Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

Five people on An Moxue's side beat one warlock. At first it was a tie, but then the more people they beat, the more difficult it became.

Upon seeing this, the militiamen swarmed up, joined the fight, and beat the old master to death with random punches. There was some truth in what they said, as the warlock had already been defeated.

When the militiamen saw that the police and the young man were fighting inseparably, they decisively joined the fight. The young man here was quickly caught.

An Moxue became more and more excited as she fought. This warlock was so strong. Although she had been injured in many places, her gains were huge. This was the first time she had faced off against an ancient warrior, and she was still a strong one.

The warlock knew that it was not easy for him to defeat them and escape. With one feint, another sideways turn, and another series of flips, he got out of the encirclement, and then ran towards the mountains and woods. Everyone hurriedly chased after them. An Mo While chasing, Xue took out her crossbow, pointed it at the warlock, and fired a series of five arrows, only one of which hit his arm. Now she stopped chasing and picked up the crossbow arrows.

The militiamen who came after her were surprised and asked her, "An Zhiqing, why didn't you pursue me anymore?"

An Moxue replied to him confidently: "He will slow down soon and won't need me anymore."

Then he raised the arrow in his hand and said, "See, he was hit by an arrow with anesthetic on it."

The militiamen understood and stopped chasing. Not long after, two policemen came back with the warlock in custody, looking at An Moxue with murderous intent in their eyes.

An Moxue smiled at him, with disdain in her eyes. She was thinking that maybe it was my ancestral tomb that you were worried about.

You still want me to let you go, what are you dreaming about?

Are you awake, or am I awake?

A soldier came down, held a crossbow arrow in his hand and handed it to her, asking, "What did you smear on this arrow?"

An Moxue replied proudly: "Anesthetic."

After thinking for a while, he added: "You'd better break his limbs, otherwise there's a high chance that he'll escape when the anesthetic wears off, and the effect of the drug won't last long."

As they walked towards the brigade headquarters, the soldier said, "This may not be possible. We have regulations, especially in public."

An Moxue gave him an "I understand" look, trotted into the courtyard of the educated youth, picked up a wooden stick with a thick arm and a calf length, and caught up with the warlock.

Before anyone could react, two sticks were quickly aimed at the Warlock's legs. There were only two crisp sounds of "click, click", followed by a "Ah!!!" that broke through the sky. The Warlock's legs The leg broke in response.

Everyone who saw and heard felt their legs hurt and their hearts trembled. It was so decisive.

When everyone reacted and looked at her, she said boldly: "No need to thank me, it's just a small effort. Otherwise, the anesthetic will wear off in a while, and if he escapes while we are not paying attention, it will be more of a loss than a gain."

Everyone thought this was the case, but they always felt that something was strange.

At this moment, the warlock's eyes looked at her as if they were coated with poison. She still looked at him indifferently, thinking to herself, look at it, my aunt originally wanted to break your limbs, but now everyone is watching. Look at me, I have to take some care of my image among the people, and I've given you two arms! You deserve it for making you miss my things!

The warlock didn't know what she was thinking. If he knew it, would he say, "Fuck you!"I have to thank you!

The warlock's legs were broken, so he had to find two militiamen to hold his arms and walk back.

In the brigade, the militiamen who knew An Moxue's past achievements were not surprised, but the soldiers and the police in a town were a little surprised. When the village chief saw it, the corners of his eyes and mouth twitched, and Lao Ma Tou was full of admiration when he saw it. It’s not without reason that they are two people who can play together. Their ideas are highly consistent.

Soldiers, police officers, village chiefs, Lao Ma Tou, accountants and militia company commanders gathered at the brigade headquarters and finally decided that the village would send three mule carts driven by the village chief, Lao Ma Tou and the militia company commanders. Together with some militiamen, escorting soldiers and police escorted the three suspects to the county.

In the Educated Youth Courtyard, after two police officers rummaged through the belongings of Li Bin and three other people, they left some things and took away some things. Then the educated youths lifted the ban and could move around freely.

Seeing the three Li Bin being arrested, the educated youths became excited. Everyone was talking: "What crime have they committed?" "I saw the police." "I saw the soldiers." "I I seem to have seen Mo Xue." "This must be a big deal, otherwise it wouldn't be the police and the military." "You're right. We won't be implicated, right?" "No?" "You said Mo Is Xue's absence these days related to this matter? Mo Xue seemed to have been fighting with that middle-aged man just now." "Ask her when she comes." "What on earth happened.

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On the mule cart going to the county, Lao Ma Tou drove the cart. An Moxue and the warlock were riding on a mule cart. There were also two soldiers and two militiamen on the cart.

An Moxue had nothing to do, and suddenly she jumped out of her mouth, all asking about the middle-aged warlock. After every question, she stared at the warlock with her eyes.

"Your name is Wang Dachui. Is this name true? It doesn't match your temperament for what you do." The warlock didn't give her a wink.

"If I were to use a pseudonym, I would have to choose a profound one so that people would know that I am capable. For example, Wang Daxian, Wang Banxian, Wang Taoist, Qiu Shan Taoist, etc. Oh, I forgot, now the country has abolished feudalism Superstition is not allowed. You should call me some awesome Taoist priest." He still didn't speak, but his eyes wandered for a moment. If An Moxue hadn't been observing him all the time, he would have Ignore the past.

"You dug up all the graves in our entire area and dumped the bones in the wilderness."

Suddenly, she stopped, leaned close to his ear and whispered deliberately: "If you still want to find something, just dream! Those dead souls will not let you go, and you will all die a bad death and go to hell."

Then she looked at him with a smile, and the warlock glared at her fiercely. She felt a little confident, just believe in ghosts and gods.

"Tao follows nature, cherishing life and hating death. You are still a Taoist. Look at what you have done, or what you group of people have done. You still want to have a good death, and you want to live a long life. Just dream, It doesn't happen in dreams, it's all nightmares. Those who are killed by you or indirectly killed by you will not let you go. You have caused a lot of evil causes, and the consequences will inevitably be bad. As long as you don't die, you will be haunted by nightmares all day long. If you don't believe me, just wait and see, time will tell you the answer."

An Moxue was so excited that she couldn't hold back her words. The old horse said "huh, huh" twice, and she stopped talking. She just stared at him unobtrusively, half-smiling but not smiling, giving people the impression that That is, I know everything you want to do. In fact, she does know, but she just can't tell others.