The sons, young ladies and a group of masters from the four major families were captured alive by the bandit king Xin Zhuo, and only one of them escaped.

After this news was confirmed again and again by professionals, and finally verified to be correct, it was like thunder exploding on the ground, or like pouring a spoonful of ice water into a boiling oil pan.

The whole city went crazy instantly!

This is no longer a hard-to-catch bandit, but more than half of the city is about to go bankrupt!

A chain reaction soon followed, with the economy sluggish, the unemployment rate soaring, and people on the streets feeling a lot more depressed.

The sharp contrast and the double psychological and spiritual pressure caused half of the people in the city to fall ill in just one hour.

And more people chose to die.

"No, Mr. Hu from Qixiangfang jumped off the building!"

"Master Zhang San of Xiaodong Lane has drowned himself in the river!"

"Second Sister-in-law Li invested all her family's wealth with the Murong family, and now she's holding a kitchen knife to wipe her neck!"

"The worst thing is that leader Song of the Beicheng Ax Gang, who bet all the gang's property, is now being chased and hacked by his younger brothers!"

"The shopkeepers of Li Ji Silk Shop and the Jiang family's pawnshop met to drink rat poison. It is said that two days ago they were arguing about 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 an errand!"

Yuan Moer hurried to Wangjiang Tower, the tallest building in the city, with a group of policemen. They came to stop the gamblers from thinking too hard.

This was a serious matter that could lead to death, but Yuan Moer's face showed a trace of imperceptible pride.

"Tou, did you make a profit?" A female detective keenly noticed the pleasure on Yuan's face.

Yuan Moer coughed lightly: "Don't talk nonsense! I just remembered the funny things last year."

At this time, they had arrived at the Wangjiang downstairs. The policemen quickly looked up and saw a fat man on the top of the building wearing only gray underpants, looking up to the sky and wailing: "It's gone, it's all gone!"

"Uncle Hu!"

Yuan Mo'er tried to make her voice softer: "It's just that I lost some money. People have to survive, so why bother thinking about it? Don't you still have a wine shop and a jade shop?"

Hu Yuanwai lowered his head, his eyes turned red, and roared: "Lost, all lost!"

"What about... your wife and children? You always have to worry about their feelings, right?"

"I lost too! I mortgaged them!"

"Well...you still have parents, right? You must repay your parents for their upbringing!"

"My father passed away early, and I used my mother and several maids as laundry for the White Laundry. They were exchanged for fifty taels, and they were also taken into custody by me."

"You always have a chance to make a comeback and save them from the fire, right?"

"No, I also borrowed 1,800 taels from the bank!"

"Then go to hell, you loser!"

"..." All the detectives looked at their own arrester blankly.

Yuan Mo'er realized that he had made a mistake and shouted quickly: "No, it's just a joke!"

"Bet on a ball... I will never bet again in my next life! Xin Zhuo, the thief, you and I are sworn in! Even if you are a ghost, I will not let you go!"

Hu Yuanwai looked up to the sky and screamed, then fell down.

Yuan Mo'er, with quick eyes and hands, raised his foot and kicked a cart of grain next to him, narrowly catching Mr. Hu.

Hu Yuanwai's suicide incident is by no means an isolated incident. The city is now full of people drowning themselves in rivers, jumping off buildings, and drinking medicine.

Fortunately, there was a big battle outside the city, and the inside of the city was prevented from sneaking in. There were a lot of police officers who put out fires everywhere, so the casualty rate was not too high after all.

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The backyard of the prefect.

The news is slightly delayed. The prefect's wife likes to be quiet. Generally, it takes much longer for the news in the market to reach here.

At this time, the prefect's wife and her two children, Su Miaojin, were admiring the plum blossoms. The table was filled with "Su Miao Zhai" snacks with beautiful color and excellent taste.

"The two poems written by that man are only average. Our Qiu Gong Pavilion is full of talented men and women like this."

Su Zefeng ate a piece of peach cake and said, "Poems, lyrics and songs are just for leisure. It's not as refreshing as killing a thief. Mother, sister, you don't know something. Chen Guiyan, Murong Lei and the others are real masters. Without my sister as a bargaining chip,

Even if that Thief King Xin has eight arms, it will be difficult for him to escape."

"That's good, that's good!"

The prefect's wife gently patted Su Miaojin's delicate hand lovingly, "Miaojin has suffered so many grievances. I should chop up the king of thieves alive to relieve my mother's anger. Then wait until your father and the generals win the battle outside the city."

, this day will be considered peaceful."

Su Miaojin, who was dressed in white, smiled slightly, but a thought arose in her heart. She was very curious about what happened to the masters of the four families and Xin Zhuo. It had been several days, so maybe it was time for the results to come out, right?

"Mom and sister, don't worry, there is no accident!"

Su Zefeng stuck another piece of peach cake.

"problem occurs."

At this moment, the maid Dong Ling staggered in from outside the courtyard, her face full of horror: "Madam, young lady, young master, something serious has happened..."

"How can you behave in such a storm?" The magistrate was accustomed to managing his family well, so he couldn't help but make an excuse.

Dong Ling bowed and saluted, his voice trembling: "All the masters of the four major families were captured alive by King Xin, and only one escaped!"

"Snapped!"

The peach cake in Su Zefeng's hand fell to the ground and his eyes widened. He had been waiting for news these days. He was even so confident at one time that he beat the Murong family by five thousand taels...

Even the prefect's wife shivered.

Su Miaojin was slightly stunned at first, then lowered her head, a smile appeared on her lips, and then she suppressed her seriousness, but she couldn't become serious at all.

Little thief, it's really yours. I've made a lot of money.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the streets were full of lamentations and negative emotions, but Shangguan Fan Qing was in a good mood. He even had the leisure to pull up his hair in a romantic bun, with a touch of elegance on his face, squinting his eyes,

I slapped my folding fan and went straight to the Golden Hook Casino.

Maid Haitang followed closely behind, her big eyes blinking: "Young Hall Master, that little thief is so powerful, he really won."

"Isn't it that your young master is so powerful? This is called three taels of gold, singing and dancing, and a family of snakes and rats getting married! Let's go, take the silver taels, pay thirty-nine points each, I have to calculate how much I have won, haha..."

In front of you is the Golden Gou Gambling House. Now it is no longer as lively as it used to be. It is empty. A few dead leaves are rolling along the door. The steward and the boy are sitting side by side at the door, their faces ashen.

The atmosphere is not right!

Shangguan Fan Qing put away the fan in confusion: "Manager Wu, we are here to exchange the money!"

The manager looked up at him and pointed behind him: "My boss is inside, you go find my boss."

Shangguan Fan Qing was surprised when he entered the room and saw a strong man wearing brocade standing on a stool. There was a three-foot white silk hanging from the beam, with his head half tucked inside.

"Master, wait a minute!" Shangguan Fan Qing quickly waved his hand to stop him.

It's okay not to shout, but as soon as the voice went down, the boss was shocked, his head was stuffed, and the stool was kicked, his neck was instantly tense, and he rolled his eyes.

"Damn it, your brain is so funny, you can't think about it after winning the money? You will die after exchanging my money!"

Shangguan Fan Qing was furious. He waved his fan gently, and a shadow of the fan whizzed away, cutting off the white silk ribbon.

The boss fell to the ground with a "thud", coughed violently several times, regained his breath, then clapped his legs and cried loudly.
Chapter completed!