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"The director of the tax collection office?" Fei Bin was shocked when he heard the words. The director of the tax collection office, who was said to have a rather mysterious origin and behavior, appeared here, but he seemed nothing more than an ordinary person.

Different from the white-haired treacherous man who eats human flesh and drinks human blood according to word of mouth, Yue Si looks too young. The second and third generation disciples of some sects are older than him, and they are as ordinary as Just like a normal person.

Moreover, Yue Si's behavior is not like the posture that people in high positions should have. Those people give people the impression that they never speak in a straightforward manner, hide a corner in every turn, and ambiguously express themselves, all relying on the people under their hands. People try to guess and ponder the meaning of the words, but they seem a little crazy.

Thinking of this, Fei Bin waved his hands, and countless hidden weapons shot towards Yue Si with a flash of cold light. It seemed that he was going to keep Yue Si here today.

Before the people from the tax collection office moved, Liu Zhengfeng stepped in front of Yue Si and blocked him tightly with his body. Pick out all those hidden weapons!

"If you Songshan faction doesn't give Liu some face today, then Liu won't have to give Zuo Lengchan any face. Come here! Bring all those offal to me!" Liu Zhengfeng shouted.

As his words fell, the disciples and servants who had been waiting for a long time escorted a group of Songshan sect disciples in yellow shirts out of the backyard. They were all tied up with ropes, and their hands were fastened behind their backs with steel locks. , Two of them were being escorted by the servants and kept their heads down, not daring to show their faces.

But even without looking up, someone recognized their identities.

"Those are all disciples of the Songshan Sect. Because their martial arts are quite outstanding among their peers, they often walk on behalf of the Songshan Sect. I recognize them."

"That's more than that. The big fat man is Ding Mian, the Tota Hand of the Songshan School, and the tall thin man is Lu Bai, the Crane Hand of the Songshan School... Hey, they are all members of the Songshan Thirteen Taibao. The servants of the mansion were captured so easily, it seems that in addition to using power to suppress others, their martial arts level is no more than this."

The laughing and laughing from the crowd came to the ears of the captured disciples of the Songshan Sect, and they all blushed for a while. Ding Mian, the Tota hand, and Lu Bai, the crane hand, wanted to refute, but they had already been arrested before. After being injected with poisonous needles, the thing called "muscle relaxant" made their mouths unable to open and close freely and normally, unable to utter a single word, unable to refute or remind them.

The Liu family has long been aware of their plan to hold Liu Zhengfeng's family members hostage, and has invited experts to lie in wait for them to pretend to be writers and servants. How could the disciples below be able to block the combination of the two Songshan School Thirteen Taibaos?

Moreover, their martial arts were so high that they were ambushed without even reacting. Coupled with the large number of people, the number of people from the Songshan Sect today was simply not enough to look at.

But they couldn't even make a whimper in their throats, and they couldn't even make a sound to remind them.

"Be honest with me!"

The two staff members of the tax collection office who were pressing Ding Mian, the hand of the tota, found that the burly man was trying to convey information through body movements, and invariably kicked his calf with dirty footwork, making him unable to support his body. Kneeling on the ground with a "plop", even though the pain was shaking and the cold sweat was streaming down, he couldn't yell out "pain".

The rest of them followed suit and kicked the disciples of the Songshan School to the ground one by one.

The disciples of the Songshan School drew their swords one after another, as if they wanted to fight with the disciples of the Liu Mansion, but without Fei Bin's order, they could only confront each other like gangsters on the street.

Seeing his senior brother Ding Mian's appearance, Fei Bin, the master of Songyang, thought it was because he was ashamed, so he continued to ask: "Liu Zhengfeng, what do you mean! You bully me that there is no one in the Songshan sect!"

"Heh!" Liu Zhengfeng went to the coffee table with the golden basin, kicked it over, sprinkled clean water all over the ground, and the golden basin rolled around on the ground: "What kind of shit is the golden basin for washing hands, I, Liu Zhengfeng, despise it the most You self-proclaimed upright Jianghu people, if you don’t let me say goodbye to Jianghu affairs with the rules of the Jianghu, then I will use the identity of the court order to clean up you gangsters and thieves!"

After all, with indignation and other inexplicable emotions, Liu Zhengfeng and Fei Bin fought together. Although Fei Bin was known as the "Great Songyang Hand", he was not weak in swordsmanship. stand up.

Yue Si knew why Liu Zhengfeng was like this.

The Songshan faction has already grasped that Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, the elder of the Demon Cult, have become friends because of music. He has already sent someone to inform him. Among the chivalrous men, how many senior brothers died at the hands of the demon cultists is even more countless. If he reveals this news, unless he kills Qu Yang to prove his innocence, he will be extinct in the world, even if he washes his hands in the golden basin It is also impossible to avoid the revenge of those who have enemies with the Demon Cult.

If Liu Zhengfeng was still lucky, then the behavior of Songshan disciples sneaking into the backyard to kidnap his family would completely push him to the other side.

Only the imperial court and the tax office can protect his family, wife and children.

What he is doing now is to show his loyalty to the tax office, and to submit a certificate to Yue Si, the director of the tax office... because Yue Si was bored with the disciples of the Songshan School before.

Yue Si chuckled for a while, then turned to Lin Pingzhi and said, "Lin Pingzhi, do you know that martial artists sometimes need to call out the name of their moves?"

"Is this for the sake of appearing more upright?" Lin Pingzhi responded.

"Wrong, which family's kung fu technique is not a secret, if you tell the name, the other party will know what move you will make?" Yue Si leaned on the chair and said indifferently: "Report the name of the move, it is In order to separate the gods of the opponent, when there is a sudden shout in the ear during the fight, anyone will be stunned, that moment is the difference between life and death... This is called tactics."

"As long as you want one of the two sides to lose, then do something to distract them off the field, such as throwing stones, throwing knives, shooting bows and arrows, etc. Their opponents will seize that opportunity."

After finishing speaking, Yue Si got up from his seat, walked behind the disciples of the Songshan School who were kneeling in a row, and then stretched out his hand to the staff who were pretending to be servants of the Liu Mansion: "The plot has been delayed for too long here, Let's end it quickly."

The staff knowingly pulled out a Beretta 92F pistol from the holster at his waist, opened the safety and loaded it, and handed it to Yue Si.