Chapter 8 Who is under the court to sue this official?
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Liu Qingtian then entered the West Factory.
But the further he walked, the more he felt something was wrong.
Because the surrounding environment is becoming more and more like a prison of the Ministry of Punishment!
And among the surrounding crowd, there were also many jailers with fierce looks on their faces!
"this......"
Liu Qingtian was immediately startled and did not dare to step forward.
The Xichang Fanzi on the side snorted coldly: "The factory boss is used to meeting people in the lobby of Xing Prison!"
Hearing this, Liu Qingtian breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out they weren't trying to arrest me.
It's just this habit of meeting people in the lobby of Xing Prison... Liu Qingtian can only say that he is worthy of being the factory owner of Xichang, but he is different from others!
When he arrived at the lobby, Liu Qingtian saw dozens of Xichang fans standing outside the door holding knives.
Their eyes are sharp, their expressions are cold, and their bodies are filled with a faint smell of blood.
Just being stared at by them made Liu Qingtian feel weak in his calves!
Taking a deep breath, Liu Qingtian straightened his back and tried hard not to show the slightest hint of timidity.
But the moment he entered the lobby of Xing Prison, a fear like falling into hell arose in his heart.
Because sitting on a seat in the lobby was a man wearing a devil mask and a python robe.
Just sitting there, Liu Qingtian seemed to feel a huge pressure coming towards him, and the roar of an evil spirit even sounded in his ears!
Whoosh!
In an instant, Liu Qingtian was covered in cold sweat, his legs were weak, and he wanted to kneel down on the spot.
Fortunately, he is also a person who has seen the world with his father, so he is not so miserable.
He tried hard to look calm and composed, raised his hands and saluted the factory owner in the hall: "Junior Liu Qingtian, I would like to say hello to the factory owner on behalf of my father!"
With his status, he is not qualified to talk to the factory owner of Xichang. Only by bringing Liu Boen with him can he be qualified to meet the factory owner of Xichang!
In the hall, Zhao Xiaole also looked at Liu Qingtian with great interest. He didn't understand what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd, so he asked: "Are you looking for something to do with our family?"
For some reason, Liu Qingtian always felt familiar when he heard the factory owner's voice, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.
So he simply ignored it, with a smile on his face, and said with all his flattery: "This junior comes to see the factory owner for two reasons."
"One thing is that this junior recently accidentally obtained Shaolin's unique skill - "Yi Jin Jing"!"
"This is one of the wonders of the world. I heard that Mr. Factory is very interested in martial arts secrets, so I came here to offer it to Mr. Factory!"
After saying that, he held up the wooden box in his hands and brought it to the front of the hall.
And when Zhao Xiaole heard the three words "Yi Jin Jing", the pupils in his eyes shrank sharply, his heartbeat accelerated, and even his breathing stopped briefly!
Just because the three words "Yi Jin Jing" are so famous!
Regardless of whether it is in the past life or this life, among all the top martial arts secret books, there must be "Yi Jin Jing"!
According to legend, the "Yi Jin Jing" was created by Bodhidharma at that time. Because it can strengthen the body, it was spread in Shaolin.
I just don’t know why, but some time ago, the "Yi Jin Jing" suddenly disappeared from the Shaolin Temple, spread to the world, and even triggered a heinous murder.
Thousands of martial arts masters fought for the "Yi Jin Jing", killing each other in rivers of blood, leaving corpses everywhere, and even alarmed the local officials.
But no one thought that this martial arts secret book would be obtained by Liu Qingtian!
Looking at the wooden box in front of him, Zhao Xiaole's eyes immediately burst out with fiery gaze.
"It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort to get here!"
"I originally wanted to learn Suzaku's martial arts from her, but I didn't expect that Liu Qingtian would actually give me a top-notch martial arts secret book!"
Zhao Xiaole almost cried out in joy.
If Liu Qingtian knew that he had given the "Yi Jin Jing" to him, his expression would be very wonderful!
Although he couldn't wait in his heart, Zhao Xiaole still pretended to be calm, opened the wooden box unhurriedly, and looked through the secret book.
With just one glance, Zhao Xiaole decisively gave up.
Because he doesn’t understand it at all!
I'm afraid even an old Confucian scholar might not be able to understand the awkward and difficult words and phrases above.
He could only sigh slightly and said: "Oh! It seems that we have to go back and let Xiaoqueer take a look first before talking!"
However, what he didn't know was that his behavior shocked Liu Qingtian.
"He even disdains martial arts secrets like the Yi Jin Jing. He is indeed the boss of Xichang!"
Liu Qingtian admired him greatly, but he also felt more and more happy.
Because the stronger Xichang is, the more help he will get. Wouldn’t it be easy to do something as trivial as killing Zhao Xiaole?!
Thinking of this, Liu Qingtian couldn't help but smile.
"Hmph! What about the second one?"
In the hall, Zhao Xiaole suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued to ask.
He understood that since Liu Qingtian was willing to spend such a large sum of money, he naturally wanted something!
Sure enough, Liu Qingtian immediately bowed and said: "This junior wants to ask the factory boss to kill someone!"
"who?"
"The eunuch beside the prince, Zhao Xiaole!"
"..."
Zhao Xiaole's face turned dark instantly.
He finally understood now that Liu Qingtian had spent so much money just to kill himself!
If I were not the owner of the West Factory, this matter would probably be done!
And Liu Qingtian had no idea that the person sitting in the lobby was none other than Zhao Xiaole himself!
So he still found nothing and said angrily: "The factory owner doesn't know something. Zhao Xiaole relies on being the confidant of His Highness the Crown Prince, so he is arrogant and domineering and arrogant!"
"He usually wanders around the land of fireworks and willows. If he meets a beautiful woman, he will not only take her forcibly, but he will also beat the person who competes with him until his muscles are broken and his bones are broken, which is extremely painful!"
"Not only that, this man is also very masculine. In the capital, dozens of innocent men have been defiled by him!"
"The most egregious thing is..."
The more Liu Qingtian talked, the more excited he became, revealing all the "evil things" Zhao Xiaole had done one after another.
It's just that among them, there are many things that Zhao Xiaole has never done at all, and he has added them in with added fuel and jealousy.
What he couldn't see was that the face behind Zhao Xiaole's mask became darker the more he listened, and the more he listened, the darker it became, and in the end he almost turned into Bao Gong.
What Zhao Xiaole couldn't bear the most was that this bastard actually said that he was a good man!
Damn it!
When did I steal a man? Even if I did, I would still steal a beautiful woman, okay?!
Suddenly, he couldn't stand being slandered by Liu Qingtian anymore, so he suddenly grabbed the gavel on the table and slapped it down.
"Bang!"
"Shut up!"
"Qiang!"
At the moment when Zhao Xiaole was angry, the Dongchang fans standing on both sides pulled out the Xiuchun knife from their waists, and the terrifying murderous intention instantly enveloped Liu Qingtian!
Liu Qingtian, a scholar, where has he ever seen such a scene?
If an ordinary person is targeted by a Xichang fan, he will be scared to death and feel that his death is imminent and his life will not be long.
But now, he is being targeted by hundreds of Xichang fanatics who are filled with murderous intent!
The terrifying killing intent made his mind go blank for an instant, his legs softened, and he fell to his knees with a "pop".