Martial Arts: Opening Awakening

Chapter 61 You Guess
"This bone does not prove that the roast chicken is yours, let alone that we robbed you." Jiang Nan said with a smile.

"I still have evidence!"

Young Master Zhou gritted his teeth: "In my package, besides the roast chicken and sesame seed cakes, there is also a stack of bank notes."

Now that the matter has come to this point, Mr. Zhou intends to smash the jar.

He didn't believe that these police officers, after hearing about the banknotes, could bear not to do anything to these "troublemakers".

As for whether the police will kill him, the owner of the bank note, after they find the bank note, that's no longer a concern.

Besides, Mr. Zhou dared to travel alone with a huge sum of money, and he also had his own confidence.

Mr. Zhou's own martial arts cultivation has also reached the eighth-rank inner breath realm.

Perhaps he couldn't compare to Ju Butou, who had rich experience in actual combat, and he was still confident in escaping his life while he was unprepared.

After escaping, tell my uncle who is studying politics... Heh!
Sure enough, after hearing that there was still "a stack of bank notes", the eyes of Ju Butou and his subordinates all lit up.

You know, the smallest denomination of bank notes is 100 taels.

How many "a stack" of banknotes will there be?

Some police officers even quietly curled their fingers.

"Hey. Take out all your belongings and let the head catcher see if there is any banknote that Mr. Zhou lost?"

Ju Butou's long knife flickered, and with the tip of the knife, he passed the three people in Jiangnan one by one.

"Don't worry. I have been working in Qi County for many years, and the people are well-known. I will never wrong a good person, and I will never let a bad person go."

"As long as you don't have the bank notes that Mr. Zhou lost, I will let you go immediately."

"But if you dare to hide it privately and don't take out all the things on your body, when the head catcher finds it himself, don't blame the head catcher's knife for denying people!"

As Ju Butou said, he waved the long knife in his hand, and the wind of the knife roared.

"What is a bank note? Can it be eaten?" Xiong Er asked Lao Cai beside him curiously.

Lao Cai's face changed slightly.

Jumping up, he slapped Xiong Er's mouth with a slap, and cursed: "You foodie, you only know how to eat and eat! Why didn't you get stuffed to death?"

Seeing that Xiong Er closed his mouth full of grievances, Lao Cai let out a long breath.

After all, Lao Cai has lived a long time and has a lot of experience.

Although I have never seen a bank note, I know the existence and usefulness of a bank note.

As soon as these people talked about it, they immediately understood that the pile of "waste paper" sent to Jiangnan was probably the legendary bank note.

Fearing that Xiong Eryi was not careful, he would slip up, so he made Xiong Er shut his mouth on the excuse of beating someone.

Lao Cai quietly glanced at Jiangnan, secretly worried.

I'm afraid that the bank notes in Jiangnan's arms will be found by these officials.

Lao Cai originally had good intentions and wanted to give this "superior" who taught Xiong Er some things that scholars could use, but unexpectedly he implicated him in the robbery.

Jiang Nan naturally saw Lao Cai's anxiety.

I sighed from the bottom of my heart.

He raised his head and looked indifferently at Ju Butou who was about to move:

"The law of the Great Zhou, if there is no conclusive evidence, you must not be violent against scholars. Master catcher, do you really want to search me?"

"Hey. The law is dead, but man is alive. To prove your innocence, it is natural to search."

After Ju Butou finished speaking, he deliberately added a sentence: "As the saying goes, the orders of the emperor abroad will not be accepted, but this Butou is also based on the actual situation and flexibly enforces the law."

"Well, everything is for the prosperity and stability of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

At the end, Ju Butou shouted a slogan with a holy face.

"alright, you win."

Jiang Nan rolled his eyes angrily.

Ju Butou thought that Jiang Nan had compromised, and felt proud, he turned his head and shouted at the fast catcher behind him: "What are you still doing right now? Come down quickly and check to see if there is anything missing by Mr. Zhou."

While speaking, he jumped off the horse first.

The other seven arresters did not dare to be negligent, and dismounted one after another and approached the Jiangnan trio.

"I checked everything carefully, and in the carriage, on the roof of the carriage, under the wheels... in the surrounding grass, don't let go of any suspicious corners!"

