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He said, "In Glazed City, the four great families are the people, and the government relies on their breathing. In Funing Street, all of you must submit before the Changfeng Clan, and when you turn around, you should bully the common people. "Is this how you do things?"
"It's not your turn to teach laozi a lesson, go die!" Qian Zhong was furious. He raised his blade and chopped down at Cheng Qing's head.
"Rotten wood cannot be carved." Cheng Qing took a step forward and raised the dagger in his hand, accurately blocking Qian Zhong's long saber.
Qian Zhong had been a constable for many years, and his skills were not weak.
However, Cheng Qing had no intention to fight back. The dagger grazed the Long Blade's body, and with a tinge of ingenuity, he cut it open.
He stepped forward.
The dagger was short, an inch short and an inch dangerous. It was the perfect weapon for melee combat.
Qian Zhong's expression changed as a hint of panic flashed through his widened eyes. He had never imagined that this young man in ordinary clothes would have such skill!
"Scram!" Qian Zhong quickly retaliated with his saber, wanting to protect himself and force Cheng Qing away.
However, it was too late.
Cheng Qing raised his arm and swept it across his jaw.
Qian Zhong's mind went blank as he jerked his head back. He suddenly felt a sense of danger. Fear engulfed his body and mind, and even his soul seemed to be screaming.
As expected, Cheng Qing's dagger stabbed into his stomach.
"Cough …" The long saber in Qian Zhong's hand fell to the ground. Due to the pain in his abdomen, his body was bent like a shrimp. He retreated step by step, looking at Cheng Qing with fear in his eyes.
Lin Xin and the onlookers were shocked. No one could have imagined that Cheng Qing would dare to fight with the officials. Not only that, he had even stabbed his dagger into their stomachs!
How audacious!
Wasn't Cheng Qing scared?
Cheng Qing didn't pull out his dagger and instead looked at Qian Zhong with calm eyes. He asked indifferently, "Didn't you want to take me to the government for questioning? Why don't you take it? "
"Cough cough …" Qian Zhong was in so much pain that his face was drained of color, and he could not speak. His facial features had completely changed due to the pain and fear.
If he could speak, based on his current expression, he would definitely beg for mercy from Cheng Qing.
Cheng Qing sneered and was about to twist his dagger to mess up Qian Zhong's internal organs to end his life.
As the King of the Western Lion Empire and the Chief of the Bright Magic Division, in his previous life, Cheng Qing had killed countless evil people. People like Qian Zhong, he would never show mercy.
"This brother …" I beg you to spare me with your sword! "
At this moment, a young constable rushed up to them.
He stopped three paces away and raised his hands, indicating that he had no intention of attacking. When he spoke, his face was sincere and serious, with a hint of unease.
"What you want to say is that even if this person acts inappropriately, it should still be dealt with by your government. If it's not my turn, I have no right to do anything, right?" Cheng Qing turned his head, but there was no emotion in his eyes.
The young constable shook his head and sighed, "He deserves to die. However, if he dies, I won't be able to explain myself when I go back because I don't want to fight you … So, I wanted to ask my brother to spare his life and help me with this. "
Chen Qing smiled. "Who are you?"
The young constable cupped his fist and said, "I am Li Muhao."
"Li Muhao?" A hint of astonishment flashed across Chen Qing's eyes.