"Damn it!"
Xu Qi 'an cursed under his breath, admitting his bad luck.
He recalled the experience of being bullied by his superiors in his previous life. At that time, he could still say, "I quit!"
The night watchman's rank was strict and he could not use such an extreme method to deal with it.
"You want to bully me? Then don't blame me for fanning the flames in Father Wei's ears." Xu Qi 'an touched his swollen arm in anger.
After gathering the men and horses, they mounted the horses and the night watchman and the day laborers hurriedly rushed to their destination.
The exiled official from the Ministry of Revenue was surnamed Cheng. He had a large courtyard with three entrances and was surrounded by the Imperial Sword Guards.
When the night watchman arrived, Zhu Yinlou unsheathed his saber. The saber flashed and cut the horizontal board of the 'Cheng Mansion' in half.
He waved his hand holding the sword, "Search the mansion!"
The gong and the servants kicked open the middle door and swarmed in.
The servants in the mansion were so scared that they did not dare to breathe. They hid in every corner, the roadside, the garden, and under the eaves.
They only knew yesterday that the master was imprisoned and the mansion was about to use their connections. Who would have thought that such a group of fierce people would come today.
Xu Qi 'an and the other two entered the front hall and were about to go to the backyard when Zhu Yinlou kicked them back.
"The three of you stay here and do not go anywhere. After this, I will search you. If you dare to pocket anything, you will be punished according to the law."
Zhu Yinlou said in a deep voice.
The other gong saw that Xu Qi 'an and the other two were being targeted. Some sneered at their misfortune while others pretended not to see it.
Song Tingfeng was angry but did not dare to say anything.
Zhu Guangxiao, who had always been quiet, also had a gloomy face.
Xu Qi 'an gritted his teeth and chose to stay silent. He could not talk back at this time or he would be beaten up badly.
After watching Zhu Yinlou enter the inner courtyard, Song Tingfeng spat and said angrily, "Stop people from making money. This son of a b * tch without a relationship."
"Sorry, I have implicated you." Xu Qi 'an said guiltily.
Song Tingfeng rolled his eyes. His gaze landed on Xu Qi'an's arm. "I've seen you touch your arm many times. Is the injury serious?"
Xu Qi'an smiled bitterly and rolled up his sleeves. His arms were already red and swollen.
"That bastard is using his Qi?" Song Tingfeng's expression changed.
Normally, when a superior beat up a subordinate, it would at most be a superficial wound. He would never secretly transfer his Qi. Pain and injury were two different things.
It could be seen how narrow-minded that man surnamed Zhu was.
"Just based on this injury, you can sue him. Go back and look for the boss. The boss won't tolerate it," Zhu Guangxiao said in a low voice.
Song Tingfeng glanced at him and shook his head. "Don't cause trouble for the boss."
Although they were both silver gongs, their father was from Jinluo, which was backed by a towering tree. It was not someone Li Yuchun could provoke.
Song Tingfeng continued, "Forget it. Next time you see him, just walk around him. You can only admit defeat."
"I will go and complain, but not to Brother Chun, to Father Wei …" Xu Qi'an rolled up his sleeves.
The so-called house confiscation was different from what Xu Qi'an had imagined. There were no banging sounds. On the contrary, the servants and the gongs were very careful.
The vase in the corner of the study was probably a high-grade porcelain that was worth tens or hundreds of taels. The small table used to place the objects was probably worth a few taels of silver.
Suddenly, the three people in the front hall heard the shrill cries and pleas of a woman.
"What's going on?" Xu Qi'an's expression changed. He turned his head to look at Song Tingfeng. "The document says that only the house confiscation will not be punished."
The document said that the Ministry of Revenue's Manager Cheng's sentence was confiscation and exile. It did not mention that his family would be punished.
In other words, his family would at most be chased out of the residence. They did not commit any crime.
Song Tingfeng stammered, "Maybe the female members of the residence are pretty … they want to play … this kind of thing is common."
"Bullsh * t!" Xu Qi 'an cursed and strode towards the backyard.
In the backyard, the shrill cries of a woman came from many rooms, accompanied by the lewd laughter of a man.
"Bang!"
Xu Qi'an kicked open the door of a room and saw an unfamiliar gong tearing at a woman's dress.
The woman had dignified features and fair skin. Her upper body was only left with a peach-colored dudou. She was crying in despair.
The gong jumped in fright and his expression turned ugly. If he had been a little later, he would have gone crazy from fright. He angrily turned back to look at the door.
Xu Qi'an stared at him coldly and glanced at the waist tag hanging on the gong's waist. "Continue, I will remember your name. I will personally complain to Duke Wei later."
Wei Yuan's name was very intimidating. That gong glanced at the woman and then at Xu Qi'an's gloomy expression. He was a little hesitant after confirming that he was not joking.
Xu Qi 'an ignored him. He seized the time and kicked open the doors of the other rooms, using the same method to scare off his colleagues who were about to do something bad.
"I don't see anyone with the surname Zhu …" Xu Qi'an's heart sank. He did not hesitate and kicked open the last room.
Sure enough, he saw Zhu Yinluo inside.
And he was laughing sinisterly as he pinched a young girl and peeled off her clothes piece by piece.
The young girl did not look very old. There were tear stains at the corners of her eyes. She was sobbing, wanting to cry but not daring to.
In that instant, Xu Qi'an's anger reached its peak. However, he did not act rashly. He only stared at Zhu Yinluo.
"Get out!" Zhu Yinluo's expression was gloomy.
