The billionaire girl: Daddy and Mommy, love me again

Qian Fu's lawsuit against Liu Deyuan was hundreds of pages long, and there were witnesses and physical evidence for every single case. The evidence was conclusive and could not be denied.

Zhang Shizhong just glanced at it briefly. Every word he wrote was full of tears and blood. Every word represented an innocent soul. It was shocking and cruel. He could no longer control the anger in his heart. The crimes committed by Liu Deyuan were too numerous to list and were horrifying.

As a great general defending the country, if he is allowed to continue to watch this scum wreak havoc on the world, it would be better for him to lay down his arms and retire to his hometown.

Upon learning that Liu Deyuan was hiding in Qianzhou, he took dozens of soldiers and rushed to Qianzhou without stopping.

After entering the Qianzhou city gate, he went straight to Liu Deyuan's house.

It was a huge mansion covering a vast area, magnificent and golden, with carved beams and painted pillars, endless white walls and black tiles, and pavilions and towers scattered throughout.

There were hundreds of beautiful women in the mansion, and they lived a life of luxury and decadence.

Instead of enjoying the beautiful scenery, Zhang Shizhong captured a manager and forced him to tell him the whereabouts of Liu Deyuan.

"Tell me quickly, where is Liu Deyuan?"

The manager was so frightened by the coldness on his neck that he wet his pants and sold Liu Deyuan without a second thought.

"General... General, spare my life. I'll tell you, the county magistrate is in Changlefang."

Changlefang.

In the largest box on the second floor, an ugly, short and fat man was talking proudly.

His fat body was leaning on the woman beside him, and on his huge head were two eyes the size of green beans.

His short, thick neck was shrunk on his shoulders, with wrinkles all over his face, and his double chin trembled from time to time due to his lively conversation and laughter.

A huge mouth with a deep abyss uttered bursts of triumphant laughter, revealing bright red gums and black and yellow teeth.

He spit all over the place when he spoke, and his manner was extremely vulgar, which made people feel disgusted.

The smile on his face revealed an undisguised viciousness.

This person is Liu Deyuan.

The man who went with him to pursue women was short, thin, and not fat, just like him. He had shifty eyes and a big mole on his face. It was obvious that he had evil intentions.

This person was Shi Zhenxiang, the magistrate of Wuling County, who abandoned the people of the city and was the first to flee when the flood came.

I didn't expect these two big rats to be together. It's true that snakes and rats are in the same nest and are in cahoots with each other.

"Sir, I heard that Zhang Shizhong got not only the prescription but also the Medicine King from a place called Medicine King Valley. Most of the people in Yinzhou have taken the pills and are now well. Should we go back?"

"Go back, of course we have to go back. The old man has cut off our source of income, and we have to make up for it from somewhere else."

"What do you mean, sir?"

"That batch of food should be put to use. And that damn Medicine King Valley, huh!"

He grinned grimly, murderous intent flashing across his fat face.

"But can those untouchables still have money to buy food?"

"Don't worry, those cheap bones can still be squeezed to produce some oil. Besides, many merchants have returned, so they are not short of money."

"Your Excellency is wise, and I cannot praise you enough."

Liu Deyuan proudly pinched the woman in his arms, causing her body to tremble slightly.

"My Lord.....hateful."

The delicate voice gave people goosebumps.

“The most important thing is that there is also a Medicine King Valley. They can give out hundreds of thousands of magical medicines at will, which shows how strong their financial resources are.

If you dare to ruin my good deeds, you must be prepared to pay the price."

"But sir, wouldn't this offend Zhang Shizhong? What if that old man refuses to listen and does whatever he wants to do to us?"

"Don't worry. If I didn't have a backer, I wouldn't have the guts to intercept the relief grain. Do you think all the money went into my pocket alone?"

Liu Deyuan pointed in the direction of Kyoto and said mysteriously.

"Whose pocket did it go into? Tell me!"

An angry shout came from outside the door, and the door broke into pieces in an instant. Zhang Shizhong, with a gloomy face, stepped in from outside the door with a sword in hand.

The raging anger in their eyes was like two swords, ready to cut Liu Deyuan and the other man into pieces.

"The great general who guards the country!"

When Liu and Shi saw the person coming, they trembled with fear. Liu Deyuan was even worse. He lost his previous high spirits and instead collapsed to the ground like a sieve of chaff and a piece of rotten meat.

"Tell me, boy, who is your backer and whose pocket did the money go into?"

"No... I don't have any backing. I don't understand what you mean."

"You really won't cry until you see the coffin. Let me ask you, where is the disaster relief food distributed by the higher authorities?"

Seeing Zhang Shizhong asking about the whereabouts of the relief grain, Liu Deyuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had not heard what they had just said, and immediately felt confident.

"The relief grain has already been distributed, General. But don't believe what those unruly people told you. They are very cunning. Seeing that you are easy to talk to, they must want to get something for nothing."

"Really? No matter how cunning I am, I can't compare to you. Let me ask you, where does your farm on the outskirts of the city get its food from?"

When Liu Deyuan heard about the village on the outskirts of the city, his face turned pale and he began to stutter.

"That...that's all the produce from the farm, the harvest from several years."

"Really? You are really stubborn and unyielding. The bag of grain clearly says "disaster relief grain". I wonder how you can argue."

Liu Deyuan's face changed drastically. He opened his mouth, but there was nothing he could say in defense. He knew the situation was hopeless and he had no way out, so he lowered his head dejectedly and said nothing.

"Come here, arrest them. I will personally escort them back to Beijing."

Liu Deyuan suddenly looked up, with panic flashing in his eyes.

No, he couldn't go back to Beijing. Here, as long as Zhang Shizhong didn't kill him, he still had a chance to escape.

After returning to Beijing, even if he said nothing, countless people would be worried. He knew too many people's shameful secrets. In order to protect themselves, those people would try every means to silence him.

At that time, not only would he die, but his parents, wife, children, and all his relatives within the nine clans would not survive.

Thinking of this, he became determined and his eyes became vicious. While Zhang Shizhong was walking out, he suddenly snatched the knife from a soldier beside him and quickly slashed at Zhang Shizhong's neck.

In a flash, Zhang Hu noticed this scene, his eyes widened with anger, and he immediately raised his sword and stepped forward to block his knife.

Seeing this, the others also drew their swords and pointed them at Liu Deyuan.

"You won't repent! Tie him up now!"

The soldiers rushed forward, and Zhang Hu blocked him vigilantly, only to see Liu Deyuan showing a strange smile. Alarm bells went off in Zhang Hu's mind, and he was about to ask everyone to retreat, but it was too late.

Phew——

Warm blood spurted out and sprayed all over him. Liu Deyuan bumped into his sword without warning and his neck was cut.

The fat body fell in a pool of blood like a pile of mud, with a smile of success on his face.

"what!"

Everyone present was shocked by this sudden accident, and only reacted when the woman in the house screamed.

Before long, the news that the Yinzhou prefect was killed by the general spread throughout the streets and alleys of Qianzhou.

At the same time, Cheng Zeli and his group also stood outside the door of Jimin Hall.

The gate of Jimin Hall is dilapidated and its floor space is half the size of Huichun Hall.

There were only three words "Jimin Hall" written on a simple wooden board on the gate.

The handwriting is vigorous, powerful and majestic.

There is a couplet pasted on both sides of the gate.

I wish there was no illness or suffering in the world, I would rather the medicine on the shelf be covered with dust.