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Chapter five hundred and ninety seventh compensation and accountability

Song Jianjia's words, who was outspoken, immediately made a lot of teenagers laugh. Among them, the one who laughed the most was not someone else, but Yue Qianqiu. Yan Xu's mouth twitched and his face turned dark. He immediately realized that no matter whether Su Shiqi was the admirer of the Thirteenth of the Iron Hammer Sea, he was now the wife who gave birth to three fat sons for him. He immediately became calm.

He is not the kind of husband who is jealous... Well, after I get home, I will ask my wife if it is true! If it were Song Jianjia's little girl who said nonsense, he would have to make her look good!

In contrast, Liu Guofeng, who was sitting on the ground and looking gray, did not pay much attention to him. His hands and ten fingers were clenched on the ground, almost deeply pierced into the mud. His fighting spirit of surviving in desperate situations was completely replaced by regret and unwillingness.

As a former disciple of the head of Tianqiao Pavilion, his swordsmanship and body skills are not as good as his attainments in the trap of the mechanism. At this time, he was seriously injured and lost the hostages he held, how could he not know that he would never escape from Tiantian today?

If there were no disciples from Tianqiao Pavilion who were talented but always suppressed by him this time; if it weren't for those teachers who had been teaching him, they obviously had hidden their own personalities; if it weren't for Xiao Jingjing who was not dead, he had set up a suspicion array; then he would have successfully captured Dai Zhanning alive, and there would be more room for maneuver at that time.

But the most annoying thing is that he chose the wrong person to be held hostage!

After the first laugh, Yue Qianqiu felt relaxed and he didn't look at Liu Guofeng. He smiled and bowed to Mr. Hai, who called himself Hai Shisan, and said, "I just thought about whether I would take the risk, but when I saw Mr. Hai suddenly took out a small hammer, I decided to wait and see first. I didn't expect you to bring such a big surprise to everyone."

Mr. Hai couldn't help but joke: "Young Master Jiu never thought that my little hammer was like a toy, just taking it out for fun?"

"I just think that things that people take out to save the ground in times of crisis are generally unlikely to be useless waste. Especially Mr. Hai, who even Liu Guofeng is willing to hold the wise man in order to escape." Yue Qianqiu said with a smile, "For example, since I escaped from the Beiyan Secret spies with those endless gadgets, I have always kept those things in hand for emergencies, for emergencies. This is the same truth."

Yan Xu felt the corners of his mouth twitching when he heard this. You are already a little master, and you still always bring those messy gadgets to the world. Is it nice to say it?

It was not until this time that Xiao Jingjing woke up suddenly with a sudden sensation. Before Mr. Hai could answer, she rushed forward suddenly. When Mr. Hai was in front of him, she suddenly grabbed his sleeve and stared at his neck with a bloodstain. But while his lips were squirming, she couldn't say a word.

Xiao Qingqing has been busy with various affairs over the years, enlightening and studying for her daughter, but Mr. Hai took care of most of the matter. At this time, thinking about the rumors of "stinging suicide by stinging the throat" that even he was shocked and angry, and seeing the little girl's eyes gradually turned red, it was obvious that she felt countless grievances and sadness in her heart. Mr. Hai couldn't help but sigh and reached out to touch Xiao Jingjing's head.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly turned to look at Yan Xu and said solemnly: "President Yan, the matter of robbing and killing you and the disciples of Xuan Dao Temple is indeed the order of the palace master. As for Liu Guofeng, on the grounds that the young palace master committed suicide by stabbing himself in the throat, the court could no longer tolerate the Red Moon Palace, he asked everyone to do his best and must take down Dai Zhanning. That was because I believed it first. Mr. Dai and others were injured very much because they had experienced robbery and killing. I will take all the responsibility. I hope to be able to be lighter than others in the Red Moon Palace!"

As he said that, he sat down cross-legged, throwing the small hammer as delicate as a toy, and putting his hands on his knees, looking like he was surrendering. Seeing his scene, Xiao Jingjing suddenly woke up and quickly opened his arms to block him. When she saw Yue Qianqiu's smiling expression, she blushed even more.

"If you want to say something wrong, it is my mother's fault, it is mine. It has nothing to do with Uncle Hai. No one knew that he could do martial arts before! I was also responsible for taking responsibility, it was not my turn to Uncle Hai!"

Hai Shisan and Xiao Jingjing successively demanded responsibility, and the warriors in the Red Moon Palace who had left their weapons looked at each other for a moment. Not everyone saw the young palace master appear, so they suddenly realized that the situation was hopeless, so many people wanted to draw a clear line between the abandoned weapons and Liu Guofeng, so they got away from the barrier. Therefore, these people immediately showed two reactions.

