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Chapter 92 Zhangjia Village Bloody Case

Zhang Mingzhi smiled contemptuously and cursed at them: "What relatives are not relatives? Damn, I just care about my future and wealth. If I don't step on you, how can I climb up?"

The constable Zhou Quan on the side didn't say anything, and went up and turned his back to them with his knife and beat them. The villagers who only beat him complained and how could they dare to scold him?

"snort."

Zhou Quan snorted coldly and said to Zhang Mingzhi: "What are you talking about with them? As long as you can make money, what are your relatives?"

Zhang Mingzhi deeply agreed, "Yes, Master Zhou said, these people are my stepping stones."

After saying that, Zhang Mingzhi shouted loudly, "Take it away."

Several yamen runners took the lead, and the followers and gangsters rushed to the road with the arrested villagers.

However, after a few steps, Zhang Jiuyan came, and there were hundreds of villagers following Zhang Jiuyan.

Zhang Mingzhi looked at Zhang Jiuyan who was limping and smiled disdainfully: "Zhang Jiuyan, why do you want to stand up for others?"

Zhang Jiuyan ignored it and just walked towards Zhang Mingzhi step by step.

Zhang Mingzhi held a whip in his hand. When Zhang Jiuyan walked in front of him, Zhang Mingzhi directly called out, and the whip whipped Zhang Jiuyan's face.

There was a blood mark on Zhang Jiuyan's face in an instant, and it hurts sharply, but Zhang Jiuyan did not feel any pain.

Zhang Jiuyan’s parents and sister behind him, but they couldn’t bear it. They wanted to step forward, but were stopped by Liu Zongmin.

Seeing that Zhang Jiuyan did not shout for mercy, Zhang Mingzhi said with another "huh", and another blood mark hit Zhang Jiuyan's face.

Zhang Jiuyan slowly touched the bloody marks on his face with his hands, and his fingers were stained with blood.

At this time, another whip hit Zhang Jiuyan hard in the face.

This time, Zhang Jiuyan was not only beaten on his face, but also left blood marks on his hands.

"snort."

Zhang Mingzhi snorted coldly, "Zhang Jiuyan, how does the whip taste?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Mingzhi waved his whip again and beat Zhang Jiuyan hard.

But this time, Zhang Jiuyan did not let him whip it, but grabbed the whip with one hand.

Zhang Jiuyan grabbed the whip tightly in his hand. No matter how Zhang Mingzhi pulled it, he held it firmly in his hand without moving at all.

Zhang Jiuyan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he shouted loudly, raised his right leg, kicked Zhang Mingzhi hard, kicking him backwards and to the ground.

This kick shocked everyone, and everyone looked at Zhang Jiuyan and his right leg incredibly.

Everyone was surprised. Isn’t Zhang Jiuyan’s right leg lame? Why is it now?

Zhang Jiuyan pulled out a kitchen knife from his waist and walked towards Zhang Mingzhi step by step. The strong hatred on his body caused a huge pressure, which was enough to suffocate.

"You, you,, you are not lame."

Zhang Mingzhi was extremely frightened and wanted to get up, but his feet were out of control. He climbed halfway through several times, but his feet were weak and fell to the ground.

Zhang Jiuyan walked up to Zhang Mingzhi, looked at him, and said coldly: "Puncture me three times, whip me three times, and you will be able to kill you for life, and you will not lose."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jiuyan shouted loudly, raised the kitchen knife and slashed directly at Zhang Mingzhi.

"ah,"

With a scream, blood splattered three feet away. Zhang Jiuyan slashed Zhang Mingzhi's throat with a knife. Finally, the kitchen knife was stuck at his collarbone and could not be taken out.

Zhang Jiuyan was so fierce that he kicked Zhang Mingzhi hard at the collarbone. This was to pull out the kitchen knife. At this time, Zhang Mingzhi was already dead and could not die again.

Quiet, dead quiet, everything is like being fixed at this moment.

Everyone looked at the bloody scene in front of them incredibly, and no one expected that Zhang Jiuyan would kill people in public.

However, this was just the beginning. Zhang Jiuyan did not stop, but shouted at Liu Zongmin, "Zongmin, take action."

"Yes, brother."

Liu Zongmin agreed, took out the short axe hidden inside from his waist with his back hand, and killed the two Zhang Mingzhi gangsters who were walking a few steps away in front.

The two gangsters were stunned by Zhang Jiuyan. Before they could react, they were killed by Liu Zongmin from behind and died immediately on the spot.

Zhang Jiuyan also faced the yamen runners and gangsters next to him, and they also killed them in a row.

"Murder, rebel,"

The gangsters and yamen runners, how dare they fight against Zhang Jiuyan? Liu Zongmin fights to the death, and they all flee on their own.

This time, the detective Zhou Quan was invited by Zhang Mingzhi to suppress the situation. He thought it was a good man who made money, but he didn't expect that he met Zhang Jiuyan and suddenly broke out and slashed and slashed.

Even though he had many lives in Zhou Quan's hands, he was still very scared.

This is what people often say that people are afraid of being tough, and those who are hard are afraid of being desperate.

Now everyone knows that Zhang Jiuyan and Liu Zongmin are desperate, and they want to kill each other before they die to get a happy life.

So Zhou Quan didn't dare to fight at this time, and just fled with the goal of seizing the way.

Zhang Jiuyan obviously did not intend to let him go, so he chased him quickly. After killing the two gangsters, he chased Zhou Quan.

Seeing that Zhou Quan was fast, Zhang Jiuyan could not catch up, and when he became ruthless, Zhang Jiuyan used all his strength to throw it over.

A sharp "huh" sound cut through the sky, and the kitchen knife slashed Zhou Quan's back, covered in blood, and Zhou Quan fell to the ground.

Zhou Quan knew that Zhang Jiuyan would kill him, so he had no way out at this time. He pulled out the sword from his waist, roared, and got up to kill Zhang Jiuyan.

Zhang Jiuyan calmly stepped forward steadily, kicked all his sword away with one kick.

Then Zhang Jiuyan kept jumping in the air again, and a big fist hit Zhou Quan's face, which made him fall to the ground and unable to get up.

Zhang Jiuyan picked up Zhou Quan's waist knife on the ground and held it in his hand. He looked at Zhou Quan with his eyes full of fierce light.

Zhou Quan was so scared that he shivered all over, "Yan, Brother Yan, I have no big grudges and you, let me go, let me go."

"Let you go?"

Zhang Jiuyan sneered, "Whether you are allowed to go, the King of Hell has the final say. All I can do is send you to see the King of Hell."

After saying that, Zhang Jiuyan waved his knife and slashed it away.

With a "swish", the blade passed by, and a red line was left in Zhouquan's throat, and then a large stream of blood gushed out, twitching for a while, and he died.

After killing Zhou Quan, Zhang Jiuyan went to work with Liu Zongmin to chase and kill other yamen runners and gangsters.

As soon as these people were caught up, Zhang Jiuyan and Liu Zongmin showed mercy and cut them off.

With such a slash, there were nine people who died in the hands of Zhang Jiuyan and Liu Zongmin.

Seven people including Zhang Mingzhi, and two other constables, including Zhou Quan, were killed on the spot.
Chapter completed!
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