Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

The 'people' is really simple.

The requirements are very low.

They don't need gold and silver treasures and high officials.

Many times, a warm greeting from a high-level executive, a gesture of respect enough, is enough to make them feel grateful.

Just like Lin Beichen at this time.

A word of 'brother' brought tears to the eyes of Zhangjiazhen.

Besides, in addition to Lin Beichen, the deputy general bureau, there are so many high-level officials of the special law bureau showing up to pay homage to Zhang Wei. It can be said that Zhangjia Town has an unprecedented scenery.

"Zhang Wei knows something from Jiuquan, so he can smile."

Zhang Can sighed with relief.

Lin Beichen shook his head and said, "If possible, I would rather Brother Zhang Wei still be alive... However, this debt will definitely be settled by this bureau, and I will not let any of the enemies who killed Brother Zhang be spared."

Under the guidance of the clan elder Zhang Can, Lin Beichen and others came to the gate of Zhang's courtyard.

Today is Zhang Wei's first seven.

Therefore, there is a piece of plain here, and there is a shed in the yard, with white lanterns hanging, full of wreaths and elegiac couplets.

Zhang Wei's wife, dressed in white filial attire, knelt in the shed, with tears strewn like tears, and she was mournful.

She was holding the little girl in her arms.

Standing beside him was his fourteen-year-old son.

The son already understood the meaning of death, but he didn't cry. He stood blankly in front of the coffin, biting his lips and clenching his fists, his eyes blank.

The young girl looked like she was only four or five years old, and she didn't know much about the cruelty of death. She was wearing a filial piety, a white hat, and her toes on her toes. She looked at Zhang Wei in the coffin, and said doubtfully, "Mom, you didn't mean that Dad was sleeping. Is he on? He slept for a long time this time, why didn't he wake up? I want my father to take me to Yongxingfang to buy floral dresses, he promised me..."

A family member of Zhang passed by and said something in her ear.

Zhang's wife was startled, she turned her head to look at Lin Beichen, and subconsciously hurriedly knelt down to salute.

Lin Beichen raised his hand, and a gentle force poured out from the air, he quickly supported her, and said, "Sister-in-law, I don't dare to take this big gift."

Saying that, he took a white cloth belt that had been prepared long ago from the hand of Ma Han next to him, tied it on his head, and said, "Brothers, come with me to pay homage to Brother Zhang Wei."

Brush brush.

Each of the top officials of the Special Law Bureau, all wearing white cloth belts, with solemn expressions, stood in front of Zhang Wei's coffin.

Bow.

Salute.

Lin Beichen knelt down on one knee, made a toast, burned paper, and lit incense.

"Brother, have a good journey."

He stood up slowly, looked at Zhang Wei lying quietly with his eyes closed in the coffin, and said slowly, word by word: "I will avenge your revenge, your wife, son, daughter, parents and relatives, I will pay for your revenge. You raise it, from now on, Zhangjiazhen will be my second hometown, and the people here are all my relatives."

These words are not acting.

but from the heart.

Glancing over Zhang Wei's corpse, Lin Beichen's heart couldn't help but burn with raging anger, and the cold killing intent accumulated in his heart.

Because he found out that Zhang Wei died of torture. The corpse was not complete, but was pieced together. Inside and outside the corpse, there were many tyrannical and humiliated injuries, which were covered by shrouds.

You can imagine what kind of cruel treatment he experienced before he died.

Lin Beichen took a deep breath and was about to say something...

This is, there was a sudden sound of breaking air outside.

A special law officer came in quickly and whispered a few words in Lin Beichen's ear.

When Lin Beichen heard the words, a murderous intent appeared on his face.

He secretly said through voice transmission: "It's good to come... Send the order down, let the brothers outside not stop them, let them in, but I want to see what they are going to do when they come at this time."

"Yes."

The armored soldiers of the Special Law Bureau immediately went to summon the order.

After Lin Beichen and the others finished their salute, they were led to sit on the side seat.

After a while.

There was a commotion outside.

