Jia Chen looked in the voice and saw a young man in Jinyi with a pig-backed face. Behind him were there a few gorgeously dressed friends with a tall and straight chest and a few servants with crooked melons and foxes pretending to be powerful.
The young master in Jinyi bared his teeth and stared at Jia Rong fiercely.
The friends behind him either crossed their arms in front of their chests, or crossed their waists, sneered all over their faces, and looked like they were ready to watch the show.
Seeing that the other party was full of people, Jia Rong took a breath and shouted in a harsh manner:
"Wen Kan, what do you want to do?"
Pig waist and face are Wen Kan, son of Wen Tiren, Minister of Rites, and belong to the Chongrui Honorary Group.
The few friends who followed him were also children of Chongrui Xungui.
As the saying goes, when enemies meet, they are extremely jealous. Like Jia Rong, Wen Kan also donated a fifth-rank Dragon Prisoner, or the Great Inspector, who is just a free position and does not have to work as a servant in the Great Inspector.
Wen Kan once coveted Qin Keqing's beauty, but unexpectedly, Jia Rong won the lead. As the saying goes, the hatred of killing his father and the hatred of taking his wife. Since Jia Rong married Qin Keqing into the house, Wen Kan has become more and more interested in Jia Rong.
Last time Jia Rong and several servants ran into Wen Kan, who was alone in Hongxiulou, and asked the servants to slap each other a few times. However, they didn't expect that the law of nature was circulating and retribution was unhappy. Today, they ran into Wen Kan again, and the other party More people than me.
In fact, Wen Kan has martial arts skills. Last time, she was drunk and weak all over, so she was slapped by Jia Rong's servants several times.
The friends behind Wen Kan are all descendants of the Chongrui Xungui Group. They have all practiced martial arts skills. One of them can be masters who can fight six or seven strong men alone.
Jia Rong was so scared that she shivered and shrank behind Jia Baoyu.
Jia Baoyu was timid and afraid of things, so he hurriedly retreated behind Jia Rong.
Xue Pan was so drunk that he forgot to be afraid. He showed his usual domineering attitude, pointed at Wen Kan and cursed:
"Where did the little slut come out? You dare to bully people because there are too many people, right? Do you know who I am?"
Jia Baoyu was so scared that he trembled, hurriedly covered his mouth, and whispered in a low voice:
"The opposite side is full of descendants of Chongrui nobles, with many people and powerful people. Brother Xue, stop talking, let's just say it, let's finish it!"
Jia Baoyu once followed Jia Zheng to visit relatives and friends, and was well-informed. He had heard of Wen Kan, son of Wen Tiren, the Minister of Rites. This person likes to bully others by relying on his power and domine men and women.
Today, the other party is coming in full force, Jia Rong offended Wen Kan again, and Xue Pan scolded her, which is like adding fuel to the fire, and I am afraid that I will not be able to escape unstoppable.
At this time, Feng Ziying stood up and bowed to Wen Kan:
"Brother Wen Shi, can you give me some face today and give Brother Jia Rong a chance?"
Wen Kan sneered:
"Who doesn't know that your Feng family and the Jia family are family friends? You are obviously deliberately trying to get along. Last time, Jia Rong slapped me several times. I can't swallow this tone. Today, I will definitely be useless. He will give up with one hand!"
Feng Ziying was angry and snorted coldly:
"You call you brother Shi, you are so arrogant! My father is commanding to guard the important towns of the nine borders with his old age, but he was set up on fire by your Chongrui family. , I just happened to ask you to calculate today!”
Wen Kan sneered:
"Feng Ziying, I know you are young, but you have extraordinary martial arts skills, but we are crowded with people and all of them have martial arts skills. One person and one punch is enough for you, and you dare to speak wildly. Just seeking death!”
After saying that, he waved his hand forward and shouted:
"Brothers, we haven't had a fight for many days. Today I'm just right to practice with these grandchildren!"
However, before he finished speaking, Feng Ziying rushed to him with a quick step, punched him on the bridge of his nose, staggering back several steps before barely stabilizing his body.
Covering the violent nose bleeding, Wen Kan was angry and angry, and said sternly:
"Go together and kill him!"
In an instant, everyone besieged Feng Ziying.