"Yes!"

The seven arresters agreed in unison, with sly smiles, and stretched out their claws.

Such a good thing, according to past experience, after the thing is done, it is inevitable that they, the subordinates, will inevitably share the benefits.

Naturally itchy.

Xiong Er was tall and strong, and looked the most threatening. Six of the seven policemen surrounded Xiong Er, and the remaining one went to the old man with a gray beard.

Ju Butou went to the scholar Jiangnan in person.

"Take it out yourself. It would be humiliating for Ben to catch the head..."

Before Ju Butou finished his sentence, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes, his throat hurt, and he lost consciousness.

After Jiang Nan killed Ju Butou, the long sword in his hand didn't stop.

"Swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe!"

Seven beeps.

The seven catchers also followed in Ju Butou's footsteps, and fell into a pile like an arhat.

Dealing with this kind of ordinary catch is like an old farmer harvesting crops for the current Jiangnan, but it is just a repetition of actions.

The reason why they had to wait for all these people to get off their horses was just because they were afraid that some fish that slipped through the net would run away and it would be troublesome to chase them.

In fact, at the beginning, Jiangnan didn't want to kill these officials.

After all, killing an official is more likely to be targeted by the Zhen Fusi than killing ordinary people.

Therefore, they are talking about evidence, talking about Zhou Lv, and wasting a lot of talking, trying to use their status as "scholars" to make these arresters retreat on their own.

But money is touching!
After hearing that there was a "stack of banknotes" in the package, these policemen couldn't help but search their bodies forcibly, no matter what the law of scholars was.

Therefore, in the end, Jiangnan could only send them on the road.

because.

Even if the compromise continues, once the banknotes are found, it will be impossible to escape the end of being silenced.

10 taels of silver is enough to drive these arresters whose monthly salary is only two or three taels of silver completely crazy!
Since there is no way to avoid it, it is best to act first.

The opportunity has already been given, and these greedy people are courting their own death.

Jiangnan received his sword.

Turn your head.

He looked at Mr. Zhou, who was sitting on the horse, covered in chaff.

Behind them were Xiong Er and Lao Cai who were equally stunned.

"you you you……"

Mr. Zhou straightened his tongue when he couldn't bear it: "How dare you kill the official! You have caused a catastrophe, do you know it?!"

"Who saw it?" Jiang Nan asked lightly.

"I……"

Mr. Zhou just said the word "I", and immediately realized that he would urge the horse to flee as soon as he pulled the rein.

Unexpectedly, in panic, he exerted too much force and pulled the horse in pain.

The horse was frightened, its hooves were raised high, and the man stood up, directly overturning Mr. Zhou and falling to the ground.

Holding the blood-stained long sword, Jiangnan slowly approached Mr. Zhou who was struggling to get up, stepped on one of Mr. Zhou's palms, and asked lightly:

"Young Master Zhou, what do you want to do? Are you kneeling down and begging for mercy?"

"You...you...my uncle is Xuezheng, a senior official of the imperial court. You can't kill me! If you kill me, my uncle will not let you go."

Mr. Zhou was lying on the ground, his teeth chattering, and he made a threatening voice.

"You speak uncle, uncle, shut your mouth. Could it be that your Zhou family, apart from your uncle, has no other person who can scare people?"

Jiang Nan asked curiously, "Where's your father? Is he dead?"

"Your father is..."

Instinctively, Mr. Zhou wanted to turn back. Seeing Jiangnan's cold eyes, he woke up suddenly, and quickly covered his cheap mouth with his other hand.

Rescued: "My father has thirteen concubines and more than 20 children, so he doesn't care about my life or death."

"Only my uncle is the one who really treats me well." Mr. Zhou sighed.

"There must be a story in it!" Jiang Nan thought.

But it's not easy to ask again.

After all, it may involve the privacy of big families.

"Then let me ask you, what do you want to do with so many banknotes?"

Young Master Zhou's eyes widened: "Is my bank note in your hand?"

"It's my banknote." Jiang Nan corrected.

Mr. Zhou choked.

He clenched his fist subconsciously, then let it go quickly.

He said pitifully: "I said, can you spare my life?"

"you guess!"

(End of this chapter)