Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Chapter 295: Sparing Life, Do Not Commit Evil

"Everyone, if you have something to say, let's just talk it out. Why make such a fuss?" Qu Jiantou said with a cold face.

While signaling the people around him to inform the news.

But he was surrounded by villagers on all sides, with no chance of escape.

"Qu Jiantou, when you led the people to collect grain, we begged you and even knelt down in front of you, but you didn't even try to talk nicely."

The burly man in the lead was called Wang Hu. He laughed heartily, but there was a sinister look in his eyes.

"Yes, I've hit my head and it's broken, but you haven't reduced your collection even a little bit. Are your hearts made of iron or stone? Since you are so cruel, don't blame us, the suffering people, for uniting and demanding back what belongs to us."

Next to Wang Hu stood a man who was equally tall, but a little thinner, like his right-hand man.

He was not lying, and there was indeed a bruise on his forehead.

"Give us back our food." Someone shouted.

"Return all our food and our silver, or we will not rest."

"Return the grain and the money, and we will not stop until we get back to you."

"Return the grain and the money, and we will not stop until we get back to you."

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and raised their hands. The sound was so powerful that it echoed in the air, and even the dead leaves on the trees were shaken off.

"If you don't return the food and the money, don't even think about leaving here today."

"Now, immediately, return it."

Qu Jiantou frowned. How could he repay the debt? The money and food had already been transported to the vanguard and were on their way north.

Heavy pressure pressed down on him, as if there were heavy stones on all sides, getting closer and closer, squeezing his body and heart.

"Everyone, calm down." He came up with an idea and raised his hand.

"This matter can be discussed. You register your names in the register, and within three days, the money and grain will be returned to you."

Wang Hu was not someone to be trifled with. He threw his head back and laughed heartily: "Brothers, he's going to put our names on a list of people to be beheaded. Then, they'll find us one by one, get rid of us one by one, and return the money and food. It's all wishful thinking."

"They say they're willing to negotiate, but they actually have evil intentions. Instead of harboring unrealistic fantasies about them, it's better to just kill them and take the food. That way we can get more."

"Yes, they've already asked us to hand over the names of those to be beheaded. There's no room for negotiation. We have more people now, and they are no match for us. Why should we be afraid of them? We've been pushed to this point. Anyone who backs down is a coward."

The villagers in front also wanted to discuss it, but now they saw through Qu Jiantou's idea and raised their axe and stone axe.

"Kill kill kill."

"Kill, kill, kill!"

When the people of Qiaotou Village saw the rebellious villagers in such a formation, and because they were still angry because they had just been levied with taxes and grain, they immediately joined in with dozens of people.

The villagers' faces were filled with hatred and hatred, and with such an atmosphere, they were no longer able to think any further.

Qu Jiantou and the clerk only brought a few dozen people with them, so they were no match for so many villagers. Knowing that they would die here today, Qu Jiantou's face turned pale and he showed a rare fear, and the clerk was trembling even more.

Their men could hardly hold their swords steady, shaking as they were about to fall to the ground.

But the villagers had never killed anyone. Although they were all angry and shouted slogans loudly, no one dared to take action.

Ending a living life was a huge shock to them who were used to being honest and dutiful.

Wang Hu snorted coldly: "At the critical moment, if you are timid, what can you accomplish? Leave these two leaders to me. Let me set an example for you."

As he said this, he snatched the stone axe from a villager's hand, strode forward, raised it and was about to chop Qu Jian on the head.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and the villagers' faces had different expressions, some expectant, some excited, some nervous and afraid, and some worried.

They had a premonition that once the axe was chopped down, things would develop in an irreversible direction, and whether they succeeded or failed, there would be no way back.

Qu Jiantou closed his eyes and waited for death.

He just said slowly: "If I die, none of you will live."

"It's funny. When things get pushed to this point, no one has a way out." Wang Hu felt like a hero at this moment, doing something that the people wanted.

As more and more people join his team, he will be able to fight against the imperial court, and maybe even create a general trend in the world, overthrow the current imperial court, and become the emperor.

He felt excited at the thought of being able to call the wind and rain and having the world in his hands.

"To spare someone from the axe is to commit a crime."

Qiao Jianer sat on the armrest of the carriage and shouted loudly.

The girl's voice was like a clear stream, piercing through the air and carrying a hint of sharpness, reaching everyone's ears.

The stone axe in Wang Hu's hand was already half-chopped, almost falling above Qu Jiantou's head.

Looking back, I saw a young man driving a horse-drawn carriage hurriedly coming with a thin and petite girl beside him.

She was not sitting, but standing on the front rack of the car, as still as a bell, with a pair of black eyes that were cold and clear to the bone, and a faint aura of swallowing mountains and rivers.

The small body hides huge energy.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was shocked.

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had just been scared by this girl.

It's funny that such a grown man like him could be so frightened. It's really weird.

A feeling of frustration washed over me, mixed with anger.

"Damn it! A guy as tall as a little mouse actually dares to order me around.

Wang Hu cursed: "You don't allow me to kill him, right? I'm going to kill him anyway."

The axe was raised again.

The galloping carriage rushed into the crowd, clearing a wide path. The villagers had never seen such a scene and quickly retreated.

At the moment when the axe was about to hit Qu Jiantou's head, Dayong pulled out the sword next to the front rack and struck him in the air.

This sword is well-forged and has just been sharpened. It is the good sword I picked up when I defeated those bandits. It is even better than the one distributed in the camp.

It must have been made by a private craftsman at a high price.

Now, these swords can be used openly and kept at home.

The sword made a whistling sound as it flew through the air, and at the critical moment, it knocked away the stone axe that had cut into Qu Jian's head.

With a clanging sound, the sword and the stone axe fell together in the distance, and the axe handle broke off. This was the result of the huge force poured into it, which was shocking to see.

Qu Jiantou froze in place, the stone axe scratched his head, and a large stream of blood flowed down his forehead.