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Chapter 150 The famous arrester who is about to die

The officer was furious and slapped him across the face.

Over there, several police officers wearing Huaiqing Mansion uniforms were immediately furious and rushed up making noises.

Each hand pressed the handle of the knife, and the situation was about to break out.

The governor's Yamen officer was always arrogant, so how could he be afraid of the little arrester of Huaiqing Mansion?

Moreover, they still have seventeen or eighteen left, and there is strength in numbers.

Although they were facing horse thieves, their hands were sore and their legs were weak, and they did not dare to step forward and fight.

But facing his colleagues, he was not afraid at all. "Qiang Langlang" drew his sword in his hand and surrounded the remaining five or six Huaiqing Mansion agents in Gaixin.

Jie Guan slowly drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed at the policeman, and said through gritted teeth: "Are you going to rebel?"

"You dare to say that the military salary in the province is none of your business when it's being robbed on your land?"

"The place is not peaceful, thieves are running rampant, and people are robbing money in broad daylight. What do you losers do for food?"

He waved his hand, indicating to his subordinates to put away their weapons, and he also inserted the sword into its leather sheath.

Leng Ran said: "Each of their horses has been saddled with at least two thousand taels of silver. They cannot run fast."

"Less than fifty miles away is Niutoushan."

"When they enter the mountain, let's count them all, wash their necks and wait to die!"

He looked around and shouted: "Brothers, mount your horses now."

"Chase!"

"Even if half of the dozens of us die, they will still have to use up all their arrows and the horses will be exhausted. By then, the remaining brothers will still have a way to survive..."

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes flickering, and their faces full of fear.

Just as Jie Guan was about to get angry, he heard the crisp sound of hoofbeats, and two more horses came from afar on the side road.

He gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "String the bow and unsheath the sword."

"What the hell, everyone move and listen to my orders!"

As if facing a formidable enemy, the officers hurriedly took out their weapons and looked for places to hide everywhere, keeping tight security.

Chen Zican also jumped off the carriage, hid behind the horse, patted the window, and told Kuan'er not to come out.

This car was specially built by Wang Heming for traveling in the world.

The walls of the carriage are sandwiched with iron plates, which are hard to be damaged by swords and arrows and are very strong.

In fact, it would be safer to hide inside, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to see the good show.

Soon, two horses trotted over, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

There is a man and a woman riding on the horse. The man is dressed in black and has a black cloak that wraps his body tightly. He is half-lying on the horse's back, as if he is uncomfortable.

The woman is petite and curvy, wearing a lavender dress and a black gauze covering her face.

Occasionally, the wind blows, revealing a fair and pointed chin.

The two of them walked closer, looking at the mess on the ground, and reined in their horses.

The woman said: "Brother, many officials were killed or injured."

The man reluctantly sat up straight and slowly raised his head. His face was sallow and his eyes were bloodshot.

He asked in a hoarse voice: "Official official?"

"What, what's going on?"

Everyone was speechless.

Suddenly, a government official said hesitantly: "You, you are Taizhou Prefecture, the king - the king's name arrests you?"

The man with a sickly face turned to look at him and nodded feebly: "Do you recognize me?"

The detective almost jumped up with excitement: "Captain Wang, Captor Wang, it's really you!"

"I am Liu Dashan. Five years ago, you came to our Huaiqing Mansion Yamen when you were chasing the flower-picking thief Duan Yulang."

"We caught that guy in the backyard of Du Yuanwai's house, or I led you the way. Do you still remember?..."

Taizhou Prefecture arrests Wang Zhiyuan?

This is a famous figure in the Six Gates. Legend has it that he never failed to pursue murderers and thieves throughout his life.

Even Mo Qiuyu, a lone thief who had been on both sides of the Yellow River for more than ten years and was known as an unparalleled swordsman, was chased to the end of the road. His right arm was cut off at Baimadu and he was captured in Tai'an.

Although Duan Yulang was just a notorious flower-picking thief, his ability to poison and use hidden weapons made people very fearful.

Especially, the six-tube soul-searching needle hidden on his body.

One hundred and eight pieces per tube, as thin as cow hair, are fired with a machine gun, silently, as dense as a torrential rain, able to penetrate leather and soft armor, and are also poisonous.

Countless knights and detectives fell into his hands.

In the end, he was blocked by Wang Zhiyuan in the backyard of the Du family in Huaiqing Mansion, on Mrs. Du's bed.

After the six barrels of soul-searching needles were used up, two palms were chopped off and captured alive.

That battle was witnessed by many government officials in Huaiqing Mansion, and it was said that it was so miraculous.

Wang Zhiyuan stared at his face and nodded slowly.

The captain was almost crazy with joy. He rushed over, grabbed his bridle, and fell to his knees.

He turned around and shouted to everyone: "Kneel down quickly! Everyone, kneel down!"

"The king is here, we are all saved!"

"Quick, quick, let's all ask for the king's name..."

Everyone came to their senses, and several government servants from Huaiqing Mansion also hurriedly crowded forward, knelt in front of the horse and shouted: "Wang Mingzhao, Mr. Wang, please have mercy on our poor brothers and save our lives..."

The dispatchers from the governor's office look at me and I look at you. Of course they have heard of Wang Zhiyuan's name.

At this time, we are already desperate, and we are finally grasping at straws to save our lives. Who dares to let go easily?

Jie Guan took the lead and knelt down, followed by others kneeling on the ground.

Even the injured ones struggled and lay on the ground, begging desperately.

Only Chen Zican stood outside the crowd, looking left and right, standing out from the crowd.

Famous arrest?

Iron hand? ruthless? They don’t look alike!

This man is so sick that the Clay Bodhisattva cannot save himself from crossing the river.

If he said a few more words, he would definitely fall off the horse and die.

Ask him to save you. Are you worshiping the wrong god?

Sure enough, the man covered his chest and abdomen, coughed several times in pain, and said in a hoarse voice: "Is he a horse thief?"

"I've been injured recently, and I'm afraid I've let you down..."

The dozens of officials kneeling on the ground all looked mournful, looking up at him with mixed feelings in their hearts.

It's like seeing a clear spring in the desert. When you get closer, you realize it's just a mirage.

The detective who recognized him first did not give up and nodded vigorously: "Yes, he is a horse thief."

"Wang Mingzhou, you have a keen eye and you are absolutely right!"

"A few horse thieves have robbed the military pay, and the brothers suffered heavy casualties. Please show me a way to survive!"

Wang Zhiyuan pondered for a moment, looked carefully at the body lying on the ground, and finally nodded.

"Several people?"

Everyone was overjoyed and started begging again, but the catcher didn't react: "What?"

Wang Zhiyuan took a breath and asked in a hissing voice: "How many horse thieves are there?"

"Five, just five..." The policeman came to his senses and answered quickly.

Wang Zhiyuan nodded and looked sideways at the woman holding the child: "It's quite pitiful!"

"You should be able to deal with five people. If you can help, please help."

The woman's eyes were calm and unmoved.

"Brother, you are so seriously injured, I won't go!"

Wang Zhiyuan sighed: "We are all brothers on duty. If we run into each other, there is nothing we can do!"

"I'll hold the child while you go."

"This horse's hoofprints are very deep. It shouldn't be able to go far. We'll come back after it's resolved."

"I, it's okay..." After saying so many words in one breath, he couldn't help but cough again.

The woman looked at him worriedly: "What if I meet those people if I am not around?"

"No, I can't leave!"

Wang Zhiyuan's face flushed: "I told you, I'm fine!"

"Go quickly. If we encounter those people, you will be of no use."

"No matter who is here, it's useless!"

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