N-A-A Chapter 245
Chapter 245
Jiang Mu chatted with the family of three for a while, and when he got up to hand over the bowl, three or four officials blocked his way.
"Boy, the horse is good, let's play for two days with the official master?"
"How about letting you eat two more bowls of porridge later?"
The leading official patted Jiang Mu's shoulder with a smile.
Jiang Mu glanced at a few people with slanted eyes, and shook his head in a muffled voice: "Horses are ancestral and cannot be sold." "
Ancestral?"
"Boy, how old are you, can this horse live for a hundred years?"
The official who was then led by the official was estimated to be the leader of the four-person squad, and he lowered his voice and said: "Don't be ignorant, you are a homeless person..."
A displaced person, who has no identity and no registration, is killed if he dies.
Jiang Mu chuckled, bypassing these officials and handing over his bowl.
"I just don't know how to lift, what should I do?"
Jiang Mu's voice also came.
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the official at the head.
"Keep an eye on this kid for me, his horse I'm going to decide!"
There are many people, and this official is really not good at attacking Jiang Mu, there is no reason.
But the reason can be found, and it only takes an opportunity.
In the next few days, Jiang Mu lined up to make porridge as usual.
The more porridge is given, the more displaced people will gather.
The amount of porridge allocated daily is also getting smaller and smaller, and if it were not for the presence of officials, they might have all begun to riot and rob.
Jiang Mu also found that many people were staring at his horse with bad intentions, and their eyes were full of longing.
This is not a good horse, but a tempting piece of fragrant meat.
When night came, Jiang Mu rested against the corner of the wall, and some homeless people tiptoed to lead his horse.
It's just that before they had time to move, they were knocked down by Jiang Musan's two punches.
I can't even eat enough, how can I have a strong pneumatic hand.
"Not good, this guy can do kung fu!"
"It's underestimating people!"
"It won't be a martial artist, will it?"
These horse thieves were deflated, and they no longer dared to fight the horse.
But never enough to eat, people will go crazy.
At the beginning, some people fought in the stalls where the porridge was divided, frantically grabbing food, in exchange for a severe beating by the official.
Some people even lost their lives because of it.
There was too little to eat, and some people fainted from hunger, lying motionless on the ground, and if no one cared, it was estimated to be a dead word.
"We want to see Lord Prefectural Commander!"
"Why don't you let us into town!"
"What's the difference between drinking these rice soups all day and just drinking water?!"
Some displaced people shouted, but no one paid attention to them.
Anyone who wanted to make trouble was beaten without exception.
I can't eat enough, where is the strength to resist?
Can only be beaten.
Jiang Mu just stood closer when he was watching the play, and he was implicated.
It was still the four officials who had embarrassed him in the first place.
"Kill this kid, the horse is ours!"
Anyway, there are more displaced people making trouble, and it is normal to be killed some.
Jiang Mu was about to leave with his horse leading, but the group of officials quickly pounced.
"It's really ignorant."
Jiang Mu shook his head, punched and kicked again, and knocked down this group of officials.
"A martial artist?"
Seeing this, this group of officials looked shocked.
After being hungry for so long, and still able to fight, watching fists and feet, clean and neat, presumably martial arts will go far all the way.
"You little homeless people want to rebel too?!!"
The official roared: "Colleagues quickly arrest this person with me, he is most likely a thief!"
A big black hat immediately buttoned Jiang Mu.
There has always been only official errands to beat the displaced, where will there be a reason for the displaced people to ride on the head of the official?
Other officials saw the situation and also came to their support.
Jiang Mu was one person and one horse, and he was not afraid.
Not to mention these people, it is estimated that the entire Great Zhou Dynasty is useless to go together.
"I'm not a thief, but I have nothing to say if you treat me as a thief."
Jiang Mu said calmly.
At this moment, he actually gave birth to the feeling of being at home.
If he was really a displaced, this wave would have died in vain.
It's a pity that he is a monk.
A group of officials surrounded Jiang Mu to fight, Jiang Mu did not bully them, without the slightest mana, simply punched and kicked, even the physical strength was not used, and the crushing was completed.
The sword slashed, but it couldn't touch him in the slightest.
Jiang Mu's side attracted most of the firepower, and the stall where the porridge was divided was chaotic without maintenance.
And the city officials had to report the county order, and they couldn't catch up for a while.
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