Chapter 102: Chapter 102: Something Higher Than Life

Chapter 102: Chapter 102: Something Higher Than Life"Damn it!"

Xu Qi'an cursed inwardly, thinking that he was unlucky.

He recalled the experience of being bullied by his boss in his previous career. At that time, he could still say: I quit!

The night watchman's office has a strict hierarchy, and he cannot be dealt with in such an extreme way.

"You are bullying me, right? Then don't blame me for fanning the flames in Dad Wei's ear." Xu Qi'an touched his swollen arm, furious.

After gathering the men and horses, the night watchmen and the white servants rushed to their destination in a hurry.

The man from the Ministry of Revenue, Jinbu, who was confiscated and exiled, was named Cheng. He had a large courtyard with three entrances, and was now surrounded by the Imperial Sword Guards.

After the night watchman arrived, Zhu Yinluo drew his sword out of its sheath, and the sword flashed, cutting the "Cheng Mansion" plaque in two.

The hand holding the sword waved: "Search the house!"

The copper gong and the white servants kicked open the middle door and swarmed in.

The servants in the mansion were so scared that they dared not breathe. They huddled in every corner, on the roadside, in the garden, and under the eaves.

They only knew yesterday that the master was imprisoned for a crime, and the mansion was about to use connections, but who would have thought that such a group of aggressive and ruthless people would come today.

Xu Qian'an and the other two entered the front hall and were about to go to the backyard, but were kicked back by Zhu Yinluo.

"You three stay here and can't go anywhere. After the end, I will search you. If you dare to embezzle, you will be punished according to the law."

Zhu Yinluo said in a deep voice.

The other Tongluo saw that Xu Qian'an and the other two were targeted. Some sneered with gloating, and some pretended not to see it.

Song Tingfeng dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Zhu Guangxiao, who was always taciturn, also had a gloomy face.

Xu Qian'an gritted his teeth and chose to remain silent. He couldn't contradict at this time, otherwise he would be punished badly.

Watching Zhu Yinluo enter the inner courtyard, Song Tingfeng snorted and said angrily: "You are ruining someone's financial resources. You are a son without a son." S~eaʀᴄh the Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"I'm sorry. It's my fault that you got into trouble." Xu Qiyan said with guilt.

Song Tingfeng rolled his eyes and looked at Xu Qiyan's arm. "I saw you touched your hand many times. Is the injury serious?"

Xu Qiyan rolled up his sleeves with a wry smile. His arm was already red and swollen.

"Did that bastard use Qi?" Song Tingfeng's face changed.

When ordinary bosses beat their subordinates, at most they would have skin injuries. They would never secretly pass Qi. Pain and injury are two different things.

It can be seen how narrow-minded the man surnamed Zhu is.

"Just based on this injury, you can go and sue him. Go back to the boss. The boss will not tolerate it." Zhu Guangxiao said in a deep voice.

Song Tingfeng glanced at him and shook his head: "Don't cause trouble for the boss."

Although they are both silver gongs, his father is a gold gong, with a towering tree behind him, and Li Yuchun can't afford to offend him.

Song Tingfeng continued: "Forget it, next time you see him, just walk around him, you can only admit defeat."

I will go to complain, but not to Brother Chun, but to Father Wei... Xu Qi'an rolled up his sleeves.

The so-called house search was different from what Xu Qi'an imagined, there was no ping- pong smashing sound. On the contrary, the white servants and copper gongs seemed cautious. The vase in a corner of the study may be a fine porcelain worth dozens or hundreds of taels; the small table used to place objects may be worth several taels of silver.

Suddenly, the three people in the front hall heard the woman's sharp cries and pleadings. "What's going on?" Xu Qi'an's face changed, and he turned to look at Song Tingfeng: "The document says that only the house will be confiscated, but not implicated."

The document's verdict on the Ministry of Revenue's Cheng Zhushi was to confiscate the house and exile, but did not mention implicate the family members.

In other words, the family members were at most driven out of the mansion, and they did not commit any crime.

Song Tingfeng stammered: "Maybe the women in the mansion are beautiful... they want to play... this kind of thing is common."

"Bullshit!" Xu Qi'an cursed and strode to the backyard.

In the backyard, the sharp cries of women came from multiple rooms, accompanied by the lewd laughter of men.

"Bang!"

Xu Qi'an kicked open the door of a room based on the principle of proximity, and saw a Tongluo who was unfamiliar with the woman tearing off her dress.

The woman had dignified features and fair skin, with only a lotus-colored bellyband on her upper body, crying desperately.

Tongluo was startled and his face turned pale. If it was any later, he would be frightened to death. He turned back to look at the door angrily.

Xu Qian'an stared at him coldly and glanced at the badge on Tongluo's waist: "Go on, I'll remember your name. I'll go to Wei Gong to file a complaint later."

Wei Yuan's name was very intimidating. Tongluo glanced at the woman and then at Xu Qian'an's gloomy face, confirming that he was not joking, so he hesitated.

Xu Qian'an ignored him and hurriedly kicked open the doors of several other rooms in the same way, scaring off his colleagues who wanted to do something wrong in the same way.

I didn't see the surname Zhu... Xu Qian'an's heart sank, and without hesitation, he kicked

open the last room.

Sure enough, he saw Zhu Yinluo inside.

And he was pinching a girl with a grin, stripping her clothes one by one with evil taste.

The girl was about twelve or thirteen years old, with tears in her eyes, sobbing, wanting to cry but not daring to.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an's anger reached its peak, but he was not reckless, just staring at Zhu

Yinluo.

