Chapter 26 Teenagers

   This person makes him feel familiar.

  Gu Yundong frowned slightly, then reacted immediately. Yes, this person is very much like the self who lived in the last days. She doesn't care about anything, her eyes are indifferent, as if there is no person or thing in the world that can make her heart move, and it feels like living a day is a day.

  But that's because the apocalypse that he lives in makes people see no hope. What about this man in front of him?

   She couldn't wait to think about it too much. The knocked down catcher had already climbed up, and with a 'bass', he pulled out the saber from his waist, and was about to cut down on that man.

  The cold knife was cold, and the little girl in Gu Yundong's arms hurriedly hugged her neck and buried her head in her arms.

Seeing this, Nie Cong, who was beside him, thought she was scared, and immediately stopped her, "Stop."

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  The catcher stopped almost, turned his head to see him, and hurriedly stepped forward and said with a flattering smile, "Young Master Nie, it's you."

   "What are you doing? What does it look like to be shot and killed at the entrance of the yamen?"

  The arrest Kuai immediately explained with righteous indignation, "Hey, Young Master Nie, it's not that I want to do it. It's true that this man has committed a heinous crime and resisted arrest. You can see that he even dared to kick me just now."

   "What did he do?"

   "Someone came to report the case, saying that this person was the leader of the disturbance by the refugees in Qing'an Prefecture. We brought it back for questioning."

  Nie Cong was stunned. There was a riot in Qing'an Mansion. Zhao commanded an envoy to lead troops to support the suppression. It is said that there was a leader who broke into the local yamen and killed the prefect, but he was not caught, and he probably fled to a nearby mansion. Recently, their Xuanhe House is also heavily guarded, patrolling day and night, for fear that this person will come here to make trouble.

   According to his understanding, the leader was a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, and the man in front of him seemed to be a teenager in his twenties.

   Sure enough, the teenager denied it expressionlessly, "I'm not!"

  Zhu Kuai said "hey", "Aren't you? Look at the portrait on this wanted notice, this is you."

   He held a piece of paper with a portrait of a person on it, and stretched it out almost to the boy's face.

  Nie Cong also took it over and looked at it, and couldn't help sighing secretly.

  Gu Yundong glanced at it, and the corner of his mouth twitched twice.

   The figure paintings of this era are too abstract, right? Only with this kind of wanted order can the criminals be caught.

   However, even if this character is too 'expressive', he is still a thousand miles away from the boy in front of him.

   These two arresters were obviously talking nonsense with their eyes open, and it was because they couldn't get along with the boy.

  Gu Yundong knows that many of the current arresters rely on extortion and extortion, but it is also very chilling to be so blatant.

Nie Cong's brows also wrinkled, he glanced at the young man, and threw the arrest warrant on his face, "Where does it look like? Hurry up and let the person go. If you want to arrest people like you, wouldn't you let them go? Past the real murderer?"

  Zhu Kuai was a little unhappy, "But we received a report..."

   "Do you believe who will report the crime? I think the most important person to arrest is the person who reported the crime. He even dares to open his eyes and talk nonsense with a wanted warrant. It's a waste of time to come to the yamen to report the crime indiscriminately.

  Nie Cong's identity obviously made the two arresters jealous. After the two looked at each other, they finally unwillingly untied the rope on the boy's body, "Let's go, hurry up."

The    teenager pursed his lips, glanced at Nie Cong, turned his head and left.

   From start to finish, he didn't say much, and at the end he didn't even say thank you.

   (end of this chapter)

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