Vaguely accompanied by angry accusations and curses.

Then messy footsteps sounded.

Then there were some muffled groans.

"Bold, the tribunal is doing things, you wait for the people, and you dare to stop it. Do you want to be raided and wiped out?"

A majestic and tyrannical voice came from outside the courtyard.

The reason was like rolling thunder, and it exploded directly, sending some Zhang family members who were blocked outside the gate flying. In an instant, even many people in the yard were shocked, their faces pale and their legs and feet were sore, and they almost fainted on the ground.

Lin Beichen secretly released a touch of strength to protect the spirit shed and the people around him.

boom.

The door was smashed open.

A group of figures wearing black armor robes rushed in quickly, controlling the entire courtyard at once, surrounding the mourning hall inside and out.

Is the dark reaper of the Inquisition.

The leader is a middle-aged man with a slender horse face and habitually squinting eyes, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity. Belt, feet on black clouds and shoes, there is a sinister and vicious aura all over his body.

Judging from his clothes, he is a chief judge of the court.

The official position is not low.

His sinister gaze swept the entire yard, but did not stop at Lin Beichen's body, and asked condescendingly, "Who is talking, get out and talk to him."

Zhang Can glanced at Lin Beichen and saw that he was sitting there with a big horse and a golden sword. He was sure in his heart, so he hurried up to salute and said with a smile, "I don't know if it's the Lord of the Tribunal who is here, but it's really a loss to welcome him, I don't know the Lord. Why did you come to my Zhangjiazhen?"

"Hou Yuyi, the seventh presiding judge of this court's trial court."

The middle-aged horse-faced man smiled coldly, and said, "Three days ago, this court captured a dish of a thief who was fornicating with Beichen, and after being tortured, we learned that Zhang Wei of the Special Law Bureau was his comrade, so I came here to take someone... Where is Zhang Wei?"

"Ah? This..."

Zhang Can was taken aback, and explained quickly, "Sir, there may be a misunderstanding, and Zhang Wei... is already dead."

"died?"

Hou Yu glanced at the Ling Peng and said with a sneer, "Who knows if he is pretending to be dead? Come on, drag him out of the coffin for me!"

Immediately, the Dark Reaper of the Inquisition rushed forward, and was about to smash the coffin and grab the body.

"Don't touch my dad."

Despite the fear, the little boy yelled to stop him.

"My dad is just too tired to fall asleep, you bad people don't quarrel with him." The little girl said in a milky voice.

Zhang's wife cried and rushed up to protect her husband's coffin.

The other Zhang family members rushed to the ground to stop them.

For a while, the crowd was excited.

"Rebels, shoot to kill."

Hou Yu shouted loudly, "You group of scoundrels, Zhang Wei committed treason, an unforgivable crime, even if he dies, his body must be identified, and the body must be brought back to the court. The owl's head is displayed to the public, and his bones are thrown into ashes as an example. As for his family and children... whoever comes, all of them will be arrested and sentenced to slavery."

The Zhang family members were terrified and indignant.

Seeing this, Lin Beichen finally stood up slowly, applauded softly, and said, "I thought the court was a little bit human, but I didn't expect that all of them were beasts inferior to pigs and dogs. Let this officer open his eyes."

A pressure spread out.

The Zhang family only felt that their hearts were suddenly at ease.

And the Night Reapers were shrouded in great terror and murderous intent one by one, as if they were being stared at by the **** of death in an instant.

Hou Yuyi sneered and said, "Director Li, I know that Zhang Wei is your confidant, but as long as it involves treason, let alone a confidant, even you, Director Li, can't afford it, so you should step down. Don't mistake yourself."

He recognized Lin Beichen long ago.

But still so arrogant.

There must be something to rely on.

However, Lin Beichen didn't care about this at all.

"Today, Zhang Wei's family has been secured."

Word by word, he said with murderous intent: "And you **** who are inferior to pigs and dogs, black-hearted tribunals, don't even want to leave... Now, kneel down for me and apologize to Zhang Wei's family and friends. "