"Get out!" Zhu Yinluo's face was gloomy.

Xu Qi'an didn't get out, he looked at a master of the Refining Spirit Realm without any stage fright, and said word by word: "If you dare to touch her, I will go back to Wei Gong to sue

you."

Hearing this, the girl's eyes burst into a strong light, like a drowning person grabbing a life- saving straw.

The conflict here attracted other copper gongs and white servants. They stood not far away, looking at the rising little copper gong and silver gong in surprise.

"Okay, you don't know what's good for you."

If it was said that he couldn't stand Xu Qi'an's limelight before, now he was angry with him

and wanted to kill him.

Zhu Yinluo grabbed the girl's neck, lifted her up in the air, and strode out of the room.

Xu Qi'an felt the surging energy, subconsciously pressed the handle of the knife, stepped back cautiously, and avoided the sharp edge.

Zhu Yinluo carried the girl to the yard, threw her on the stone table, turned his head, and said

to Xu Qi'an with a grin:

"What are you going to do?"

The veins on Xu Qi'an's forehead jumped.

"Ning Yan..." Song Tingfeng ran over with an ugly face, held down Xu Qi'an's right hand that was holding the knife, and gritted his teeth and said: "Don't be impulsive, don't be

impulsive, you know the consequences..."

There was a pleading tone in his tone.

Xu Qi'an regained some calmness and understood Song Tingfeng's warning.

First, it was a serious crime for Tongluo to attack Yinluo, and even if he killed her on the spot,

it was his own fault.

In other words, Zhu dragged the girl to the yard and humiliated her in public, which was

actually provoking Xu Qi'an and forcing him to take action.

This is to kill Xu Qi'an.

Second, how can a Qi training realm fight a spirit training realm?

Status and strength do not allow it.

Xu Qi'an did not give up, and repeated seriously: "If you dare to touch me, I will complain to

Wei Gong."

Zhu Yinluo laughed wildly and said: "You can go and complain, but you have to enjoy the little

beauty."

Other copper gongs may be afraid of Xu Qi'an's threats, but he is not afraid.

With a father who is a gold gong to back him up, and with his own sense of propriety, he will basically not encounter unsolvable troubles or disasters.

What's wrong with humiliating a few families of criminal officials? It's not a big deal.

Moreover, it's not the first or second time. Every year, so many criminal officials are confiscated and exiled. Even if the female family members are not implicated, can they really

get away safely?

Something must be paid.

Zhu Yinluo laughed contemptuously and posed to humiliate.

Some copper gongs turned their heads away, while others whistled and laughed strangely.

The fate that this girl who had just entered junior high school was about to face deeply

stimulated the soul that traveled from the 21st century.

"Let go!"

Song Tingfeng heard the words of his new colleague, and his tone was very light.

But his expression was so firm and resolute that Song Tingfeng took a step back.

Xu Qiyan's eyes were calm, his breath was calm, and all his emotions settled down. He entered

the best state in an instant.

He pressed the thumb of the hilt and gently lifted the guard of the black gold long sword,

letting it come out of the sheath an inch.

"Clang!"

As the sound of the long sword coming out of the sheath echoed, Zhu Yinluo suddenly rose up,

his eyes were sharp, and he made a decisive move, slashing at Xu Qiyan with a knife.

He had been prepared for a long time.

The violent aura surged like a tide. Xu Qiyan was like a rock, standing still.

Focus on one point and reach the pinnacle!

"Clang!"

Another sound of coming out of the sheath.

Everyone only saw a flash of knife light like a thin line, and only saw Xu Qi'an's hand seemed

to move.

The slightly straight knife was still in the sheath, and the clanging sound just now seemed to

be an illusion.

Zhu Yinluo did not move, and his eyes were wide open and he froze in place.

A few seconds later, the copper gong on his chest cracked and fell to the ground with a

"clang".

Then, the knife mark on his chest cracked, and blood gushed out, splashing on Xu Qi'an's face

and body.

In a dead silence, he fell backwards powerlessly.

After a while, Song Tingfeng was the first to react. He rushed to Zhu Yinluo with a pale face

and touched his carotid artery.

"Not dead, not dead..." Song Tingfeng shouted hoarsely: "Hurry up and save him, save him."

The scene was in chaos, and some copper gongs rescued Zhu Yinluo, transported qi, and poured elixirs. Then they carried him away, intending to send him back to the night watchman's office for treatment.

Another group drew their swords, and surrounded Xu Qiyan with a continuous clanging

sound.

The taciturn Zhu Guangxiao held down the hilt of the sword and protected Xu Qiyan.

"Ning Yan..." Song Tingfeng's face turned pale, and he squeezed out from his throat with difficulty: "Run away."

Xu Qiyan, whose energy was drained by the sword, shook his head, his eyebrows were full of fatigue, and he forced a smile: "If I run away, what will happen to my uncle and aunt." Song Tingfeng was furious. He grabbed Xu Qiyan's collar, pointed at the bewildered girl, and gritted his teeth and said: "Is it worth it? For a woman you don't know, is it worth it?" "She's still a child..." Xu Qiyan stared at him: "There are always some things that are higher

than life."

He walked out with a shaky step, and no one dared to stop him. He took a step forward, and

the night watchmen took a step back.

Ten steps later, Xu Qiyan took off his badge and sword, threw them on the ground, and then

he made a move that no one could understand.

He looked at the sky in the distance, raised his hand, and saluted.

After many years, Xu Qiyan's face was once again filled with the vigor he had when he stepped

out of the police academy.

Even though he was covered in blood.