Bang!!

A general with a hammer and a stick is invincible.

The same goes for mace.

The thick-edged mace of Elder Hong is square and shaped like a Buddhist pagoda. You can tell at a glance that it is a heavy weapon.

But no matter how heavy his rough-edged mace is, it can't be heavier than Jiang Xuan's six-edged golden hammer.

Almost instantly.

The moment when weapons clash.

A strong force came from his hand. Elder Hong stepped forward one after another, his eyes widened with anger, and the two maces were pressed together to be able to withstand the blow.

"The reckless man is really unambiguous."

Feeling like a hammer was blocked.

Jiang Xuan suddenly raised his left hammer. At this time, the right hammer came into contact with Elder Hong's mace. He hit the right hammer with the left hammer like he was hammering a nail: "Try to hit me again."

"Poof!"

A huge force came.

Elder Hong's mace could no longer withstand it, and was jumped away by the huge force. Then the golden hammer continued its momentum, and when the middle door was wide open, a hammer fell on his chest.

Received this blow.

Along with the sound of broken bones, Elder Hong was directly hit by the hammer and vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Elder!"

Continuously seven or eight meters in the air.

Elder Hong rolled like a gourd and landed heavily on the ground.

The girl didn't care about anything else, and hurried forward to check Elder Hong's injuries, and found that he had been breathing out more and taking in less.

"Don't bother."

Jiang Xuan collided with his hands, and the golden hammer in his hand made a clanging sound: "Not only was his sternum fractured, but his internal organs were also shattered, and it was difficult for the miracle doctor to heal him."

"Qing Ning, take the elders and leave quickly."

Horsepower can be seen in the distance.

Although Cao Xiangzhu was extremely frightened, at this moment he was even more eager to die. He waved his iron palm and rushed towards Jiang Xuan: "I will fight with you."

"Huh?"

Jiang Xuan struck out with a hammer.

Unexpectedly, Cao Xiangzhu advanced instead of retreating. He jumped directly on his sledgehammer, hugged the hammer and shouted: "Let's go, let's go."

"What a fierce man, but it's a pity that he is using his arms as a chariot!"

Jiang Xuan praised, and then the two hammers touched.

In just one move, Cao Xiangzhu, who was holding his sledgehammer, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the golden hammer, and he fell to the ground softly.

"Don't move..."

Said he was running.

But in front of eight sect elites, where could the girl run?

Just a moment.

She and the seriously injured Elder Hong were brought back, and all they faced were the sinister smiles of the crowd.

"Brother, this girl is pretty."

"Huh?"

Jiang Xuan suddenly raised his head: "Although I am a murderer, I am by no means a predatory person. Anyone who breaks my rules will be beaten to death with a golden hammer."

"Brother, we are just talking casually."

"Yes, if there is demand, we will go to work as a prostitute."

Several people waved their hands.

Just kidding, the golden hammer is as big as a shield. If it hits you, your feces and urine will come out.

After a while...

"Your name is Qing Ning, right?"

In the room.

Looking at Qing Ning who was tied to the recliner, Jiang Xuan sat on his golden hammer and asked: "Yang Qing Ning, or is it just Qing Ning?"

No answer.

Qing Ning struggled hard, but the beef tendon rope as thick as her fingers was not something that a second-rate warrior like her could break free from. Instead, as her body twisted, the majesty of her chest became more and more prominent.

"Don't bother, what if you can break free? Can you beat me, or can you run away from here?"

Jiang Xuan said in a faint tone: "I don't want to torture you, but don't forget that your senior brother is still in my hands.

I heard that you were picked up by Yang Yuting, your previous headmaster of Ping An Dao. You grew up in a martial arts school and are considered the child bride of his son, your senior brother Dr. Yang.

Then here comes the problem.

If I torture your senior brother because of your lack of cooperation, will you feel distressed?"

Woohoo...

"Oh, I forgot your mouth was gagged."

Jiang Xuan stretched out his hand and warned: "Don't think about biting your tongue to commit suicide. You can't commit suicide by biting your tongue. This is just a rumor. And if you dare to do this, I will let your senior brother enjoy torture. You are a medical student.

You should know about torture, which is to dig out your senior brother's kneecaps and make him a cripple for the rest of his life."

"Despicable..."

Remove the rag from your mouth.

Qing Ning's silver teeth were ready to be chewed into pieces, and she looked at Jiang Xuan with an angry look on her face.

Jiang Xuan didn't care about this. Despicableness is also a common technique used by military strategists, which is called: "strategy for military power."

"What's your name?"

"Yang Qingning."

"How old are you?"

"Ten, seventeen."

Although Yang Qingning has spoken, she is still very resistant to Jiang Xuan: "You have already won, why are you asking these questions? Kill us. If you kill us, Ping An Dao will cease to exist."

"No longer exists!" Jiang Xuan nodded: "It seems that you have been holding on since your vitality was seriously injured last year. You didn't recover much strength, and you had to gather again because of a flood."

Hear this.

Yang Qingning had a look of hatred on her face: "We just want more people to live, what's wrong with us, and you, the officials protect each other, corruption is rampant, the people are fished for food, there is food in the official warehouses, but you just don't give it to the people, resulting in

The people have been displaced and exchanged their children for food. What kind of officials are you doing?"

Jiang Xuan did not deny this: "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. The large and small official warehouses in Longhua Mansion are all prepared for Wangzhi Pass. You also know the situation of Wangzhi Pass. There are twelve people stationed there.

The Wanbian Army is confronting Zhi's 180,000-strong army, so there can be no carelessness."

Yang Qingning said disdainfully: "The food and grass from Wangzhiguan are delivered every month. The existing food and grass are enough for the frontier army to eat for at least half a year. But as for the people affected by the disaster in Quanjiang County, they can't wait even a day. Thousands of people will starve to death if they don't have food in a day."

People, why can't we first provide emergency relief and then provide temporary relief? We have to seal the treasury and let the people starve to death."

Jiang Xuan replied: "You have never been a soldier, and you don't know the border areas. Once you lose a country, you can't take any risks.

In your opinion.

You can open the official warehouse of Longhua Mansion, relieve the victims first, and let the border troops at Wangzhi Pass eat the old grain first. When the disaster situation here stabilizes and the court's relief grain comes, it can be sent to the border pass to replenish it.
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But that's not the case.

Have you ever considered that if you do this, the border will be in emergency, the Zhiguo army will attack, and burn the grain stores at Wangzhiguan.

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Perhaps this batch of food should have been sent to the border, but the food you distributed to the people was the straw that broke the camel's back."

"How could it be such a coincidence?" Yang Qingning didn't believe it at all.

"Yeah, how could it be such a coincidence."

Jiang Xuan first agreed, and then asked: "But if it is such a coincidence, who among the officials in Longhua Mansion, big and small, would dare to bet?"

Finished.

Jiang Xuan also asked: "What about you? Why did you only attack the government granaries and not the aristocratic families?"
To be continued...