What's more, now that Yin Ming is kind to Liu Qing, and he is a teacher invited by his family, he can't sit idly by.

Liu Qing said: "Brother Yin, the subordinates in your house are so sloppy. ”

"I think you are just too good-natured to spoil them and be lawless. ”

Zhang He noticed Liu Qing's existence and was taken aback.

It seems that Yin Ming didn't go home for two days, but was invited by Liu Qing.

It's only been a long time, how can he be so familiar with the little marquis?

Zhang He secretly hated in his heart, he wanted to catch the line of the little marquis, but it turned out to be Yin Ming.

Those two subordinates also saw Liu Qing a few days ago and recognized it as the little marquis.

Hearing Liu Qing's cold words, he was shocked for two days, and then he thought that this time was different from the past.

The young master is very tough now, if he is really determined to deal with these subordinates, no one can afford it.

Although Yin Ming didn't do anything to his subordinates, they were very frightened when they treated others with themselves.

The two subordinates immediately surrounded him and said to Zhang He: "Master Zhang, you also heard what the young master said, please avoid it." ”

The subordinates are all ordinary people, and they don't want to offend a powerful warrior like Zhang He.

Zhang He was furious, and threw the two subordinates out one in one hand.

He also wanted to take the opportunity to make a move on Yin Ming, but Liu Qing shouted: "Zhang He, you dare!"

Zhang He's hand hung three feet in front of Yin Ming, and said coldly: "Little Marquis, this is a family matter of the Shuai Mansion, I ask you to be nosy." ”

Liu Qing said: "Brother Yin is the gentleman invited by my Hou Mansion, if you want to move him in front of me, you are losing my face!"

When these words came out, even a few passers-by were stunned.

The Marquis of Qinglin is a prince with real power in the court, and the gentleman invited by his house is not ordinary!

They didn't know that Yin Ming's situation was special, but they sighed that only the young handsome master could be respected by the Hou Ye at a young age.

Zhang He was taken aback, what kind of shit luck did this Yin Ming take, why did he even look up to Hou Ye.

Zhang He's calm hand trembled slightly, this situation should not appear on the martial artist who opened the Yangming large intestine meridian in his hand.

Yin Ming's tone suddenly became slightly heavier, and he shouted: "Erection is in his way." ”

To put it in layman's terms, it is, "You kid fuck me off!"

The voice exited, and the text surged.

The power of one word, if the spring thunder exploded, shocked Zhang He to retreat again and again.

Now Yin Ming is a scribe, he is a samurai.

Although the realm is similar, the scribes break people's hearts and defenses, and they can't prevent it.

What's more, Yin Ming's seven spirits are bright and his literary spirit is rolling, how can an ordinary warrior like Zhang He compare.

Zhang He took a few steps back, leaned against the wall, and almost sat down.

And Yin Ming had already strode past him, obviously not looking at him.

Zhang He was furious, and suddenly a black light flashed in his hand.

He actually wanted to use a secret weapon to plot against Yin Ming.

However, a slap of the empty palm came out of nowhere, and the stone slab in front of Zhang He immediately shattered.

The solid bluestone slabs were shattered inch by inch, and to people's astonishment, each small piece was about the same size.

Behind Zhang He, the courtyard wall was also shattered.

In the smoke and dust, an old man walked out carelessly.

He said coldly: "Zhang He, you are really a good dog." ”

"Even if the little young master is a waste, how to dispose of him is also a matter for the handsome. ”

"You are a little warrior who lives in the mansion, and you dare to make a move on the handsome parent?"

The old man was dressed in a blue silk robe, although he was a little old, but he was still heroic between his eyebrows.

This is one of the nine stewards of the Shuaifu, and he is a follower of Yin Dashuai in the past.

Zhang He was shocked, he never imagined that this inconspicuous old servant on weekdays would be so terrifying.

If this palm was three points above and fell on him, it would be unimaginable.

Only then did Zhang He know how he used to sit in the well and watch the sky.

He always thought that the handsome man was not there, and he was the strongest man in this handsome mansion.

Now he knew that this humble old servant was terrifying.

Zhang He stood up and said reluctantly: "You, don't you know that I am the nephew of Dashuai......"

The old man said categorically: "What are you, a little warrior, don't be related to the big handsome." ”

Zhang He said: "However, it was the handsome who allowed me to live in!"

The old man said: "Hmph, the handsome man is just too lazy to take care of you." ”

"Think about it, have you ever seen a handsome side?"

"You live in this handsome mansion, just like the little young master, you are too handsome to take care of you, so you can live here.

Zhang He's face turned pale, and then he knew that he had been planning for so long, and in the eyes of others, he was just a clown jumping off the beam.

He thought of the old stewards who didn't dare to talk to him.

People don't dare to talk to him, they are obviously disdainful!

Zhang He said dejectedly: "Okay, good, since this is the case, then I'll go, I'll go!"

By the end, he almost yelled.

Today's events have stimulated him too much.

At that moment, a sneer rang out.

"Hehe, the young master is not here, this handsome mansion is really smoky and messy!"

A young boy was walking slowly from the street, followed by six or seven servants.

Those servants were physically strong, and they were all martial artists, and there were even samurai.

He was very young, but he had a samurai as a servant, and he obviously had a great background.

He glanced at Zhang He, who was lost in his soul, and said, "It's really a disgusting bug, you dare to provoke the handsome young master." ”

His words are frivolous and full of foolishness.

Zhang He's eyes were on fire, and he said word by word: "Are you looking for death?"

The old steward's strength is terrifying, and he can't afford to provoke it.

This little boy relied on the power of his family, and he dared to act majestic in front of him, which was really unbearable!

The boy's face turned cold and said, "Originally, you only needed to break your hands and feet to make amends." ”

"Now, I advise you to appease my anger by cutting off your limbs yourself. ”

Breaking hands and feet is a waste.

Cut off your hands and feet, and that's a dead man.

This young boy has such a big temper.

The steward couldn't sit idly by, and said coldly: "Little thing, this kid is also the nephew of the handsome." ”

"Are you sure you want to be so aggressive?"

The boy threw his hand at him, and said with a smile: "Haha, you are Luo Laoliu's senior, you have been looking up for a long time." ”

Luo Lao Liu said coldly: "You don't have to make friends with me......"

At the door of the Shuai Mansion, an old dragon bell's voice sounded: "Hehe, sixth child, your temper is still so hard!"

His voice was old and hoarse, unspeakably unpleasant, making people feel as if their hearts had been brushed by a brush.

Luo Lao Liu's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly saluted: "Boss Du, why are you here?" ”

This time, the young man didn't dare to be rude, and saluted: "Senior Du, junior is polite." ”

This is the head of several old stewards in the Shuaifu-Du Kaijing.