Zhu Zhongxiao and Zhu Zhongcheng looked at this man who was so strong that his clothes were all stretched out by muscles.
There seemed to be tattoos on his slightly open collar and his big iron fists.
On that face full of flesh, a sudden pimple looked so irritating to the eyes.
Everyone was caught off guard as they watched such a big man like a wild bull walking up to Zhu Zhongxiao and looking down at Zhu Zhongxiao.
"Are you Zhu Meng or Zhu Chong?"
That dull voice was like a beast roaring.
Looking at his big, fierce eyes, Zhu Zhongxiao felt a little guilty for no reason.
But as a person who was used to being domineering in Suzhou, Zhu Zhongxiao still had the courage to shout.
"Who are you? You dare to call my master and young master by their first names."
Hearing that it was indeed the Zhu family, Tong Zhisheng opened his mouth, then raised his finger and pointed at himself.
"Hit me."
"???" Everyone was in a state of confusion at the moment. Is this a lunatic?
Cai Laoliu, who had just finished his psychological training, was so distracted that he almost fell to the ground and performed a standard hungry dog attack.
You are truly a vulgar martial artist. What kind of imaginative opening statement are you talking about?
"Let you hit me." Tong Zhisheng saw the other person dumbfounded as if he was frightened. He bulged his eyes unwillingly and shouted again.
"Oh, you are the one looking for trouble, aren't you?"
Zhu Zhongcheng, who was fat and strong at the side, was really hairy. When his head got hot, he immediately raised his hand and slapped him with a big ear brace.
There was a crisp sound, and a bright red slap mark instantly appeared on Tong Zhisheng's face.
And at the moment after the slap, Zhu Zhongcheng, who felt as if his whole slap had been slapped on a stone pillar, couldn't help but gasped and shook his hand.
But he saw that the stupid man who didn't even tilt his neck except that his face turned red after being slapped hard by him actually showed a weird smile to him.
Zhu Zhongcheng was immediately laughed at and took two steps back cautiously.
"Okay, okay, Sixth, are there any slap marks?"
Tong Zhisheng turned his head, tilted his head towards Cai Laoliu, who was still stunned at the moment, and pointed at his face.
Cai Laoliu was dumbfounded and nodded. Tong Zhisheng walked towards the corner with satisfaction and gave Cai Laoliu a hand.
"It's your turn to do whatever you want to do."
At this moment, whether it was Zhu Zhongxiao, Zhu Zhongcheng, or those Zhu family thugs.
Including Duan Erlang and the shopkeepers and clerks in Duan's trading company, everyone seemed to have been struck by lightning.
After watching this stupid guy get slapped, he sat back happily, as if he had received a reward.
Cai Laoliu glared angrily at the vulgar martial artist who dared to steal his limelight, and enviously looked at the slap mark on Tong Zhisheng's face.
Then he flicked his long sleeves and walked up to Zhu Zhongcheng.
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Zhu Zhongxiao watched this chubby little fat man walk up to him, look at him with his nostrils, and almost poked the tip of his nose with his hand.
"You traitors broke into people's houses without permission, raped and plundered. A certain family is here today. You quickly kneel down and beg for mercy. Maybe I hope you can repent, bang!..."
Of course, the word "Pa" was not spoken by Cai Laoliu, but the sound made by Zhu Zhongxiao, who had already exploded with hair, slapped him in the face.
The big stupid guy just now looked like a lunatic, but considering his physique, which was like a humanoid ferocious beast, it was a small punishment.
But now, this fat, short and fat guy is actually more arrogant than that stupid guy. If Mr. Zhu doesn't deal with you, how can you be worthy of the famous old Zhu family in Suzhou?
"You dare to hit me? OK, OK, you actually hit me."
Cai Laoliu, who was obviously a little starry-eyed, covered his face with an expression of excitement and surprise. In the eyes of the Zhu family, he looked like a madman.
"Hit me!" Zhu Zhongxiao finally got mad. I'm here to show my respect today, not to play with a madman. It's really unlucky.
As long as he can't afford to offend a big, stupid lunatic, why can't he win against such a short, fat lunatic?
After hearing this, the Zhu family members who had already been eager to try rushed forward without hesitation.
At this moment, Tong Zhisheng, who was already sitting in the corner, couldn't help but look at Cai Laoliu who was beaten up and screamed with envy.
Unexpectedly, this sixth man was still very capable, and he actually received so many punches and kicks. Now, his father might regret it to his guts.
Fortunately, these Zhu family members remembered what their son had told them today. When the governor's envoy arrived, they must keep a low profile and avoid killing anyone.
So he just beat up the short, fat lunatic with lightning speed.
Seeing the other party rolling his eyes and becoming silent, he ignored him.
After venting his anger, Zhu Zhongxiao, who was refreshed and refreshed, saw Duan Erlang who was stunned at the moment. He tilted his head and pointed at the treasures in the shop and shouted.
"Duan Erlang, these things are of use to my young master, so you should treat them as filial piety from your Duan's Trading Company to my young master."
Duan Erlang, whose mind was already in a mess, didn't know whether he nodded or shook his head.
Soon, all the treasures worth thousands of gold were moved away by the Zhu family, and even the ordinary objects in some shops were swept away.
The speed is so fast and the movements are so agile, it is comparable to that of a professional moving company.
Looking at the empty shop, the shopkeeper looked at Duan Erlang with a crying look on his face.
Duan Erlang didn't have time to talk to him at the moment. He was squatting down in front of the young man who was unconscious on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face.
"Young Master, you young master, please wake up soon?"
I don't know if it was his cry-sounding call that made the sound. Cai Laoliu, whose throat was rattling, slowly opened his eyes and screamed in pain.
"Okay, Sixth, you are still more ruthless than the Sa family. Tsk, tsk, tsk... I'm afraid this injury will last less than ten days and a half, and it won't be healed at all."
Cai Laoliu, whose face was so swollen from being beaten that he was about to catch up with the pig's head, was so painful that he wanted to roll on the ground.
But in order not to fall behind in front of Tong Zhisheng, a vulgar warrior, he could only grit his teeth and try not to cry.
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After being sent away, Tong and Cai's close friends returned to Duan's trading company and looked at the empty shop.
There was also Cai Laoliu, who had a bruised nose and face, and Tong Zhisheng, who had a big red slap mark on his face.
After hearing their son's accusation, everyone was dumbfounded.
Cai Qian, the steward of the Cai Mansion, had a frighteningly dark face at the moment. After all, his own Liu Lang had been beaten into pig heads by the Zhu family.
If his body shape and voice hadn't changed, it would be difficult for Prime Minister Cai to recognize that this was his own son.
"Are Zhu Chong, Zhu Meng and his son crazy? How dare they harm you, Young Master..."
(End of chapter)
