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The barbarian stood nervously on the side of the road, watching the group of strong men dressed as beggars she was looking for surround the carriage of the Protector's Mansion.

She's waiting for an opportunity.

As a subordinate who serves the lady in the workshop, she has no reputation at all, and she doesn't want any face, but the daughters of those princes' families are different, they take their reputation and face very seriously, if they shout on the street and beg her to accept the Sheng Niangzi to enter the door, the other party will definitely not veto, otherwise wouldn't he have to give himself a jealous reputation?

She had planned it carefully.

Serving Sheng Niangzi for so many years, more or less I also know a few powerful people with some financial power, she is looking for a big man in the outer city, surnamed Ding, the other party has pursued Sheng Niangzi for many years, and has never succeeded.

His business may sound undignified, but it was Yonedako's business, which was to buy all kinds of livestock manure in Kyoto Castle and sell it to earn the difference.

This one sounds pickled, but in fact it is a very popular business, where can ordinary people get their hands on it. Na Ding's boss also relied on his fact that he was a relative of a certain ruler in the court, and flattered a certain powerful clan, relying on the power that he had fought in the capital for many years when he was young, so he barely managed to protect the fat in his mouth.

Sheng Niangzi has never liked such fat and fat people, who are not literate and ink, and even more disdainful of his livelihood, because although he has been obsessed with it for a long time, he has never had any chance to get close.

This time, he asked him to borrow a few people to make an envoy, and without waiting for himself to cover up the matter, the Nading boss flattered him and generously transferred seven or eight sturdy employees.

These strong men are all pushing dung trucks out of the city every day and night, all of them with tendons and meat, and seven or eight stations are in a row, just looking at it makes people panic.

The brute was already sweating profusely.

Next to her stood a middle-aged man who was relatively old, the leader of the group, and the leader was ordered to satisfy this young lady as long as it was not too much.

He was still in the mood to laugh, and said to the barbarian: "Little lady, don't worry, we can make more people than the other party, and our strength is greater than that of the other party. ”

He had just chatted with this chick for a long time, but he also inquired about some news, it seems that there is a girl with some spare money who has provoked the sheng lady, and this little maid is angry for the lady.

He has been with Boss Ding for all these years, and naturally knows that the main family is chasing after the Sheng lady, and he is afraid that he will not be able to get close to him after spending thousands of taels of silver.

He had already found out from the mouth of the barbarian that there was no one in the car who was the daughter of a wealthy merchant, and it was the second daughter who went to the secretary of the ministry to buy an official for his father and brother in the house. Just after taking a look, this carriage has no luxurious decoration, nor does it have a grade of size, and it is estimated that the rich merchant only has two small fortunes. Such a woman, let alone one, even ten hundred Ding bosses can afford to offend.

Man'er smiled reluctantly and said, "Don't you want to fight, just stop it, I just want to make a few clear words with their girls." ”

"The little lady said and laughed, the blue sky stopped people's carriages during the day, who is willing to talk to you, and when you are satisfied, you can say as much as you like, and you can say as long as you want!" The man's eyes narrowed with laughter, and he thought to himself how he would appear to be able to show his means and his master's kindness if he didn't make some noise.

The barbarian was a little panicked and frightened: "It's better not to fight!" ”

It was too late for her to say that.

Zhou Qin went out this time with a begonia and a little girl, as well as two old coachmen and four guards.

The guards in the Protector's Mansion are different from the next Mansion, more than half of them are disabled veterans who have retired from the Northland, because they have disabilities, and they don't have a bad skill to go out to make a living, many of the old Protector's personal soldiers have thrown in, and now Zhou Yan is on the side, and he also follows the tradition of his father's generation, and often recruits disabled veterans who have nowhere to go to return to the house to guard.

These soldiers, who look lean on weekdays, are no match for the coolies who carry goods and carts, but they really fight, and none of the three powerful ones may be able to defeat one of them.

The group of men disguised as beggars rushed up, and the coachman, fearing that he would hit someone, quickly pulled the reins, but fortunately he was highly skilled, and the carriage did not go wrong without any problems.

The guards who followed behind noticed that something was wrong, and they had already stepped up.

Some of the strong men dressed as beggars stopped horses, some hit people, and some pushed and tried to pull the curtain of the carriage.

The leader hurriedly stabbed the brute out, and said, "Go quickly, and as soon as the curtain of the carriage is opened, our men will pull the girl out." ”

Man'er's pupils dilated slightly, her breathing couldn't help but become short, and she slowly walked towards the carriage while organizing her words.

What do you say? Is it useful to move it with emotion and understand it?

In the past, when the sheng lady spoke softly to others, the other party should come down with everything, but now it was her turn to go out, and she was still facing a woman, and she was a little at a loss.

The barbarian raised his head blankly, in the middle of the afternoon, people came and went on the street, and the carriage of the Protector Mansion was on the right road, and it was stopped at this time, which had already attracted a group of people to come together to see, and they all guessed what was going on. If there are good things, I also got closer and wanted to see more clearly, so that I could discern the details.

The leader of the guard behind him, pushed her forward, and said, "Look, our people are lifting the curtain, you can go." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the strong man who had approached the carriage to lift the curtain cried out, but he was caught by the coachman with one hand, and he was about to fall out like this.

The strong man fell to the ground, braced himself to get up, and was pressed to the ground by one of the guards who caught up, and unloaded his arm with a "click".

The crowd around exclaimed.

The strong men were originally a little more restrained, but now when they saw that their people had suffered losses, they were all red-eyed, and the two sides scuffled.

The leader stood aside for a long time, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

The other party obviously only has four people, all of them are thin and dry, and the other two people don't make a move to protect the carriage, but the more they fight, the more they fall down? !

He rolled up his sleeves and went down to help, confronting another strong man with a guard, and it only took two or three rounds to realize that something was wrong.

The momentum on the other party's body is too terrifying, although there are not many movements, but they are coming at the vital point of their own people, and there is not a single superfluous action. He inadvertently glanced into the other's eyes, startling a spirit.

How many people do you have to kill to have such bloodthirsty eyes?! Could it be that he has met a murderer who is on the run?

He saw it so clearly, the other party hit his companion with a heavy punch, the right hand was clearly only three fingers, and the sleeve of the shirt was blown up a little by the wind, revealing the hideous scar on the forearm!

He was horrified and frightened, and opened his mouth to shout, "Someone! Caught the fugitive!! ”