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"No, anyway, as for where those soldiers want to live, you can do it yourself. I can't do anything about it anyway." The fat treasurer said, and was about to use his body to knock open the two soldiers blocking the door and go in.

As a result, two soldiers drew their swords and blocked them.

Xie Yuan raised his chin and asked loudly:

"I'm going to find a way? If I need to find a way, what else do you need to do? ... I'll want it now, right now!"

"No!" The fat treasurer shook his sleeves and pushed back fiercely, saying, "General Jie, I know you don't take us minor officials seriously, but don't bully people too much. My father is a first-rank official!"

Xie Yuan sneered when he heard this:

"What did you mention about your father? Your father is a first-class official. Does it have anything to do with whether you can do your own job well?"

Xie Yuan said, his eyes shook for a moment, walked forward a few steps, looked around the back of the fat treasurer, and said with disgust:

"It probably has something to do... Because your father is a first-class official, he dares to be a corpse and not do anything, right?"

The fat treasurer looked sideways, feeling a little chilling behind his spine, and hums with a low breath.

I don’t know if he was accused or... because he was too scared and didn’t think of refuting.

Xie Yuan suddenly stopped and shouted at the team of soldiers standing next to him:

"Come here, press him down and beat him forty military sticks!"

Her tone became too sudden, and suddenly she changed from the tone of ordinary speaking to the momentum of giving orders with decisive orders, which scared the fat securities trembled.

But before he could react, two strong soldiers wearing armor came up, clamping him on one side. He slapped his arm back, kicked the back of his knee joint, and lifted him to the ground.

The fat treasurer was too fat, and even the dust on the ground suddenly fell off, almost choking him to suffocate.

He raised his head in the dust as much as possible, and saw two more soldiers coming out from the opposite side, one of whom carried a torture stick in his hand.

When I got closer, I stood up to the ground, and a "bang" sound was trembling.

The fat stockholder was scared and quickly turned his head, searched for Xie Yuan's figure, and cried:

"My father is a first-class official, my father is a first-class official! You are not afraid of offending him, you really dare to fight..."

Xie Yuan walked to his side and stood still. A pair of soap boots fell in front of him. He looked down at him from a high point and said lightly:

"When fighting, use more energy. Such thick meat will definitely resist beating."

"yes!"

The two personal soldiers holding the staff responded in unison, with a loud and straightforward voice. They took the guy and headed behind his butt.

He didn't even give the fat treasurer a chance to breathe, so he immediately swung the murderous staff in his hand.

"Ah~Ahhhh!"

Suddenly, a series of screams resounded across the street, as if they were about to vomit their lungs. Even the people in the distance couldn't help but open the door, looked at the place where the sound came from, and saw what was going on.

When did the fat treasurer suffer such pain? He almost rolled his eyes and pouted. He bit his tongue in panic. Bloody nose and saliva flowed down his mouth to the ground. He was so scared that he thought he was going to die. He shouted quickly:

"Yes! Yes! Yes! I have a tent, a tent! Stop hitting... Woo woo woo woo..."

When Xie Yuan heard this, he raised his hand and stopped the execution.

She gave a wink, and the two soldiers escorting him and lifted him up.

The two personal soldiers were strong and looked like people who were trying their best. They tried hard to catch the fat treasurer as if he was carrying pork.

But his legs were stumbled on the ground, as if he couldn't stand up, and he was soft. In the end, he could only kneel down, but still kneel with his butt sticking out. His screams were so bad that he was completely different from his domineering appearance just now...
Chapter completed!