A stick of incense is about to pass in the blink of an eye. More than 20 tax police outside are ready for a strong attack. As long as the people inside do not cooperate with him, the iron fist of taxation will be greeted.

There are four additional explosive packs on the gate, which is not very powerful, which means that the gate can be blasted into pieces.

My tax department is not a violent organization, and it has to hit the door even if it opens. Our tax department has very gentle methods and directly hits the bomb.

"Master, what should we do?" The housekeeper bent down in front of the old master of the Zheng family and asked.

"What should I do? What else can I do? Why didn't you tell them who our Zheng family is?" The old man of the Zheng family stared at the two little actors singing on the stage, and did not take the people from the tax bureau seriously.

What a tax bureau, there are people in our Zheng family!

And in this Wu County, no one dares to speak to our Zheng family like this. I wonder if my second son is the right minister of the Southern Ministry of Revenue. Do you know what the minister is? An inexplicable thing!

The old man of the Zheng family felt that the people outside were just pretending and had the ability to come in and try it out to see if our Zheng family is easy to bully.

"Master, I'm not afraid of ten thousand, but I'm afraid of it. It's not a big deal if I meet a young man and hurt the servants. If I frighten the young masters and ladies in the mansion, especially your master's Yaxing, it would be a bad thing." The housekeeper asked with some concern. He always felt that the people outside seemed to be joking with him.

"Who are there outside? How old are you?" The old man ate with dried fruit in one hand, and waved to the little actor on the stage with the other hand.

"Come on! Come on, come on, come on, come on the master's arms, give me some pain, hehe..."

The two little actors could only slowly walk over with their heads down and their faces shyly, and stood obediently beside the old man of the Zheng family.

But the old man of the Zheng family reached out and twisted the arms of the two little actors hard, and his fair skin suddenly turned blue and purple.

The two little actors could only resist the pain and make a whimpering sound.

"Hahaha!" The old man of the Zheng family laughed very much.

It seems that he really doesn't care about the tax officials and is so disdainful.

"Master, the young man is also worried that those taxpayers seem to be young people in their twenties. The young man is afraid that these young people are ungrateful and it will be bad if they get upset." The butler is most worried about this.

Young people are so impulsive, but if they are really impulsive, it is really hard to deal with.

"Young man? The young man is indeed a little unaware of the great world. Go and take my famous post and ask the county magistrate to come and see how these tax officials who don't know where they came from are bullying us, a commoner. Please come and make the decision for me." The old man of the Zheng family waved his hand and ordered the housekeeper to do it.

"Master, the county magistrate has already gone to Yingtian Prefecture. Now the largest county magistrate is the county magistrate." The housekeeper reminded.

"Then call the county magistrate over and see how brave these people are!" The old man of the Zheng family was impatient, waved his hand to let the butler get out, and then reached out to one of the little actors.

At this moment, a huge explosion suddenly came from outside.

"boom!"

After this sound, the old man of the Zheng family trembled and his hand stretched out was so scared that he shrank back. Even the evil thoughts in his heart were scared and his heart stopped for a few beats.

Outside the Zheng family mansion, the tax police who were hiding from the blasting stretched out their heads and looked at the half door that had been blasted by themselves and couldn't help but look at it.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk. I put too much explosives. The Zheng family's door is too unsolid. I cut corners." The tax police officer in charge of the blasting shrank his head and said, "I'm talking about it."

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"What are you doing while standing there! Follow me!" Yi Qiuhe took the lead and rushed in with more than 20 tax police officers.

"Not good! No good! Master, the door is gone, the door is destroyed by those Tiansha taxes!" A servant hurriedly ran in and shouted when he saw the old master of the Zheng family.

"What! My Zheng family's door is gone!" Old Master Zheng pointed at the door of his house with trembling hands.

How great aggrievance is, it hit the door of someone else when you come up. This is just a thrust from the Zheng family's face to the ground and it is a kind of public thrust that every common person knows.

The clay man is still three points more popular, not to mention that the old man of the Zheng family is not the kind of person he seems to have with.

Destroying people's doors means destroying people's face. The more big a family, the more they need face.

Today, this beam is so big!

"Call all the servants, I want to meet this tax officer!"

As soon as the two sides met, there was an atmosphere of Zhang crossbow drawing his sword. Yi Qiuhe was looking for the Zheng family's ruler, but he jumped out by himself.

"The Taxation Bureau is doing its business! Who are you talking to the Zheng family?" Yi Qiuhe asked without fear at all when he looked at the people in front of him.

"I'll ask you! You smashed the door of my house!" The old man of the Zheng family asked angrily.

"Ask again, we are from the Taxation Bureau. Now it is the taxation period. Quickly find your people to see me!" Yi Qiuhe was too lazy to answer and asked directly.

"Boy, you are arrogant! It seems that if you don't give you some awesomeness, you don't know how many eyes you have with your prince!"

"Come on me! Take them off!"

The old man of the Zheng family was so angry that his eyebrows were about to fly out of his head. No one dared to speak to him like this. Today he would show this naughty green color!

As for the people who are not officials, he doesn't care. The power of officials seems to be stronger. Teaching these people is a trivial matter. To put it bluntly, what can I do if I kill all of these people?

There is someone above me!

Someone can settle everything!

The family who received the permission went up and waved the iron chains one by one, waving the sticks and hitting the tax police in the face.

After a while of sex.

Plus another mess of punches and kicks.

The ground was lying full of Zheng's ward, and the housekeeper was pressed to squat on the ground, and the old man of Zheng was trampled under his feet by Yi Qiuhe.

It's the kind of lying on the ground and stepping on one foot under the feet.

"Are you still making trouble?" Yi Qiuhe asked, stepping on the face of the old lady in the Zheng family.

"I won't pee anymore, I won't pee anymore." The old man replied quickly with his windy teeth.

"Stop making trouble, we can have a good chat this time!" Yi Qiuhe exerted a little force, and Old Master Zheng's face suddenly began to deform.

"No urine heat, no urine heat, um, what kind of heat you lock, what kind of heat you lock up?" The old man of the Zheng family was very conscious of the current affairs and did not go against Yi Qiuhe.
Chapter completed!