Ma Junwu had been ready for a long time. When he heard the words, he immediately handed the silver bow that Li Mu was used to.
To deal with such a scene, there was no need for special wolf teeth arrows.
The four guards, each holding a quiver full of wooden arrows with feathers, squatted in front of Li Mu.
Li Mu didn't look at them and drew the arrows at will.
Bang, bang, bang.
The vibrations of the bowstring were as dense as drumbeats.
Li Mu's rapid archery shot out like a storm, and the speed was extremely fast. Almost in three breaths, he shot out four quiver.
In one quiver, there were 20 wooden arrows with feathers.
Four quiver, that was 80 arrows.
A burst of exclamation, pain, and wailing came from all around.
Those Wulin masters who wanted to escape with lightness skills, without exception, were shot down from the air by an arrow on their knees. They lay on the ground, grimaced in pain, and could no longer jump.
Li Mu stretched out his fingers and counted very carefully. He was a little disappointed and said, "I shot too fast. I shot three arrows and missed one …"
The three arrows that missed were all shot on the buttocks of a fat man.
And the missed one passed through the head of the old beggar and shot on the stone wall of the arena.
The old beggar gnashed his teeth and said, "Little guy, you must have done it on purpose."
Li Mu smiled and said nothing.
At this time, hundreds of Wulin masters present, no one dared to escape anymore.
There was no way to escape. The archery skills of Taibai County Magistrate were too powerful.
This kind of storm-like archery technique gave off a pressure that was not inferior to that unparalleled slap from before.
Those who tried to escape did not escape.
Wulin masters who were shot in the knees could not use lightness skills at all.
It was impossible to escape.
Resistance?
No one dared.
Even Tie Zhendong, the Iron Hand Holding up the Sky, and Dongfang Jian, the Sky Dragon Sword, were knocked out like ants and put on steel shackles. If they dared to resist, they would probably be chopped into meat paste, right?
Li Mu, the head of Taibai County, was there anything he dared not do now?
Therefore, there was a scene rarely seen in Jianghu for decades — martial arts masters lined up and did not dare to resist at all, waiting for the county government guards to come over, put shackles on their ankles and hands, and then strung them up with long ropes like grasshoppers.
The outlaws who roamed the Jianghu and killed people and set fires at every turn were now as obedient and pure as rabbits eating carrots.
Li Mu suddenly thought of another thing.
"Which one is called Qin Yong?" He looked at the group of captives from the Sky Dragon Triad.
In the crowd, a young man wearing scarlet Sky Dragon Soft Armor and carrying a heavy sword on his back had a change in expression.
He was Qin Yong, the eldest disciple of Sky Dragon Sword Dongfang Jian.
That Qin Yong was a Silver Dragon Disciple, a master of the Sky Dragon Faction this time. These days, he had been very arrogant in Taibai County. But in the battle just now, he just shouted a few slogans in the crowd and then ran away. So, he was not knocked out by Li Mu's big slap.
Li Mu's eyes were sharp. At a glance, he knew what was going on.
"You, come out." Li Mu said.
Qin Yong's expression changed several times, and he was frightened and said, "Big, big … Your honor, what do you want me to do?"
"Big, big, big … big your head." Li Mu said angrily, "You dare to show off in my Taibai County, cut off someone's arm, and hurt Uncle Liang of the tea stall?"
Qin Yong's face suddenly turned pale.
A few days ago, he was so impulsive that he cut off the arm of a bearded martial arts practitioner who talked nonsense at a roadside tea stall, and seriously injured the nosy old man of the tea stall with a palm.
For Qin Yong, this kind of trifle was just a spice in his life.
But now, when Li Mu said it, he immediately realized that he was in big trouble.
"Well … I was drunk that day and was delirious …" Qin Yong stammered and tried to explain.
Obviously, he was quibbling.
Li Mu didn't want to talk nonsense with such a coward.
Clang!
A knife was thrown in front of Qin Yong.
"Cut off an arm yourself."
Li Mu said straightforwardly.
"I … County Magistrate Li, please spare my life …" Qin Yong was so scared that he collapsed on the ground with a pale face. He desperately kowtowed and begged for mercy. The pain of cutting off an arm was unbearable for him.
Li Mu was not moved at all.
On that day, when Qin Yong cut off the arm of the bearded young man, he was so cruel, and seriously injured Uncle Liang of the tea stall. He was even more arrogant and overbearing. At that time, did he ever think about his despicable and cruel behavior?
Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you.
Everything in front of him was karma.
"Go to help him." Li Mu turned to look at Feng Yuanxing.
Without saying a word, the secretary walked over with a steel knife and kicked over Qin Yong, who was scared out of his wits. Then he raised the knife and cut off one of his arms.
