"Wow, this guy really has a lot of money! Let's rush over and rob him of all his wealth!" The homeowner's son urged the crowd to loot again.

These people's hands clenched slightly.

That's right. With so many gold leaves, even if they only bring back one or two, their children will be able to get through the winter comfortably.

Ning Hong took a step back and said, "You've seen it yourself, I am indeed very rich."

"Hand over the money."

"Gentlemen, as you can see, the fact that I can carry so much money with me is enough to show that my family background is quite good. Aren't you afraid that I will bring people back to retaliate for treating me like this today?"

Ning Hong said coldly.

"Then kill him."

"That's right, kill them both."

“Alright, I’ll give you a way out.” Ning Hong chuckled. “You just want money, right? Here’s what we’ll do: you help me beat him up. One punch each, and I’ll give you a gold leaf.”

This purse isn't very big, but it's filled with gold leaves.

Mo Wen gave them to him when he was about to leave.

Over the years, Mo Wen has truly treated him like his own son.

He even received the Mo family's secret martial arts techniques.

There will never be a shortage of lovesick men and women in this world.

"really?"

"That wouldn't be more true, who wants to go first?"

"You, we're all neighbors, are you really coming?"

The homeowner's son was immediately terrified and his face turned pale.

"It's precisely because we're neighbors that you should know we're extremely poor and need money to get through this harsh winter. Otherwise, you wouldn't have brought us here to rob those young people."

The man was burly. He looked at the homeowner's son, who was clearly timid, then looked at the sky, and finally threw a punch at him.

The homeowner's son vomited because of the punch he received.

It looks like he's seriously injured.

This big man wasn't waterproof.

“Very good, here are two gold leaves for you.”

Ning Hong then handed over two leaves, which were made of pure gold. Each gold leaf was worth five taels of silver, enough for a small family to eat for half a year.

The big man looked delighted, clutched the gold leaf, and hurriedly went back.

Now that he has money, he can buy some meat for his daughter. He also needs to stock up on rice at home.

Everyone was stunned as they watched the big man leave in a hurry. Had he really gotten the money?

Could it be that he bribed her?

"If you don't believe me, you can call out another person and beat him up again. Just point to anyone." The group gritted their teeth and came out.

He wasn't as strong as the big man, but he was also a cunning fellow, and he started punching the homeowner's son in the face repeatedly.

"Alright." He stood panting in front of Ning Hongze.

Ning Hong also gave him two gold leaves.

"Thank you, young master."

He happily went home.

Two people have already received the gold leaf.

This person wasn't lying to them; it was genuine.

As long as they beat up the person who encouraged them to rob them, they can get the gold leaf.

In an instant, everyone rushed forward and started punching and kicking the man.

Ning Hong saw each one very clearly.

He gave two gold leaves to those who were hit hard, and only one to those who were hit lightly.

Of course, these people were happy to have a piece of it.

The crowd dispersed.

Ning Hong then squatted down in front of the homeowner's son, asking, "How was it? Did you enjoy being beaten?"

"That was awesome!" The homeowner's son coughed twice. "Can I get a gold leaf too?"

"What?"

"Didn't you say that as long as you hit me, you could get the gold leaf? Then I—" The homeowner's son suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face.

"You're ruthless." Ruthless to others, and ruthless to yourself.

Ning Hong then handed him the last two gold leaves.

Then he took his younger sister into the house.

Lock the door.

“Brother? We can’t stay here anymore.” Cai Lu’s face fell. These people now had their eyes on him, and moreover, there was the most important point: he had offended the homeowner’s son.

This man, despite his sleazy nature, is exceptionally resilient.

I'm afraid they'll retaliate after only a day or two of rest.

None of the things in this house belong to him, and he doesn't need them anymore.

Ning Hong abandoned her belongings and left with Mo Xiaomei.

Leaving with the package at this point would be tantamount to telling people they've run away.

"Brother?" He really doesn't want anything?

Don't worry.

He patted Mo Xiaomei's head: "Leave everything to your brother. I won't make you sad."

"Yes, I believe in my brother." Mo Xiaomei held Ning Hongze's hand tightly, letting him lead her away.

Ning Hong guessed that the homeowner's son would probably make a move against them within the next day or two.

Unexpectedly, that very evening, the man poured tea oil and similar substances into the house.

The house was set on fire.

The house is surrounded by other houses.

The fire quickly spread to other people's homes.

Suddenly, the alleyway became noisy.

"You all deserve to die." He stood far away, watching the flames soar into the sky, watching these people run out crying and screaming, weeping...

She cried and called out the names of her family members.

"If you dare to hit me, I hope your whole family is burned to death."

The homeowner's son was carrying an oil drum.

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