Those who came in were six people in red. Their faces were ferocious, and they looked at Qin Yiren as if they were hunters looking at their prey.

"Zhao Ping." Qin Yiren remembered who these people were based on his ex's memory.

These six people were the minor officials of Zhao who guarded Qin Yiren, and Zhao Ping was their leader.

During the Warring States Period, the theory of Yin and Yang and Five Elements was prevalent. Zhao State believed that it was fire virtue, and all officials were given red clothes.

"What are you here to do?" Qin Yiren sat up from the couch and asked Zhao Ping.

"Tiger, wolf, Qin people, why are we here? Don't you know?" Zhao Ping was so sarcastic and smiled at Qin Yiren with evil spirits. Then his face darkened and he shouted: "Qin Yiren, you are so brave, you dare to hide wealth. Brothers, search for me, whoever finds it will belong to whoever you do."

Qin Yiren’s wealth was sent by Qin State. It belongs to Qin Yiren, so how can he hide it?

These are all the tricks of Zhao Ping and the others. They are blatantly robbing them. They don’t do such things ten times a day, but they have to do eight times. Qin Yiren’s wealth is robbed by them in this way. In Qin Yiren’s plight today, Zhao Ping is one of the most powerful promoters, second only to the Prime Minister of Zhao State Ping Yuanjun.

"If you can find the wealth, you will be fine." To this day, Qin Yiren is penniless. If there is really wealth, will Qin Yiren starve to death? Will Qin Yiren use drinking water to fill his hunger? Will he use sleep to forget about hunger?

"Woo." A yellow dog as big as a calf appeared at the door, opening its mouth wide and sticking out its tongue.

"Gululu!" Qin Yiren swallowed violently.

This is not a big yellow dog. In the eyes of Qin Yiren, who was so hungry that he had a heart-stuck back, this was fragrant dog meat. If he slaughtered it, set up a pile of firewood and put it on it and grilled it, it would be delicious in the world.

"Wang." Qin Yiren, who was fantasizing, was interrupted by a dog barking. The big yellow dog spread out his four hooves and rushed towards Qin Yiren. The mouth of the bloody sea was already open. If Qin Yiren was bitten, wouldn't Qin Yiren's body look like firewood?

"Zhao Ping, you are so vicious. How dare you let the dog bite me? I want you to look good." Qin Yiren was a human being in two lives and had never been bitten by a dog. He was angry and wanted to dodge, but his abdomen was empty and his limbs were weak, and he could not dodge.

Seeing that the big yellow dog was about to bite Qin Yiren, Zhao Ping smiled on his face, held his hands in front of his chest, and looked at the show: "Qin Yiren, you are the grandson of the Qin State, the most powerful Warring States Period, and you still can't escape the fate of being bitten by Dahuang. Brothers, let's see the show, there are not many things that the prince is bitten by the dog."

"This drama must be wonderful!" Several officials in red shouted in unison, their eyes widened, staring at Qin Yiren, ready to appreciate Qin Yiren's unlucky appearance, which must be very pleasant.

"Die dog, dare you? I want to eat your dog meat." Qin Yiren knew that he was doomed, so he could only be stubborn.

"Haha!" Zhao Ping and the others burst into laughter, as if they were hearing the funnyest jokes in the world.

"You are thinking about eating rhubarb meat every day. Have you succeeded? You are delusional, but the flowers in the mirror in the water. Think about it slowly." Zhao Ping didn't take it seriously at all, and his mouth was so cracked that his mouth was cracked to his ears.

Qin Yiren and the others have often made the idea of ​​fighting this big yellow dog, but they have never succeeded. Not only has they failed, but Meng Zhao and the others have also been bitten by the big yellow dog, and they are also very miserable.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a fist as big as a bowl hits horizontally, hitting the head of a big yellow dog.

The punch was fast, fierce and accurate, but it was powerless. The big yellow dog just whined, turned around and bit the owner of the fist, Meng Zhao bit it hard.

"You tiger, wolf, Qin people, dare to deal with Dahuang. I can't spare you." Zhao Ping jumped three feet high like a fire, roared at Meng Zhao, and rushed over like a whirlwind.

