Yipin County Magistrate: Start with invincibility

Chapter 270 I'm Still Greedy For My Beauty
The door of this bank can't be left open, if more money is lost, the responsibility will fall on Qin Feng.

The money belongs to the imperial court, not the prefect of Bincheng. When the time comes, it will not be the prefect of Bincheng who will ask Qin Feng to settle accounts, but the emperor of Da Zhou.

Although Qin Feng came from the future, he was just a small county magistrate in this ancient time. How dare one person fight against a country?
After locking the door, he got up and hurried to the prison in Bincheng.

This Ding Ning is the assassin sent by the eldest prince to assassinate him. Logically speaking, Qin Feng doesn't need to care about her life or death.

Ding Ning failed to assassinate Qin Feng, and has been hiding on the boat, Qin Feng actually knows.

Qin Feng is too lazy to talk to her.It was true that Ding Ning wanted to kill him, but when the two were fighting, Qin Feng also touched him several times, which felt quite comfortable.

They took advantage of all the advantages, and in the end they would kill them. No one would know what others thought, but in Qin Feng's case, it was a bit unreasonable.So Qin Feng rushed to refresh his hands, thinking that if she was honest, he would let her go.If you are really dishonest, if you fight Qin Feng again, you will get rid of her directly.

As a result, Ding Ning didn't make any moves along the way.

On Qin Feng's side, the two have already reconciled.

The prefect of Bincheng was asked to lock Ding Ning up because he accepted the task of the system.

Qin Feng didn't want to investigate the case again, and had to deal with a female killer lurking in the dark at any time. He planned to take her away from Bincheng after the case was cleared up, and then let her go.

Qin Feng didn't want Ding Ning's life yet, if by accident, Ding Ning was killed by the magistrate, he would feel awkward in his heart.

There should have been guards at the gate of the prison, but when Qin Feng arrived, it was empty.

Qin Feng's heart turned cold.

The person who killed Ding Ning might have arrived long ago.

Going straight into the prison, Qin Feng pricked up his ears, but he couldn't hear any sound of close combat.

Qin Feng's heart is not good, he must have been succeeded by those yamen servants, right?

Going deep into the area where mortals were held, Qin Feng didn't meet a single jailer or government servant, and all he saw were the prisoners in the cells on both sides.

These prisoners are shackled by handcuffs and shackles. Their clothes are torn and dirty. The clothes are either mud or blood. Many of them have whip marks on their bodies. It must be very bitter to think about the experience of being imprisoned in Bincheng.

But the state of these prisoners is a bit strange, looking at Qin Feng's eyes, they are very...excited.

"Hey hey, here comes another one!"

"Do you think he can come out?"

"I guess he can't get out."

Qin Feng couldn't help raising his eyebrows twice.

What do you mean?Can't get out?Who can't come out?Could it be the yamen servant who went in earlier?

Walking in with doubts, almost to the deepest point, Qin Feng finally saw those yamen servants and jailers.

On the ground at the door of a prison cell, these people who came to silence were lying all over the floor, at least ten of them.

The scene in the cell was even more amazing. In the middle of the cell, there was a table with a complete set of food and wine.

There was a stool next to it, and Ding Ning sat on the stool with a chicken leg in one hand and a government-style short knife in the other.One leg rests on a stool, and the other leg rests in a footbath in front of the stool.

Behind her, a government servant with a bruised nose and a swollen face was pinching her shoulders, and beside her legs, a man who looked like a prison guard was washing and rubbing her feet.

"Grandma...is this strength okay?"

The yamen servant asked with a shy face.

Ding Ning said indifferently: "Try harder, haven't you eaten? I think you are quite suitable to serve the empress in the palace. If it is really not possible, I will eunuch you and replace you with a stronger one."

"It's time to eat! I'm eating... Don't change it, grandma, don't change it."

The yamen servant immediately increased his strength.

Unexpectedly, after squeezing it, Ding Ning was furious: "Are you trying to squeeze me to death with such great strength? I think you are just impatient! Kneel down!"

The yamen servant quickly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed: "Grandma, I got married after you spared me. Even if you don't think about me, you should also think about my wife. You castrated me, isn't my wife Do you want to be a widow? Why should a woman embarrass a woman..."

"go away!"

Ding Ning kicked him into the air with one kick, and kicked him over with another kick: "Rub rub, I won't talk, are you going to rub off all the skin for my aunt? Wipe my mother's feet after washing it!"

"Yes yes yes... wipe your feet, wipe your feet..."

The yamen servant who washed Ding Ning's feet quickly responded, and when he was looking for a cloth to wipe his feet, he turned his head, and Qin Feng saw that this yamen servant was also quite miserable, his eyes were black and blue, his eyelids were swollen like goldfish, and his eyes were left behind. A seam came out.

How many punches did this guy have to get?How can it be swollen like this?

This big boss in Bincheng is the place where prisoners are held, and the sprayer used to wash Ding Ning's feet is used to fill people's faces with water torture on weekdays.

There is a footbath to wash your feet, but it is hard to find a cloth to wipe your feet. Who would prepare such a thing in a prison?
The yamen servant looked around, but there was nothing there. In the end, he could only turn around and grab the skirt of his shirt to wipe it for Ding Ning.

"Ok?"

Ding Ning glared at him and shrank his feet back.

The yamen servant was stunned for a moment, seeing that the skirt seemed to be a little dirty, knowing it, he quickly lifted the skirt and pulled out the inner jacket: "This dress is newly made by my wife. It is made of good material, clean and warm."

Ding Ning nodded his head: "Mmm..."

Qin Feng looked at this posture - he was worried for nothing.

It is superfluous for him to save people.

This woman is really seductive when she is seductive, and unrivaled when she is tough.

She was different from Wei Quanyou. Wei Quanyou was a blacksmith, and he would kill two or three people with a knife.

Is Ding Ning a killer, or the kind with high martial arts skills, a few yamen servants want to kill her?
Now he is in prison because he was unlucky enough to meet a pervert like Ling Chong, so he was caught.

"Come in, what are you doing standing outside?"

Ding Ning had already discovered that Qin Feng had arrived, and said coldly: "Your surname is Qin, you shouldn't have sent these people here. Even you may not be able to kill me yourself. How could these trash be my mother's opponent?"

Ding Ning casually threw the half-eaten chicken leg aside, slowly put on his shoes, straightened his clothes, and stared at Qin Feng with cold eyes.

Qin Feng sighed and explained: "You misunderstood, I'm here to save you."

"It's the local magistrate who wants to kill you, not me. But it has nothing to do with me. He sent someone to kill you because he misunderstood the relationship between you and me, and regarded you as the official's companion..."

"However, it seems that this trip by the officer is superfluous. I still need to investigate the case, so I will leave first. If you have had enough fun, go. If the officer said to spare your life, I will spare your life. letter."

Qin Feng turned his head and left.

Here Ding Ning is ready to fight hard, and she will speak harsh words, but she knows that she is not a match for Qin Feng.

But Qin Feng left.

"Come to save me? Really or not?"

Ding Ning muttered something, rolled his eyes twice, and suddenly raised his foot and stepped on the servant next to him on the ground: "Are you asking me something, is it true or not? Who is going to kill me?"

The yamen servant hurriedly said: "Really...really, my magistrate sent us to kill you. Be careful, aunt, your bones are about to break."

After hearing this answer, Ding Ning's cold expression softened a lot, and he even showed a hint of joy: "Smelly man... it's not because he is greedy for my beauty."

(End of this chapter)