Most people weighed the pros and cons, adopted the same strategy as Hai Shisan, and sat cross-legged. Regardless of whether the act of confessing guilt or accepting fate was sincere, at least they had a clear attitude. Some people even sat down and shouted in a voice far greater than muttering: "No need for Mr. Hai and the young palace master to be punished. I cut someone with a knife. At worst, people will cut me off!"

In this way, the remaining two or three people who were still standing, and the desperate people who had not put down their weapons until now were attracted, were as prominent as a flock of cranes.

When they realized this, they had already found several figures flying towards them. Especially those who were seen as stubborn murderers holding weapons, they were even more fortunate to understand what it felt like to take together Yan Xu and Zhou Jiyue.

In just a few breaths, these guys who hesitated or refused to disarm were knocked to the ground. At this time, Yue Qianqiu, who had not even been able to get a phone out, coughed dryly and said, "The murderer is worthy of his life. Fortunately, no one died this time, and the matter did not hit the government. Apart from the emperor, not many people in the court knew about it. It can be considered as a private fight in the martial arts world."

"But!" Yue Qianqiu suddenly changed his vocabulary and said word by word, "Junior Brother Dai, Junior Brother Liu and their personal soldiers survived from death. This is obvious to all. Those who hurt others are punished. Those who just now refuse to admit their mistakes and even want to resist with weapons. No matter what their fate will end up in the future, they will be your own fault!"

"As for everyone who sits down, there must be some of you who have injured the two junior brothers Liu Dai and their personal soldiers before. I just heard something that you cut someone and let someone cut you off. I think it's not like that if you are tooth and eye for eye. Junior Sister Song, please go and see your injuries for junior brothers Dai and the others, and then estimate the general medical expenses."

Seeing Song Jianjia stunned for a moment, Yue Qianqiu agreed, and said with a smile: "The cost of medicine, loss of work, and compensation for mental damage. The Hongyue Palace will pay for these three things. Don't get me wrong. I'm not catching on with the money. Junior Brother Dai and Junior Brother Liu are not short of money, and I don't need it, so I don't accept financial compensation, only human compensation."

He said calmly with his fingers: "It's the Chinese New Year now, and the people who have been hurt by you are still unable to take care of them. And they have to take care of others in turn. Should you do your best?"

"Their family's ancestor worship has been delayed. Of course, you cannot worship your ancestors on their behalf, but shouldn't you help clean and renovate the ancestral hall?"

"If someone has bad legs and feet injured, it will not be cured in ten days or half a month. Should anyone who has done it, please carry him over the wheelchair when he is not able to pass through the wheelchair?"

Seeing that there were many dumbfounded faces in front of me, Yue Qianqiu shrugged and said, "Of course I am not a good person, but because many people are blinded by Liu Guofeng, I give you a chance to reform. You must know that if it weren't for you, they should have celebrated the New Year happily at home at this time, you should be glad that there was no one dead, otherwise it would be not that cheap!"

Reformed? It’s better to kill them!

However, a large group of people who have been hiding in the turbid world for most of their lives only felt their scalp numb, and even thought that this was better than to pay offense, go to jail, or be cut back by someone else. But in the opinion of Xiao Jingjing, who was still simple, it was much better than what Yue Qianqiu said compared to the bad results she had imagined when she agreed to his request before.

So, she agreed without thinking: "Okay, I promise you! I will take care of those injured!"

Dai Zhanning thought of the three bruised soldiers, and he had heard that Yue Qianqiu wanted to reconcile easily with others, as long as they were willing to pay money, he felt angry. But when he heard Yue Qianqiu say that he would not pay money but to pay manpower, he gradually tasted it. But even so, when he heard Xiao Jingjing agree to this matter, he still opened his mouth slightly.

Xiao Jingjing, the little girl, said she was the young master of the Red Moon Palace, but in fact she was kept in the dark about everything. She didn't expect that she was responsible... or she was so competitive! Can she take care of people?

It was too late for Hai Shisan to stop him. He pressed his temple with a headache, and then smiled bitterly: "I remember when I was plotted to death on the streets, I was the palace master who brought me back when I was in the most desolate way. These 20 years of quiet life were only due to the palace master. The young palace master agreed. What else can I say? I will sacrifice my life to accompany you!"

As soon as he heard this, Yue Qianqiu laughed; "Mr. Hai's words are serious. Those who hurt others will take care of the injured. Those who do not have the responsibility to hurt others will only compensate for the manpower. How can you sacrifice your life to accompany you? For example, if you add Spring Festival couplets to junior brother Dai, Liu and each of them, audit the account books of the family for them, and calculate the expenses, this is also a compensation for the crime!"

