Today is indeed an unlucky day for Shang Ke. Ever since the merchant moved to this small Hu County, his father has not allowed the brothers and sisters to leave the house easily. However, the eldest brother has a calm personality, and although the younger sister is lively, But he is still too young, leaving Shang Ke at the age where he is active and fun. He finally sneaked out of the house today, and before he found anything interesting, he ran into such a group of vicious gangsters. It was pitiful for him as a weak scholar. , who was no match for this group of gangsters. If he said something wrong, he would be surrounded by these people, punched and kicked. All Shang Ke could do was to save his head and protect the vital parts of his body.
But those gangsters seemed to refuse to give up until they beat him to death. They kept punching and kicking. Shang Ke felt that his physical strength was almost exhausted. His whole body was in terrible pain. He couldn't help but feel despair in his heart. Could it be that, today, he Really dying from this.
"Stop," at this moment, a loud shout sounded like thunder. Immediately afterwards, those fists and kicks seemed to have stopped. Shang Ke was stunned and cautiously released his arms. When he looked up, he saw that the thugs around him were coming. In the gap between his legs and feet, he saw a tall figure standing outside, and Shang Ke suddenly felt happy. Could it be that his life should not be cut off?
Regardless of what Shang Ke was thinking, the tall figure was none other than Cheng Yaojin who was ordered to rescue people. Cheng Yaojin strode up to the group of gangsters and shouted angrily: "Why don't you hurry up?" Get out of here, or else I will break all your necks one by one with each hand." As he spoke, Cheng Yaojin stretched his hands forward, raised two casserole-like fists, and waved at the gangsters. .
Although those gangsters were a little scared of Cheng Yaojin's tall and strong figure, they quickly realized that there were more than ten people on their side. Even if the opponent was good at fighting, how could they beat him like this? When many people thought of this, their courage immediately grew stronger. One of them, a man with a strong figure, immediately stepped forward, stared at a pair of copper bell-like eyes, and shouted: "Boy, what kind of onion are you?" , you dare to meddle in grandpa’s business, don’t you want to live anymore?”
This strong man is the leader of these gangsters, also known as the bully Jiang Laohu. This strong man was originally a pig butcher in the city, but he relied on his tallness and strength to gather a group of gangsters in the city. Bullying men and women in the streets and alleys. When Wan Zha was the county magistrate here, Wan Zha's ruthless methods managed to keep Jiang Laohu and his gang under control for a few years. However, Wan Zha died some time ago. Jiang Laohu started to show up again, and hundreds of people gathered in one go. Even the county government did not dare to do anything about Jiang Laohu. At the same time, Jiang Laohu was emboldened. Now the people of Hu County have changed their faces after hearing about Hu.
Seeing that the other party dared to choke in front of him, Cheng Yaojin also grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, and hummed: "Okay, okay, it couldn't be better. If you really can It's not enough for me to leave like this. It's better to stay. It's better to stay." After saying that, without waiting for the other party's reaction, Cheng Yaojin stretched out his hand and strangled Jiang Laohu's neck. It was like Just like a chicken, he picked up Jiang Laohu.
Cheng Yaojin's move immediately stunned the gangsters behind Jiang Laohu. None of them expected that in this county, there would be people who dared to attack them, or even directly attack Jiang Laohu, and Jiang Laohu The tiger was pinched and picked up by Cheng Yaojin in this way, and he was immediately out of breath. He grabbed Cheng Yaojin's hand with both hands, but he couldn't break away the fingers that were pinching his neck.
"Bastard, let go of our boss!" After a long time, until Jiang Laohu's bearded face turned red, those little gangsters realized and rushed towards Cheng Yaojin one by one. , fists and feet were all directed at Cheng Yaojin, hoping to save his boss from Cheng Yaojin.
However, their little strength was like scratching an itch for Cheng Yaojin. After receiving a few punches, Cheng Yaojin also looked impatient. He stretched out his legs and swept away the gangsters surrounding him. They were all kicked out, only to hear howls. The dozen gangsters all fell to the ground, rolling and crying on the ground. Cheng Yaojin curled his mouth and hummed: "With this little strength, You dare to show off in front of me, you just don’t know how to live or die, it’s such a fucking bummer.”
Yes, Cheng Yaojin was indeed unhappy. This time Cheng Yaojin followed Wan He to Chang'an. Along the way, Cheng Yaojin didn't even show his face, let alone the one he expected. After all the fuss, Cheng Yaojin has been very frustrated for more than half a year. Especially when he heard that Li Jing and the others were fighting in full swing in Hebei, Cheng Yaojin was so regretful that he could not wait to fight immediately. He rushed to Hebei and went on a killing spree. He finally heard Wan He's order to take action. He thought he could have a big fight, but he didn't expect that these gangsters were kicked like this without even being beaten. Vice virtuous, no wonder Cheng Yaojin felt unhappy.
