The old man not only lost the little monkey he had raised for many years and relied on for survival, but he was also humiliated and tortured in public. The blow to his self-esteem was really huge.
In front of the onlookers, he knelt on the ground and howled like a newborn baby.
The old man was crying and beating his head on the ground. The sound of "dong dong" was very clear.
"Someone is robbing things on the street! You have all seen it, please help stop him!"
The old man cried with tears all over his face, "Where is the law of heaven? Where is the king's law? Why doesn't anyone take care of it?!"
In the audience, a few occasionally shook their heads and sighed out of pity, but most people had the mentality of watching a show and concluded that the old man had clearly brought this experience on himself.
As a foreigner, the old busker obviously didn't know who the man and woman in front of him were.
The woman in the green coat, named Zhang Yulei, nicknamed "Zhang Menshen", is the head of the Leihong Sect in Tongzhou. She has the ancestral magic weapon "White Jade Diamond Bracelet", plus she practices hard Qigong, her ability to kill enemies is so fierce that she has reached the An appalling level.
And the green-robed boy whom Zhang Yulei calls "my son", whose surname is Wang Xiucheng, is the eldest grandson of the head of the royal family in Tongzhou. He entered school and became a scholar at the age of nine, and is known as "Zhong Yongcheng's No. 1 Prodigy" , "Reincarnation of Confucian Saints".
In the face of such power, the old man still didn't know how to advance or retreat. He really didn't know what was good and what was good.
Zhang Yulei led the black-haired and white-faced little monkey back to the car and said to the green-robed child in the car: "Sir, that bad old man doesn't know how to praise, so I gave him a small punishment."
Wang Xiucheng hugged the little monkey who was good at dancing and said happily: "Sister Yu Lei did the right thing! I think this old man is very unhappy, so he should suffer a little!"
The young man stroked the white-faced monkey in his arms and said, "Let's go, sister Yu Lei, let's go home."
Zhang Yulei nodded, jumped onto the back seat of the car, and shouted at the eight shirtless men: "Are you all deaf? Didn't you hear the young master say that he was going home? Leave quickly!"
When the eight men with ink letters behind them heard this, they quickly climbed up on the ground like dogs and pulled the vehicle slowly.
The old man was still crying on the spot. Although he wanted to recover his monkey, the fall just now was too heavy and he couldn't stand up at all.
Just when everyone thought the matter was over, two riders suddenly appeared and blocked the way of Wang Xiucheng and Zhang Yulei.
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That man actually wore a golden dragon robe embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon!
"Qiu Jin! It's Qiu Jin!"
Someone in the crowd soon recognized the identity of the man in dragon robe.
Within the dynasty, if anyone other than the emperor dared to wear a dragon robe, he would undoubtedly be guilty of a capital offense of "disrespect."
But obviously, the man in front of him didn't care about this at all.
Just because he is already the number one thief in Longshu, the monstrous bandit who killed the king of a country!
The men, women, old and young in Tongzhou were all under the jurisdiction of Wu King Zhou Qi, and Zhou Qi died tragically at the hands of the man in dragon robes in front of him.
For the people of Tongzhou, the name "Qiu Jin" is no less important than the name of Lord Yan of the underworld!
After learning that the person blocking the road was none other than the giant thief Qiu Jin, no one else had the courage to stand by and watch, and they all dispersed in droves.
After a while, the street in Zhongyongcheng became empty and quiet.
Although the old man came from out of town, he had heard of Qiu Jin's reputation and knew how terrifying his methods were.
If the old man hadn't fallen to the ground and was in severe pain and couldn't stand up, he would probably have fled with the people.
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The northwest wind howled.
There was a chill in the streets.
After all, Wang Xiucheng was still young, so he was very scared and hugged the woman in the green coat sitting next to him tightly.
Zhang Yulei, who was unusually tall and tall, stared at the person in front of her. After all, as the head of the Leihong Sect, she had the minimum courage and courage to escape.
"Hey, man, they've all run away, why don't you run away?"
Qiu Jin raised his eyebrows and said loudly.
Zhang Yulei was stunned for a moment, and soon she understood that the "man woman" was referring to herself.
The surname is Zhang, a burly woman named after the door god "Yulei". She was born with a very rough voice, and she practiced hard qigong, resulting in her body being much larger than that of ordinary men. Therefore, she has always been most taboo about others calling her "man-po" .
This is a big taboo!
Anger suddenly appeared in Zhang Yulei's eyes, and he said unceremoniously: "We are strangers to each other, so why should I run? If there is nothing important, please give way!"
"What will you do if I don't let you?"
Ling Zhen, a young man in green robes, took a step forward, stood upright in front, narrowed his eyes and said, "A fight?"
The white-robed princess Ye Yiran walked up, smiling as she walked and saying, "You don't need to take action, I'll just do it."
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Zhang Yulei clenched his fists as big as casseroles, and the surface of his fists was instantly covered with a layer of sheen as delicate as grease.
At the same time that Ye Yiran left Zi Lei's horse, Zhang Yulei also jumped up from the seat.
White robe, green coat!
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Wang Xiucheng, the number one child prodigy in Zhongyong City, saw with his own eyes that sister Yu Lei, whom he usually admired the most, was beaten until she vomited blood and was in a miserable state.
Hard qigong can't stop the demon-killing boxing and demon-killing kicks at all!
"ah--"
The very tall Zhang Yulei was kicked away by the white-robed woman and fell into the dust like a dead dog.
The Qigong was broken, the internal organs were severely damaged, and blood spurted out.
Ye Yiran's figure was unusually brisk, and he flew over quickly. He came to the burly woman lying on the ground and vomited blood, and kicked her unconscious.
Bending down, he took off the pair of white jade bracelets from the wrists of the leader of the Leihong Sect, and put them on his own hands. He squeezed them hard, and the luster immediately enveloped his fists. Their fists touched each other, making a "zheng" sound. "There is a clear sound.
Ye Yiran smiled slightly and said to himself: "I just asked why it hurts so much. Sure enough, it's because of these bracelets..."
Qiu Jin walked towards the frightened child in green robe, first drew his sword, cut the thick ropes that bound people, and let go of the eight bare-armed men acting as horse power.
Then, Qiu Jin lowered his head and shouted: "Fei Ren, come out to see your reincarnation!"
A green figure suddenly appeared in front of the vehicle.
He is a slender man wearing a thin Confucian shirt and his body is crystal clear.
Wang Xiucheng's mouth opened wide, his eyes almost fell out of his sockets in shock, and he was so frightened that he peed his pants on the spot.
Only nine years old, he stared at the tall Confucian scholar who was covered in green with wide eyes.
His face was full of shock and disbelief!
Qiu Jin walked to Feiren, stood side by side with him, patted him on the shoulder, pointed with his hand, and said with a smile: "Did you see the flag behind the car? It was clearly written - 'Confucian Sage' Reincarnation, you're not dead yet, you've even been reincarnated! Don't you think it's interesting? Haha!"
Ling Zhen, the young man in green robe, couldn't help but smile.
