Nightwatcher

"Made!"

Xu Qi'an cursed secretly, thinking he was unlucky.

Recalling the experience of being led to wear small shoes in my previous career in the workplace, I can say one thing at that time: I quit!

There is a strict hierarchy in the yamen of the watchmen, and they cannot be dealt with in such an extreme way.

"You wear small shoes for me, right? Then don't blame me for fanning the flames in Dad Wei's ear." Xu Qi'an touched his swollen arm, furious.

After ordering the men and horses, riding on the horses, the watchman and the white servants rushed to the destination in a hurry.

The Hubu Jinbu whose surname was Cheng who was confiscated and exiled had a large courtyard with three entrances, which was surrounded by sword guards at this time.

After the watchman arrived, Zhu Yinluo drew the knife out of its sheath, and the light of the knife disappeared in a flash, cutting the "Cheng Mansion" plaque in two.

The hand holding the knife waved: "Chase the house!"

Tonggong and Baiyue kicked open the middle door and rushed in.

The servants in the mansion were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe, and shrank tremblingly in every corner, by the roadside, in the garden, and under the eaves.

They only found out yesterday that the master was charged with crimes and was imprisoned, and the manor was about to leave the house. Who would have thought that such a group of aggressive and ruthless people would come today.

The three of Xu Qi'an entered the front hall and were about to go to the backyard when they were kicked back by Zhu Yinluo.

"The three of you stay here and you can't go anywhere. After the end, I will search you. If you dare to enrich yourself, you will be punished according to the law."

Zhu Yinluo said in a deep voice.

The rest of Tongluo saw that Xu Qi'an and the others were being targeted, some sneered gloatingly, and some pretended not to see it.

Song Tingfeng dared not speak out.

Zhu Guangxiao, who had always been taciturn, also had a gloomy face.

Xu Qi'an gritted his teeth and chose to remain silent. He couldn't contradict him at this time, otherwise he would be repaired miserably.

Watching Zhu Yinluo enter the inner courtyard, Song Tingfeng let out a "bah" and said angrily, "This son has no way of getting rich."

"I'm sorry, it's mine that hurt you." Xu Qi'an said guiltily.

Song Tingfeng rolled his eyes, and his eyes fell on Xu Qi'an's arm, "I saw that you touched your hand many times, whether the injury is serious or not."

Xu Qi'an rolled up his sleeves with a wry smile, his arms were already red and swollen.

"Did that dog use the air machine?" Song Tingfeng's expression changed.

Ordinary bosses beat subordinates, at most it is a skin trauma, and they will never take advantage of it secretly. Pain and injury are two different things.

It can be seen how narrow-minded that Zhu is.

"Based on this injury, you can sue him, and go to the boss later, the boss won't bear it." Zhu Guangxiao said in a deep voice.

Song Tingfeng glanced at him and shook his head: "Don't cause trouble for the boss."

Although they are both silver gongs, their father is a gold gong with a towering tree on their backs, which is not something Li Yuchun can provoke.

Song Tingfeng went on to say: "Forget it, the next time I see him walking around, I can only admit it."

I will file a complaint, but it's not Brother Chun, it's Wei's father, Xu Qi'an, who rolled up his sleeve.

The so-called ransacking of the house was different from Xu Qi'an's imagination, there was no sound of ping-pong-pong smashing. On the contrary, Baiyue and Gonggong seemed cautious.

The vase in a corner of the study may be fine porcelain worth tens or hundreds of taels; the small case used to place objects may be worth several taels of silver.

Suddenly, the three people in the front hall heard the woman's sharp cries and pleadings.

"What's going on?" Xu Qi'an's face changed, and he turned to look at Song Tingfeng: "It is said in the document that only the house is confiscated, not even the seat."

In the document, the verdict against the head of the household department, Cheng, was that the house was ransacked and exiled, and there was no mention of family reunion.

In other words, the family members were driven out of the house at most, and they did not commit a crime.

Song Tingfeng hesitated and said: "Perhaps the female family members in the mansion are beautiful, right? It's common for them to want to have fun."

"Shit!" Xu Qi'an cursed, and strode towards the backyard.

In the backyard, the woman's sharp cries came from multiple rooms, accompanied by the man's obscene laughter.

"boom!"

Xu Qi'an approached the principle, kicked open the door of a room, and saw a brazen gong tearing the woman's dress.

The woman had dignified features, fair skin, and only a lotus-colored bellyband left on her upper body, crying in despair.

Tong Luo was taken aback, and his whole face turned pale. If it was later, wouldn't it be frightening? He looked back at the door angrily.

Xu Qi'an stared at him coldly, and glanced at the gong hanging on his waist: "You go on, I remember your name, and I will go to Wei Gong to report in person later."

Wei Yuan's name was very intimidating, and Tong Gong glanced at the woman, then at Xu Qi'an's gloomy face, and confirmed that he was not joking, so he hesitated.

Xu Qi'an ignored him, seized the time, kicked open the doors of the other rooms in the same way, and used the same method to scare off the colleagues who wanted to do something wrong.

Xu Qi'an who didn't see Zhu's surname sank, kicked open the last room without hesitation.

Sure enough, I saw Zhu Yingong inside.

And he was pinching a young girl with a grin, and stripping off her clothes one by one like a wicked play.

