The report over the past three hundred years is much more detailed, but behind every detail, there are dense legal and reasonableness.

In the three hundred years of Zhenguan era, the country was governed by virtue and even more according to law.

Holy, fairness, justice...

Huh, Huh...

After taking a deep breath of cigarette, Zan Xuemen squinted his eyes. He was very nervous at this moment, far less cold and ruthless mood than he seemed to be on the surface, and it affected all aspects.

He knew that there must be something wrong with the brother troops in the east, and it might be possible that the entire army would be wiped out.

One side of the Dongjiang Reservoir was originally a valley, and you had to pass through it, you could take water or highways, but that road was on the southeast side and was a low-lying area.

If the reservoir collapses, it is impossible to escape, and it is not impossible to be rushed into the Dongjiang River directly.

It was a strengthening battalion of the Tax Police Corps, a local brigade in Nandu. It had 500 troops, more than 20 cars of all sizes, and more than a dozen cannons, and there were no need to say more about various types of muskets.

If you soak all the tax police team here in Nandu will be completely ruined.

Big moves will come sooner or later.

The Zanxue Sect is now irritable. It is no longer the matter of being scolded by people after killing many people, but whether he has the opportunity to climb up.

"If it really starts fighting..."

Unlike the "scholars" of the Central Encyclopedia and the Central Propaganda Yuan in Luoyang, these nobles who spend every day in Luonan "Nan City" know the pain of collecting taxes outside.

Every day, tax police died of misfortune, every day, tax officials were beaten to death, every day, there were fire and conflicts.

Every day, the tax police officers are carrying corruption, and every day, there are tax officials and merchants who communicate in advance with the merchants...

Fighting wits and courage is not enough to describe the complexity of it.

Zanxuemen envied his ancestor Zan Junmo. In the former "Tianzhu", he only needed to serve "Zhenren Li". This immortal killed the dragon today and was granted the title tomorrow, so he didn't need to consider so much.

"The Feng family should preserve more strength..."

It is precisely because he is a member of the tax system that Zanxuemen has a very intuitive understanding of the strength of the Feng family.

Of course, although the Feng family is strong, he doesn't think it will be Boss Qian's opponent.

The head of the Huangtang Tianchao Taxation Administration can mobilize resources, in addition to the tax system, there are also Kuaiji Qian family and wealthy families south of Taihu Lake in Jiangdong Province.

"I don't understand."

Zan Xuemen is not sure how many backup moves the boss at the top has, but judging from the current situation, there will definitely be a huge loss.

"I can't control that much, it's not a husband without poison!"

If you want to impress the boss of Qian, you must do a loud job!

It may not be beautiful, but it must be impressive and completed!

Zanxuemen knew that if he wanted to climb up and make a dog for Qiandian, the boss of Tianzi, he would have no way out.

Even if you are all black, it doesn’t matter, because the darker you are on your body, the more you dare to use you.

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No one dares to use you in the world. Only the rich boss dares to use it, and only the rich boss dares to use it.

Whoosh~~~

A sound came from the east, far away, but the sound was very unique.

Accompanied by a flash of light, green flash is a signal.

"damn it!"

After cursing, the half-part smoke from the goalkeeper Zanxue fell directly to the ground, lifted his foot and stepped on it hard, and then said, "Everyone is taken care of!"

"yes!"

Those frightened and uneasy "mobs" were immediately disbanded and reorganized, and then rushed to different rooms and workshops.

The people in the secret service all used the statement of convenience and detention. The "mobs" did not think so much. At this time, they were all in fear and honestly crowded together, and then crowded into different rooms.

Mingda Sugar Industry General Factory is the starting point for Feng’s sugar-making business, workshops, sheds, offices, warehouses, material rooms, etc., all sizes of the site.

The "mobs" were tied up with their hands and were taken to a workshop. Hundreds of people squatted there, trembling, trying to look around, but in the end they only dared to use their light.

Because if you look up a little, you will be hit by the secret service personnel with a scabbard to make you look like stars.

"Don't move all the time!"

"What are we asking!"

"You just answer something!"

Everything seemed like normal torture. Some old fucked guys suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the tax police team was nothing great.

It was not until it seemed as if the sky had become dark that I realized that at some point, the doors and windows in the workshop had been completely closed.

The people from the spy company were still yelling there, but someone felt something was wrong and immediately shouted: "Sir! You, you..."

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Sir, didn't let you speak!"

"You can't speak!"

The sound of footsteps came, and someone was running outside. Then, various "gurgling" sounds came, like the friction between the roller and the ground, rolling sound.

Bang.

With a dull sound, someone heard someone scolding, "Damn it! Erqiu things are standing aside! This is oil! Even if you are fat, you can't fry the oil buns, so you're not as good as my little Ni'er. Get out!"

"yes!"

Bang!

"One opens the lid!"

"yes!"

There was quite a lot of noise outside, enough to make the people in the house start to get nervous, and panic began to spread in just a few seconds.

Someone suddenly stood up from the ground and rushed towards the last light. However, after rushing for less than two steps, he heard a gunshot and the man fell down.

Immediately afterwards, the officers in the room shouted loudly: "Everyone has it!"

Bang!

The tax police were covered in sweat on their foreheads and cheeks. The room was already cramped, but now it was even more depressing. Hundreds of people gathered inside and felt so hot that they were instantly hot.

“Evacuate!”

The last light was the last passage and the last door. Someone didn't react. However, when the tax police rushed out and closed the last light, they finally burst out with amazing roars caused by fear.

It seemed like a sound made from the Forgetful River and the mouths of the most vicious ghosts through the underworld.
Chapter completed!