Zhou Jiyue finally couldn't help laughing out loud, thinking that Yue Qianqiu had never changed for so many years, and could actually think of such an incredible way to compensate for hurting people. So, seeing that Xiao Jingjing and Mr. Hai agreed one after another, and the others were either weak or dejected, she couldn't help but let go of a murderer she had just captured and asked.

"Qianqiu, what about these people?"

"These...hehe." Yue Qianqiu smiled meaningfully and said word by word, "Of course, after taking it back to Jinling, throw it to the relevant people of the Wude Department or the General Office of the General Office, and ask them if they had any crimes in the past! You must know that birds of a feather flock together, and people are in groups. What good things can be found if they follow Liu Guofeng almost all the way to the darkness?"

Yan Xu was not surprised that Qianqiu had endless ideas. At this time, he was stepping on the head of an unlucky guy who had just dared to wave his knife at him. He hugged his hands and glanced at Liu Guofeng with an extremely ugly face. He suddenly asked, "Qianqiu, have you forgotten someone yet?"

"Huh?" Yue Qianqiu looked at Yan Xu's gaze, and then he patted his forehead hard as if he had just thought of missing someone. Then he waved to the two disciples of Tianqiao Pavilion with a smile, "The disciples of Tianqiao Pavilion are looking for them. Do you want me to send someone to help the two junior brothers send the person back together and take a look for the Lord Xing Pavilion?"

Along the way, Qian Wuyi and Zhao Qingqing, two young disciples of Tianqiao Pavilion, were avoiding and even working the most in traps and mechanisms. Even so, when they found that Liu Guofeng was so sinister that it was shocking, they thought that the disciple of Tianqiao Pavilion was almost the next candidate for the next leader. The two still felt extremely embarrassed.

Therefore, Yue Qianqiu actually agreed to give the person to them for disposal, rather than handing it over to the Wude Department or the General Captain Department, so they were naturally overjoyed. Without any need to discuss it, the two of them shouted in unison: "Thank you, Senior Brother Yue!"

Yue Qianqiu bowed his hand with a smile and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome, everyone is a family!"

The little monkey who has always acted as a scout all the way couldn't help but grin. Well, now there are many people who call the Jiuzi of Yue Qianqiu, many people who call the Jiuzi of Yue, and more people who call the Jiuzi of Yue, but it seems that it is rare for people who call the Jiuzi of Yue as he calls it. Qing Yunian had a great chance, but who made him older than Yue Qianqiu?

So, there are still advantages when you are young. There are so many people in Wuying Pavilion, and it is rare to be younger than Yue Qianqiu!

Although he was seriously injured by Mr. Hai just now, Liu Guofeng still held a trace of luck, thinking that what he knew was very valuable. No matter whether Yue Qianqiu wanted to use torture or other methods to pry open his mouth, he always had a chance to fight for a way out. But he never expected that Yue Qianqiu would just think that he was a person who was not important at all and threw it to Tianqiaoge!

When he thought of Tianqiaoge's announcement that he was rebelling against the sect so easily, when he thought of his peers who had been trampled on in those years, when he thought of many elders of the master sect who had been offended by the spring breeze, his face changed drastically. Especially when he thought of the lynching of the sect to deal with the rebellious disciples, he felt his scalp numb and his heart was completely cold.

In Tianqiao Pavilion, which is good at instruments, those torture instruments will definitely make him live and die!

He took a deep breath and shouted: "Yue Qianqiu, Tianqiao Pavilion is not a good thing. They set up a private torture room. I don't know how many corpses were buried in the lotus pond in the mountain gate... Um!"

Before Liu Guofeng finished speaking, Yue Qianqiu rose into the air like a big bird, and punched him hard, instantly hitting his chest. Seeing that the person fainted from his back, Yue Qianqiu, who fell steadily, blew his fist, then smiled and looked around everyone, and then said lightly: "I hope everyone can pay attention to the matter of setting up a private punishment hall in the future. Well, it is better to learn more about our Xuan Dao Hall. The Xuan Dao Hall on Shitou Mountain is always for people to visit, but there has never been a punishment hall."

"Our martial arts disciples must keep pace with the times and be cautious. Otherwise, the court's martial arts record can be rebuilt last year, but it can still be rebuilt in the future! Just as each family has family rules, elders can punish juniors to kneel down and eat and beat boards, but if someone dies, he will not be able to escape the charge!"
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