☆ Chapter 22 Warning, she's about to trick someone!
Five or six burly men blocked the way, all with unfriendly expressions. The leader walked over and looked Zhao Yunjing up and down: "You're that kid from the Zhao family?"
Zhao Yunjing pulled Zhou Mujiao behind him and rolled up his sleeves: "I am indeed surnamed Zhao. Who are you people?"
"Our boss would like to invite Brother Zhao and your sister to come over. Relax, our boss is a good person and wants to be friends with you. Please come with us without worry!"
"I don't know your boss. You've mistaken me for someone else. Please move aside."
"Young man from the Zhao family, we're politely 'inviting' you now, but you won't leave. When we get rough with you later, you won't have a choice. At that point, are you afraid of death, or is your sister afraid of death?"
"Oh, your sister is so beautiful, you really don't need to worry. Our master is the best at cherishing beauties. Maybe he'll be so pleased that he'll even bring her into the manor as a young mistress!"
Several burly men chuckled and bowed to Zhou Mujiao, saying, "We, your humble servants, pay our respects to Eighth Madam!"
Zhao Yunjing's expression changed, and he casually picked up a pebble and threw it. The pebble flew through the air and hit the front tooth of the leading man.
The burly man's laughter stopped abruptly, followed by a scream and a spitting out of blood. He roared in fury, "Catch them! Break the men's arms and legs and throw them in a mass grave, and drag the women into the alleys to play with them—ah! Mercy, sir!"
Hunters all over the world generally have a habit of always carrying a knife at their waist, no matter where they go. Zhao Yunjing is here to sell wild boar meat again today, so he has more than one knife at his waist. One of them is the pig-slaughtering knife that Zhou Mujiao picked out last time. It is light, thin and sharp.
The butcher's knife was now pressed against the neck of the burly man in the lead. With just a little more force, the knife would sever his neck, leaving him unable to even scream before he died.
Zhao Yunjing's expression was indifferent: "I, Zhao Yunjing, am not afraid of death, but I don't know if you are afraid."
Zhou Mujiao leaned over and drew a knife from Zhao Yunjing's waist.
The two were standing close together when the girl's sweet fragrance wafted over them. Even though it was only for a brief moment, Zhao Yunjing's hand trembled, and the burly man almost slipped away.
The big man was called Ma Dalang. He was a thug employed by Hongyun Restaurant. In Taohua County, he was always the one bullying others. He had never experienced having a knife held to his neck before.
He was furious, but even more so, he was terrified: "Young Master Zhao, no, no, Grandfather Zhao, Ancestor Zhao! I was blind and offended you. Please be magnanimous and let me off the hook! I'll kneel before you from now on, okay?"
At this moment, a middle-aged man appeared behind Ma Dalang, with Manager Chen of Hongyun Restaurant cautiously accompanying him: "Boss, this is Zhao's son. I told you before, he's very fierce and fearless, and that woman is also not easy to mess with."
The middle-aged man was none other than Mr. Su, the owner of Hongyun Restaurant.
Boss Su glanced at Zhao Yunjing, then fixed his gaze on Zhou Mujiao. He said indifferently, "Take care of the man. As for the woman... my manor is lacking a mistress. Send her back to her residence!"
"Master, that Ma Dalang..."
Boss Su smiled and said, "Even if Ma Dalang is gone, wouldn't there be Chen Dalang, Li Dalang, and Tian Dalang in the world? Ah Sheng, I always tell you that you must make a profit in business. Right now, I have only lost Ma Dalang, but I have gained the matriarch of the Su family. This business is very worthwhile and a good business."
Manager Chen sneered and suddenly raised his hand: "Arrest that brat from the Zhao family!"
Ma Dalang felt a chill in his heart, thinking that his death day was approaching, but he was unwilling to accept it. At least he had to tell his elderly mother at home!
The next moment, a knife suddenly appeared in his hand. Ma Dalang was stunned, and then he heard a woman's voice: "What are you still standing there for? Who wants your life? Go fight them to the death!"
