunned, the hijacked archer Mr. Li struggled desperately. He used all his strength to push away the blade on his neck, ran toward Mahama.

"I'm so mad, you're horse" Zhu Laonian was slightly stunned at first, then held up the pig's knife and chased him reluctantly.

Everyone understood this sentence. The neighbors did not dare to block Mr. Li's escape route, so they quickly turned their bodies to flick on both sides. Zhu Lao Nian cursed while holding a pig's knife in his hand and chasing him. The tip of the knife was painting a shadow behind Mr. Li.

As soon as the footsteps rushed out of the neighbors, the bows and arrows in the hands of the soldiers shot over. Two shots were shot on the people next to him, and the other one was inserted into his hair, trembling slightly.

"Replenish the pain?" Zhu Lao Nian was shocked and stopped instinctively. Seeing the opportunity, the white men and the young prisoners rushed over immediately, trying to capture the man alive.

Before everyone could rush to Zhu Laonian, the latter suddenly grinned, "It doesn't hurt, it's really a dream, I'll fuck!"

He stabbed Li Sigou, who rushed over to stop him, and then he pulled out the bleeding blade as if he was crazy, followed by Mr. Li's footsteps, and rushed straight to the square hole.

The soldiers around quickly fired arrows to stop him, but they were not trained normally, and the quality of the wooden bows assigned to Han soldiers by the imperial court was extremely poor. Two rounds of arrows were not shot at Zhu Laonian, but they let down several white men who were chasing him, lay on the ground, holding the wound and wailing loudly.

Before the soldiers could pull the wooden bow away for the third time, Zhu Laonian had already rushed to them, and one by one, letting the two of them fall to the ground one after another. The surroundings immediately "hula" and a large number of bosses were empty. All the soldiers were so scared that they ran away with their heads in their arms and never dared to look back!

The Humu Mahama in Xuzhou was also scared to death, and his legs tried to grab the belly of the war horse, trying to get rid of the pursuit. The poor war horse, carrying more than 300 pounds, moved his four hooves and rushed towards the entrance of the alley. He accidentally stepped on the caltrops placed by the soldiers before, and cried out with a woe, falling softly.

Mahama was so shocked that he was staring with stars and he was rushing up. Before he could clearly distinguish the horizontal and verticality of his body, Zhu Laonian had already chased him. The tip of the knife strangled his neck as thick as a bucket. With a "puff!", the plasma rose more than half a foot high.

Looking at Zhu Laonian again, his whole body was stained with plasma, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He stretched out his bleeding left hand and flipped around Mahama's waist, "Where is the equipment, why is there only money left? Where did the equipment go, why didn't there be any item fall off?"

Note 1: Fang and Li are all urban household registration division units in the Yuan Dynasty. Someone committed a serious crime of treason in a certain place, and Quanli, or even Quanfang was in charge.
Chapter completed!