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Chapter 124 Helpless

When the Li brothers saw this, they were overjoyed and shouted:

"Brothers, chase!"

Everyone obeyed the order, quickly brandished their swords, and headed towards Qian Yang's escape direction.

At this time, the screams following the weather had already alarmed Qian Yang who was hurriedly fleeing in front. The guard hurriedly said: "Master, the situation is urgent now. Now they are running wildly and are about to catch up. They can't escape anymore. We

Please delay here while you and your wife escape first."

Qian Yang's face suddenly turned sallow and earth-colored. He shuddered all over and muttered:

"I didn't expect that I would encounter a robber in a bad year! Come on! You can't even kill the robber, so what's the use of raising you!"

Afterwards, Qian Yang and Xiao walked quickly and sneaked away from the trail.

Besides, the Li brothers led the bandits and the battle was in full swing. Everyone drew their swords and swarmed in. They were in front of the guards in an instant.

At this time, the sixty guards had already been divided into three rows, with twenty people in each row, each holding a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, waiting for the arrival of the Li brothers and their men.

The Li brothers led everyone to the sixty guards and quickly stood up in formation.

After giving an order, the Li brothers divided the thirty bandits into two teams at the front and back, stood up with swords in hand, and prepared to fight with the sixty guards.

The two teams of men and horses met each other, and the bandits and thugs fought with each other. They all held swords and drew their swords. They were really murderous and full of anger.

The thug was like a tiger, and the sharp sword in his hand flashed with cold light. He only wanted to protect Qian Yang, and did not want to put his life in danger.

On the other side, the bandits, led by the Li brothers, were divided into two teams, left and right, waving the long knives in their hands, shining brightly.

I saw men and horses from both sides fighting each other with swords. But the Li brothers jumped up, stepped into the middle of the queue, and shouted to their men: "Brothers, the first team is the first to attack."

Following the order from the Li brothers, the bandits from the first team rose up upon hearing the sound, and each jumped forward, waving their long knives in their hands, and tried their best to chop down the sixty guards facing them.

The thugs who were facing each other secretly rejoiced when they saw that the first team to attack only had fifteen people. They all thought in their minds: "Humph, how can you defeat me and others with such a mere number?"

, It’s really a matter of striking an egg against a stone and seeking your own death!”

With this in mind, the sixty-strong guard formation did not panic at all. When they saw the bandits coming, they stretched out their sharp knives and long swords and waved them to fight.

I could only hear the swords meeting each other, the glint of the swords and the shadows of the swords, and see the bursts of cold light, like the sun shining in the sky. It was also like the roar of a dragon out of the sea, and the sound of tigers roaring to the sky, endless.

The first group of bandits who rushed forward bravely to kill them saw that the sixty guards acted carelessly, and all of them suddenly became angry.

Their long knives were faster, they swung more swiftly, and their sword movements changed in the air, like silver snakes coming out of their holes.

For a moment, it was flying up and down, flying left and right, dazzling the sixty guards.

Just like that, the first group of bandits attacked and fought with sixty guards for nearly thirty rounds, with no outcome in sight.

At this time, the bandits standing in the second team knew that the situation was critical and must take action quickly.

I saw them winking at the Li brothers, then cheering, and quickly waving the long knives in their hands.

He jumped forward and joined forces with the first team to rush into the sixty guards.

The sixty guards were changing their formations when they saw a second group of men and horses rushing towards them with swords. They were all shocked and shouted in unison:

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"Come on, you two teams of bandits, we must behead you all today!"

Hearing the sword dance, two formations of men and horses fought together. Sixty guards fought desperately, forming a sea of ​​melee.

The Li brothers were watching the formation, and the two teams were fighting fiercely.

I saw them jumping up, raising their spears, and flying fiercely in the air. In an instant, they lightly passed by the dozens of guards and chased towards the trail.

The Li brothers saw Qian Yang running hastily along the path and wondered where Xiao had gone.

Immediately, the Li brothers stepped forward and stopped Qian Yang.

"Hero, spare your life! If you want money, I can give it to you! Please let me go!" Qian Yang knelt down and begged for mercy. "How much money can you give?" Li Mengyan stopped his hand and asked in a rough voice.

"Whatever these two heroes want, as long as they have the money, they will give it to them!" Right now, life is more important than money, and money is no longer an issue.

"Your entire worth! Including your head!"

After that, Li Mengxi quickly handed the gun to Qian Yang, and the gun was extremely fast.

Hearing Huo's sound, before Qian Yang could dodge sideways, the Li brothers' spears had already penetrated their chests.

Instantly, a stream of hot blood spurted out from his chest, like a huge wave in the sky, and splashed all over Xiao's face who was hiding in the grass.

When Xiao saw this, he was so frightened that he opened his mouth and said nothing.

Li Mengyan quickly drew his sword and shot Qian Yang in the head again. The gun was filled with blood and was extremely sharp.

There was just a whooshing sound, and Li Mengyan's spear slashed into the back of Qian Yang's huge head again. The spear was pulled out, and blood gushed out like a river.

The money raised his eyes, closed his eyes, howled, and died immediately.

Xiao was left cowering in the grass until dawn.

