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Chapter Eleven: It's Hard to Do Good Deeds

Seeing this scene, Wang Kang frowned. The street where he was located was extremely prosperous, with many pedestrians on the road, and these people rushed around without any thought of slowing down.

This is the disadvantage of no traffic rules.

Wang Kang also knew the leader. He was the second generation of the first official in Yangzhou City, the son of the governor Dong, and Dong Hui!

They don’t have much interaction, but there are many scenes in Wang Kang’s memory of being bullied by Dong Hui.

Pedestrians on the road avoided them, and some roadside stalls were knocked over. An old man slowed down and was rubbed for a while. He was directly led to roll down and roared to the side and felt a painful **.

“Well…”

At this time, the few horse riders finally stopped, and the leader Dong Hui immediately started to curse, not caring about the old man's life or death.

"I'm old, I don't have eyes! I'm shocked my horse. Can you afford it? Why didn't you kill me?"

The surrounding citizens pointed at each other, but they all knew that this was the second young master of the governor, but they dared not speak out.

"Why are you so unreasonable?" the old man rubbed his painful legs and raised his head. "Is there no kingly law in Yangzhou City?"

"Wang Fa? My father is the governor. Who do you think is Wang Fa?"

"You are old and dare to talk back?" Dong Hui glared at the eyes and raised his whip and wanted to beat the old man.

"Zhou Qing goes and stop him!" Wang Kang couldn't see it. Isn't this obviously the ancient version of my father Li Gang?

"Ah?" Zhou Qing's eyes were blank. What's wrong with this master? He never cared about these things before, just don't bully people in person.

"Damn, this Dong Hui is crazy than me, I'll know it for a while!" Wang Kang added viciously.

It's really difficult to do a good thing. He knows what Zhou Qing means.

After hearing this, Zhou Qing looked clear and moved, he stood in front of the old man. When the whip was whipped, he grabbed him in his hand.

"Who are you? Stop my whip, do you know who I am?" Huafu couldn't thrust several times and cursed.

"Wang Kang, Earl's Mansion in Fuyang!" Wang Kang walked over and said calmly.

"Ah, is it Mr. Kang, really Mr. Kang?"

"Didn't this prodigal son be struck by lightning a few days ago?" Before Dong Hui could speak, the people around him started to talk first.

"Oh...Who am I? It turns out that he is a big prodigal son in Yangzhou City. I heard that you were struck by lightning, why didn't you kill you? Haha!"

Dong Hui said disdainfully, and even the few people behind him laughed out loud.

Smile, you will cry when you wait! Wang Kang's face remained unchanged and gave Zhou Qing a wink.

Zhou Qing, who followed him for a long time, naturally knew what his young master meant. He grabbed the whip and exerted force suddenly. The young man in the gorgeous clothes was careless and was pulled off the horse.

Before he could react, Wang Kang went up and kicked him in the door.

"Damn it, let you talk about it again! Let you be crazy!" Wang Kang beat and scolded, looking like a second-generation ancestor.

The people were also shocked immediately. They didn't expect Wang Kang to take action suddenly. After Dong Hui's voice sounded, the people woke up.

One of them jumped off the horse in a hurry and pointed at Wang Kang and said in disbelief: "You... are you crazy? Even Lord Dong's son dares to beat him?"

"I care who he is?" Wang Kang stopped and said disdainfully.

Dong Hui was supported by several people and stood up. His face was blue and swollen. His originally delicate clothes were ragged, and he looked at Wang Kang with horror.

But Wang Kang ignored it and shouted to the onlookers: "In Yangzhou City, only I, Wang Kang, can oppress the people, and only I, Wang Kang, can gallop on the street, no one else can do it!"

"I am in danger of disaster and beat people to joy again. Today, I am in a great mood!" Wang Kang said to Zhou Qing: "Look at the reward, each of the onlookers will be one gold coin, and that old man will give you five!"

His rewards were not for no reason. In fact, most of the people watching here were small vendors who were damaged by these people. With these gold coins, they could subsidize them.

This young master was struck by lightning once, and he was even more promiscuous. Zhou Qing, who accepted the order, had no choice but to send gold coins.

After this, there should be fewer people who oppress the people. Forbidding others to run quickly can reduce similar things.

Alas, it’s so difficult to do a good thing! Wang Kang sighed speechlessly!

Originally, when the people around him heard what Wang Kang said, only he could oppress the people's unreasonable words, they felt deeply disgusted.

But when Huang Cancan got the gold coins, he didn't care about so much. He smiled while holding the money while scolding the prodigal.

Sometimes ordinary people are so "simple".

Only one person thanked Wang Kang, who was the injured old man because he was specially taken care of by Wang Kang. Everyone gave him one gold coin, and he had five...

The old man was injured again with legs and feet, and even stood up, but he still tidied up his face and came to Wang Kang, bowing his hands and said, "Thank you, young master, for helping me, otherwise I would probably suffer some pain."

After hearing the old man's words, Wang Kang then turned his eyes on him. The old man looked simple, but Wang Kang clearly saw that there was no thread at all sewing on the cuffs of his outer coat.

And if you look closely at the materials of his clothes, it seems to be made of silk, but it is easy to be ignored because of its simple color.

This old guy seems not an ordinary person. As soon as Wang Kang's thought arose, a few lines of text suddenly appeared in front of him.

""Li Jitong, from the third-rank supervisor, came to investigate the civil affairs and administration of Yangzhou under the order of Emperor Zhao. This task will assess whether the governor Dong Yiwu is qualified and whether Fuyang Bo can be a fief..."

What is this? Wang Kang looked at the old man in front of him. Could it be that he was talking about? It seems that it should be.

Is this my golden finger? I finally went online after waiting for two days. I can directly interpret someone else's identity. It's too timely.

Dong Hui is also unlucky enough. He might as well attack anyone but got the supervisor of the mini-private patrol. This time, not only will you be done, but I will let your father be done too!

Isn't this going to kill you?

Wang Kang secretly thought about how to use this information to create better value.

At this time, with the help of several tycoons, Dong Hui came to Wang Kang, pointed at Wang Kang and shouted: "If you have the guts, just wait here and don't leave, even I dare to fight."

"And you..." He yelled at the old man again, "And you, a humble untouchable, don't think that you can live a better life with this prodigal son protecting you."

Dong Hui held a grudge against the old man, and he wouldn't have been so embarrassed if he hadn't been.

Wang Kang knew that this matter would not be good today, so he wanted to be a prodigal son with peace of mind, but Liu Cheng, who was cheating him, did not solve the problem, and another governor's son ran out.
Chapter completed!
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