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Chapter 711

"don't want!"

The third wife of Ma De saw it clearly, and she screamed and rushed out at a speed that ordinary people could not imagine.

She pushed her son away, and the sharp blade of the spear pierced..." and pierced through her lower abdomen, making it clear and cool!

The boy fell to the ground, and blood gushed out of his mother's body splattered all over his body.

The assassination Cao Dongqing's face was also splashed with blood. He seemed a little dazed. He inserted a spear into the woman, but forgot to pull it back immediately.

The woman turned her head with difficulty and looked at the man beside her nostalgic. She stammered but couldn't make a sound. Her hand, which was raised in the air, touched the man's body with a trembling head, and her head tilted and she didn't respond.

Cao Dongqing then realized that he had a panic and slashed the gun, and the woman fell into a pool of blood and died.

"Damn the child!" Ma Desan screamed and threw himself to the ground, hugging the fallen woman's body. The boy got up, grabbed the woman's hand hanging on the ground with both hands, and cried with a hint: "Mom...Mom...what's wrong with you!"

"It's dead, the government is killing people!" A scream rang out from the crowd.

This shocking news quickly spread among the crowd, and more and more people flocked to the scene here, and suddenly it was surrounded.

"Mr. Cao, let's go quickly!" Seeing that the situation was not good, more than a dozen soldiers persuaded Cao Dongqing that the crowd around him could explode at any time.

Although Cao Dongqing was used to being domineering and instructed his soldiers to kill people, he was the first to kill people with a sharp blade. Afterwards, his hands and feet were still trembling with fear.

But when he stood up and was about to leave, he found that the road was blocked. Except for a dozen people behind, more than a dozen soldiers around him were also trapped in the center and could not escape for the time being.

He is an official with on-site experience and understands that he must not be discouraged at this time, and he must take it for granted and cannot lose in terms of momentum.

He dusted his robe, wiped the blood on his face with his hands, raised the whip, and pointed at everyone:

"I saw it, I saw it. This is the fate of disobeying the official. I can tell you that if you don't go to Yantian to work, you will have to be the fate tomorrow! Let me disperse it and don't block the way." The whip shook the air a few times, and shouted loudly while approaching.

To be honest, he was very panicked now, his calves were trembling constantly, but he could not lose his prestige in front of these untouchables. Once he lost the prestige of officials, the people here would immediately tear him to pieces.

"You can't let this dog official escape, you can pay back the blood debt!" There was always the passionate and generous voice in the crowd.

"Yes, you can't let this murderer escape!"

“…”

When the soldiers were able to successfully lead the way, Cao Dongqing sneered and turned around and left. He knew the mentality of these salt dings too much. To put it bluntly, they were all timid and afraid of things.

But he didn't expect that behind him, Ma Desan put down his dead wife and stood up slowly, staring at his back with blood-red eyes hatred.

If you don’t let me live, I will let you die first!

Once this thought arises, it will jump into my heart and can no longer be stopped.

Ma Desan forced Cao Dongqing step by step. The salt workers around saw Ma Desan's behavior, and most of them held their breath and calmed down. The scene that was originally noisy suddenly became quiet.

As if he noticed something was wrong, Cao Dongqing and his soldiers looked back and were so nervous that they were almost suffocating.

Cao Dongqing saw a huge black shadow in front of him and rushed towards him, followed by his head as if it was pinched with his hands like iron clamps.

Cao Dongqing, who was already thin, had no time to struggle. He could only hear a clatter in his ears and lost consciousness.

The tall and powerful Ma Desan, who had the idea of ​​paying back his blood debts, pounced on him fiercely, and his big hand like a bear's paw suddenly broke Cao Dongqing's slender neck.

Ma Desan stepped on the master of the salt farm like a dead dog. At this time, both the soldiers and the salt workers opened their mouths in fear, and they were screaming like ducks.

Only Ma Desan was looking up at the scene, like a wounded desert wolf crying.

"He killed Lord Cao, hurry up... grab him!"

After a while, a captain of the soldier reacted. He shouted, and more than a dozen soldiers immediately rushed up with guns and knives.

The weapons of the Salt Field Army were still in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties two hundred years ago. The red cherry spear, paul knives, long sticks, and several muskets and bird guns were probably useless for a long time, and the gun body was covered in rust.

To put it bluntly, the soldiers in the salt field are the servants of the general manager. They usually pack up a few disobedient salt dishes, but they don’t use any modern standard weapons. When the soldiers holding swords, guns and sticks came over, they were already scared and trembled all over and had no intention of resisting.

But who would have thought that such an extreme scene would happen, otherwise everyone would not come.

However, it is too late to regret now.

"Everything is done to me!" Ma Desan howled, snatched the Park Knife from the hand of a soldier in front, and swung it forward.

Poor these soldiers, who follow Cao Dongqing to act as a mighty man, eat, drink, gambling and smoking, and their bodies are empty. They really fight desperately. They are not the opponents of these salted men, and are also a lunatic who avenges their relatives.

More than a dozen soldiers were killed by Ma Desan and hiding everywhere. If they were accidentally chopped off by the foreman madman.

"I will kill them, so I can't let them escape and report the news!" Someone in the crowd shouted again, "The Salt Field Chief is dead here, and none of us can get it. These soldiers often bully us a lot, so just kill all the bitches!"

"Yes, don't do it all the time, just take them all!"

“…”

In this case, everyone's mood is like a pile of dry firewood. As long as someone jumps out and lights the fire, it will instantly ignite into a raging fire.

Anyway, in an instant, the scene was lost control. Countless salt workers rushed out and pulled the soldiers to punch and kick, and even the soldiers on the periphery were not spared.

In less than a cup of tea, Cao Dongqing, who was dressed in a furious horse when he came, and his majestic Cao Dongqing and dozens of his soldiers, turned into lifeless corpses in the mud.

And the salt dicks who killed all the soldiers looked at me, I looked at you, and everyone looked at each other. After calming down, fear came to their hearts.

what to do?

After the passion, the crowd returned to calm, and the fanaticism just now returned to fear. The fear of the officials' men has been deeply rooted for thousands of years and no one can avoid it.
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