"Okay, don't strangle him to death." At this moment, Wan He's voice came from behind again. Only then did Cheng Yaojin realize that he was still strangling someone in his hand. At this moment, Jiang Laohu had already He was so suppressed that his face was red and his eyes were bloodshot. If he had waited a little longer, this ginger tiger would definitely turn into a dead tiger.
Cheng Yaojin curled his lips, flicked his hand, and threw the ginger tiger to the ground. He snorted disdainfully: "You dare to do evil things on the street. What a bullshit tiger. I think it's a sick cat." Just one,"
Although Jiang Laohu fell to the ground quite hard, he immediately got up from the ground and gasped for air. It took him a long time to recover, and when he raised his head again to look at Cheng Yaojin's At that time, those eyes were already full of fear. He had never seen such a person before. But soon, Jiang Laohu's panic was swallowed up by shame and anger. The laughter of the people watching around him made Jiang Laohu feel His face became very hot.
However, although Jiang Laohu was angry, he was not a fool. He knew that the big black man in front of him was not something that his dozen or so people could handle. Jiang Laohu immediately got up and ran back while shouting angrily: "Boy , If you have the guts to wait, I will come to you later to settle the score." As soon as Jiang Laohu ran away, the gangsters who were rolling on the ground immediately got up and ran away with Jiang Laohu.
Seeing Jiang Tiger's embarrassed escape, the surrounding people who were deeply persecuted by Jiang Tiger also let out a burst of laughter and cheers. They themselves were happy to see Jiang Tiger deflated, and some of them were also happy. He was still calm, knowing that Jiang Laohu would definitely bring his men down next, so he began to sneak away to avoid being harmed by Chi Yu.
Wan He naturally didn't care about this. After experiencing so many battles and thrills, Wan He really didn't like such a little bully. Wan He immediately stepped forward and left him lying on the ground in a daze. Shang Ke helped him up and said with a smile: "Little brother, are you okay?"
After all, the merchant came from a scholarly family. After a brief moment of astonishment, Shang Ke immediately reacted, bowed his hand to Wan He, and said politely: "Thank you so much for saving my life, this hero."
"Haha, I'm not a hero," Wan He smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into slits. Although he said that, Wan He felt happy to be called a hero for the first time in his life. , waved his hands with a smile, and then said: "I just heard someone say that my little brother is the second young master of the merchant. I don't know if it is true."
Wan He suddenly asked such a question, Shang Ke couldn't help but was stunned, nodded subconsciously and said: "I am the son of a merchant, ranked second in the family, and my surname is Shang Ke. May I ask your surname? Can you find a merchant? What's the matter?"
Hearing Shang Ke admitting his identity, Wan He's eyes immediately lit up, and he smiled and said: "The little brother is indeed the second young master of the merchant. That would be great. I have something important to do, and I want to ask for an audience." Ancestor or father, I was about to go to my house to pay a visit, but I didn’t expect to meet the second young master on the way. It’s really a fate, and I asked the second young master to introduce me to you.”
Shang Ke originally had a youthful temperament, and Wan He and others had just saved him. Shang Ke also had a good impression of Wan He and others. On the contrary, he had no suspicion. Shang Ke immediately nodded repeatedly and said with a smile: "Hero I just saved the kid's life, so I should have invited the hero to my humble residence. Since the hero is looking for something to do with my father, I will definitely help. I invite the hero here,"
Although Shang Ke looks bruised and swollen now, he is from a scholarly family after all, and his every move is also polite. If the bruises on his face and two panda eyes didn't ruin his image, he would really look like him. A handsome young man, Wan He and Du Ruhui behind him also looked at each other, could cultivate such a temperament in a fifteen or sixteen year old child. From this point of view alone, this businessman is unusual.
Regarding this point, Wan He didn't think much about it, and just followed Shang Ke while chatting. This county was not big. Not long after, Wan He and his party arrived at the door of the merchant's mansion. They looked at the building in front of them. Wan He didn't feel that the house was not big or small, but Du Ruhui, who was behind Wan He, couldn't help but exclaimed, pointing at the plaque above the door and shouted: "This, this, this plaque is , yes, yes..."
Du Ruhui said "yes" several times in a row, but he couldn't finish what he wanted to say. Shang Ke, who was standing next to him, saw him and said with a proud face: "This gentleman has good eyesight. Haha, this plaque is It is the ancestral plaque of my business. Every year I spend hundreds of taels of silver to repair it. It is said to have a history of six to seven hundred years, so it can be regarded as a treasure."