It turned out that those people were just bullies, and seeing that the old man was a bully, they wanted to collect protection money from him.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the entire Daheng Dynasty, and most of these people who collect protection money have people behind them.

Yun Rongrong has never liked to meddle in things, but she really can't stand this kind of bullying of the elderly.

On the other side, just across from the old man's stall, was a somewhat dilapidated looking teahouse.

At this moment, by the window on the second floor of the tea house, there is a person holding a tea bowl, taking a sip while putting it to his lips, and looking out of the window.

This person was dressed in a dark brocade robe, with a long figure, a silver-white mask on his face, a pair of eyes as deep as a cold pool, and the whole person exuded a high and cold aura.

Even if he just sat there quietly, looking at it from a distance, he was so temperamental that people were afraid to approach.

Sitting in his position, he had a good view of the situation across the street.

"Master, do you want your subordinates to go and get rid of those people?"

Waiting beside the man all the time was a man in a power suit.

The man had a cold face, and spoke in a robotic tone without emotion.

Obviously, he also saw the situation of bullying the weak across the street, so he asked this question.

It can be seen that this person is actually a cold-faced and hot-hearted person.

His voice fell, and his indifferent eyes remained fixed on the man sitting there, waiting for instructions.

However, the man did not answer, and still seemed to be leisurely sipping the tea in his hand, but his eyes did not take a moment off the situation across the street.

"A few uncles, the little old man really has no money. Business has not been good lately, and I really can't afford to pay the protection fee. ”

The old man was already forced to cry, and he kept begging for mercy with his hands in fists.

The few people with fierce faces didn't pay attention to these at all, and only heard the first one say viciously: "No money? What kind of stall do you have here if you don't have any money? I don't think you have to set up a stall here from today. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the man pick up the stick in his hand and overturn the old man's clay figure stall with a "swish".

Then he ordered: "You guys, go and search him!" ”

"Yes!"

The two of them stepped forward to hold the old man in custody, and the other one kept groping carefully with both hands on the old man's ragged clothes.

"Uncles, I really don't have any money, just let me go."

The old man was still crying and begging, but the ruffians ignored it.

The passers-by around him, some of them watched from afar, and some of them avoided this place and continued to move forward, but no one dared to step forward to take care of this idle matter.

After only a moment, the person in charge of searching the body took out a copper coin from the old man's body, held it high in his hand in front of the old man, and asked viciously: "Didn't you say that you have no money?" So what is it? ”

Seeing this, the expression on the old man's face became even more painful.

"A few masters, this is the only amount of money left for the little old man, I still have to use this money to make a living, please return the money to me."

"you!"

When the leader heard this, he kicked the old man and said coldly: "This money is not enough to pay the protection money you owe!" I see that you have lived a long time, it is better to go to see Lord Yama as soon as possible, so that you don't live in the world and suffer crimes! ”