Xu Qi'an did not leave. He stared at a Spirit Ascension expert without any fear and said word by word, "If you dare touch her, I will go to Duke Wei and complain about you."
Hearing this, the young girl's eyes shone brightly like a drowning person grabbing onto a life-saving straw.
The conflict attracted the attention of the other gongs and servants. They stood not far away and looked at the confrontation between the famous little gong and Zhu Yinluo in surprise.
"Fine, you reckless thing."
If it was said that he could not bear to see Xu Qi'an in the limelight before, then now he was angry at him for killing him.
Zhu Yinluo pinched the young girl's neck, lifted her in the air, and strode out of the room.
Xu Qi'an felt the surging Qi. He subconsciously held the hilt of his saber and cautiously stepped back to avoid the sharp edge.
Zhu Yinluo carried the young girl into the courtyard and threw her on the stone table. He turned his head and smiled sinisterly at Xu Qi'an.
"What are you going to do?"
The veins on Xu Qi'an's forehead twitched.
"Ning Yan …" Song Tingfeng rushed over with an ugly expression and held down Xu Qi'an's right hand that was holding the saber. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, you know the consequences …"
There was a hint of pleading in his tone.
Xu Qi'an regained some of his calmness and understood Song Tingfeng's warning.
First, it was a great sin for a gong to attack a Silver Gong. Even if he killed him on the spot, he only had himself to blame.
In other words, Zhu Yinluo dragged the girl to the courtyard and humiliated her in public to provoke Xu Qi'an and force him to take action.
He wanted to kill Xu Qi'an.
Second, how could a Qi Refinement expert fight a Spirit Ascension expert?
His status and strength did not allow it.
Xu Qi'an did not give up and repeated seriously, "If you dare touch me, I will complain to Duke Wei."
Zhu Yinluo laughed wildly and said, "You can complain, but only after I enjoy the little beauty."
Other gongs might be afraid of Xu Qi'an's threat, but he was not.
With a father who was Jinluo's backing, plus he had a sense of propriety, there was basically no trouble or disaster that he could not solve.
So what if he humiliated the family members of a few criminals? It was not a big deal.
Moreover, it was not the first or second time. Every year, there were so many criminals whose families were confiscated and exiled. Even if the female members of the family were not implicated, could they really get away safely?
They had to pay something.
Zhu Yinluo laughed contemptuously and put on a posture to humiliate.
Some gongs turned their heads away, while others whistled and laughed strangely.
The fate that this girl, who had just entered junior high school, was about to face deeply stimulated the soul of the 21st century.
"Let go!"
Song Tingfeng heard the words of his new colleague, and his tone was very soft.
But his expression was so firm and decisive. Unexpectedly, Song Tingfeng took a step back.
Xu Qi'an's eyes were calm, his breath was calm, all his emotions settled down, and he entered the best state in an instant.
He pressed his thumb on the hilt and gently lifted the black gold long knife's handguard, letting it be unsheathed by an inch.
"Clang!"
In the sound of the long knife being unsheathed echoed, Zhu Yinluo burst out, his eyes were fierce, and his move was straightforward, slashing at Xu Qi'an.
He had been ready for a long time.
A violent aura surged over like a tidal wave. Xu Qi'an was like a rock, towering and motionless.
Focus on one point, reach the peak!
"Clang!"
Another sound of the knife being unsheathed.
Everyone only saw a thin thread-like knife light flash, and only saw that Xu Qi'an's hand holding the knife seemed to move.
The slightly straight knife was still in the sheath, and the sonorous sound just now seemed to be an illusion.
Zhu Yinluo stopped moving, his eyes wide and frozen in place.
A few seconds later, the gong in his chest split open, and with a clang, it fell to the ground.
Immediately after, a knife wound split open on his chest, and blood gushed out, splashing on Xu Qi'an's face and body.
In a deathly silence, he fell back powerlessly.
After a while, Song Tingfeng was the first to react. He rushed to Zhu Yinluo's side with a pale face and touched his carotid artery.
"He's not dead, not dead …" Song Tingfeng shouted hoarsely, "Quick, save him, save him!"
The scene suddenly became chaotic. Some of the gong carried out rescue for Zhu Yinluo, transferring Qi and pouring pills. Then they carried him away, intending to send him back to the night watchman yamen for treatment.
Another part of the gong pulled out their knives, and in the continuous clanging sound, they surrounded Xu Qi'an.
The silent Zhu Guangxiao pressed the hilt of his knife, guarding in front of Xu Qi'an.
"Ning Yan …" Song Tingfeng's face was pale, and he squeezed out from his throat with difficulty, "Run."
Xu Qi'an, whose Qi had been sucked dry, shook his head, and his eyes were full of exhaustion. He forced a smile and said, "If I run, what about my uncle and aunt?"
Song Tingfeng was furious. He grabbed Xu Qi 'an's collar and pointed at the girl who was at a loss. He gritted his teeth and said, "Is it worth it? For a girl you don't even know, is it worth it?"
"She's still a child …" Xu Qi'an stared at him, "There are always some things that are higher than life."
He walked out with weak steps, and no one dared to stop him. With every step he took, the night watchmen took a step back.
After ten steps, Xu Qi'an took off his waist tag and saber, and threw them on the ground. Then, he made a gesture that no one could understand.
He looked at the distant sky, raised his hand, and saluted.
After many years, Xu Qi'an's face was once again brimming with vitality when he stepped out of the police academy.
Even though he was bathed in blood.
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