She's tired, right?

His voice was a little hoarse.

She is a real eldest lady who is not lost to any daughter, county lord, or princess in Tianzhou, why should she even do such a thing herself?

Qiu Guhan looked at her back and wanted to come forward to work with her, but his hands were sore and weak, and he couldn't help at all.

So, he could only let out a long sigh and said to Elder Yi, "You immediately go and count the manpower and assist the Feng family in distributing supplies." ”

Elder Yi said, "I have already sent hundreds of people to help, and I will definitely be able to complete the distribution of all the supplies today." ”

Qiu Guhan glanced at him a few times before saying, "Good job." ”

"Lord Wang, look at those people." Elder Yi didn't react to his compliment, just raised his chin, "I guess they have bad intentions." ”

Qiu Guhan followed his gaze and saw a group of unkempt beggars huddled in the corner, staring ahead.

Their appearance and dress are very in line with the status of the poor, but their greedy and excited eyes and calm and indifferent attitude are completely different from the poor people around them who celebrate the New Year.

"Rogue ruffian?" As soon as Qiu Guhan saw the aura they exuded, he vaguely knew what they were.

"Yes." Elder Yi said in a low voice, "The people living here are all poor people who have no money and no power, and if they suddenly get a share of these things, they will definitely be targeted." Even if Feng Fu released such words, these people would not take it seriously. ”

As long as these ruffians or powerful people threaten and teach them a lesson, what poor person with no money and no power dares to go to the prince to complain?

Even if it's done, what about the future?

Who else can mix with the poor who offend the powerful?

Qiu Guhan squinted slightly: "After the distribution is over, send someone to stare here secretly until the end of the New Year." If there is a thief or a strong thief, he will be severely punished. If anyone commits it again, let them disappear completely in Tianzhou. ”

Doing good deeds, especially great good deeds, is never easy and easy.

Since the "royal house" has done such a great good deed, and it is still praised by the poor, then he must be responsible to the end.

We must not let this great good deed become a bad thing or a bad thing.

I can't let her hard work go to waste.

It wasn't until it was dark that the Feng Mansion and the Wang Mansion finally distributed all the supplies, and the guys refused the retention and hospitality of the people in the neighborhood and went back.

On this night, the entire slum was filled with joy and excitement that the New Year did not have.

However, in the midst of the excitement, there is also a crisis.

After midnight, the ghetto is already immersed in good dreams.

In the darkness and dead silence, a group of people with torches, sticks and knives kicked open the largest number of households.

The houses in the slums are always small and simple, and they are clear at a glance.

The house is divided into an inner room and an outer room, with the women and children sleeping in the inner room and the men sleeping in the outer room.

The occupants of the room were just in time, and they were suddenly woken up, and before they could react, the intruder had rudely picked up a dozen bags of rice in the corner, picked up the new quilt on the bed, and turned to leave.

A room full of people was terrified.

The younger man rushed forward and stammered, "You, what are you doing?" ”

Without these rice, the whole family would have to starve every day, and even the young people would have to endure starvation and coldness every day.

One kicked him to the ground and said fiercely: "These things belong to us!" If you want to stay here, keep your mouths, or cut your tongues!" ”

"It's our stuff, and no one ......"

The young man got up and wanted to rush up, but the young woman who rushed out of the back room hugged him tightly and cried, "Don't say anything more, child, father, please......"

No one would make decisions for poor and untouchables like them.

If they were killed by these bullies tonight, no one would have tracked down and punished the murderers.

Food and clothing were important to them, but life and peace were even more important.

The young man's eyes were red and his hands were shaking, and he was obviously angry to the extreme, but he could not take a step to resist.

He wanted to resist, but he couldn't, because if he was injured or disabled, his family could not afford to heal, and he would no longer be able to go out to work.

They just watched each other carry their things away, unable to do anything.

A dozen bullies came out of the house, dropped their things on the wagon, and prepared to kick the door of the second house.

But at this moment, several black-clothed masked people appeared in front of them.

These masked men did not say a word, and rushed up and beat them.

Before they could ask who the other was, their hands were already pinched by each other, and then, with a few "clicks", their wrist bones had been broken.

"Ahh

It shook the entire neighborhood.

But no household dares to turn on lights and probes.

One of the rules of survival for the poor is not to meddle in their affairs.

"You know who we are, don't you? We are members of the Shark Head Gang, and these things are to be taken to honor the ......" The bullies moved out of the name of the gang and rushed forward, trying to use the numerical advantage to kill each other.

Unexpectedly, the other party turned out to be all first-class masters, and they were completely overturned in just a few rounds.

Either they have their hands or their feet - that's what happens to them.

Then, the other party pulled up the carriage and ran, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

That night, there were no more robberies, but the goods that had been taken away were not returned.

Everyone was confused, it seemed that those people were not trying to fight grievances, nor were they trying to rob the slums of supplies, were they just pure black eating black?

However, the ruffians in the slums and the bullies in the area will not stop lightly.

The ghetto had only been quiet for a few nights before another accident occurred.

In the middle of the night, a large number of ruffians and hooligans took their fellows and rushed into the slums, kicking them at the door and grabbing things when they saw them.

It stands to reason that there is nothing of value in the slums, so why do they have to rob the poor?

It's simple, cost-free, risk-free, and quick results.

Rob and leave, no one dares to resist, no one dares to report to the official, no one dares to investigate, and you can see the poor people are afraid, hateful and crying, how cool is this?

Moreover, the things of one poor man are not worth much, and the things of ten poor people are not worth much, but the things of a hundred poor people are worth nothing.

As long as it's worth it, it's worth it.

-- This is the business outlook of bullies who bully.

In the midst of a cry, this large number of villains snatched things out and swaggered across the street.

At this time, several black-clothed masked men appeared again, and they rushed forward without saying a word.

However, these villains had long been on guard, and as soon as they saw them appear, they all stepped back and let the masters of their peers deal with them.

The masked man thought that the person who came was just Cheng Dù, who was a street gangster, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually a master, and as soon as the two sides fought, they knew that things were in trouble.

After fighting for a long time, the masked man did not love to fight, and ran away in the darkness and chaos.

The thugs did not chase after them, but only intensified their efforts, looting and looting things from house to house, but anyone who dared to speak out and resist, immediately punched and kicked, and at the end of the night, I don't know how many people were injured and maimed.

I don't know how many people cried all night in the dark.