Volume 1, Chapter 133: Go out and rock the streets.
A group of people were walking on the street, feeling very proud and satisfied.
Ye Tingmu naturally took the lead.
Feng He was beside him, with his arms folded across his chest.
Jinghong stood on the right with her little hands behind her back.
Taking big steps and holding the head high, when it comes to momentum, Ye Tingmu just wants to say that our Jinghong has the bearing of an emperor.
Even a saint cannot take such a step of not recognizing his relatives.
Guanqi and Huazhilu were holding hands.
Zhou Heisan and Qingfeng were leading the cows at the back.
When going out to party, the first thing to do is to ensure safety, so you must bring your Dahei.
As the group walked down the street, they often attracted the attention of people on the surrounding streets, who stopped to look at them and talked in low voices.
There are only a few reasons.
The man is very handsome, Feng He and Ye Ting Mu, strong and gentle as needed.
The man was very ugly, Zhou Heisan plus Qingfeng, black as ink and fat as a ball.
The women are very beautiful, and Hua Zhilu is the most beautiful. A peach blossom sways between her eyebrows, and all kinds of charm are in her heart.
The child is very sweet. When he watches chess, his eyes are like the bright moon and the sea of stars, taking in the beauty of the world.
The child was very crazy, with a toothpick in his mouth, a wooden sword hanging from his waist, and a pair of small, angry eyes.
Of course there is also the big black bull.
It's just that some of them are dressed a little lamely.
Walking in the bustling Beimang City, I looked a little shabby compared to the embroidered clothes worn by the people around me.
Ye Tingmu narrowed his eyes and looked at the shocked, confused, surprised, astonished and horrified eyes of the passers-by.
There were also whispers, low discussions, and smug faces.
Hey, this is the aura of my Ye family. Wherever we go, we are the center of attention.
No matter how strong the wind and sand in this world are, or how dark the sky is, it cannot block the dazzling brilliance of our Ye family.
We will always be the brightest star among the crowd.
At this time Jinghong asked: "Brother, if we don't bring Sister Qingzhu with us, will she be angry?"
Ye Tingmu rolled his eyes.
"Why is she so angry? She must have been tired of shopping with these northern hooligans. Besides, I'm taking you guys shopping today, why would a grown lady like her join in the fun?"
"Ohhh... okay."
After the two finished talking, Ye Tingmu raised his lips again, looked at the shop that appeared before him, and said with a smile: "Are we there yet?"
Feng He was suspicious.
"Brother, aren't you going to spend money? Why are you in a pawn shop?"
Ye Tingmu rolled his eyes.
"How can I spend money if I don't have it? I have to sell my things."
"oh....."
With that, Ye Tingmu led a few people towards the pawnshop.
The waiter saw a group of people walking towards the door of his shop.
There was a hint of contempt in his eyes.
People in this line of work deal with money.
Generally speaking, he looks at people very sharply.
And over time, people become very powerful.
The attitude is that if you have money, you are my father; if you have no money, you are my son.
When the clerk saw Ye Tingmu and his companions walking straight towards his shop, he looked them over with scrutiny.
I soon came to a conclusion in my mind.
They were wearing patched coarse linen clothes, but although they looked pretty, they were not ugly either.
But he had nothing valuable on his body.
In the hierarchy in his mind, assets and abilities were only slightly higher than those of beggars.
If we have to say something valuable, besides the cow, it would be the sword on the scholar's waist. However, for a family like this, I don't think the sword is a good one.
At this time, Hua Lei was in the scabbard, and this guy was just an ordinary person.
Looking at it this way naturally reveals the quality of Hua Lei.
He treats people in a different way depending on their attitude.
After he had ranked the people in front of him according to their levels in his mind, the contempt in his eyes grew even stronger, and there was a hint of sarcasm at the corners of his mouth.
He stood in front of Ye Tingmu.
Then a sarcastic voice was heard.
"Hello, scholar, look carefully, this is a pawn shop, not a livestock market. You've come to the wrong place."
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of displeasure hanging between his brows.
What I mean is that you look down on me.
His face darkened and he said coldly: "Did I say I sold the cow?"
"Tsk..." The man once again scanned his body with disdain and continued to taunt him, "Even if you're not selling cattle, this isn't a place for you to come. Look here, this is Wanbao Pawnshop, the largest pawnshop in Beimang City. We only accept fine goods, not junk. If you want to sell your rags, I'll show you the way. Go ahead and there's a small pawnshop there. Maybe they'll accept your rags."
His tone showed his superiority and the laughter he made,
It was so harsh.
At this moment, even the faces of Hua Zhilu and others became extremely ugly.
Feng He was even more furious.
They clearly didn't do anything and didn't say anything, but this person was mocking them like this.
And he is extremely disrespectful to his elder brother.
His fists were clenched so tightly that they made crackling sounds.
Ye Tingmu's face became even gloomier at this moment.
This is how the world is, people judge people by their appearance.
This kind of face is what he hates the most.
The guy was immediately displeased when he saw that no one was talking and Feng He was glaring at him.
He mocked again: "Why, isn't what I said clear enough? Hurry up..."
He hadn't finished speaking yet.
I just felt a gust of wind in my ears.
Then a dark shadow came towards his face.
Snap....
Bang.....
The wind blew, and Feng He slapped the man hard on the face.
The man was slapped away by him.
It flew a full five meters before falling to the ground.
With a bang.
Feng He is so strong.
Ordinary people take this slap.
It's totally unbearable, although it won't kill you.
But it was enough to make him suffer.
The man just rolled to the ground.
There was also a large bloody handprint on his face.
Blood was oozing from the mouth, nose, ears and eyes.
Several of his front teeth were knocked off.
At this moment, he only felt his head buzzing and there was deep fear in his eyes.
But he couldn't move, and a heart-wrenching howl came from his mouth.
The wind and wheat are lightly quenched.
"I'll let you scream."
Jinghong raised his little head and said proudly, "Second brother, well done."
Then he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the man.
He drew the small wooden sword from his waist and stabbed the man in the butt.
"I let you pretend."
As the small wooden sword in her hand fell, another wailing sounded.
Ye Tingmu was speechless and shouted directly to Jinghong: "Jinghong, come back to me quickly."
Jinghong let out an "oh". Although she was unwilling, she still had to listen to her elder brother. She angrily drew out the small wooden sword and kicked the man on the butt again, then ran over happily.
The noise of the fight and the guy's screams also attracted the attention of the people around.
In an instant, the street was filled with a lot of people.
Seven or eight big men rushed out of the pawnshop in an instant.
Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows, it seemed that today's matter would be difficult to handle.
But he didn't think Feng He did anything wrong.
Those who talk badly should be beaten.
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