Man in the Heavens: Rewarding the Good and Punishing the Evil

The soldier's victory is not over. After fighting with the thief for so long, if he doesn't find some money, wouldn't his fight be in vain?

Where does the money come from?

Miao people?

How many Hmong people are here?

How many taels of silver can the Miao people squeeze out?

What use is that little silver?

Hey, why are you with the Miao people?Could it be the same party?

Let's grab it together!

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Just because this kind of thing happened repeatedly, while the common people gradually adapted to it, they also gradually developed a good sense of vigilance.

Those who oppose the government are not necessarily bad people, and those who wear official clothes are not necessarily good people.

When they can watch the fun and when they should run, they can tell in their hearts.

But no matter what, the most important thing is not to fall into the hands of these people. It will be a big trouble if you are really caught.

You know, the official character has two mouths, if you don’t give money, you will become a thief if you are not a thief; if you give money, even if you are a thief, there must be some misunderstanding!

While the Miao people were struggling to persevere and the onlookers dispersed, a young man went upstream and went straight to the center of the battlefield.

This man was tall and slender, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a wooden box slung across his back, and a scabbard hung lazily on his waist, but strangely, there was an iron bar inserted in the scabbard.

This attire is really eye-catching, and countless people who passed him shoulder to shoulder inevitably slowed down to take a few more glances before continuing to run down the mountain.

Of course, there are brave people too.

A middle-aged businessman ran for a few steps, and finally couldn't help but stop and turn around. He kindly reminded him, "Young man, don't go any further. The Jin Yiwei and the Miao people are fighting in front of you. Be careful that the Jin Yiwei will trouble you."

Hearing that, the young man turned his head and showed a standard smile, with eight white teeth clearly visible.

"Thank you bro, I'm looking for them!"

After saying that, he cupped his fists at the merchant, and threw a white thing with a raised hand, which flew several feet and landed directly in the merchant's arms.

The businessman was at a loss, and hurriedly took it in his hand. After a closer look, he found that he was holding a small ingot of silver.

He subconsciously opened his mouth and bit it, and then saw that the teeth marks on the silver ingot were clearly visible, and he sucked in a breath of cold air.

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Li Zongqi had a heartache on his face, and cursed in a low voice: "That donkey Ri's skill is unbelievable, he will kill us as soon as he sees us, none of the brothers I brought can make a move in his hands, If it wasn't for everyone being able to disperse, I would have let him kill me!"

Fang Zongqi horrified: "How is this possible!?"

Two days ago, when the Dugong summoned Zuo Lengchan, he happened to be there, and he also saw the methods of martial arts masters.

Even though that Zuo man was so crazy that he was determined to sweep Ouyang Qianhu's prestige, so as to show his skills in front of his father-in-law, the soldiers who did it didn't suffer any big losses.

Didn't Zuo Lengchan say that although the kid with that surname is not weak in martial arts, at most he is only [-]-[-] with him?

Why did he suddenly become so powerful after two days of absence?

Fang Zongqi was in a trance for a while, still feeling incredible. Several school lieutenants nearby collided with enemy weapons, and the sound of metal and iron clashing came to his ears, and he finally came back to his senses.

He wanted to ask a few more questions, but thinking that he was still in charge of the battle, he glanced at the situation on the battlefield and saw that his brothers still had the upper hand, so he hesitated.

Fang Zongqi grabbed Li Zongqi and asked eagerly, "Brother Li, are you really alone, and everyone else is dead?"

"All dead!"

Li Zongqi had just recovered his breath, and said with a mournful face, "Why did I lie to you about this, is it possible that I can still pay for nothing?"

After getting the exact response, Fang Zongqi's vision blurred, and he suddenly felt dizzy.

He complained endlessly in his heart, secretly thinking that this time he might be doomed, he finally begged Qianhu to let him lead the team, he thought it was a soft persimmon, but he didn't know he had kicked the iron plate.

If I knew this would happen, I shouldn't have let him cross the river to monitor Ma Baihu. Now that there are only Lao Li and himself in Qishan, don't the two brothers take the blame for this?

"Old Fang, old Fang!"

Seeing his friend stunned, Li Zongqi couldn't help calling twice: "What should we do now?"

Fang Zongqi finally came back to his senses, took a deep breath to stabilize his mind: "Anyway, you are leading Lao Zheng's people, and only a few of your brothers died. Why are you panicking?"

Li Zongqi slapped his forehead, and suddenly woke up like a dream: "If you don't tell me, I will forget, all the dead are Lao Zheng's people, and my brothers are here with you!"

Immediately, he patted his chest, pointed at the Miao people who fought with Jin Yiwei, and asked in surprise, "What's going on with you here?"

"Didn't Sentinel say that those thieves are coming to Qishan? I asked the people here before, and there are Miao people on Qishan, and most of them surnamed Lin have hooked up with Miao people—"

In the middle of the speech, he suddenly shut up, frowning as if thinking of something, and after a while, he turned his head and looked at his friend beside him: "Old Li, what do you say after you come here like this?"

General Manager Li was taken aback for a moment, then hesitated and said, "There are more than 20 left, and they are running everywhere. Even if that kid is good at martial arts, if he wants to kill them all, it will take a lot of trouble." Bar......"

"When I ran with you, there were more than 20 alive?"

Fang Zongqi was speechless for a while: "Didn't you say that all the forty brothers died?"

Facing his friend, Li Zongqi didn't dare to say anything, and even argued straightforwardly: "Old Fang, you don't know, that kid is really good at martial arts, and I will die if I don't run away sooner. If you don't believe me, let's wait and see. Old Zheng’s brothers are absolutely dead this time.”

Fang Zongqi opened his mouth, intending to say that this time, the father-in-law is generous and gave the three of us a gun. You have nearly fifty lieutenants, and there are still a dozen firearms.

As long as you have the will to resist, and use up a dozen pistols, even if the kid is made of copper and iron, he can't withstand several rounds of iron wheels.

But he knew that Lao Li had neither ambition nor courage, so it was quite normal to have such a reaction.

In addition, when I want to stand out this time, Lao Li fully supports me. How can I speak vicious words?

Since this is the case, then we can only make a quick decision, first deal with this group of seedlings, and then concentrate all the firearms to guard against that kid.

Glancing at his subordinates who were fighting fiercely, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, and then he whispered to President Li: "Hand me up, let's fight quickly!"

The two have cooperated for many years, and Li Zongqi naturally knew what the other party meant, and without saying a word, he took out the pistol and began to fill it with iron sand.

If before this, Fang Zongqi still wanted to subdue the Miao people and capture the bride alive so that they could cooperate with him, he would have searched for Lin Zhennan earlier.

But after meeting Li Zongqi, he had no such plans.

Whether it was the massacre today or the shattered corpse two days ago, Fang Zongqi clearly realized that with his own ability, it was impossible to deal with this person.