The magistrate's mind suddenly became sluggish, and before he had time to figure out how to answer, Zhao Yilin answered him first.
Mr. Zhao, who had always been decent, suddenly bared his teeth, showing a hint of arrogance and cruelty on his face: "The truth is not important, the important thing is in whose hands it is! How can you see, who has the final say? , The truth depends on whoever!"
Zhao Gongzi looked at Lu Bing contemptuously: "Why, the evidence is as strong as a mountain, do you still want to quibble?" He didn't feel that a trace of danger was approaching. He just focused on enjoying the pleasure of victory. He grinned and said: "You still want to make a comeback. ?Tell you, as long as you have this son, you will never think about turning over again!"
"You still pray, you can live tonight!" Zhao Yilin took a step back and waved his hand: "Are you still not arresting people?"
Lu Bing turned to look at the idle man at the gate of the government office, and then turned to look at the officials holding chains, iron rulers, water and fire sticks, swordsmen, and intending to swarm them... He also smiled.
"Stop... Stop!" The prefect suddenly exclaimed!
The officials who were ready to take action turned their faces in confusion to look at the prefect master who suddenly changed his orders.
Zhao Yilin also turned his head in confusion. He saw the prefect with his hands open, his eyes staring in horror, and his body stiffened.
Looking closer, I found that a small silver pendant was dangling on the chest of the prefect.
There was also a barely visible silk thread, glowing, wrapped around the prefect’s neck, drawing a trace of blood, and the other end was connected to the hand of the young man who killed the Japanese samurai with a throwing knife yesterday.
The young man smiled slightly and said softly: "Don't move around. If you are not careful, your prefects' heads will fall to the ground."
This young man is Yang Sen, and what he holds is naturally Huang Duxian's concealed weapon-the silver meteor.
"What do you want to do! Killing officials and rebelling! This is a great crime to destroy the Nine Races!" The head catcher shouted, "Quickly let go of the prefect, otherwise, the head catcher will kill you thousands of times."
Lu Bing ignored him, and said to Zhu Liu and others: "Get back our weapons."
The head catcher drew his sword to stop, but the prefect yelled like killing a pig: "Let them take it! You want to kill the official!"
The head-catcher had no choice but to stop, and other officials did not dare to move.
Zhu Liu, Yang Sen, Shishi, Liu Biao, and Sun Quan went to the side of the main hall and took back the weapon that was placed there. Wang Zhi also took back the unsheathed Japanese sword.
Stone handed Lu Bing's sword to Lu Bing, holding an iron rod to stand in front of Lu Bing. Wang Zhi also leaned over, a little excited: "Big Brother! Are we going to rebel? I'll be with you! Kill this dog officer first!"
"Rebellion?" Lu Bing gave Wang a strange look.
"Haha! We are deeply favored by the emperor, why should we rebel?" Zhu Liu laughed.
Yes, they are the ruling class and enjoy the privileges of Da Ming. Why do they rebel
Listening to Wang Zhi's silly words, Sun Quan, Dong Hai, and Yang Sen also laughed, and even Liu Biao's mouth showed a smile.
Only Wang Zhi is still in the dark, unable to figure out the situation, and don't know why these big buddies are laughing.
The others present were also a little confused, and were deeply favored by the emperor? What do you mean
Lu Bing asked the catcher to open the shackles for them. The prefect was in Lu Bing's hands. The catcher had no choice but to compromise and open the shackles.
Lu Bing moved his wrists and glanced at the head catcher. The head catcher was staring at him viciously. Lu Bing glanced at the prefect, feeling that the prefect was about to faint.
"Let go of him!" Lu Bing said to Yang Sen with a smile.
With a flick of Yang Sen's finger, the silver meteor disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Lu Bing nodded to Dong Hai. Dong Hai agreed, took a step forward, took out a waist card from his arms, and said loudly: "This official is Jin Yiwei Qianhu Officer Dong Hai! Follow the imperial minister and Jin Yiwei commander, Beizhen Master Lu from Fusi Town to visit Jiangnan! Who dares to be rude!"
Seeing that Yang Sen let go of the prefect, he was about to take the opportunity to take down Lu Bing's head, and when he heard Dong Hai's words, he took a step back in horror, but he didn't know whose foot he had stepped on. He slipped and twisted and sat down. On the ground, dumbfounded, I don't know what to do.
The master prefect clicked in his heart, Jin Yiwei! Thousand household officials! Imperial commission! Beizhen Fusi! Damn...
The prefect became soft and slid under the table following the top mahogany chair.
Everyone present was stunned by the waistband held by Dong Hai, only Zhao Yilin reacted abruptly. He was treacherous, and immediately realized that the big thing was not good, his eyes flashed a bit of cruelty.
Now that this group of people has been offended to death, they can only break the pot and fight!
He suddenly shouted to the outside of the government office: "Someone dare to be disrespectful to the prefect, and pretend to be an imperial servant! Get them down quickly! Kill it!"
He shouted, and ran outside the door.
He knew in his heart that there was only one way to survive!
Kill the imperial commission first, and then think about remedy! It's really not possible, there is still a buffer time enough for them to escape to the sea with their family and escape to Japan!
It is a pity that Lu Bing had already anticipated this hand, which is why he had to get the weapon first, and then let Dong Hai declare his identity.
What he defended was that the prefect and Zhao Yilin would break the boat, and only with the sword in hand, could they be killed to avoid accidental casualties.
He expected that Zhao Yilin would turn back, but he didn't expect the prefect to be directly fainted.
The manpower on Zhao Yilin's side was much easier to deal with.
"Keep the door!" Lu Bing said to the stone.
Stone yelled and caught up with Zhao Yilin in a few steps. When Zhao Yilin stepped out of the main hall gate, he grabbed Zhao Yilin by the neck and brought him back. He waved his hand back to the hall and yelled Zhao Yilin as he fell. Sun Quan stepped on it with one foot and pressed the snatched waist knife against his neck.
Sun Quan looked at Zhao Yilin with some sympathy. He knew the problem with the stone grabbing a person's neck. When he fought with the stone for the first time, he was also grabbed by the stone by his neck and pressed to the ground.
The stone held an iron rod and guarded the gate. With a few sticks, the people who had been swept by Zhao Yilin turned upside down, their heads were bloodied, and they all backed away, not daring to take a step beyond the thunder pond.
The head of Shi's mind flashed suddenly, thinking of the method Dong Hai had just used to frighten everyone, he also learned to shout: "I... my officer is a hundred households of Jinyiwei! The imperial minister, Jinyiwei commander, Beizhen Fusi town governor Make Master Lu's personal guard! Who dares to step forward!... Destroy the Nine Clan!"
Those idlers are mostly local coolies and helpers who ate with the Zhao family. Hearing what the stone said, they saw the giants majestic and majestic. How dare they step forward and retreat one after another, and some even ran away. They didn’t want to do it. Zhao family, take all the lives of your family!