The two treasure bureau guys left Chen Yushu behind and rushed towards Sun He with their teeth and claws open.
Sun He was not afraid, he just stood there, fighting with his opponent's fists and kicks. The fists of both sides were exchanging with each other, without any rules, only fierceness.
For these bullies who roam among the people, few of them have actually practiced martial arts. Fighting only relies on two things: physical fitness and courage.
In other words, whoever cannot withstand the opponent's fist first will lose.
Sun He's people are tall and powerful, and when one fights against two, they will not lose at all.
But as Wang Cheng joined the battle and faced the siege of the three men, the gap quickly became apparent. Sun He's nose and eyes were constantly hit by old fists.
Blood continued to flow from the nostrils and corners of the mouth.
But even so, Sun He did not give in, still waving his fists like crazy.
Even Wang Cheng was shocked by this bad guy. He didn't expect this guy to be so tough.
Chen Yushu looked even more confused. She didn't understand why this strange man in front of her had to risk his life to protect her.
Looking at Chen Pei who had already hid against the wall, spying secretly, Chen Yushu felt desolate again.
At the critical moment, my biological father is not as reliable as a stranger. How sad is that?
At this moment, Sun He was punched on the bridge of the nose by Wang Cheng, staggered and fell directly to the ground.
The three of them seized the opportunity and punched and kicked Sun He. Sun He could only hold his head with his hands and struggle to support himself.
Changfu, who witnessed the whole incident, couldn't help but curled his lips with disgust on his face.
"This Dung Bakong has a strong and strong physique, but he is so weak in a fight. He was beaten like this when facing three people. If he went to the battlefield and faced the golden soldiers, wouldn't he be hitting the stone with an egg?"
Hearing Chang Fu's sarcasm, Zhao Huan didn't care at all. On the contrary, he looked at Sun He with admiration in his eyes.
"If you don't know how to fight, you can learn. If you don't have enough endurance, you can practice."
"This momentum of not admitting defeat is rare and valuable."
Seeing that Sun He was about to be beaten to death, Zhao Huan winked, and Changfu rushed forward. After only seven or eight steps, he jumped into the air and kicked Wang Cheng right in the face with a big flying kick.
superior.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Wang Cheng fell directly onto his back and fell heavily to the ground.
Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, which really frightened the other two Baoju guys. Before they could recover from the shock, Changfu's punches and kicks followed one after another.
As the palace steward and the most loyal minion around Zhao Huan, Changfu's martial arts skills were naturally not something that these bullies could handle.
Changfu's moves are "steady, accurate and ruthless", without any bells and whistles.
First, he punched one of them and broke the bridge of his nose. Then he hit the other person in the face with a high swipe.
The battle was over in an instant.
Changfu stretched out his hand to pull Sun He up from the ground, and teased him with a look of disgust: "Brother, you still need to practice your skills."
Sun He was beaten until his face was covered with blood, and he was in a miserable state.
But he didn't care about the pain in his body. Instead, he felt guilty and self-blame.
Having lost such a big person in front of Zhao Huan, I'm afraid he is no longer qualified to continue serving the palace. He sat on the ground, lowered his head and couldn't stop sighing.
Not far away, Chen Yushu was already stunned.
She recognized Changfu at a glance and secretly exclaimed: "This...isn't this Changfu's housekeeper?"
"Why did he come here?"
"Steward Changfu and the prince have always been inseparable. With Changfu here, could it be said that the prince also..."
Chen Yushu quickly looked around and found a man standing in the corner not far away, it was Zhao Huan!
"It's really the prince..."
"Why did the prince come to such a dirty and despicable place? Is it because of me?"
Because she was so frightened by being flattered, Chen Yushu panicked for a moment and sat there blankly, not knowing what to do.
Now that Chen Yushu discovered it, Zhao Huan stopped hiding and walked out.
Seeing the red and swollen slap marks on Chen Yushu's face, Zhao Huan's eyes couldn't help but become cold.
"You are so brave to rob a girl in broad daylight!"
Although Wang Cheng and the other three were all knocked down, they were not seriously injured and they had already gotten up again.
Although they have great power here, they are still at the bottom of society and have almost no contact with high-ranking officials, so they do not know Zhao Huan at all.
Although it can be judged from Changfu's skills that the man in front of him, who is dignified and dignified, is not angry and has a strong reputation, he must have a certain background.
But it is absolutely impossible to be from the imperial court!
The reason is very simple. Those dignitaries consider themselves noble and will never come to such a dirty and run-down place.
Faced with Zhao Huan's scolding, Wang Cheng not only showed no fear, but became even more arrogant.
"Damn, it's really crazy today. How could there be so many overfed bastards?"
Asshole?
Seeing that Wang Cheng dared to speak rudely to Zhao Huan, Chang Fu's eyes suddenly showed blazing murderous intent.
If Zhao Huan hadn't given the order, he would have rushed forward and executed Wang Cheng directly in the street.
This scene further fueled Wang Cheng's arrogance. It was obvious that the man in front of him did not dare to make a big deal out of the matter.
Wang Cheng blew his nose hard and sprayed out the blood, putting on an extremely fierce and fierce posture.
"I don't know where you come from, you bastard, but no matter who you are, you have to keep your tail between your legs when you get here."
"If you dare to hit me, you will not be able to walk out of this street today."
"Damn it, I don't want to know how famous the Changyun Bao Bureau is in this land!"
At this moment, the clerks from the Changyun Bao Bureau had heard the news and came over, more than a dozen of them.
In addition, there are many gamblers who come to help.
If you can take the opportunity to hug Wang Cheng's thigh, you can walk sideways in the east of the city.
There were more than thirty people including clerks and gamblers, and the entire narrow and dilapidated street was packed to the brim.
The poor people who were standing not far away watching the excitement were so frightened that they hid in their drafty homes. Through the holes in the doors and windows, they held their breath and watched the goings-on outside.
Who among the poor people living here doesn’t know Wang Cheng?
For a moment, everyone looked at Zhao Huan with pity in their eyes.
"If you mess with Boss Wang's family, this guy will be dead!"
"In Dongcheng, it is better to provoke the King of Hell than to mess with Wang's boss' family. The King of Hell can still let him live until midnight. But Wang Cheng has a murder case on his body, and he can be killed on the street."
"He died in vain, no one dared to testify against him!"
"Hey, these days, good people don't pay with their lives, and the harm will last for thousands of years."
At this time, Wang Cheng's head was almost raised to the sky, and he glanced at Changfu with disdain.
"Damn it, aren't you a good fighter? I want to see how many of you can take down today!"
"And you, I will teach you a lesson today. If you want a hero to save a beauty, you must first fucking weigh yourself!"