"Tiger, wolf, Qin people, die!" Several young officials in red were like tigers going down the mountain, howling, and rushed towards Qin Yiren and the others.

Zhao Ping and the others rushed up and overturned Qin Yiren, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo, and Moer to the ground. They swung their fists and smashed them down hard. The fists were so strong that they were very happy.

Even the woman Moer was not let go, she was such a group of shameless people.

"Tiger, wolf, Qin people, aren't you cruel? Didn't you kill more than 200,000 soldiers of Dazhao in Changping? You have today, and you have been beaten up by us like dogs?" Zhao Ping and the others were fat and swearing, splashing, as if it was raining rain.

Look at their capable appearance, as if they were galloping among the hosts, invincible.

However, Qin Yiren and others under them were all as thin as Chai He, tortured by hunger and lacked any strength. If they betrayed them, they proved that they could only bully those who were unable to fight back.

"Zhao Ping, remember this, I will not let you go!" Qin Yiren was pressed to the ground by several minor officials, and was fisted many times, and his whole body was in pain, but he refused to give in.

"I'm waiting." Zhao Ping punched Qin Yiren hard on the back.

Although Qin Yiren, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Heibo and Moer fought back, it was useless. Who told them to be tortured by hunger and exhausted?

"If we have food in our stomachs, I'm sorry you won't be brave." Meng Zhao, Ma Gai and Fan Tong were Qin army soldiers and were extremely agile. If it weren't for being hungry and losing strength, Zhao Ping and the others would dare to be arrogant.

It's a pity that I can only sigh.

There was no suspense in this fight. The six Qin Yiren and the others had no power to fight back, and they could only be abused. It was not until Zhao Ping and the others were out of interest that they stopped.

They were trying to torture Qin Yiren and others in a different way. How many times did they do this?

"Happy! Happy! Happy!" Zhao Ping let go of Qin Yiren, extremely comfortable, raised his head and shouted with joy.

The six Qin Yiren and the other two were gasping for breath. They were already tortured by hunger and lost their strength. They were beaten up again and were exhausted. They all collapsed on the ground like mud, and they didn't even have the strength to stand.

"Qin Yiren, what do you think this is?" Zhao Ping slowly took out a black cake from his arms and shook it proudly at Qin Yiren.

"Gululu!" A sound of swallowing saliva sounded, from the throats of Qin Yiren, Meng Zhao, Fan Tong, Ma Gai, Heibo and Mole.

They were in extreme hunger for three years, and the food was fatal attraction to them. This cake was the lowest and worst-quality product, but it still made their appetites tremble. Everyone's eyes shone brightly, and they wanted to snatch it and swallow it immediately.

"Do you want to eat?" Zhao Ping proudly raised his head and glanced at the six Qin Yiren.

Isn't this nonsense? Everyone wants to eat anyone who is in such a situation. Qin Yiren doesn't want to nod, but his head is out of control and lit it hard, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"I want...oh... in the words of you tiger and wolf Qin people, call me yes, right? If you want to yes, kneel down and kowtow three times at me, and I'll give it to you." Zhao Ping was like a rooster crowing, showing his aura, holding his head high and thrusting his chest, waiting for Qin Yiren to kowtow to him.

"Kowtow quickly. It's a good deal to exchange three heads for one cake." Several officials in red followed suit and cheered.

"Young Master, don't want it..." Hei Bo, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong and Moer hurriedly persuaded Qin Yiren.

Qin Yiren waved his hand to stop them from speaking, staring at Zhao Ping with wide eyes.

"I bet he will kowtow. This is food. What is the calculation of kowtowing to survive?" Zhao Ping was full of confidence.

Hei Bo and the others were also worried. If Qin Yiren really kowtowed for a piece of cake, he would become a laughing stock. From now on, he would be ridiculed by others.

"Zhao Ping, you can hit me, scold me, laugh at me, and never insult me! What I want to tell you is: Go and die!" To everyone's surprise, Qin Yiren's answer was powerful and loud.

(For updates, it is tentatively set to 12 noon and 7 pm. If there are any changes, I will announce it separately.)

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Chapter completed!