Hearing the whistle of two long and one short, the black-clothed guards who were originally smiling suddenly took action. These guards have been with Qin Lei since Qi State. Qin Lei knew that his kung fu was not outstanding in this era, so he did not let the guards give up their original martial arts. It was just combined with their own martial arts and taught many tricks to defeat the enemy with one move.
Gradually, the guards all fell in love with this kind of simple and worry-free fighting method. So, as soon as they took action, more than a dozen servants fell to the ground.
There were dozens of people on the other side, and when they saw Shi Meng taking a harsh attack, they were furious. Have they ever received such treatment? Usually, whenever they saw the badges on their carriage, who wouldn't be obediently in the entire capital? They didn't dare to breathe?
But in front of him, the ignorant and provocative servants who were ignorant of the world, rushed up clamoringly without caring about the mystery of each other's origin.
The two sides wrestled together. It was said to be a fight, but if you look carefully, you will definitely find that the black guards are obviously in groups of three, and the groups support each other.
The facts quickly proved that organized fights are much better than unorganized ones. The servants rushed over with the number of people, but most of them were blocked by the groups of black-clothed guards in front. The black-clothed guards were selected from Qin Lei from the 300 team members at that time. They were all tall and big, ruthless. Whenever the other party was called by the guards, even if they did not hit the vital point, they would fall to the ground like they were hit by a man bull. The three groups of black-clothed guards could barely resist the impact of dozens of people.
There were seven or eight servants who were consciously missed by the black guards in front. The eight guards who had been waiting for a long time would easily knock these little lambs to the ground like a wolf. With a whistle, the guards in front would leak a few more and then knock them down. A few times, the ground was covered with servants who were screaming, moaning, or simply unconscious. Less than seven or eight were still standing.
Except for most of the black guards, Shi Meng was the only one who pulled his arm and retreated because he swung his fists too violently.
At this time, the scene of the car accident and fight was surrounded by people watching the fun, and even the Kyoto Prefecture constables mingled among the crowd to watch the fun. Among the crowd, there were peddlers walking around with their jackets on their backs and asked curiously: "It's all this, why don't these officials care about it? Is there any king's law?" As he said that, he became angry. He probably remembered that he was chased by the city officials and wandered around, and felt uneasy.
The idle man next to him glanced at the peddler and laughed: "Is it from outside?"
The peddler said in surprise: "You can see this official language after learning so long?"
The idle man sneered: "Nonsense, who in Kyoto knows the Four Evils... Oh, no, it's the Fourth Young Master." He saw the surprised gaze of the people next to him, and quickly changed his words. Then he smacked his lips and said, "What can be done against the Fourth Young Master is definitely not a mortal. Do officials dare to take care of it?"
The peddler didn't know the danger, so he said curiously: "I wonder which four young masters are they?"
The idle man caught a glimpse of an official looking here, cursing, "It's so unlucky, go home." He didn't answer the peddler's question, and turned around and got out of the crowd and hurried away.
When the peddler saw this idle man's behavior, he didn't know that his troubles came from his mouth, so he turned around and wanted to leave. As soon as he got out of the crowd, an iron chain fell from the sky and locked him tightly. Two policemen in soap clothes sneered at him, "Let's go with us." After that, he took him away without waiting for the peddler to argue.
The people around seemed to be used to it, without any commotion, but were just watching the fight in the venue more attentively.
At this time, the black guards had forced the remaining servants back to the carriage they had turned to, where two middle-aged men with long swords on their backs were guarding a fat man in brocade clothes with freckles on their faces.
The black-clothed guard was about to knock down the last few, Qin Lei said loudly, "Get off." The black-clothed guard ordered the orders to be prohibited, and without any hesitation, they all retreated to Qin Lei. Qin Lei put his clothes in a tidy manner, smiled and bowed to the fat man, "This brother is just a misunderstanding. Why not be the younger brother and be afraid of the younger brother? It is also considered that he apologized."
The two middle-aged men next to the fat man had a deep face. They were beaten to death by someone, so of course they couldn't hold on. But seeing that the other party's black-clothed guard was really powerful, and although the carriage did not carry any badges, it was clearly an imperial product produced by the Shaofu, and ordinary officials could not find it. They couldn't figure out where the other party came from for a while, staring at Qin Lei and not answering.
The little fat man was a tough guy and snorted coldly: "Good boy, no matter what tricks you play, the old man will accompany you."
Qin Lei smiled happily and said, "Brother, I'm really generous. Let's go to the biggest one in the capital...what is that?" As he said that, he reached out to pull the little fat man. The two middle-aged swordsmen were about to stop him, but they saw the little fat man stepping out of the protection of the two and passing through Qin Lei's arms.
The two brothers walked in front, and the two sword masters behind looked at each other, one followed with the remaining servants, and the other hurriedly left. Shen Qing also brought the black guards to follow Qin Lei.
The mess left behind was naturally cleaned up by the officials from Kyoto Prefecture.
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Time went back a quarter of an hour ago. On the most prosperous Fuxi Street in Zhongdu City, several carriages with tiger-head badges ran wildly. Pedestrians along the way screamed and hid, and many stalls that had no time to transfer were hung upside down one after another, and the melons and fruits splashed and crushed into mud.
Just as this arrogant carriage rushed to the junction of Fuxi Street and the chimney lane, a double carriage without any badges drove out of the lane and was knocked over by a carriage in the middle...
This is just to show that Qin Lei and the little fat man are walking shoulder to shoulder on the most prosperous Fuxi Street in Zhongdu City.
Zhongdu City has a population of more than one million. Fuxi Street can be called the most prosperous, so it is naturally worthy of its name. Not to mention anything else, just looking at the various restaurants lined up on these ten-mile streets, some are magnificent and called Wanli Tower, Tianwei Pavilion, and Food is the Sky; some are elegant in style, called Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Junzi Tower, and Yanbin Pavilion; some are looking for a different approach and boldly come up with new names, called Haolai, Xiangdao, and Guests turn back. There are many, dazzling.
It was noon at this time, and the hotels were very lively and were basically full.
As a person with the taste of Qin Lei and Xiao Fatty, of course, you should also eat in the highest and most grand place, and it is best to have golden light.
So they went to Wanlilou.
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Today's third update, complete the basic task. If the recommendation vote reaches 800, there will be a fourth chapter. Please forgive me for being contaminated by writing Qin Lei
Soul. Too shameless, too despicable, too despicable. But there will be another update when you vote 850.
Chapter completed!