Chapter 1584 (2/2)

”In the autumn of the same year, Fang Zhonghu, the third son of the Fang family, forcibly occupied the store's wife and daughter after drinking. He just met Huang Shao, a disciple of Qingyun sword sect. He was afraid of punishment, so he offered treasure to buy Huang Shao. In order to prevent their deeds from being exposed, they conspired to set the store on fire. All 328 people in the store were spared!”

”After half a month in the same year, in order to operate several mines robbed, the Fang family wantonly arrested ordinary people to act as miners. They were afraid that others would take back the minerals, so they ordered the miners to mine with twice the usual workload until the mine was robbed, and the death toll of miners reached more than 18000!”

”In the winter of the same year, Fang Tianjue, the then head of the family, led the Department to intercept and kill the freight caravan of Jinxi firm. There were 300 people in the whole team, only two of them escaped, and all the others were killed.”

”In the winter of the same year, eight days later, Fang Tianjue once again led his ministry to intercept the blue ocean merchant ship at Feilong gorge, killing more than 400 people and 18 innocent passenger ships, a total of 5642 people!”

”Ten days later in the same year...”

Silk is like the Milky way of the nine days, flying in the air. Tang Lichuan counts the crimes in it, but less than half of Zhu Xiang has not been counted in the past!

When it came to ”autumn two years ago”, Tang Lichuan was so angry that he couldn't go on. He grabbed Fang Daolin's head and smashed it on the ground. Suddenly, blood splashed. But at this time, no one felt Fang Daolin's pity. Even after listening to Tang Lichuan's detailed crimes, he wanted to break the thief up.

”Martial arts fight, life and death are in heaven! No matter how much you die, it's just your own poor strength and can't blame others... But you waste family even let ordinary people go. You're a scum of martial arts, not as good as animals!”

He hit the ground hard, and the blood from Fang Daolin's forehead had splashed on the faces of the criminals in the front row.

Tang Lichuan took a deep breath, stood up straight, and shouted to someone under the stage, ”elder Liu! Such a scum, why don't you reward the good and punish the evil, but take it for your own use? This is the justice you shout?”

The old man who is already sweating under the stage is one of the elders of Qingyun sword sect in Sanhe Mansion Branch.

Originally, they got the order from the general altar. They have ordered the disciples to restrain their behavior and prepare to withdraw from Tang Lichuan's territory together.

Who knows that the general forum has strictly forbidden the disciples to participate in the actions related to Tang Lichuan, but there are still stupid pigs who disobey the order, causing him to be ”invited” by Xia Jiuqing and a group of people from the branch 500 miles away to watch this picture of punishing the heart and criticizing the crime.

Tang Lichuan's words were like a heavy hammer, which made him flustered and didn't know how to answer.

The man Tang Lichuan caught was indeed a disciple of his Qingyun sword sect, and he was also a steward with a position. Regardless of whether the official position had real power, he was also a cadre of their Qingyun sword sect, which he could not shirk anyway.

If it was Fang Daolin's personal behavior to quibble about participating in the assassination of the martial arts Hou's house, would the angry Tang Lichuan think that these powerful elders supervising the sect were useless furnishings and directly killed him on the spot? No one is sure.

At this time, elder Liu only felt that his head was as big as a fight and his breath was not smooth. If the zongmen adhered to the principle of old patriarch Ouyang and really promoted justice, how could it end like this today.

Having accepted Fang Daolin, a scum, we should have expected that one day this misbehaved stupid dog would also violate the will of their Qingyun sword sect.

Today, Tang Lichuan invited me to question him. Life and death are unpredictable. I really can't blame others. It's just that the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked