Datang broom star

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A group of people blocked the front.

The leader is Cui's steward.

There are more than ten big men behind him, and everyone is carrying a big stick in their hands.

The steward took a step forward, "Go back."

The hermits panicked and retreated one after another.

"Auntie! Auntie!"

"Aye..."

Children are howling, women are weeping.

"Go back!" the old man shouted.

"This is Mrs. Cui, we can't afford to offend him!"

The steward grinned and said, "Who won't get out?"

A man stepped back a bit, and the manager pointed at him, "Hit!"

Several slaves rushed up, grabbed the man, and then beat him severely.

"stop fighting!"

The man's family was afraid at first, but when they saw the slaves whipping them hard with sticks, they rushed up to stop him.

"Fight together!"

The steward squinted at those people.

He needs a chicken, and a man's family is just right.

After beating a chicken, do those monkeys still dare to run around?

"Beat... broken leg!"

At first he wanted to yell to be beaten to death, but suddenly he twitched and changed to breaking his leg.

Jia Ping'an was in Qinghe County, and if he killed Yinhu at this time, would the killer use this to make trouble?

The slaves picked up their sticks and grinned grinningly.

"help me!"

The woman lay on top of the children, and the old man stretched out his hand to stop it...

Adults howl, children howl...

"Who dares to take the lead?"

The steward said coldly: "This is Mrs. Cui. To crush your family to death is like crushing a group of ants!"

Who dares to take the lead?

A group of hermits, some shrank timidly, some clenched the hoes in their hands, but they dared not go up...

A howling child suddenly yelled, "Aye, I want to study!"

……

The scene suddenly fell silent, and the miserable howls of the family seemed to be silenced.

"I want to study!"

The child yelled a few times, then hid behind his mother in fright.

His father was panting, his eyes were red.

"I...I can be a slave all my life, but my child...my child can't, I want him to study, to take the imperial examination, to walk side by side with those people..."

He held up his hoe, "I want to get out!"

The steward grinned, "There's another one here, hit it!"

Those big men rushed over with sticks in their hands.

An old man shivered and shouted: "Kill me and wait for nothing, protect the children and go out!"

In an instant, all the adults moved.

Hoes, shovels, sticks...

All kinds of weapons are flying around.

Those slaves were full of confidence at the beginning, but they were beaten and screamed as soon as they touched them.

Even the women waved sticks or shovels through gritted teeth.

"Give Way!"

They only want to make a way for their children and grandchildren, even if they fall at the intersection of this road.

"Help!"

A slave with a broken leg was limping and jumping outside, shouting with a pale face.

"help me!"

Those big men were knocked down to the ground, and the steward even saw a five or six-year-old boy patting Haonu's head with a stone, crying and cursing, "I told you to beat my mother!"

A group of big men were wiped out in just a moment.

These hermits supported their injured relatives and slowly approached the steward.

The steward took a step back, "What are you waiting for? What are you going to do? This is Mrs. Cui, report back to the officer to kill you!"

The hermits did not speak, but the manager found something was wrong.

These hermits who used to nod and bow when they saw him, now straightened their backs.

"If they don't give us a way to survive, then we will fight!"

After a cry, the steward was knocked down with a stick.

"It's on fire."