Chapter 89: Beating



Dusk is falling.

A dim light was lit in the main house of an ordinary farm located on the border of Lingshou County and Zhending County.

A young man wearing a royal blue gown with gold floral patterns, a folding fan and a sachet hanging from his waist, and holding a horsewhip in his hand, rode a tall, red horse, followed by six or seven sturdy followers. He walked leisurely across the fields, as leisurely as a rich young man taking his followers on an outing in spring, not caring about the summer heat at all, and finally stopped in front of a farm.

"Lu Lao Si, go ask for directions." The young man in gorgeous clothes shouted loudly, with a hint of pride and excitement in his voice. "I've walked such a long way, and I'm thirsty. Can you help me get a cup of tea?"

"Okay!" A middle-aged man with rat-like eyes answered loudly and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" The man with a broken eyebrow and wearing a blue coarse brown shirt shouted in a rough voice. He opened the door and stuck his head out. Then his face changed and was full of fear: "Fourth, Fourth Brother!"

Lu Lao Si frowned, winked at him, and said loudly: "Excuse me, where is this place? Our young master is lost and wants to ask for a cup of tea." He whispered hurriedly: "Pretend not to know me!"

The man with the broken eyebrow came back to his senses after a while and said, "This is Wang's Manor." His voice trembled and his face turned pale. "You, come in!" As he said that, he opened the door with a creaky sound and quickly stepped aside.

Lu Lao Si looked at him strangely, muttering to himself, "This Wang Xiaoliu, what a ghost!" He ran to the young man and reported, "Sir, this is Wang's manor, just east of Lingshou, only about forty miles away from the county town."

The young man said "hmm" arrogantly and got off the horse.

Several followers accompanied him into the yard, just in time to see Scarface and a few others walking out of the main hall.

The two gangs faced each other. The young man stopped, but the scarred man shuddered, glanced quickly at the burly man behind him, and hurriedly went to meet him.

Lu Lao Si asked him in a low voice, "Where are the people?" Seeing several sturdy and righteous strangers following him, he was slightly stunned and asked suspiciously, "Are they your people?"

Scarface nodded randomly and pointed to the inner room in the east: "Miss Dou is inside." His voice trembled.

Upon hearing this, Lu Lao Si was excited, and the slight confusion in his heart was thrown out of the window. He whispered "follow the plan", and then shouted loudly: "Do you know who we are? We are from the Pang family in Lingshou County, and our young master is the fifth young master Pang. You actually let us drink tea in the yard? Are you crazy?" Then he complained loudly to Young Master Pang: "That Li Xiucai is really a piece of shit, young master, pity him "I can't make ends meet by selling calligraphy on the street, so I help him from time to time. Who knows he doesn't know how to act? This time, he invited you to his house to drink to thank you for your kindness, but in fact, he wants to marry you to his wife's sister. If you hadn't been calm, I'm afraid you would have been tricked by Li Xiucai. But he also scolded you and ran away on horseback, and lost his way. If it weren't for Lao Shi's cleverness, how could we have found you? Why did you put up with this?"

Amid the shouting, the young man stepped back a few steps, followed closely by a guard, and sat on the millstone.

Suddenly, there was a sound of knocking on the window frame from the inner room in the east.

The young master and his followers were all cheered up.

Lu Laosi, who was standing next to Scarface, suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist and stabbed it into Scarface's chest.

Scarface stared at Lu Laosi in a daze, and all the sounds stopped abruptly.

"Why, why?" he chuckled, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth onto his clothes, leaving stains.

"You are a robber!" Lu Laosi smiled triumphantly, and vigorously twisted the dagger that was stabbed into Scarface's chest, then quickly retreated behind his followers.

Those followers pounced towards the person behind Scarface like wolves and tigers.

One of Scarface's followers rushed over, shouting, "Pang Kunbai, you actually want to kill people and silence them."

The two sides fought fiercely in one place.

The young master Pang Kunbai looked coldly at everything in front of him.

These followers were desperate criminals he had brought from the northwest. Ordinary people were no match for them.

The thought flashed through his mind, and he soon realized that something was wrong.

Perhaps Scarface's death frightened his followers, so his followers took control of the situation as soon as they entered the arena. However, as the two sides fought, Scarface's followers quickly came to their senses and began to resist vigorously. Relying on their numbers, they fought two against one, and for a while they were evenly matched with his own men. One of them, who was particularly muscular, punched his follower in the chest, causing a series of bone-breaking sounds and miserable screams...

How could Scarface have such a powerful man under his command?

Pang Kunbai instinctively felt that something was wrong.

He ordered his followers: "Quick, rescue Miss Dou!"

The attendant responded, and together with Lu Laosi, they bypassed the crowd fighting in the yard and ran towards the main house.

Someone came out to stop them.

The follower relied on his superior martial arts skills to force his way through, but Lu Laosi was entangled by two men and knocked to the ground.

"Miss Dou," the attendant saw another person approaching, so he ran to the east window frame of the main room and pulled down half of the window sash with a "creak". "We are Mr. Pang's men, and we are here to save you!"

The window sash hit the person who rushed over to stop the followers, and Dou Zhao's face, which was cold and almost cruel, was revealed in the window.

The follower was stunned.

A dart with a red string pierced the follower's throat.

The bright red tassels trembled with the force.

The follower's eyes widened, staring at Dou Zhao in disbelief. After a long while, his body fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone who was fighting in the yard looked over.

Pang Kunbai's followers all looked at him in surprise.

Pang Kunbai let out an "eh" and stood up straight, no longer as leisurely and relaxed as before.

"Fourth cousin of the Dou family," he said loudly with a gloomy face, "I am Pang Kunbai from the Pang family, and I am here to save you!"

"Really?" Dou Zhao smiled, and his smile was full of indescribable sarcasm and ridicule in the twilight. "The son of a wealthy family should not sit in the hall. The Pang family is the richest family in Lingshou County. How could the fifth son of the Pang family suddenly appear in this remote farm with a group of ghosts and scoundrels? You are clearly an impostor! Uncle Duan, help me arrest all these people. I will send them to the government office for interrogation. If they dare to resist, kill them immediately. It will be our Dou family's fault!"

These people were very skilled. Previously, because they were concerned that these people were followers of the Pang family, Uncle Duan and others did not dare to fight back with all their strength. They were also afraid of being hacked by these people, so they were somewhat restrained. Now with Dou Zhao's words, Uncle Duan and others suddenly felt relaxed, and they responded loudly "Yes", and beat them up without hesitation.

The situation changed immediately.

Pang Kunbai's men began to struggle and suffered repeated defeats.

Pang Kunbai glanced at Dou Zhao, whose eyes were cold, and thought carefully about the strange behavior of Scarface and others after he entered the room, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

He ran out the door.

But Uncle Duan grabbed him by the back of the collar.

Uncle Duan hesitated, not knowing what to do.

Pang Kun screamed like a slaughtered pig: "My father is Pang Yinlou, and my aunt is the daughter-in-law of Lord Wang, the governor of Shaanxi. If you dare to touch me, I will kill your whole family..." As he said that, he punched Uncle Duan in the stomach with his backhand.

Of course, Pang Kunbai's fancy punches and kicks only caused tingling on Uncle Duan, but Uncle Duan's scalp went numb.

A county magistrate who ruined a family, a prefect who destroyed a clan. A despicable person like Pang Kunbai is capable of doing such a thing.

"Uncle Duan, you don't have to listen to him." Dou Zhao's cold voice came from afar, "If he is a relative of Lord Wang who is on the Shaanxi tour, it's perfect. After we capture him, we can send him to my fifth uncle in Kyoto and let Lord Wang give our Dou family an explanation. We can't let him fool us!"

Yeah, how could I forget this!

Miss Dou knew who it was but still dared to let them beat him to the point where he couldn't take care of himself. She must have someone to rely on. He was just a bodyguard, taking money to help others eliminate disasters. At worst, he would take the money and run away. With his skills, why would he be afraid of not having a meal? Besides, he had long disliked these rich young men who treated him as less than human beings...

"Miss, we will listen to you." Uncle Duan smiled and punched Pang Kunbai in the stomach.

Pang Kunbai screamed miserably, covered his stomach, curled up like a shrimp, and vomited yellow bile.

Chen Xiaofeng, who was standing beside Dou Zhao and was responsible for protecting him, glanced at her and said uneasily, "Miss, you don't really want to beat Master Pang to death, do you? Master Pang is the only son of Pang Silver House. I'm afraid that the Pang family will never let you go so easily..."

Dou Zhao said calmly, "Is the fifth son of the Pang family here? How come I don't know? I only know that my carriage overturned, and I borrowed this farm to stay, and I encountered robbers. They were extremely vicious, and my guards accidentally beat someone to death. If the Pang family wants to settle accounts with me, they must first explain why Pang Kunbai kidnapped me, right?"

Chen Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "I'm just afraid that if this matter gets out of hand, it will ruin the young lady's reputation..."

"Ruined my reputation?" Dou Zhao was furious when she mentioned this. She sneered and interrupted Chen Xiaofeng, "Pang Kunbai had someone bring me here. Why did he have to wait until dark to pretend to meet me by chance to save me? He just wanted to use the excuse that it was too late to let me stay at the farm, creating the fact that a single man and a single woman were in the same room. Then he would come to propose marriage with great fanfare, forcing the Dou family to marry me to him. If I didn't have Su Xin and Su Lan by my side, I'm afraid he would have succeeded long ago! Reputation? What's the point of reputation if he can kill Pang Kunbai? It's just a warning to those who covet me!"

Chen Xiaofeng remained silent.

If Dou Zhao was really a 13 or 14-year-old young lady who was waiting to get married shyly, she would be very cautious for the sake of her reputation and might choose to "take revenge even after ten years" and let Pang Kunbai go for the time being and wait for an opportunity to wash away her shame. But she had decided not to marry in her two lives and would sooner or later become a person with a strange and eccentric temperament in the eyes of the world. Why should she swallow her anger and let Pang Kunbai go?

However, there was one thing Pang Kunbai said that she really liked.

My aunt is the daughter-in-law of Wang Xingyi, the governor of Shaanxi Province...

Dou Zhao couldn't help but smile.

There was a faint thunderous sound of horse hooves in my ears.

Chen Xiaofeng's ears and eyes were more sensitive than Dou Zhao's, so of course he heard it too.

His face changed drastically.

Horses are controlled by the military, and it's common for wealthy and powerful people to keep a few, but to suddenly see so many of them...

Could it be that Pang Kunbai asked the people from the guard post to be mobilized?


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