What do you want to do?" Yaya's father hurriedly stopped him, "You guys, don't be impulsive. This matter has nothing to do with you."
"This is not a question of whether there is any relationship." Li Xin'an said in a deep voice, "This is a question of whether there is a conscience."
"Brother, you and your sister-in-law are here. Don't go out. We will handle this properly."
After saying that, the five people led the horse, regardless of Yaya's parents' obstruction, rushed straight towards the direction of the fire.
"Her father, what should I do now?" Yayaniang felt like she was feeling pins and needles. "We can't let the people we met by chance be implicated by us."
Yaya's father gritted his teeth and said, "So... You should take good care of Yaya at home first, and I will call someone to come and take a look. If the young masters really had a conflict with those evil people, we would fight! Damn, I've been fed up with this bird's aura, so I just broke up with Mr. Zhang and went up the mountain to be a bandit!"
"Okay, you have to be careful." Yaya Niang glanced at the door and said worriedly, "Don't hurt yourself, we two are still counting on you."
"Don't worry."
Yaya's father calmed down his wife's emotions, went out and called a few familiar people, took hoes and shovels, and chased Li Xin'an and the others.
...
A large number of people were surrounded by Zhaojia Village. Half of the people in the village were bombed up and forced to watch the fire swallow up the houses.
A woman was wailing without covering her body, crying heart-wrenchingly on the ground. In front of the woman was a man lying on the ground, with blood and flesh, and a lusty bones appeared on her back.
"Everyone saw it, this is the consequence of the tax arrears!"
Fourteen or five burly men rode high-headed horses, wandering around the villagers with great might. The man in charge was carrying a little boy on his shoulders and said in a muffled voice:
"Zhao Wu's family owed Mr. Zhang a hundred kilograms of food, refused to offer sacrifices, and tried to do something wrong to us. Look, my brother's elbows were broken! This is Zhao Wu's guilt! I hope the fellow villagers will learn from it and not make both of us unhappy like Zhao Wu."
"Zhang Yuanwai is kind-hearted and can't bear to see this kind of scene. Don't let him be upset in the future. If he is unhappy, we will be unhappy. We will be unhappy. We will be unhappy. You will be the ones who suffer!"
"Did you understand all of them?"
No one of the villagers dared to answer. The man snorted in dissatisfaction, raised his whip and slapped the ground hard, making a crackling sound, scaring everyone.
"Did you understand!"
"I understand..." Then a sparse answer sounded among the villagers.
The man nodded with satisfaction and was about to take the person away, but unexpectedly, an inappropriate voice suddenly rang:
"I didn't understand!"
"Hmm?" The man looked at the villagers in shock, and the villagers looked at each other in surprise.
"Who doesn't want to live anymore? Stand up for me! I will fulfill you!"
In the darkness on the road, five horses slowly emerged. Li Xin'an sat upright in the middle, looked at the arrogant and domineering man, and smiled coldly:
"It's me."
"Who are you? You are from Zhaojia Village?" the big man asked frowned.
"No, I'm just passing by here and staying here."
The big man was so anxious that he wanted to get angry, but seeing that Li Xin'an and the other two were all extraordinary, either rich or noble, they probably wouldn't have a small origin. After all, the big man had been in Mianzhou City for more than ten years and knew that he would be good at treating people. It would be better not to provoke people with unknown identities.
Li Xin'an thought it was not good. The Tianjian Tower was one of the best forces in Jiannan Road. It was an affiliated sect of Qisha Sword House back then. After the Qisha Sword House fell, Tianjian Tower gathered most of the sects in the north of Jiannan Road, and was far away from the Divine Sword House in the south of Jiannan Road, and was a check and balanced between them.
"The owner of Tianjian Tower Xue Haiya is a first-class master, and he ranks 41st in Tianji Tower martial arts rating." Murong Bai said, "Murong Villa held a kendo conference a few years ago, and I have seen him once."
"How strong is it?"
"It's just an ordinary first-class, but his sword is an a-level sword circulating from the Qisha Sword House. Shu Song ranks ninth in the famous sword score of Tianji Tower, which is very impressive."
"Shu Song Jian is from Tianjian Tower, a remote place in Jiannan Road. No wonder I haven't heard of this sword in the world."
Li Xin'an kicked the big man: "You are accomplice for the tiger. Although you are accused of death, you cannot escape the crime of living! I will cut off your nose today, so that you will never have the shame to see someone again in this life!"
After saying that, amid the shrill howling of the man, Li Xin'an waved his sword and cut off his nose.
"Get out, go back and tell Mr. Zhang that he and his father should study hard, and do not ask him to be a great charity, but at least he should have a conscience! If he continues to harm the people, we will take off his head sooner or later!"
"Yes! Yes!" The big man struggled to get up, covered his nose, and ran away with a piss.
Seeing that the evil man was beaten away, the villagers of Zhaojia Village immediately rushed forward, surrounded Li Xin'an and the other two in the center, and knelt down to thank him in tears.
"Thank you for saving me from Zhaojia Village!"
"Groupes, please come up quickly. We dare not accept such a great gift." Li Xin'an and his friends hurriedly went aside.
Among the villagers, an old man in the lead said tremblingly: "We have been persecuted by Zhang Yuanwai for more than ten years. In recent years, we have lived a life of different people! This time, the heroes helped us beat Zhang Yuanwai's lackeys away and gave us Zhaojia Village a way out. No matter how much gift we received!"
As he was talking, Yaya's father ran over with the person panting. When he saw this attitude, he couldn't help but be stunned.
"Uncle Fourth, what are you doing?"
"Shoucheng, why are you here? You are still holding a guy." The old man said, "Hurry up, come and see your benefactor!"
"Benefactor? Mr. Li?"
Li Xin'an smiled awkwardly: "Well, Brother Shoucheng, please take us back."
The old man looked at this scene and was a little confused: "Wait, do you know each other?"
Yaya's father nodded excitedly and said, "Yes, Mr. Li and the others came from Chang'an. When they passed through our village, my Yaya brought them to my house."
"Oh, why is this happening? You didn't say it earlier!" The old man slapped his thighs excitedly, "I heard people say that someone rode a horse and took Yaya's little girl around the village. I didn't expect that they were benefactors. In this way, don't live in your house, and take it to Lao Liu's house, his house is big."
"Old man, don't have to worry about it." Li Xin'an said, "We are about to set off tomorrow morning. Now it's almost dawn, and we'll be ready to leave later."
"How can that be? Even if there is something big, we must treat our benefactors well." The old man disagreed without saying anything and insisted on keeping them.
Li Xin'an and his men could not resist the enthusiasm of the Zhao family villagers, so they had to follow them. The remaining people destroyed the fire of Zhao Wu's family and brought Zhao Wu to the ancestral hall first, preparing to be buried on a date.
On the way, Murong Bai whispered to Li Xin'an: "Brother Li, don't you think this thing is done too sloppy?"
"What's the sloppy?" Li Xinan said in surprise.
"Behind that Mr. Zhang is the prefect of the Miancheng, the Jinsha Gang, and the Tianjian Tower behind the Jinsha Gang. We have not solved this series of relationships. Although we taught this group of thugs a lesson this time, it did not fundamentally solve Zhang Shiwai. Once we left, this group of villagers would still be bullied by Mr. Zhang, and it would be even more serious than before!"
"You mean, cut the grass..."
"dig up the roots!"
Li Xin'an's mouth raised at the moment, he patted Murong Bai on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Okay, Bai Mutou looks like a killer."
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