"Get out of here, don't let me get in the way." Zhao Xing, who was confused, was pulled away by someone's roughness. A roar made Zhao Xing wake up in a blink of an eye.

In broad daylight, who dared to shout so arrogantly to the Jinyiwei and touch him? He had seen the arrogant ones, but never seen the arrogant ones, and Zhao Xing was angry at that time.

I looked up and saw a few men with hats and deliberately showing off their chests in the middle of winter, strode into the restaurant.

In the relationship, these people are the ruffians and dilapidated people on this street and have dealt with Zhao Xing.

Originally, when these people saw the Jinyiwei, they were like mice seeing a cat. They had to show their respect or smile from afar, and they would be careful to scream one by one, for fear that the Jinyiwei would be annoyed.

The Jinyiwei was annoyed. That was not a joke, because the Jinyiwei not only cared about these people, but also had the best tricks to defame people. For them, there was only an inexplicable case from last month. If you committed it, you would definitely lose all your money. Maybe you would be killed. Even Hou Qiu couldn't wait to ask for a crime. You just chopped you up and didn't know where to go. Of course, the Jinyiwei was famous for being unreasonable.

As soon as possible, Zhao Xing walked on the street, they were extremely flattering. Sitting in this restaurant, these guys didn't dare to come. What's wrong with this today? Not only did they come, but they also dared to slap themselves. It would be fine if they slap themselves, but they also called themselves masters in front of them, and they also regarded themselves as air. Forget this, we have a good temper, but they were still swaggering to enter Xiufen's restaurant. Is that so great?

"Old turtle, the share money this month has doubled, and it includes the previous two years."

The tiger crossing the street did not enter the restaurant, so he just sat down without even looking at Zhao Xing. Of course, he would not sit directly on the ground. Behind him, a scoundrel carrying a stool, quiveringly stuffed the stool under his butt. He was very skilled in this matter.

Zhao Xing laughed, love comes to ask for participants.

There are all kinds of rogues and dilapidated people in all ages, and they also have their ancestors - Liu Bang, the Emperor Gaozu of Han.

Zhao Xing never stopped them from asking for money from the restaurant. It was a rule. It was just that Zhao Xing took care of him and asked them to collect more reasonably for their own sake. This group of people also gave Zhao Xing face and were also kind when collecting. Unexpectedly, they were so arrogant today. Not only did they double, but they also had to hand over all the things they had paid for in the past two years. This was very excessive.

Manager Gao, who is Xiufen's father, came out in a hurry and nodded and smiled: "Master Hu, Master Hu, I have already paid this month. Besides, how can I say that the rules of many years rise? It's up to you because of the face of old friendship, don't rise."

When you cross the street, you kicked it: "Damn it, who has a friendship with you? What kind of face does your old face have?"

Xiufen's father climbed up and asked to beg, but when he crossed the street, he had a big mouth: "The rules were determined by the master. There was something bullshit about Zhao Xing to protect you, and I had to bow my head, but now, the Jinyiwei is gone immediately, so I will give him some face. Not only will I not give it, I will go to Zhao Xing's house tonight and talk to him about our friendship over the years." Then he glanced arrogantly and tilted his head, holding the embroidered spring sword and sneered.

Zhao Xing understood that he heard that the Jinyiwei was about to fall, and he was running here to regain his authority from the merchants.

But Zhao Xing believed that human feelings are natural, and bullying the weak and the strong is also true. He is too lazy to care about the head and does not want to care about it. But he said that he would go to his house to talk to him in the evening, which was already full of threatening, and his mother and Xiaoya were in danger.

It’s so great to make my mother and Xiao Ya dangerous, even if the little puppy in their home is in danger.

So, just when the crossing tiger was about to beat Xiufen's father again, Zhao Xing got up with the scabbard and smashed the crossing tiger's head hard.

The embroidered spring sword in Zhao Xing's hand is not a fake prop, it is a real guy. With the cowhide scabbard, it is three or four pounds (measures in the Ming Dynasty). Zhao Xing was preparing to use his power for a few days to solve the guy who threatened his family at once, but he made great efforts.

As the scabbard was smashed, blood splattered, and a scream erupted, and the tiger crossed the street fell to the ground straight.

Zhao Xing stepped forward, kicked the bench away, stepped on the tiger crossing the street without knowing his life and death, pulled out the Xiuchun knife with one hand, and shouted at the other few rogues: "The Jinyiwei is responsible for the task, and the idle people avoid it."

This sudden change shocked the dozen or sorcerers at that time, frightening the people around. But the people only screamed, but no one escaped. They were frightened, but more were gloating and waiting for the result.

Zhao Xing's roar woke up the thugs. The boss was beaten. How could this happen? He rushed towards Zhao Xing with a shout.

As a result, just took a step forward, Zhao Xing pointed with a sharp embroidered spring knife: "Do you dare to stop the Jinyiwei from doing the job?"

The shiny embroidered spring sword, the red flying fish suit, and the hundreds of years of fame of the Jinyiwei made those ruffians scare and stop.

A thin rogue swallowed hard and suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs: "Brothers, the Jinyiwei is about to be cut off. This street will be our brothers' world in the future. What are we afraid of? Go side by side--"

After being reminded by him, other rascals had the courage to do so. Yes, the Jinyiwei used to be rampant in the world. But that was the case before, if anyone disliked him, he would just be punished and be imprisoned. Moreover, he would be punished and be punished by himself, and he would be beaten until you confessed.

