Chapter 1888

'The people' are really simple.

The requirements are very low.

They do not need gold, silver, wealth or high-ranking officials and generous salaries.

Many times, a word of greeting and a gesture of respect from the top is enough to make them burst into tears of gratitude.

This is Lin Beichen at this time.

The word 'brother' brings tears to the eyes of people in Zhangjia Town.

What's more, in addition to Lin Beichen, the deputy general bureau, there were so many senior officials from the Special Law Bureau showing up to pay homage to Zhang Wei, which can be said to have given Zhangjia Town unprecedented glory.

"Zhang Wei has knowledge, so he can still smile."

Zhang Can sighed happily.

Lin Beichen shook his head and said: "If possible, I would rather Brother Zhang Wei were still alive. This debt will definitely be liquidated by this bureau. I will not let go of any of the enemies who killed Brother Zhang."

Under the guidance of clan elder Zhang Can, Lin Beichen and others arrived at the gate of the Zhang family's courtyard.

Today is Zhang Wei’s first seven.

Therefore, the place is completely plain, with a mourning shed set up in the yard, white lanterns hung, and filled with wreaths and elegiac couplets.

Zhang Wei's wife, dressed in white mourning clothes, knelt in the mourning shed, with tears streaked across her face, and was heartbroken.

She held her infant daughter in her arms.

Beside him stood his fourteen-year-old son.

The son already understood the meaning of death, but he did not cry. He stood blankly in front of the coffin, biting his lip, clenching his fists, and his eyes were blank.

The young girl looked to be only four or five years old. She didn't know much about the cruelty of death. She was wearing mourning clothes and a white hat. She stood on tiptoe and looked at Zhang Wei in the coffin. She said doubtfully: "Mom, didn't you say that daddy sleeps with you?" Are you awake? He slept for a long time this time, why didn’t he wake up? I want my father to take me to Yongxingfang to buy a floral dress, and he promised me."

Someone from the Zhang family came over and said something in her ear.

Zhang's wife was startled, turned to look at Lin Beichen, and subconsciously knelt down to salute.

Lin Beichen raised his hand, and a soft force surged out from the air, quickly supporting her and saying, "Sister-in-law, we don't dare to accept such a big gift."

As he spoke, he took a white cloth belt that had been prepared long ago from the hand of the horseman Ma Han beside him, tied it on his head, and said: "Brothers, come with me to pay homage to Brother Zhang Wei."

Brush brush brush.

Every senior official of the Special Bureau, wearing white cloth ribbons on their heads and with solemn expressions, stood in front of Zhang Wei's coffin.

bow.

salute.

Lin Beichen knelt down on one knee, toasted, burned paper, and lit incense.

"Bro, have a good trip."

He stood up slowly, looked at Zhang Wei who was lying quietly in the coffin with his eyes closed, and slowly said word by word: "I will avenge you, your wife, son, daughter, parents and relatives, I will avenge you." You raise me. From now on, this town will be my second hometown, and the people here will be my relatives."

These words are not a show.

But it comes from the heart.

Looking over Zhang Wei's body, Lin Beichen couldn't help but feel raging anger burning in his heart, and a fierce murderous intention accumulated in his heart.

Because he discovered that Zhang Wei died of cruelty and murder. The body was not complete and had been pieced together. There were many injuries from violence and abuse inside and outside the body, which were covered by the shroud.

One can imagine what kind of cruel treatment he went through before he died.

Lin Beichen took a deep breath and was about to say something

At this time, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air outside.

A soldier from the Special Law Bureau came in quickly and whispered a few words in Lin Beichen's ear.

When Lin Beichen heard this, a murderous intent suddenly appeared on his face.

He secretly sent a message: "If you're here, please send the order, tell the brothers outside not to stop them, and let them in. I want to see what they are going to do when they come here at this time."

"yes."

The soldiers of the Special Law Bureau immediately went to deliver the order.

Lin Beichen and others finished their salutes and were led to sit on a table on one side.

After a while.

There was a noise outside.

It was also vaguely accompanied by angry accusations and curses.

Then messy footsteps sounded.

Then there were some muffled cries of pain.

"Bold, you unscrupulous people dare to block the work of the Tribunal. Do you want your family to be confiscated and your family to be exterminated?"

A majestic and domineering voice came from outside the courtyard.

The reason was like rolling thunder, exploding directly and knocking away some of the Zhang family who were blocking the gate. In an instant, many people in the yard were shocked, their faces turned pale, their legs and feet were weak, and they almost fainted to the ground.

Lin Beichen secretly released a burst of power to protect the spiritual shed and the people around it.

boom.

The door was slammed open.

A group of figures in black armor robes rushed in quickly, taking control of the entire courtyard and surrounding the mourning hall inside and outside.

He is the Dark Reaper of the Inquisition.

The leader is a middle-aged man with a long and thin face, eyes habitually squinting slightly, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity. He is wearing a black robe embroidered with gold, a black scarf crown on his head, and a brocade dragon around his waist. He wore a belt and wore black cloud shoes, and his whole body exuded a sinister and vicious aura.

Judging from his clothes, he is a high-ranking official of the Tribunal.

The official position is not low.

His insidious gaze swept across the entire yard, but did not stop at Lin Beichen. He shouted condescendingly, "Who is talking about this? Come out and talk to me."

Zhang Can glanced at Lin Beichen and saw him sitting there with his majesty and golden sword. He felt certain in his heart. He quickly went up to salute and said with a smile: "I don't know if it is the Lord of the Tribunal who has arrived. I am really disappointed to welcome him from afar. I don't know Lord." Why did you come to Zhangjia Town?"

"Hou Yuyi, the seventh presiding judge of my court."

The horse-faced middle-aged man smiled coldly and said: "Three days ago, this court captured the dish of a traitor who was having an affair with Beichen. After torture, we learned that Zhang Wei from the Special Law Bureau was his accomplice, so we came here to arrest Zhang Wei. Where?"

"Ah? This"

Zhang Can was taken aback and quickly explained, "Sir, there may be a misunderstanding, and Zhang Wei is already dead."

"died?"

Hou Yu glanced at the coffin and sneered: "Who knows if he is pretending to be dead? Come here, drag him out of the coffin!"

Immediately, the Night Reapers from the Tribunal rushed forward, intent on smashing the coffin and grabbing the body.

"Don't touch my dad."

Although the little boy was frightened, he yelled to stop him.

"My dad was just too tired and fell asleep. You bad guys, don't disturb him." The little girl said in a sweet voice.

Zhang's wife cried and rushed forward to protect her husband's coffin.

The other Zhang family members shouted loudly and rushed forward to stop him.

Suddenly, the crowd was excited.

"Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy."

Hou Yu shouted loudly and roared: "You bunch of unruly people, what Zhang Wei committed was treason. The crime is unforgivable. Even if he is dead, his identity must be verified and his body must be brought back to the court. The owl's head was displayed to the public, his bones were crushed and ashes were raised, as a warning to others. As for his family members and children, they were all arrested and sentenced to slavery."

The Zhang family members were horrified, sad and angry.

When Lin Beichen saw this, he finally stood up slowly, clapped softly, and said: "I thought that the Tribunal was still a little bit humane, but I didn't expect that they were all a bunch of beasts inferior to pigs and dogs. This is really... It’s an eye-opener for me.”

A pressure spread out.

The Zhang family members felt at ease in their hearts.

The Night Reapers were each and every one shrouded in terror and murderous intent, as if they were instantly targeted by the God of Death. They were all covered in cold sweat and stood there without daring to move.

Hou Yuyi sneered and said: "Director Li, I know Zhang Wei is your confidant, but as long as treason is involved, let alone being a confidant, even you, Director Li, can't afford it, so you'd better step down. Don’t make the mistake of yourself.”

He had long recognized Lin Beichen.

But still so arrogant.

There must be something to rely on.

However, Lin Beichen didn't care about this at all.

"Today, I have bailed out Zhang Wei's family."

He spoke every word with murderous intent: "And none of you, the trash that is inferior to pigs or dogs, the black-hearted bastards of the Tribunal, can even think of leaving. Now, kneel down and apologize to Zhang Wei's family, relatives and friends."

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