Zhao Yunjing moved the knife aside, and Zhou Mujiao kicked Ma Dalang in the butt: "Charge! Fight for justice!"
Ma Dalang didn't want to go against Boss Su and his men, but he went berserk and slashed at Manager Chen. Manager Chen couldn't dodge and was slashed on the arm, causing blood to gush out.
Boss Su was furious: "Did I raise you all just to freeload? Chop this traitorous lackey down!"
Ma Dalang went all out.
Ma Dalang was incredibly brave, taking on five opponents without fear. But even the strongest fists can't fight four hands, and before long, he was slashed on the shoulder. Just as the second slash was about to come down, Zhou Mujiao pulled Zhao Yunjing and shouted, "Ma Dalang, we're here to help you!"
After rescuing Ma Dalang, Zhao Yunjing wielded a knife in each hand with incredible skill, causing the group to retreat step by step, not daring to get close. Boss Su was furious and shouted, "Useless! You can't even handle a villager, you're utterly useless! You're all useless!"
Zhou Mujiao casually threw a rock, and with surprisingly accurate aim, it flew straight into Boss Su's mouth: "Brother Zhao, let's go!"
The two men grabbed Ma Dalang and started running. As they ran, Ma Dalang shouted back, "Where there's life, there's hope! Boss Su, be careful next time you go out. I, Ma Dalang, will be waiting for you on the road!"
The street was originally crowded, but everyone ran away when the conflict broke out. The long street stretched as far as the eye could see. The three of them ran quickly forward, when they heard Boss Su's furious shouts behind them: "Chase them! Cut them all down! Hurry up!"
A flurry of footsteps sounded behind her. Zhou Mujiao glanced back and hissed. Had she stumbled upon a bandit's den? There must be twenty or thirty pursuers! Each one of them was armed!
Zhao Yunjing immediately released Ma Dalang, stood still with his sword drawn, and said, "Ajiao, go to the county government office and report to the authorities! Ask the yamen runners to come and save me! Go now!"
With so many people, by the time she brings the constables, they might just be in time to collect Zhao Yunjing's body. Even if Zhao Yunjing manages to hold on until then, it's uncertain whether those constables will aid and abet tyranny when they see Boss Su.
Ma Dalang took off running, but after a few steps he turned back and stood beside Zhou Mujiao: "Don't go to the county government office, he has connections there! Go to the Lucky Restaurant and find Manager Su! He will definitely help you!"
"Kill them! Leave no one alive!"
Even if a god of war were to be reborn, it would be difficult to win a three-against-thirty situation!
Zhou Mujiao kept a straight face and her mind was racing. Suddenly, a small knife flew towards her through the air. Just as she was about to react, Zhao Yunjing suddenly pounced on her and held her firmly in his arms. The knife grazed Zhao Yunjing's shoulder.
The thugs all swarmed over.
Just then, a man dressed in fine clothes suddenly appeared in the alleyway beside them. Zhou Mujiao's eyes lit up, and the man's eyes lit up as well: "Miss, it really is—"
Zhou Mujiao shouted, "Young Master Chen, run! Someone's trying to kill you!"
It was none other than the county magistrate's son, Chen Liangjin!
Young Master Chen's expression changed, and when he looked up again, he saw a group of people rushing towards him with weapons. How could Young Master Chen still remember any beauty?
Young Master Chen turned and ran.
The two servants ran away shouting, "How dare you! You actually dared to kill our young master?!"
"I'm going to kill you all!"
"They dare to kill even the magistrate's son right here in the street! This is outrageous! Ah Ye, I'll stand guard here, you go to the county government immediately!"
Boss Su paused, and upon closer inspection, he realized that the young man who was tripping and falling three times with every step he took was none other than Young Master Chen.
"Stop! That's the magistrate's son! Young Master Chen! It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"
"You son of a bitch! Ah Ye! Cut his head off!"
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