Jia Rong, Jia Baoyu and Xue Pan wanted to run away, but were blocked by more than 20 slaves from Chongrui's lineage.
Before the three of them could beg for mercy, they were pinned to the ground by their servants and beaten up.
Xue Pan was beaten the most, because he was rude and cursed, so he was given special care.
After a while, his big head had several big bags swollen, curled up with his bloated body, lying on the ground, hugging his head and crying.
Jia Baoyu was young, and his servants disdained to beat him, so he only beat him with a black eye. His big white face was beaten like a panda, and he fell on the side of the road and cried bitterly.
Jia Rong was also beaten to death. Wen Kan mainly wanted to deal with him today. After the slaves knocked down Xue Pan, they surrounded him, punched him and rolled around the ground, making waves and slaughtering.
screams.
Two servants rushed towards Jia Chen with a grin, but Jia Chen kicked them out lightly and kicked them away.
One of them hung on a tree next to it, plunged into a pawnshop window next to it, and flew to the pawnshop counter before stopping provoked.
The shopkeeper of the pawnshop was stunned for a moment, and didn't know what was going on for a moment, and exclaimed in a burst of voice:
"I have been in a pawnshop business for decades, and this is the first time I have met a pawn shop owner. It's really strange that there are many every year, and this year there are a lot."
Feng Ziying is indeed very skilled in martial arts. At the same time, facing the siege of eight Chongrui nobles, he actually has the power of backhand.
However, when the human power is exhausted, Feng Ziying is unable to defeat four hands with two fists, and after a while, she can't stand it anymore.
He was hit hard on his cheek, half of his face was swollen and tall, like a ripe red apple, and he was hit several times, covered with shoe prints of different sizes and patterns.
After a while, Feng Ziying was beaten to the ground and fell limply.
Wen Kan stepped on his chest, spitted into his face, and said with a grim smile:
"Why are you a bastard seed? Why are you not arrogant? What about your impulse just now?"
Feng Ziying gritted her teeth and said hard:
"If you are fucking good, beat me to death, otherwise I will kill you sooner or later!"
However, his tough and tough words were immediately broken by a disharmonious begging for mercy:
"Dear men, uncles, please stop beating!"
Jia Chen looked in the voice and saw Jia Rong kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to the slaves for mercy.
The slaves let out a burst of crazy and proud laughter. They used to be humble slaves and never stepped on the head of any master. Today, they beat the future patriarch of the Jia family to kneel down and beg for mercy. I immediately felt
A kind of pleasure and comfort of turning over and becoming the owner.
Wen Kan dropped Feng Ziying, ran to Jia Rong, kicked him to the ground, and laughed wildly:
"What a boneless coward! It seems that Duke Rong is nothing great, and his descendants are actually all cartilage!"
At this time, in the private room on the second floor of Lu Mingxuan.
Emperor Chongrui was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back, and he could not help but sneer:
"The faces of the two generations of Duke Ning Guo were thrown away by this Jia Rong!"
It seems that the founding lineage has indeed become weak, and the future generations are all wine and food.
Especially this Jia Rong, who has no backbone or blood at all, even after being beaten, she even knelt down and begged for mercy. It's really embarrassing!
At this moment, Jia Baoyu, Jia Rong, Xue Pan and Feng Ziying have all been knocked to the ground, leaving only Jia Chen standing upright, with a calm expression and as stable as Mount Tai.
It is like a banished immortal who descends to earth, looking down on the vast beings.
His powerful aura, which is unique and independent, quickly attracted Wen Kan's attention.
"So there is another fish that misses the net!"
Wen Kan asked with a grin, "Boy, whose nephew are you?"
Jia Chen raised a playful sneer on the corner of his lips and said proudly:
"I am Jia Chen, a son of the side branch of Rong Mansion."
Wen Kan sneered with her waist:
"So it's a cartilage again, bah! I won't beat the spineless puppy, let's go!"
Several Chongrui nobles next to them also echoed:
"This kid doesn't move, probably scared!"
"The descendants of the founding lineage turned out to be a group of soft boys!"
"I'm afraid I'll be too lazy to fight such useless people if I'm afraid of getting dirty."
......
They said you and I said you, laughing and scolding, turning around and leaving.
However, at this moment, a domineering male voice rang: