Chapter 121: Rats Crossing the Street
"Nonsense? It's written in black and white! ”
Someone shouted: "Although Yang Ye is running a third-rate business, he cares about the people, donated 10,000 oceans to fund the bandits, and also pressed his handprints. ”
"It's dressed like a human dog, but the heart is black!"
"It's just that, full of benevolence and morality, but behind it are male thieves and prostitutes, which is very bad......"
Those people also followed the scolding, and people kept coming in the surrounding streets, pointing at a group of people, scolding endlessly!
A group of wealthy people defended loudly, but the big-character poster was written in black and white, and only Yang Yi's name was stamped with a slap print, but they were none of them, they couldn't argue, they were trembling with anger, seeing that there were more and more postures of the people, if they didn't leave, they would simply drown the saliva of the people, and they could only rush out of the crowd and want to leave under the protection of the family.
"Why are you still stunned, what are you polite to these rich guys?"
"That's it, hit......"
Someone in the crowd screamed and added fuel to the fire, so the next moment the people shouted and poured in, and those rotten vegetable leaves and rotten eggs rained down like a torrential rain, scolding the sky.
I don't know how long it took, Hong Ye and a group of wealthy people rushed out of the crowd under the protection of the family guards, hid in an alley, and were embarrassed one by one, and those families were even more miserable, I don't know how many people were torn clothes, blue noses and swollen faces, crying looking at those streets, their eyes were like seeing ghosts.
"Master Hong, what should I do now?"
A group of wealthy families wanted to cry without tears, while twisting the broken eggshells and rotten vegetable leaves on their bodies, they scolded sadly and angrily: "It must be Yang Yi, this bastard, is doing ghosts, it's extremely hateful......"
"Don't be impatient!"
Hong Ye's face was pale, and he tried his best to maintain the demeanor of his old god in Zhizhu's hand, but he stroked his long beard but brushed a handful of slimy and smelly things that he didn't know what it was, and rubbed his hands for a while before saying: "Of course, these are ghosts surnamed Yang, but he wants to force us to pay in this way, so he made the wrong idea - everyone remember, we don't pay if we live or die, see what he can do with us!" ”
"What Hong Ye said is reasonable!"
"That is, you think that you can make us pay money by using this kind of indiscriminate means? Dream on, right? ”
A group of wealthy people scolded, and at the same time thanked Hong Ye and said: "If it weren't for Hong Ye here, we might really succumb to the obscenity of the surname Yang, and now there is Hong Ye, you are righteous and outspoken, and we are the only one who is the head ......of the horse."
"Thanks to everyone's affordability, the old man naturally wants to stand up for everyone!"
The old god Hong Ye is here, not angry and arrogant, but a rotten vegetable leaf on his head swayed, the green is distinct, the green is outstanding, it looks very funny, many big rich people can't help but want to laugh, but because of Hong Ye's status and status, they don't dare to laugh out loud, and they are so hard.
At this moment, several women appeared at the entrance of the alley, saw Hong Ye and other embarrassed big families, and shouted at a sharp voice: "Come on, everyone, those black-eyed guys are hiding here......
"Stop them, don't let them run!"
"Regardless of the life or death of our people, if you don't give us a way to live, Lao Tzu will fight with them today......"
Far and near, a large echo sounded with the woman's cry, accompanied by countless hurried footsteps.
"Run......
Hong Ye's face turned pale when he heard this, and he couldn't care about any demeanor anymore, and walked like a fly.
"I can't imagine that Hong Ye is over seventy years old, and his skills can be so vigorous, admire and admire - hey, mom, run......"
A group of wealthy people were thinking about a few sycophants, but before they finished speaking, they remembered what happened before, and they were suddenly frightened with their legs sifting chaff and holding their heads like a group of rats crossing the street.
Until the sky was dark, Hong Yecai, who was supported by several family members, saw his mansion from afar, and couldn't help but burst into tears, and he didn't dare to think about how he escaped the siege and interception of the people in the city and fled here!
However, when he came to his house, Hong Ye's eyes widened and he couldn't believe that this was really his mansion!
The walls of the courtyard are filthy and stinking everywhere, and even the original golden gate can no longer be seen in its original appearance......
"Sir, come in!"
The housekeeper heard a knock on the door and saw that it was Hong Ye who was busy opening a small crack in the door like a thief, and then hurriedly closed it after a few people entered the door.
The condition inside the yard is by no means better than that outside the yard, there are bricks and clods everywhere, all kinds of feces are everywhere, and there are even a few family members with their heads wrapped in their heads, and blood is oozing from their heads, obviously smashed by something.
"Master, what the hell is going on......"
As soon as I saw that Hong Ye was back, the wives, aunts, ladies and young masters of the family cried out and shouted: "In the middle of the afternoon, I don't know how many people in the city rushed to our house to shout and curse, saying that our Hong family is rich and unkind, regardless of their life and death, and said that they can't survive, and they want to drag us to die together - master, what have you done to hurt the heavens and reason, how did you do this, now our family doesn't dare to go out......"
"Shut up for me, if you're not happy, will I be okay?"
Hong Yeqi said with a crooked nose and mouth: "Don't you see what my body is dirty, why don't you boil water and bathe me and let me change my clothes?" ”
"Master, this afternoon, the baby who used to send firewood to our family didn't send firewood, and there is not much firewood at home......" The housekeeper said with an ugly face.
"What?"
Hearing this, Hong Ye said angrily: "Doesn't this guy know that our family is waiting for his firewood every day?" How dare he not send firewood, does he want to do it? If he doesn't want to do it, a lot of people will rush to do it......"
Seeing that Hong Ye still didn't understand the situation, the housekeeper had to explain: "He just didn't send firewood over, but people came, he said, he said ......"
What did he say? What are you talking about, say! Hong Ye scolded impatiently.
"He said he would rather starve to death than help a rich and unkind, beast-hearted man like you, to fetch firewood......" said the housekeeper.
"He, he actually said that the old man is rich and unkind?"
Hearing this, Hong Ye almost spurted blood angrily, and the sky whirled for a while, if it wasn't for someone to help him, he was afraid that he would fall to the ground, and screamed sharply: "The surname Yang, you are simply too deceitful, quickly, prepare the four treasures of the study room for me, I want to write a strong son to sue the surnamed Yang, I don't believe that this kind of indiscriminate stuff can be allowed in this city and no one cares about it......"