"Murderers will be killed."
Feng Yuanxing spat and said, "This arm is the price. Remember, don't bully the people of my Taibai County at will in the future."
The surrounding soldiers and guards were also moved by this.
Uncle Liang, the tea stall owner, had been in Taibai County for many years. The old couple was kind and charitable, and they were very popular. The soldiers and guards often drank his tea. Many soldiers and guards were indignant about what happened that day, but they could do nothing about Qin Yong, the first disciple of Dongfang Jian, the Sky Dragon Sword.
Today, at this time, they realized that the county magistrate did not forget such a thing.
It turned out that the county magistrate also knew Uncle Liang and was more willing to avenge such a small figure like Uncle Liang. This made every guard feel a sense of identity, and also made them respect and support Li Mu more.
Because Li Mu told everyone with practical actions that he cared about these weak people and was willing to draw his knife for them.
"Ah … Ah ah ah …"
Qin Yong howled and rolled back and forth on the ground with blood all over his body.
He felt the pain of the cruelty he had inflicted on others.
And this extremely miserable howl made every Jianghu hero present feel a kind of unspeakable fear, and also completely dispelled all their courage.
In the face of such a powerful, strong and ruthless opponent like Li Mu, the county magistrate of Taibai County, what they could do seemed to be only to obey his will.
After that, everything became simple.
Because Li Mu had ordered before, the county government had already secretly observed and investigated the Jianghu people in the city. Perhaps in terms of fighting, the guards and guards could not compare with the Jianghu heroes who came and went freely, but in terms of orderly operation and collecting information, they were much better.
According to the investigation results of the guards, those Jianghu people who really had justice in mind and did not do evil in the city were directly released on the spot. After a reprimand, they were directly allowed to leave Taibai County and not stay any longer.
As for those outlaws with evil deeds, all of them were mercilessly thrown into prison.
Li Mu was on the spot, and everything went very smoothly.
The chief criminals such as "Iron Hand Holding up the Sky" Tie Zhendong, "Sky Dragon Sword" Dongfang Jian were all strictly guarded, put on the strongest shackles and handcuffs, and put into the most solid and gloomy cell.
"Damn, this little thing … is a little interesting." The old beggar was amazed.
He had traveled a lot, but he had never seen such a unique county magistrate, nor had he seen anyone use this way to deal with Jianghu affairs.
He was simply a weirdo.
"Woof, woof …" The fat yellow and white dog barked.
It also stared at Li Mu with an emotional color that did not belong to a dog. That kind of look seemed to find a new prey.
Suddenly, the big dog shivered all over.
An indescribable sense of panic rose in its heart.
It subconsciously turned its head to look.
In the distance, Ming Yue, the adorkable little girl, had climbed down from the tree. After watching the fun, she was not satisfied and seemed to be a little hungry. She was wiping her saliva while staring at it.
The little loli's gaze was not like she was staring at a living dog, but like she was staring at a plate of hot dog meat that had just come out of the pot, making it shudder.
Suddenly, the yellow and white big fat dog made a strange cry and suddenly jumped behind the old beggar.
The old beggar drew a curve at the corner of his mouth.
His eyes also left Li Mu and finally fell on Ming Yue.
A kind of imperceptible light flashed in the depths of the old beggar's eyes.
That was a very strange look, as if he had found something long ago, and also seemed to be enjoying something comfortably.
But soon, he seemed to suddenly notice something, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He suddenly turned his head and looked to the southeast.
There, under an ancient tree, a blind Taoist with a huge black crow squatting on his shoulder stood silently like a ghost in the shadow.
No one knew when the blind Taoist appeared.
Around him, there were even several soldiers patrolling back and forth, but it seemed that they could not see the Taoist. When their eyes passed by the blind Taoist, they did not focus at all.
At this time, the Taoist was sniffing and searching for something.
The black crow suddenly flew up and hovered over the head of the blind Taoist, making a strange and low chirping sound, as if it was telling something with a strange tone.
But soon, the blind Taoist seemed to be aware of the old beggar's eyes.
He turned his head. His empty eye sockets had no eyes, but he "looked" in the direction of the old beggar.
The old beggar grinned and smiled silently.
He squatted down and let out a loud fart. He gently stroked the yellow-and-white dog and whispered something. Then, without anyone noticing, the man and the dog turned around and left.
The blind Taoist stopped where he was, and his sword-like eyebrows stood up.
He covered his nose, and the expression on his face was a little rich.
Finally, the black giant crow fell on his shoulder again.
"Everything is because of the strong …" The Taoist whispered to himself and turned around. The bamboo pole in his hand made a sound, and he left slowly and steadily step by step.
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