Three hundred and sixty-four
If we look at net worth alone, Jia Lingyun is not worthy of Luo Xiaoxiao.
Luo Xiaoxiao is a maternal relative, and the father of the family is the king conferred by the late emperor. Although he is old, his prestige is far from that of the aristocratic family. In addition, Zhongping Hou has been operating in the territory for many years and has military power...
Thinking of this, Zhao An gave Jia Lingyun a strange look. His arrogant attitude was similar to Luo Xiaoxiao's embarrassed appearance. Needless to say, the Luo family's army should be supplied by local aristocratic families, and Jia Lingyun was backed by local aristocratic families in Zhongping. Dragon Head, otherwise Luo Xiaoxiao's character would have slapped him with a big mouth.
While thinking about it, I felt a slight pain in my waist. When I lowered my head, I realized that Luo Xiaoxiao's little hands were pinching the soft flesh of my waist.
She also kept winking, hinting to help her get rid of this bullshit.
Zhao An actually doesn't want to get involved in these nonsense, but this girl has high utilization value, so it's not impossible to take action.
"Ahem, brother, I don't want you to pursue girls like this."
"What did you say?" Jia Lingyun slammed the table, attracting the attention of the customers in the store, "Do you know who this young master is?"
"Okay, okay, stop."
Zhao An took these cerebral palsy gadgets and went out to travel around the world. Did he really think that his background was so useful? If he met a ninth-level powerhouse, he would die without knowing it!
"Boy! I don't care what your relationship is with my Xiaoxiao. If you are wise, get out of here!" Jia Lingyun said fiercely, her eyes almost bulging out.
Zhao An raised his eyebrows and said: "Don't show how awesome you are in front of me. This is the boundary of the capital, not a place for you to run wild. Besides, I see that you are also a scholar. Don't you know that it is rude to pester other girls?"
"Haha, what qualifications do you have to point fingers in front of me? This is the capital, yes, but my old man is a minister of the Ministry of War. Can you afford to offend me?"
Jia Lingyun sneered and moved out of the backstage.
The guests in the store were all shocked when they heard this background, and secretly felt anxious for Zhao An.
There are many second-generation officials in the capital. As the sons of high-ranking officials, they are colluding with the common people. Especially when the Chen family was here, they were all lawless and could get away with it even if they killed people.
It is obviously not wise for this young man to offend the officials' children.
Listening to the discussion in the store, Jia Lingyun was very proud and said rather arrogantly: "Boy, you know you're afraid now. I'm in a good mood today. Get out right away. I'll spare you."
"Nima..."
Zhao An said helplessly: "If you want me to get out, I'm afraid you can't do it. Why don't you get out and I'll spare you? How about that?"
"court death!"
Jia Lingyun was furious. He looked so polite, but he had a bad temper. He picked up a tea bowl and smashed it on his head!
Zhao An reacted quickly and overturned the table. Jia Lingyun was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground with a whoosh. He covered his waist and shouted: "You dare to touch me, there is no place for you in the capital!"
"Hey, do you think you are the Crooked Dragon King?"
Zhao An dug his ears and said to the astonished Luo Xiaoxiao: "You actually show such stupidity, I sympathize with you for a second."
As the saying goes, if you are mad, you will be punished.
Zhao An can't control how Jia Lingyun behaves in Zhongping Mansion, but when he comes to the capital, he has to control even a dragon!
After that, he stepped forward and grabbed Jia Lingyun's collar, smiling evilly, "Brother, have you ever heard of Guanxi Town?"
"What?"
"Punch down Guanxi, do you think I can kill you with three punches?"
"you dare!"
"See if I dare."
Zhao An grinned, picked up a casserole-sized fist and smashed it!
With one punch, Jia Lingyun's face was covered with dye. His nosebleed violently, his teeth were broken, and his screams were like those of a slaughtered pig.
When the guest officials saw this, they all applauded, but instead of stopping Luo Xiaoxiao, she happily jumped up on a table, waved her pink fist and shouted repeatedly: "Teacher is mighty——"
In the following time, there was a loud bang, and the tables, chairs, and benches were shattered all over the floor.
After all, Zhao An is now an iron-clad ninth-grade man. He can't deal with Jia Lingyun with just a handful of hands!
Bang bang bang!
In the eyes of everyone in amazement, Jia Lingyun wailed and performed the Thomas pirouette, flying around like a sandbag and breaking the seats. His nose was bruised, his face was swollen and his body was covered in blood, and he could not stand up.
Zhao An refused to let him go. He stepped forward again, grabbed his collar among the tattered wood and punched him several more times, which made his face bloom.
Jia Lingyun knelt on the ground, clasped her hands, her hair was askew, and she begged for mercy frantically with her face covered in black and blood, "Master, I was wrong, please forgive me!"
"Hey, you bitch, aren't you quite capable?"
Zhao An wished he could punch him to death.
However, he soon realized that this was the original owner's emotions, violent and sinister, and full of the desire to kill.
"Get out!"
Zhao An gritted his teeth to suppress his emotions and threw Jia Lingyun from the window to the street.
Immediately, people screamed outside. Jia Lingyun was seen rolling around a few times, then he stumbled up and ran away without thinking about talking. It was obvious that he had escaped.
At this moment, the store was in a mess, countless tables and chairs were broken, and countless teapots, wine and dishes were knocked over.
The shopkeeper looked at the chaotic shop and knelt down on the spot and cried loudly: "Oh my god, I can't survive this day——"
Zhao An gave a wry smile, took out two banknotes and handed them to him. Sure enough, when he saw the money, his crying suddenly stopped. The shopkeeper quickly took the banknotes and bowed to express his thanks.
The guest officials cast admiring glances from afar.
Zhao An glared at Luo Xiaoxiao, who was still standing on the table, and walked away.
"Teacher, wait a minute, disciple!"
The little girl ran out, hugged her arms and shook her arms vigorously, and complimented with a shy face: "I knew that the teacher loves me the most. The beating really relieved me. Let's see if that bastard dares to provoke me in the future."
Zhao An reprimanded, "Do you think this matter is over? I estimate that the Minister of War will bring people to kill him."
"What should we do?"
"How do I know what to do?" Zhao An spread his hands and deliberately pretended to be helpless.
Sure enough, Luo Xiaoxiao said angrily: "You didn't know what to do, so you beat him up?"
"Of course I have to beat him. If he teases my apprentice in front of me, beating him will be considered a minor offense."
"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll go find Young Prince Qianyu."
Luo Xiaoxiao was about to leave. Zhao An hurriedly stopped her and said displeasedly: "Don't bother Qian Yu with this trivial matter. He is very busy. If he can handle it himself, he can handle it himself."
"But we are in the new city, and my brother is not with me."
Luo Xiaoxiao scratched her head and suddenly glanced in the direction of the workshop from the corner of her eye.
Zhao An was immediately overjoyed and said calmly: "Girl, I have to remind you that the Minister of War is not an easy person. Be careful of him avenging his public and private interests. Besides, as a court official, I am also in some trouble."
With such a fight going on, Luo Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth and said, "I'm so scared. Now that we've broken up, let's see how I deal with them!"