But now it is different from the past. The Jinyiwei immediately cut off the phoenix with hair. The phoenix with hair is not as good as a chicken. Everyone goes side by side to find the place where they were suppressed in the past.

Hearing this roaring roar, Zhao Xing yelled again: "This street is the world of the Ming Dynasty. You say it is your world. You are rebels, and the rebels die."

If this sentence was spoken in the past, it would immediately scare these thugs, but today Zhao Xing was so guilty of being so accused of being so arrogant, these thugs were not afraid at all, and continued to pounce on them.

When Zhao Xing saw the ruffian fighting desperately, he was shocked at the time. His embroidered spring sword was real, but he could not really kill people in broad daylight. What's more, he is not an opponent, what should I do?

At this moment, a loud roar came: "Someone dared to stop the Jinyiwei Office, and they even said blatantly that this street is your world. This is a real rebellion. Come on, brothers, scout the guys to eliminate the rebels."

With a shout, a group of ferocious men dressed in green-robed house servants rushed into the venue, and without saying a word, greeted the group of ruffians with sticks and feet. Then Zhao Xing saw Zhang Zhiji, the clingy brother, who called himself the number one playboy in the capital, walked over proudly.

The venue was full of chaos, and Zhang Zhiji took Zhao Xing leisurely: "How about brother, brother, I'll come in time."

Seeing that it had become a battlefield of fighting, I felt that the tiger crossing the street was not dead and was struggling to climb up. Zhao Xing's heart moved slightly, and he let go of his feet while saying to the fat man with gratitude: "Thank you brother for your rescue. Otherwise, I have to explain here."

After being praised by Zhao Xing like this, the fat man was as beautiful as something. He quickly praised and praised himself. That was quite proud.

At this time, the battlefield was divided into two parts. These rascals were not the opponents of the little fat man and the evil slaves. Most of them had already wailed and blew.

The remaining thin rogue was actually very capable of fighting and had extraordinary ability to fight. Although his head and face were covered with blood, he still danced the bench in his hand, closed his eyes and shouted for fighting.

At this time, the crossing tiger was already dizzy and stood up. While talking to the fat man, Zhao Xing hit the crossing tiger with his shoulder. The direction of the crossing tiger was the direction of the thin scoundrel on the bench. The crossing tiger with weak body and rootless feet was hit by Zhao Xing. He staggered towards the thin scoundrel. As a result, he closed his eyes and acted as a last stubborn scoundrel. He had no idea who was opposite. The bench was round and he called to his old boss directly. He heard a snap, and then a muffled groan. The bench really slapped the head of the crossing tiger again, even two strokes. The crossing tiger did not even hum this time, and it spread on the ground like mud.

When Zhao Xing saw this, he shouted: "Stop, someone will die."

With just this voice, the audience pressed the pause button and immediately set the settings.

Zhao Xing said urgently to the fat man: "Brother, wait, don't move." Then he hurried to the side of the Cross Street Hu, squatted down, and looked at his eyelids. His pupils had not spread yet. He touched the artery on his neck with his hand, and there was a slight pulse. He was really a slut, but he was so cruel that he didn't die.

Zhao Xing turned his lower body, facing his back to the people outside, blocking their sight, as if he was carefully exploring his pulse, but he pressed his artery tightly with his thumb.

Just as he held the tiger artery across the street, he looked up slightly, but saw that he was facing the restaurant door, looking at him with horror eyes. It was Xiufen's father.

Zhao Xing smiled at him.

Zhao Xing's smile was like a fierce ghost urging his life. At that time, Xiufen's father was scared and shivered. He didn't know whether it was for him or for whom: "I saw nothing, I didn't see anything, and I fled to the counter and never dared to show up again.

As a result, Zhao Xing suddenly felt a darkness on his head, but when he looked up, he showed a little fat man's surprised expression. Seeing Zhao Xing's thumb still pressing against the tiger's artery across the street, he exclaimed at that time: "What are you doing?" Then he quickly covered his mouth tightly.

Zhao Xing grinned: "I'm looking at the tigers crossing the street and the rice has pulses. This is the responsibility of my Jinyiwei."

The little fat man looked at him in horror and nodded violently.

"Okay." After Zhao Xing confirmed that the tiger crossing the street would never die again, he stood up easily, clapped his hands and solemnly announced to all the spectators: "Okay, after careful investigation by this Jinyiwei, the tiger crossing the street would die." The onlookers did not exclaim, but relaxed and cheered quietly.

"You have also seen it. The one who killed the tiger crossing the street was that rogue."

Yes, yes, although Zhao Xing gave the crossing tiger a while, he finally stood up in a mess, which shows that Zhao Xing did not kill him at that time, but that thin guy really beat the crossing tiger to death with a bench.

"I also ask my brother's servants to help me get this murderer." Then he pointed to the group of frightened thugs: "How about taking down all the accomplices and helping me to send them to the Jinyiwei yamen?"

Of course, the little fat man nodded repeatedly: "No problem." Then he lowered his voice: "You are cruel enough, you can catch them all in one go."
Chapter completed!