The young girl didn't look very old, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, sobbing, wanting to cry but not daring to cry.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an's anger reached its peak, but he was not reckless, but just stared at Zhu Yinluo.

"Get out!" Zhu Yinluo's face was gloomy.

Xu Qi'an didn't want to leave, he was so stage fright that he looked at a master of refining gods, and said word by word: "If you dare to touch her, I will report you to Duke Wei."

Hearing these words, the girl's eyes burst into a strong light, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

The conflict here attracted other Tonggongs and Baiyues. They stood not far away, watching in amazement the little Tonggong who had gained fame confronted Yinluo.

"Okay, something that doesn't know how to live or die."

If it was said that Xu Qi'an was not used to being in the limelight before, then now he is angry with him to kill him.

Zhu Yinluo pinched the girl's neck, lifted her up in the air, and strode out of the room.

Xu Qi'an felt the surging energy, subconsciously held down the handle of the knife, and retreated vigilantly, avoiding the sharp edge.

Zhu Yinluo carried the girl to the courtyard, threw her on the stone table, turned her head, and said to Xu Qi'an with a grinning grin:

"How are you doing?"

The veins on Xu Qi'an's forehead twitched.

"Ning Yan..." Song Tingfeng ran over with an ugly expression, held Xu Qi'an's right hand holding the knife, and said through gritted teeth, "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, you know the consequences."

There was pleading in his tone.

Xu Qi'an regained his composure and understood Song Tingfeng's warning.

First, attacking Yingong by Tongluo is a great crime, and even killing them on the spot is their own fault.

In other words, when the surname Zhu dragged the girl to the yard to humiliate her in public, he was actually provoking Xu Qi'an and forcing him to act.

This is to bring Xu Qian to death.

Second, how does the Qi training realm beat the God refining realm?

Status and strength are not allowed.

Xu Qi'an didn't give up, and repeated earnestly: "If you dare to touch me, I will report to Public Notice Wei."

Zhu Yinluo laughed wildly and said, "You can file a complaint, but only after I enjoy the little beauty."

Other gongs might be afraid of Xu Qi'an's threat, but he is not.

There is a father who is a golden gong, and he has a sense of proportion in his work, so he will hardly encounter troubles or disasters that cannot be solved.

What happened to insulting the family members of several criminal officials?

And, not once or twice. Every year so many criminals ransacked their homes and sent them into exile, even if the female family members were not imprisoned, could they really get away safely?

Always give something.

Zhu Yinluo laughed contemptuously, posing as if to insult.

Some gongs turned their heads away, while others whistled and laughed strangely.

The fate that this girl who has just entered junior high school is about to face has deeply stimulated the soul of the 21st century traveler.

"release!"

Song Tingfeng heard the words of his new colleague, his tone was very light.

But his expression was so firm and decisive, and 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 raised the guard of the black-gold long knife, allowing it to come out of its sheath an inch.

"Clang!"

In the reverberation of the sound of the long knife being unsheathed, Zhu Yinluo burst into flames, his eyes were sharp, and his strike was crisp, and he slashed at Xu Qi'an.

He has already prepared.

The berserk air surged in like a sea tide. Xu Qi'an is like a rock, standing still.

Concentrate and reach the top!

"Clang!"

Another sound of unsheathing.

Everyone only saw the light of a thin line of knife flashing away, and only saw Xu Qi'an's hand pressing the knife seemed to move.

The slightly straight knife was still in the sheath, and the clanging sound just now seemed to be an auditory hallucination.

Zhu Yinluo didn't move, and froze in place with his eyes wide open.

A few seconds later, the gong on his chest cracked and he fell to the ground with a "bang".

Immediately afterwards, there was a knife mark on his chest, and blood gushed out, splashing on Xu Qi'an's face and body.

In the dead silence, he fell back weakly.

After a while, Song Tingfeng was the first to react, and with a pale face, he rushed to Zhu Yinluo's side and touched the carotid artery.

"Not dead, not dead," Song Tingfeng hissed, "Hurry up, save people."

The scene was chaotic all of a sudden, some of the gongs rescued Zhu Yinluo, conveyed the air machine, and dumped the elixir. Then he was carried away, intending to send him back to the beater's yamen for treatment.

The other group drew their knives and surrounded Xu Qi'an with endless clanging sounds.

The taciturn Zhu Guangxiao held down the hilt of the knife and stood in front of Xu Qi'an.

"Ning Yan..." Song Tingfeng's face turned pale, and he squeezed it out of his throat with difficulty: "You run away."

Xu Qi'an, who had drained his vitality with a single knife, shook his head, his brows and eyes were full of exhaustion, and he forced a smile: "I escaped, what should I do with my uncle and aunt?"

Song Tingfeng was furious. He grabbed Xu Qi'an by the collar, pointed at the bewildered girl, and said through gritted teeth, "Is it worth it? For a woman I don't know, is it worth it?"

"She's still a child." Xu Qi'an stared at him, "There are always things that are higher than life."

He walked out frivolously, no one dared to stop him, he took a step, and the guards took a step back.

Ten steps later, Xu Qi'an took off his badge and saber and threw them on the ground. Then, he made a movement that no one could understand.

He looked at the sky in the distance, raised his hand, and gave a military salute.

After many years, Xu Qi'an's face was filled with the vigor when he stepped out of the police academy again.

Although he was covered in blood.

PS: The explosive update is over, I will sleep first, and then update after I wake up.