Chapter 389 Crime of Head Killing?

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Zhao Laosan slowly collapsed, and his blank eyes suddenly became extremely surprised and round.

Oh, it turns out that my eyes are still good! The black iron card in front of him slowly moved down as he slowly collapsed, always in front of his eyes.

"Big, big, adult..."

Zhao Laosan's body was stunned for a moment. At this time, he returned to the trembling swing form, but there was no fear in his eyes, only infinite surprise and excitement, and a trace of flattery and shame. The blue, white and red on his face alternated quickly, and finally turned pale, and finally turned into a wooden sculpture standing with godless eyes staring at the dark token in front of him.

On the token, there are three sharp swords in the shape, symbolizing the three-level military officer, which is only one or two levels lower than the general marshal who led the war. Although this is not the shape of a spear, but just a full-time guard, it can still mobilize thousands of people, even thousands of people, in an emergency! I guess even if you kill yourself directly at this time, you don't need to report it.

It's over! Unexpectedly, he made a fool of himself in front of such a high-ranking official. Even if he doesn't die, the position of the hard-won captain will be gone. The salary of three loads of rice and grain every month is gone, not to mention that he has searched for the people of the past in the future. If you can still save your life, you have to live for yourself and your family. Fortunately, you still have a few strength!

This adult must not be angry with thunder, and never sentence yourself to death!

"Open the door!"

The honest man had already held his hand back. Seeing that he gave the order, Zhao Laosan had not responded, and the guards standing by the gate looked at each other in constered and put their eyes in front of Zhao Laosan. They wanted to open the door but dared not. His blade-like eyebrows frowned more fiercely, although they did not increase, although they did not increase. The voice, with the natural upper tone in the instructions, was more severe and sharper. If he didn't open the door again, Zhao Laosan would click like this.

Under this order, all the wooden guards trembled. They didn't care about listening to Zhao Laosan's order. They pulled away Zhao Laosan in fear and quickly opened the city gate with all their strength, for fear that it would slow down a little.

At this time, they did not see the token that was about to stick to Zhao Laosan's eyes, and they also vaguely felt that this man was not a strong thief, but the chief arrester of some private interview, or the bodyguard brought by the big man who came to the city, because the tone of this man's voice was instinctively from the big man above, not the strong thief. Counterfeit items that were robbed. The momentum of the upper position is not only a sharp feeling, but also a sense of uprightness. In the frightened look, it feels more acute.

He was scolded by the bodyguard and pulled aside by his companions. Zhao Laosan was thrilled again. He trembled, recovered, and tried his best to break free from the pull of the guards next to him. He bent down and bent his knees to kneel directly. Suddenly, he found that the oncoming gate was another thrill. He came to his senses and hurriedly followed his companion's force, staggered back a few steps, retreated to the gate and could not touch the angle, broke free from his companion's pull, and knelt in front of the bodyguard.

"Lord, spare your life! My lord, spare my life!"

Bumbang...

Zhao Laosan kowtowed in horror on the hard ancient board, and his mouth turned over and over again, and there was nothing else. Then the guards who opened the gate and opened Zhao Laosan followed him, knelt on the stone slab, knelt in front of the man who looked like an honest city citizen, and kowtowed endlessly.

The sound is dull or crisp, which can be felt. The force is absolutely not small, and even through the iron helmet, it will be very uncomfortable. At this time, Zhao Laosan, who was not wearing a helmet, had oozed out with his blurred and miserable skin, dripping on the blue-gray stone plate, dyed a small piece of stone plate red, and a few drops flowed down his cheeks, and some slowly drew several bright red blood lines on the black armor.

The wind blew slowly, rushing into the nostrils of the bodyguard with a trace of blood, making his frown twist a little more, and both sides were about to come together.

The bodyguard shook his head and sighed without saying anything. He looked up at the three people in front of him, as if he was waiting for the three to issue an order. Are their official positions bigger than these three-grade bodyguards? Or are they princes and princesses who visited privately?

However, Zhao Laosan and the others were scared at this time. How dare they look up at the bodyguard's face and just kowtow, praying that they could still survive and avoid the disaster in front of them.

Although it is not a crime to die from molesing a woman in front of an official, she doesn't know what it is. Maybe it was the princess's woman who was so angry before. I'm afraid that even if these people are directly killed by them, no one will come forward. Although the law says that the Son of Heaven violates the law and sins with the people, they know that the vast majority of such things are impossible to happen, just like collecting city fees and molesing powerless women.

These things are very likely to happen as long as they are not poked on the surface. And even if your family wants to redress their grievances, they are very likely to be suppressed, not to mention that they are guilty and hit them stupidly.

"Cut off what's called Zhao Laosan! The rest of the people, each of them beat 100 big boards!"

In the banging kowto, a crisp woman's voice suddenly came, with an unquestionable attitude in her tone, with a killing momentum, and she was indeed a figure at the top official level!

As long as the little thief who usually steals something does not commit a very powerful person, even if he steals dozens of taels of things, he will only be sentenced to dozens of boards, imprisoned or sent to work hard work. Only that kind of criminal with extreme crime will hit hundreds of boards. Even if they are guards, with strong bones and a hundred boards, I'm afraid few people can hold on and faint. What's more, in the peaceful years, there are much less practice and their bodies have become a little weak.

Zhao Laosan was shocked and kowtowed even more loudly, but he did not turn around and still kowtowed to the bodyguard in front of him. Although his power may not be as powerful as the woman behind him, he is honest and is likely to understand this situation that will generally occur among lower-level officers and soldiers, rather than the person who may be a delicate princess who directly kills himself with his own hatred.

Maybe, in their hearts, killing a person is probably no different from killing a chicken. Maybe they have never seen the scene of killing a chicken. They have never seen anything bloody. They kowtowed here, and the wind blew into the city, and the smell of blood could not rush to them.

"Fare, son..."

The honest bodyguard frowned and never let go. He was a little stunned when he heard the order. He opened his mouth and made this sound, and suddenly didn't know what to say. I don't know why Zhao Laosan was so unlucky and how he bumped into his master. Even if he can save this life today, there will certainly be hundreds of boards, or other punishments, such as dismissal, exile and so on.

When Zhao Laosan heard the name of the bodyguard, he knew that the bodyguard must have wanted to call the princess. He temporarily changed his name to the prince. Maybe he was not the prince at all, but a high and powerful prince.

This time, I'm really dead!

Zhao Laosan's face was miserable, shouting, and kept kowtoing. The heart that still held a little hope seemed to fall into the bottomless abyss, constantly sinking, the limit of fear, endless fear.

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