Although Xiao reported it to the government, the government did not know the whereabouts of the bandits and there was nothing they could do about it for the time being.

Qian Yang's concubine, Mrs. Xu, was eight months pregnant and was about to give birth. She was devastated by the news of Qian Yang's death. She didn't know why a kind-hearted person like Qian Yang was killed.

Xu's family was poor, and there was a famine, and they were unable to make a living, so they fled to Hezhou with their parents. Unexpectedly, their parents contracted a strange disease and died of it when they arrived in Hezhou. Xu's family raised money everywhere to bury their parents.

Xu was born beautiful, but she met a street gangster and happened to meet Qian Yang. Qian Yang not only took her in, but also buried her parents for her. For Xu, this was a timely help.

From then on, Xu followed Qian Yang wholeheartedly.

Qian Yang treated the Xu family very well indeed. In addition, Qian Yang was rich and the Xu family was well clothed and well-fed, and she was never treated harshly. This made the Xu family, who had never suffered from poverty, even more grateful.

Now, Qian Yang, the pillar of the family, has died, and Mrs. Xu has shed tears.

She is currently pregnant and it is inconvenient to keep watch, so she rests in the house and does not dare to be careless. After all, she still has Qian Yang's flesh and blood in her belly.

Qian Yang was dead, and there was a pregnant woman in labor at home. Xiao had to take care of everything.

There are white silk hangings on both sides of the door of Qian's house. Standing at the door and looking in, you can see the impeccably tidy courtyard. In the courtyard, there are all the items needed for the funeral.

Looking further inside, we can see the hall that was temporarily used as a mourning hall. In the center is a newly painted coffin, with the word "Dian" in gold letters on a black background extremely eye-catching.

Cut long strips of spike-shaped paper from white paper and tie them on the wooden pole one by one.

On the high-gate courtyard, white gauze hangs, and the lanterns are also white. In this dark night, they are so pale that it makes people uncomfortable for no reason.

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Inside Qian's house, some cries of varying pitches could be heard, from both men and women. At the gate, both the servants and the guards were all wearing sackcloth and mourning. This was a sign of heavy mourning.

According to the rules, the wake is held by immediate family members.

Qian Yang had two daughters and one son, but the son was still young and could not watch the funeral, so his two daughters stayed in front of the funeral.

It was the first time for the two daughters to hold a wake by themselves, and they felt a little embarrassed as they knelt aside.

He didn't dare to look at the coffin in the middle of the hall.

Although Qian Yang was his father and loved his two daughters very much during his lifetime, they still dared not look directly at death because of their fear of death.

Mrs. Xiao knelt in front of the coffin. Her eyes were red and tears fell down her face from time to time.

Qian Yang is the head of the family, and now something tragic happened. He still has two daughters and a son who is several months old at home, and he doesn't know how to live his life in the future.

The Qian family's business has been experiencing many difficulties in recent days. Although the family still has some money, after all, there is no man in charge of the family, so everything is inconvenient.

Mr. Xiao is not good at handling business matters, and he is afraid that he cannot maintain this business.

Thinking of the difficult days to come and Qian Yang's tragic death, Ms. Xiao's heart throbbed and she sobbed loudly.

Mrs. Xiao was tired from crying, so she and her daughter knelt beside Qian Yang's coffin, burning the gold and silver paper money bit by bit.

The firelight danced in Xiao's eyes, and she knelt there in a daze.

Ms. Xiao carefully recalled every moment she had with Qian Yang. She sighed, looked up at Qian Yang lying in the coffin, and was heartbroken.

She still remembered what Qian Yang said to her on the trail. He told her to hide, and he drew the attention of the bandits.

Qian Yang asked Xiao to live a good life with his children. He knew that his chance of survival was slim, so he still left the hope of survival to Xiao at the critical moment of life and death.

To others, no matter how cruel Qian Yang is as a businessman, as a husband and a father, Qian Yang is loving and considerate.

When she thought of this, her tears welled up again.

"Madam, please have some food!" The maid's voice sounded in my ears.

Mrs. Xiao quickly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand and turned to look over. She saw the maid carrying a big plate with some food on it.

The two daughters stood up and saw Mrs. Xiao not moving, so they said, "Mom, come over and eat."

"Yes, grandma, come and have dinner."

The eldest daughter Qian Yuan reached out to help Xiao, who was kneeling next to her, up.

But Mrs. Xiao shook her head and said, "I won't eat, I have no appetite..."

The two looked at each other and could only walk aside and eat first.

After meal.

Going around the screen, Mrs. Xiao was still kneeling on the mat, burning the paper money bit by bit. Qian Yuan knelt beside her and took the wad of paper money in her hand.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Xiao's voice was a little hoarse, like soil that had dried up for a long time, cracking one by one.

"Well, mother, you go and eat."

"No, I won't eat... ugh."

Mrs. Xiao sighed again.

There were noisy voices outside the door.

Ms. Xiao knelt in the living room and could only vaguely hear it, but when she listened carefully, it was not very clear.

Everything seems like a dream.

Outside the door, the dark wind blew, sending a chill down one's spine. A crescent moon hung in the dark night, sometimes appearing in the sky and sometimes hiding behind the clouds.
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