The Zhang family patriarch's expression suddenly changed.
He changed his fake expression of crying poor and revealed a frightening look, his eyes bursting with strong murderous intent, staring at Shen Tang's gorgeous face... Every word he spoke was as vicious as if it was quenched with snake venom: "Mr. Shen, do you know what you are saying?"
In the eyes of the head of the Zhang family, Shen Tang is already dead.
Shen Tang smiled and said, "Master Zhang, is there a single word I said that was fabricated? Three mu of inferior land can sustain a person, and your Zhang family has over a hundred hectares of good land. This is just the number that can be found. How much more is not found? I'm afraid only you know. With such a family fortune, the tax burden for several years is hundreds of liters! Can you make up for it with just a few words when you went to the funeral?"
After these words came out, even the patriarch's younger brother, who had been obsessed with watching Shen Tang, came to his senses. He immediately snorted in disdain, his face trembling slightly, and threatened: "So, Mr. Shen is here to cause trouble? What about looking for people and borrowing food is all fake?"
"If you were a guest, I would naturally make the bed open for you, but unfortunately you are not!" The head of the Zhang family tapped the table with his fingers, and dozens of servants rushed in from outside the house, drawing their swords with a few swipes.
As if to send the guest out, "Mr. Shen, please come in!"
The blade shines coldly.
The atmosphere in the room almost dropped to freezing point.
This is no longer an attempt to drive customers away.
It is preparing to send the guests to the hell.
Facing the murderous eyes of the two men and the dozens of blades pointing at him, Shen Tang was calm and composed, even smiling instead of being afraid. Looking at the dozen people, he said pointedly, "Of course I'm not here to cause trouble, how can you say such harsh words? It's true that I'm looking for someone, but this person is being persecuted by the Zhang family; it's also true that I'm borrowing grain, but I don't plan to pay it back."
More than just borrowing food...
They also plan to move the land where crops grow.
The head of the Zhang family was so angry that his rage grew several feet high. He had originally planned to get Shen Tang out of the Zhang family's gate and find a chance to let Shen Tang "have an accident" in a few days, just like the Heyin county magistrates in the past. But after this, if Shen Tang was allowed to walk out of the Zhang family's territory upright, the Zhang family would have no place to stay in Heyin!
"You little brat!"
The Zhang family patriarch smashed the low table made of precious wood with his palm, and a turbid scarlet aura came over. It turned out to be the patriarch's brother! Gong Shuwu stood there, motionless, secretly oppressing the dozen servants with his momentum.
The cold sword flashed in Shen Tang's hand.
One strike broke it apart, and the remaining sword energy blew away the roof!
In the darkness, a flash of light appeared.
"Why are you so anxious?" Shen Tang held a sharp sword in his hand, smiling. He had seen people seeking death, but he had never seen people rushing to drink Meng Po soup. As soon as he finished speaking, the broken roof above his head poured down a faint light - it was not the color of the bright moon!
But the Zhang family patriarch was not aware of the subtle difference.
He was so angry at this moment that his reason was about to burn.
Although the Zhang family of Heyin was not the top one in Heyin, they had never been looked at like this for so many years, and they were provoked like this in their own clan. Shen Tang drew his sword and gave Zhang family a very loud slap in the face!
He said: "Go ahead! Kill him!"
At this moment, Shen Tang glanced upward.
"Well, it's time to take action."
As for who was killed
But it’s not up to him to decide!
In the darkness, a barrier of cultural energy that almost blended into the night was bounded by the Zhang clan's land. It rose to more than ten feet into the sky, and then gathered and closed above.
A closed special-shaped cover is formed to isolate the inside and the outside.
If you look from the outside in, you will find that this place is no different from usual, with candles lit everywhere, and it seems like a peaceful and tranquil place.
There was no news of anything unusual.
But what is the reality
Hundreds of strangers in armor rushed out from everywhere.
Either work in pairs, or in groups of five.
There is a literary aura lingering around him.
When the patrolling servants came over after hearing this, they were beaten up by the "bandits" who had ambushed them in advance. These people also specifically attacked their lower parts. Once they were hit by the sharp protrusions on the hanging legs, the severe pain would make them lose their fighting power.
Screams of terror and blood gradually spread.
They were extremely familiar with Zhang's terrain and quickly occupied various checkpoints. When they encountered ordinary people, they would beat them up. If they did not resist, it would be fine. If they resisted, either their hands or their feet would be broken. When they encountered brave warriors or literary scholars, they would cooperate with them in retreating, greet and gather with the people nearby, and then rush forward in a swarm.
Most of Zhang's elite troops were killed in the military camp.
The rest of them didn't stay at home all day, some of them went out to inspect the property and collect debts... In short, Shen Tang came at the perfect time. There were only about 70 or 80 people in the Zhang family, including more than 600 maids, servants, and guards. They couldn't form an effective counterattack against the 800 "bandits" who would stab them with knives at the slightest disagreement.
Of course, the most important reason is the lack of a backbone.
Where is their backbone
hehe-
Shen Tang removed the mandible of the patriarch's younger brother with one hand.
And the head of the Zhang family—
Shen Tang frowned in disdain, took out a handkerchief, wiped each finger carefully, and shouted: "Half a step, are you done?"
"My lord, I have captured him."
The head of the Zhang family, Gong Shuwu, who was wearing a martial armor, was held by the neck like a chicken. His expression was full of anger and fear, and he seemed to have not yet recovered from the attack. It was no wonder that he was so angry. Who would have thought that Gong Shuwu would directly transform into a martial armor, break through the barrier of the cultural energy he had set up with brute force, walk up to him, and slap him in the face.
Bang!
The sound is getting louder.
He was stunned by the palm-leaf fan.
Half of his face was red, swollen and broken.
The gums are loose and the smell of blood and iron fills the mouth.
"How to deal with it?"
He was thrown at Shen Tang's feet like garbage.
His clothes were disheveled and his hair was askew. How could he still look like the arrogant head of the family who had looked down on Shen Tang not long ago
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