Chapter 74: Rebel

Three constables came to the door, all of them First Grade Martial Artists. To speed up the investigation, Zhang Butou had divided his subordinates into dozens of groups to go out separately and interview the enemies Lv Fugui had in his lifetime.

The leader of these three constables was Wang San. They had heard that Lv Fugui had once had a conflict with a group of Mountain Hunters over purchase prices, so they came to question them.

If they weren't the murderers, they could take the opportunity to extort some silver; this was their way of making a fortune.

"Ordinary Mountain Hunters could never have such formidable strength. Could it really be that they wiped out Lv Fugui's entire household?"

Wang San's heart stirred. As long as they could arrest this group, the three of them would perform a great service. Promotions, pay raises, and obtaining more cultivation resources were all within reach.

Wang San was a man of deep schemes. Although he was very excited inside, his face remained unchanged. This group was very powerful; relying on just the few of them, they certainly couldn't arrest them.

Therefore, Wang San decided to steady this group first, and then, after the three of them left, report to County Magistrate Lv as soon as possible, having the Magistrate send a large force to capture these hunters.

Although this wouldn't be a complete victory, it would at least be the primary credit, and the rewards wouldn't be lacking. Wang San had always been a smart man with self-awareness; he would earn as much credit as his abilities allowed.

Just as Wang San was thinking about how to steady Meng Yifan and the others, the constable beside him with a tuft of hair on the corner of his mouth suddenly said, "Brother Wang, didn't Zhang Butou tell us to watch out for a Second Grade Martial Artist about 1.4 meters tall, saying that he was the murderer who killed Guitou Dao Wang Lei? Look, this half-grown kid is 1.4 meters tall and his strength is also that of a Second Grade Martial Artist. He must be the person Zhang Butou is looking for, right?"

Wang San wished he could plug the mouth of that tuft-haired man. Damn you, even if you had to say it, wait until we were outside! I'm not blind; I noticed it long ago. By saying it like this, aren't you alerting the enemy? With just us three brothers, can we take down so many experts?

Sure enough, Meng Yifan and Meng Dayong heard the words of the tuft-haired man and both knew that the matter had been exposed; wanting to hide and hope for the best was no longer possible.

They had committed the grave crime of wiping out a family, and they had even wiped out the relatives of the County Magistrate's family. If they were arrested, they would certainly suffer a miserable death. Since things had reached this point, there was nothing to hesitate about—at worst, they would just rebel.

If you are willing to be hacked to pieces, you dare to pull the Emperor off his horse; rebel against his mother.

Meng Yifan gave a wink to the hunters of Qinghe Village. The hunters in the courtyard understood, all gripped their weapons, and prepared for battle. The situation became very tense; a great battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Wang San saw that something was wrong. Now that things were like this, it was unrealistic to find an excuse to leave. The only way was to use the majesty of the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty's laws to intimidate this group of hunters, hoping that the laws of a dynasty that had lasted for over a thousand years would be useful.

Wang San sank his Qi into his dantian and shouted loudly, "Presumptuous! What do you want to do with those weapons in your hands? Do you want to kill us public servants? You must think clearly: if you kill us, you are rebelling. Rebellion is a capital crime punishable by the extermination of the nine clans. Think of your families, think of your friends. If you dare to rebel, everyone will die."

"You haven't rebelled yet; you can still pull back from the brink. Now, obey my orders. As long as you capture those two Second Grade Martial Artists, you will not only be innocent but will have performed a service. What are you still standing there for? Do it!"

Wang San's words were resonant. In peaceful times, they would indeed have a strong deterrent effect on ordinary people, and perhaps those villagers who wanted to rebel would have put down their weapons. But now it was the end of the dynasty; the villagers of Qinghe Village were either starved to death or eaten by Wild Beasts led by Demon Beasts.

The monsters had sealed the village for a month, and Luolong County had not sent anyone to rescue them, which had already chilled the hearts of the Qinghe Village villagers. In their most difficult time, it was the Meng father and son who led them to defeat the Third Grade Flying Tiger Demon. At that time, the villagers had already made up their minds to follow the lead of the Meng father and son from then on.

After arriving at Luolong County city, seeing the miserable state of the refugees outside the city made the villagers even more disappointed with the Luolong County government. The Meng father and son bought houses for them to live in, provided them with food, gave them cultivation techniques, and even gave them precious Pills. The Mountain Hunters were straightforward and stubborn; whoever was good to them, they would dare to sell their own lives for them.

Meng Yifan saw that the hunters had not wavered and were still firmly standing on their side, and he smiled with relief. It seemed these people were indeed trustworthy, and since they had followed him in taking this step of rebellion today, there would be no chance to regret it in the future.

"Grab your gear!" Meng Yifan shouted. The hunters all took out Bird Guns loaded with ammunition from the rooms, the pitch-black muzzles aimed at Wang San and the other constables. They only waited for Meng Yifan's order to turn the three constables into sieves.

Wang San and the others were aimed at by so many Bird Guns, which made all three of them feel their scalps go numb and their legs tremble. They were First Grade Martial Artists and simply could not defend against the fire of Bird Guns. With so many Bird Guns, a single volley would be enough to finish them all off.

"How do you have so many Bird Guns? Purchasing Bird Guns requires real-name verification. Did you go register them?" the tuft-haired constable said.

Wang San was about to be angered to death. How had he not noticed before that this companion was such an idiot? Is this the time to care about whether the Bird Guns are registered? This is the time to consider how to save your life!

This group was truly prepared to rebel; they had actually prepared so many Bird Guns. What could be done? Their rebellion certainly wouldn't succeed, but by the time Zhang Butou led a large force to surround and suppress them, Wang San and the others would certainly have been finished off long ago.

"Whoosh!" Wang San pulled the rescue firework at his waist. A red light shot into the sky and then bloomed in the high air with the two characters for "Rescue." Everyone in Luolong County city saw the two characters for "Rescue" in the sky. Zhang Butou was shocked and hurriedly led the constables around him to rush in the direction where the firework had risen.

Wang San knew that reinforcements would arrive soon, but the time before the reinforcements arrived was the most dangerous for the three of them. They had to use words to steady them; as long as they could delay until the reinforcements arrived, they might be able to survive.

"Rebellion cannot succeed; you must think clearly," Wang San said loudly.

Another constable also advised, "That's right, you cannot succeed. Rebellion is punishable by the extermination of the nine clans. You must think thrice before acting."

The tuft-haired constable finally sobered up. No longer obsessing over whether the Bird Guns in the hunters' hands had real-name verification, he also loudly advised, "We have already investigated. Only two Second Grade Experts wiped out Lv Fugui's entire household. The rest of you have committed no crime at all. Why bother following them to rebel? Rebellion means certain death. Don't be deceived by the two of them."