Chapter 243 What did you just say about my sister?
Jingzhen stretched out his hand and naturally pulled Baoya behind him.
His voice softened unconsciously: "It's okay."
Rong He naturally followed over, and looked at the dandy young man with a look of disgust.
He was just about to pay for something for his little cousin when he was interrupted by this kid who came out of nowhere.
The dandy young man was named Zheng Chengming. He was the youngest son of Zheng Kai, the former governor of Huzhou. He had been spoiled since childhood.
In the past, his father was the governor of Huzhou, and he was able to walk all over the area of Huzhou with impunity.
Even though his father was dismissed from his post and the whole family moved back to Lingshui Town, with the Zheng family's savings over the years, he still had no worries about food and clothing and spent his days wandering around the town.
At this moment, he was furious when he saw Jing Zhen, the culprit who caused his father to lose his official position. Suddenly, he heard such a soft and sweet voice, and he was stunned for a moment.
Looking again, it turned out to be a pretty little girl with a delicate and pretty face.
The little girl was hiding behind the "nephew of County Magistrate Fang" at this time, grabbing his clothes and sticking out her pink and tender little face.
"Oh, you have a younger sister!" Zheng Chengming immediately became interested.
Looking at the vigilant look of "County Magistrate Fang's nephew", you can tell that he is very protective of this little girl.
Zheng Chengming raised his thumb and wiped his greasy chin: "You are unlucky to meet me today! I like your little sister very much, I accept her!"
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and suddenly a dozen people in uniform, holding sticks, jumped out from behind him. They were obviously the well-trained servants of the Zheng family.
Those servants must have been used to doing this kind of thing, and they attacked Jingzhen and Baoya with familiarity.
Five or six of them approached Jingzhen and Baoya, and the remaining few surrounded Nanxuan and Ronghe.
Baoya knew that Jingzhen knew kung fu, but she was worried about so many strong men and could not help but clench the dragon beard noodles wrapped around her wrist.
On the other side, Rong He consciously hid behind Nan Xuan, and then shouted towards the door: "Yan Fei!"
Yan Fei, who had been following a few people silently in the dark, suddenly rushed in.
The two sides were on the verge of a fight.
The owner of Green Bean Pavilion naturally recognized Zheng Chengming, the devil. When he saw Zheng Chengming confronting Jing Zhen and the others at the door, he complained in his heart.
"Young Master! Young Master Zheng!" Seeing that both sides were about to start fighting, the shopkeeper walked out nimbly.
"Could you please be kind enough to beat me up, but don't destroy my shop?"
Zheng Chengming was very satisfied with the shopkeeper's humble and flattering attitude. Seeing Baoya and the others coming out of the shop without anything in their hands, he knew that they had not bought anything yet.
He pointed at Jing Zhen proudly and said, "Okay, but I have a condition. Now that you've identified these people, from now on, you're not allowed to sell any snacks in your shop to anyone who has anything to do with this guy!"
"Hey hey! Chengcheng, no problem!"
The shopkeeper agreed repeatedly. They were just a few outsiders and he didn't take them seriously. As long as he didn't offend the little devil Zheng Chengming, it would be fine.
"He's such a servile person!" Rong He looked at the shopkeeper and said unhappily, "He's bullying us because we're outsiders?"
Nan Xuan stared at the shopkeeper's back as he walked back to the shop, narrowing his eyes. "Snag-legged or not, I think some people just think they're living too comfortably."
When the shopkeeper returned to the shop, the servants of the Zheng family suddenly became ferocious. Two of them slammed the door of the shop roughly, raised the sticks in their hands, and smashed them on the back of Jingzhen's head.
Jingzhen reacted quickly, picked up Baoya, stepped back, and the stick hit nothing.
The servant used all his strength, but he didn't hit anyone. Instead, he staggered a few steps and was kicked by Nan Xuan, who was dodging the stick and making jokes at the side, and fell directly to the ground.
The remaining servants saw this and immediately realized that they had underestimated the enemy. They brandished their sticks with great force, showing no mercy and not caring about adults or children. They attacked the few people directly.
Zheng Chengming stood aside and watched the fun with a smug look on his face. It wasn't that he really liked the little girl, he just wanted to catch the little girl and threaten the poor county magistrate's nephew.
This kid must be taught a lesson. He caused his father to lose his official position and the whole family to move to this small, shabby town.
He wanted to break this kid's legs, knock out his teeth, and destroy his handsome face, only then could he relieve the hatred in his heart!
Just as I was lost in thought, a scream suddenly rang in my ears.
Zheng Chengming came to his senses, but before he could react, he felt a pain in his arm. Someone pressed his arm and kicked him in the knee, and he fell heavily to his knees with a thud.
"Ouch!" he cried out, "Who the hell kicked me!"
The man behind him said nothing, but twisted his wrist and Zheng Chengming screamed in pain like a pig being slaughtered.
“Ahhhhhh!”
"Stop! Stop it! My arm!"
Jingzhen quickly and efficiently removed Zheng Chengming's two arms, then clapped his hands, stepped back two steps and stood in front of him.
"What did you just say?" he asked coldly.
Zheng Chengming broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain, and when he heard Jingzhen's voice, he felt like he had seen a ghost.
He raised his head with a grin, only to find that all the dozen or so thugs he brought with him had been knocked down.
Everyone was rolling on the ground with bruised faces and bared teeth, just like him now.
Look at the pretty little girl again, she is being held by an ordinary-looking young man wearing a white shirt.
The young man was smiling at him with his lips curled up. For some reason, even though he was smiling, he felt a chill all over his body and was very scared.
The eight or nine-year-old boy who was in their group was standing aside with his arms folded, glaring at him fiercely. Behind the boy stood a cold-faced servant in black, like a wooden pillar with no presence.
"say."
His arm felt a pain; Jingzhen had kicked him with the tip of his shoe.
"You... who are you guys?!"
Zheng Chengming's voice was hoarse from shouting just now.
His pig brain finally figured out that something was amiss. How could the nephew of a small county magistrate be so skilled? The people around him were no ordinary people either!
"Fang County Magistrate's nephew." Jing Zhen said coldly, then raised his foot to kick Zheng Chengming's broken arm again.
Zheng Chengming was so frightened that he screamed, "I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"
"I just said that the owner of Green Bean Pavilion wouldn't sell you dim sum! I was wrong! I'll say hello to him right now!"
Jingzhen's face darkened and he raised his foot and stomped down hard.
“Ahhhhhh!”
Zheng Chengming screamed miserably: "I promised you!"
Jing Zhen's expression was indifferent: "That's not it."
Zheng Chengming's face was covered with snot and tears: "What is that sentence?"
Jingzhen stepped harder on his foot again, and Zheng Chengming's face turned pale with pain. He couldn't even scream, but just kept looking at him with his eyes rolled back.
"What did you say about my sister just now?" Jing Zhen said in a deep voice.
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