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Han Qing suddenly laughed and placed the wine jar on the table. He picked up a few tea bowls and splashed the tea water inside away. Then he picked up the wine jar and poured them all into it.

Constable Fang, if Hong Yang admits his crimes, all of the rewards will be yours. I am unable to reap any benefits, it makes me extremely envious. "Earlier, we were a bit estranged, but I, Han, was in the wrong. If Constable Fang ever gets promoted, don't forget about us brothers. Take more responsibility."

So that was how it was. Fang Qian felt slightly proud. The completion of this matter was truly a great achievement. Who knew if he could directly skip over a first class constable and become a judge? It was no wonder that Han Qing would have such a drastic change.

At this time, Han Qing brought a bowl of wine to Fang Qian, "Come, Constable Fang, let this bowl of wine be considered as your celebration."

Geng Zhong and Gong Liang also each took a bowl, "Constable Fang, you must treat us brothers to wine after you get promoted."

Fang Qian laughed and accepted the alcohol: "No problem, if I were to be promoted, I would definitely not treat all of you unfairly."

Han Qing looked at Geng Zhong and Gong Liang, "Let's do it together!"

"F * ck!"

Boom! * Boom! *

Suddenly, there were two muffled sounds, and two people lay on the ground without a sound.

The ones who fell were Fang Qian and Gong Liang, while the one who stood there was Han Qing and Geng Zhong.

"Quick, open the chains, I'll wake Constable Hong up."

Han Qing waved and threw a bucket of water at Hong Yang.

Geng Zhongze swiftly took out the key and removed the iron chain from Hong Yang's body.

Hong Yang woke up from his slumber, only to see Geng Zhong taking out the Pulse Sealing Golden Needle from his head.

"Constable Han, you …"

Han Qing waved his hands, "Constable Hong, don't say anymore. Old Geng and I both know that you are wrongly accused. That is all we can do. You should hurry up and leave. "

Hong Yang staggered a step, all the wounds on his body were scorching pain: If I leave, what will you do?

"Constable Hong, Old Geng and I have been saved by you. Although we have always been a bit unwilling to accept you, we still have to repay you if we have the chance." Gu Changdong's actions have made us feel cold. Today, you are being wronged, and tomorrow, it might even be me and Old Geng. Therefore, after you leave, the two of us will also leave. We'll meet again when we meet again in the future. "

Hong Yang cupped his fists as he said: "Thank you, big brothers, for saving me. In the future, if there is a chance, Hong Yang will definitely repay today's kindness."

"Let's leave quickly. We can't stay for long."

Hong Yang nodded and activated his Qi. He clenched his teeth and jumped out of the prison. It was already night time, he then disappeared into the darkness.

Hong Yang first went to a nearby household and stole a set of clothes, covering the wound and blood stains on his clothes. He then conveniently took a bamboo hat and put it on his head, hiding and dodging while heading to the city gate.

From afar, he could see the city gate as one arrow after another sounded out in the air from the direction of City Lord's Mansion, and at the same time, a loud bell sound came out! This was the highest level of alert!

The gatekeeping Black Armoured Army, well-trained, had only just sounded when a thousand jin iron gate had already fallen from the city gate entrance's entrance!

Jiyaaa! Jiyaaa! Clang!

The iron gate fell to the ground, at the same time sealing the city gates, it also sealed Hong Yang's way out!

"Crap!" It was discovered so quickly! "

Hong Yang thought that something was amiss. He knew that he was going to have a large-scale search and capture of the entire city!

Hong Yang was not afraid of death, but he was not willing to die such an unfair death.

Ningyang City could not be used to enter or leave, and dangers lurked everywhere. Hong Yang hid in a corner and thought for a while before making his decision.

Currently, there was only one safe place in the Ningyang City, the Luo Residence!

This was the so called darkness under the lamp.

Hong Yang had been beaten up so badly by Fang Qian that even if he injured himself, as long as he could circulate his vitality, it would still be easy for him to avoid the Black Armoured Army that was guarding the Luo Residence.

Seeing that the sky had completely darkened, Hong Yang carefully passed through the alley along the way, and arrived near the Luo Residence's back door. There were many trees there, which were dark and quiet.

Hong Yang hid in a corner, waiting for a group of patrolling Black Armoured Army s to pass by. This was the third time he had entered the Luo Residence since the tragedy had occurred.

All the dead had already been carried away. Under the night sky, the vast Luo Manor seemed especially quiet and eerie. From time to time, a biting cold wind blew by, and the air current that swept past some corridors and pavilions would emit a low wail.

While strolling in the dark within the Luo Palace, Hong Yang, who was originally aimless, suddenly arrived at the family head's study in the Luo Palace.

The dim moonlight shone in from outside the window, and one could vaguely see white ashes on the ground, outlining where Luo Hua's body was at the time of the death.

Hong Yang lightly sat on a chair by the window and let out a long breath. From last night to tonight, there had actually been so many unforeseen events, and it truly had caught him by surprise. For a moment, his mind was filled with countless thoughts.

For some reason, the image of his master Ma Chengfeng surfaced in Hong Yang's mind.

"Hong Yang, from today onwards, you are my Blue Lotus Institution disciple, and also my, Ma Chengfeng's, personal disciple …"

"Hong Yang, becoming strong is the goal of every martial arts practitioner. "When you give up a lot and become stronger, you will know that you will have to pay even more to withstand your strength. When you can't bear it, it will also mean that your journey in martial arts will come to an end …"

"We martial dao practitioners have actually spent our entire lives fighting against each other, following nature or defying the will of the heavens. This is very contradictory, but we have no choice but to …"

"Right now, the martial artists only care about pursuing power with all their might. They only want to control the situation in the world and they have forgotten the true meaning of Martial Arts. What was a martial artist? Forbidding war was martial! Martial arts were created to suppress slaughter. They were created to save the lives of the common people, and they were created to stop killing with force. "It's not about killing …"

Martial arts could control life and death. "From ancient times until now, the number of people who have died because of martial arts are like stars. Those who have died because of martial arts can be counted on one's fingers …"

Unconsciously, a wave of tiredness came over, Hong Yang leaned his head against the window and fell into a deep sleep, but at the moment, his Ningyang City was in a mess.

Not long after he slept, Hong Yang felt a cold energy flow through his nose, causing him to shiver and then suddenly wake up.

Rubbing his cheeks with all his might, Hong Yang turned his head to look at the window, wanting to see if the window had been closed.

However, the windows were tightly shut, which made Hong Yang suspicious. Where did the wind come from?

Hong Yang stared at the window, sizing it up for a moment, then suddenly he made a discovery.

There was a tiny hole in the window paper. If he didn't change his angle to look carefully, it would be hard to notice.

Hong Yang extended a finger and gently touched the hole, which felt somewhat rough.

"This hole …"

Hong Yang frowned, he was deep in his thoughts.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. He stood up and faced the window, taking a few steps back. Then, he turned around and looked at the wooden screen placed against the wall.

Hong Yang hesitated for a while, then went over to the desk and randomly flipped through the books, finding a fire sickle and a piece of fire stone. He then picked up the oil lamp on the desk and returned to the front of the screen.