In the streets, several ordinary young and strong men holding wooden sticks, temporarily pieced together weapons to protect the yard. On the other side, seven or eight sword-holding men rushed over with ferocious faces. These young and strong men were originally ordinary people, not old, and were not the opponents of these bandits who were licking blood on their heads. For a moment, the other party rushed into the streets and alleys, and a sword stabbed them. The killing group of young and strong men screamed and dodged. Before they could run away, they were killed by a knife and fell to death in a pool of blood.

After killing these ordinary people who were ignorant of life and death, seven or eight bandits climbed over the wall and kicked the door into the yard next to them. Four or five elderly, weak, women and children shivered and shivered. The huge pressure brought by the siege over there was great relief after breaking the city. At this time, the group of Ming Cult bandits who were red-eyed rushed over.

The old, weak, young and strong were killed by a knife. The woman was torn off her clothes on the spot, revealing her white body, screaming, and looking at her fearful men lying on her body one after another, one after another, I don’t know who said: “Sister-in-law, I guess you don’t want to live anymore, I’ll give you a relief.”

The next moment, the steel knife was raised and slashed hard. Bright red blood shot from the woman's neck, dyeing half of the bandit's body, looking particularly ferocious. Then a companion patted the other party's shoulder and reminded him that he could leave, as if he wanted to continue venting his beastly behavior. After leaving the streets, they saw a beautiful woman in red dress leading a girl through the noisy street and licking her mouth.

"That woman should be a young man, it should be much better than the woman just now."

The man in front said greedily, and was suddenly kicked by his companion behind him. He was about to get angry, but he heard the other party scolding: "Please take care of the things in your crotch, do you know who the woman is? That is the daughter of Master Fang, and he will be a princess-like character in the future. If you want to die, I won't stop you, just want you to die and understand a little, don't be a fool."

Upon hearing this, the greedy man in the Jianghu who had just shown a greedy expression suddenly restrained himself, curled his lips, and turned around and left with nothing to say.

From the second day after the city was broken and even in the next few days, such tragic things could be seen everywhere in the chaotic Hangzhou city. After Wude Camp retreated from the city wall and turned into street fighting, it was no match for the Ming Cult Jianghu people. It could not set up a formation in a narrow area. After several confrontations, it was chased and killed, and even forced most soldiers to take off their armor and clothes and hide them in the people's homes. This led to the bandits in the Jianghu from the beginning to committing riots and robbers everywhere in the name of searching for court soldiers.

"Youqing, don't look around."

Fang Ruyi walked on the street, looking at the vast Hangzhou, chaotic and murderous figures everywhere. She reminded the small figures around her, "The dog officials and their minions are hidden by the ignorant people. Only after they are cleared can we, the Ming Cult, truly let the people in the city know who is really good to them."

The little girl lowered her head and kept silent. The other party still led her to a magnificent mansion. When she entered the door, she met a great monk who came out from it with a fierce momentum. No one paid attention to it and went straight out with a Zen stick.

"Master Deng seems to be angry and what's going on inside?" Fang Ruyi thought about it and went in. Before she could enter the room, she heard his father talking to another person. She walked over without caring about anything. The content of her speech became much clearer.

"Monks are monks, and they don't have a far-sighted view on the huge Hangzhou city. What's the point of death? If the generals under them are dealing with this kind of thing, the hearts of the soldiers will be disappointed. At that time, the imperial army will fight, whoever fights will fight, will they let the bald donkey chant a few times and chant others away?"

Fang Ruyi approached and could hear the sound that should be the one who protects the Dharma King Bao Daoyi.

"I think the master's words are not unreasonable. The Dharma King's words are pertinent. After all, confronting the court, we still need these people to help each other. If they are cold, their hearts should not be. Now that the city has been broken for many days, they should stop. After all, Hangzhou will be the place where my Ming Cult will settle down in the future. If all people are killed, the people will be heartbroken, which is not good for the future. If you convey your will, then you will be able to kill the people after today. Whoever reaches out to the people will be killed immediately."

Hearing these words, he couldn't help but nodded, and whispered to Youqing beside him with a little blind and confident voice: "Youqing, you see, the leader of the Ming Cult is not comparable to those dogs. Right and wrong are clear. The city will be better and better in the future. Many people, such as those poor people in the past, will not be so poor. Everyone will live a good life. Then we will find your sister back to let her know everything clearly and no longer be confused by the eunuch leader. Instead, we will live happily together and grow up together."

When talking about her sister, the little girl's eyes flashed slightly, she raised her face and looked at Fang Ruyi, and said tenderly: "Will all these come true?"

"Well, it will definitely come true. Believe in my sister."

Youqing nodded in a vague way, and there was some hope in her mute expression.

The person who spoke in the side hall naturally heard the movement outside. After seeing that it was Fang Ruyi, he didn't care much. Bao Daoyi's face first glanced at a trace of displeasure, but he quickly covered it up and nodded and bowed: "What the leader said is reasonable. I am too serious in the world and I have not changed it for a while. After all, Hangzhou will be the place where the leader will proclaim himself emperor in the future. It is impossible to be chaotic. I will tell the people below to restrain themselves."

Then he retreated with Fang La's wave and slowly retreated.

"Ruyi, why are you hiding outside the door sneakily? Come in if you want to come in." Fang La, a big golden sword, sat in the first place and took a sip of tea.

Fang Ruyi vomited **** before turning in from outside, and shouted crisply: "Dad."

"You heard what Dad and King Bao said just now? Don't go outside at will." Fang La gently tapped her forehead with his fingers, "It's a mess outside now. You, a woman, shouldn't go out less. If you meet a lurking court officer and soldier, you may suffer a loss, so as not to repeat Jie'er's mistakes, do you know?"

Speaking of Fang Jie, Fang Ruyi's eyes suddenly turned red and she gritted her teeth and said, "My daughter will listen to her father, but if Dad catches the eunuch leader in the future, please give it to her daughter for disposal. I will cut him into pieces in front of Fang Jie's tomb."

"Dad, it will."

In fact, when it comes to the eunuch leader of the East Factory, Fang La also takes it seriously. After all, a eunuch can be powerful? Killing Fang Jie is just a conspiracy made by the other party. If he is upright, who will Fang La be afraid of?

The father and daughter chatted for a while. At this time, the person who came in outside the door said that General Shi had searched out the former Hangzhou prefect Du Shao, the commander Chen Jian, and the commander of Lianjie Zhao Yue, and was escorting him over to ask the leader to deal with it.

"After a questioning, then cut off the flesh and body, boil it into ointment and feed it to the dog, and then relieve my hatred." Fang La finished speaking, and sent the minions who were sending the message away. Suddenly, he thought about it and called him again, "Tell Shi Bao, it is better to give a martial arts event. If you get the three best, one person will be the one who will deal with these three dog officials."

The visitor got the will and left the message.

Fang La lost his sexual intercourse at this time and gave a few more words to ask Fang Ruyi to rest. Then he talked and touched his chest. He felt a sense of depression. It seemed that his previous internal injuries had not yet healed.
Chapter completed!