King Zhao's West Street, here is the street where the wealthy merchants of the royal capital lived, and the children of rich merchants dressed gorgeously came and went.

The poor do not fight with the rich, and the rich do not fight with power.

No matter how much the aristocracy looked down on the merchants, those merchants still stammered with those nobles.

As for the merchants and the nobles fighting for wealth, what awaits the merchants is only to be raided, and all your money is in the hands of the powerful.

If there is no Iron Blood Alliance as a gambling guarantee in the Nine Songs of Tianxing, maybe the merchant is backed by strong strength, then no matter whether he wins or loses, the merchant can't fight the nobles.

Ying Zheng walked on the West Street, his steps were steady, without the slightest frivolity, his arms naturally drooped, seemingly swinging at will, but in fact, they all implied boxing movements, and he could react and fight back the fastest.

Seeing in all directions, hearing in six directions, and having a keen sense of God.

In the capital of the king of Zhao, except for his mother and Sister Dong, he and everyone are enemies, this is an indissolvable hatred between the Zhao people and the Qin people! Be prepared to respond to sudden assaults.

However, it is okay in West Street, businessmen are interested in profits and indifferent feelings, as long as the interests are big enough, betraying the country is just an idle matter for businessmen, plus Ying Zheng's grandfather's family is also a rich family, and he has a lot of business dealings with West Street businessmen, but he did not target Zhao Ji and them.

However, after passing through West Street, there is a slum, and Yingzheng's only playmate ~ Sister Dong lives in the slum.

A few days ago, he went to the slum to find Sister Dong, so he was caught and humiliated by those young Zhao people who had a grudge against the Qin State.

Ying Zheng came to the slum again, and immediately attracted the attention of many civilians and ruffians, if you want to say who is the most famous in King Zhao, there is no doubt that it is Zhao Ji's mother and son.

Almost every day, Zhao people scolded and even threw feces in front of their homes.

As long as Yingzheng goes out, what awaits him is from the Zhao people who beat and humiliate him, and even the maids and servants in Zhao Ji's mansion are not Zhao people, but people from other countries.

"It's that bastard of the Qin State, and he even dares to come."

"A Qin mongrel is not high and hiding at home, but he dares to appear, go, teach him a good lesson!"

"I took a fancy to the jade pendant on his waist, it's mine, don't grab it."

A few ruffians looked at Ying Zheng and walked towards him, if it was other rich children, they would never dare to be so arrogant.

But Yingzheng is a proton that the Zhao people in the entire royal capital are disgusted with, and anyone can bully him, and the city guards don't care.

The ruffians and hooligans of the royal capital like to find trouble with Yingzheng and then rob him of his belongings.

Looking at the few ruffians who were walking towards him, the contemptuous and disgusted eyes made Yingzheng feel a surge of anger in his heart, thinking of the insults he had received in the past, which made his fists clench, and the qi and blood in his body rolled.

looked at Ying Zheng's fist pinching, not only did it not make those ruffians vigilant, but made them laugh and ridicule Ying Zheng one after another.

"Qin people mongrel, you still want to do it with us, it's up to you, what if I let you punch you."

"That's it, don't let one punch, even let ten punches go."

The sound did not make Ying Zheng lose his mind, he calmed down the tumbling blood, but since they were looking for a fight, Ying Zheng fulfilled them.

But when he saw Ying Zheng raise his foot and slam the tower, he suddenly made a muffled sound, and a strong qi shook out, and the dust on the ground splashed up, splashing directly into the eyes of those ruffians and hooligans.

Although the means are inferior, how can there be so many rules to deal with these ruffians and hooligans.

"Ahh My eyes! ”

"Qin mongrel, you dare to sneak attack us!"

The sand and dust entered their eyes, making several ruffians miserable, their eyes tingling, they couldn't see everything clearly, and anger instantly surged in their hearts, and they rushed towards Yingzheng with their eyes closed.

The chaotic collision was directly dodged by Ying Zheng, the soul reached the level of the shell, and the facial features were more keen, he pinched the fist seal of the powerful bull demon in his hand, the blood was wrapped around the fist, and the posture was like the top horn of a bull, and he suddenly threw a punch!

"Boom!!"

The air vibrated and swept away, although Ying Zheng was only a nine-year-old boy, but a punch contained a hundred catties of power, directly hitting the ribs of a ruffian, and suddenly the power of a hundred catties suddenly exploded, only to hear a crisp click, the ruffian hooligan was blasted away by Ying Zheng like a cannonball, rolling on the ground more than ten meters away.

Several other ruffians who had regained their sight saw this scene with shocked faces on their faces, how could this be possible! A nine-year-old boy actually knocked an adult flying.

Without waiting for them to react, Ying Zheng's fist slammed directly into their faces, showing no mercy in every move, and with all his strength, several ruffians and hooligans were caught off guard, their faces were covered with blood, their noses were blue and their faces were swollen.

They are just ruffians and hooligans who bully ordinary people, it seems that there are many people, but in fact they are all paper tigers, how can they be the opponents of Yingzheng who have reached the level of practicing meat and martial arts.

In just a few rounds, he was knocked to the ground by Ying Zheng and wailed in pain.

This made the civilians around who were watching the play stunned, and showed surprised eyes, is this still the Qin mongrel they know, those ruffians and hooligans are not his opponents!

This made some civilians who wanted to find trouble with Yingzheng retreat in their hearts, after all, the ruffians and hooligans who bullied them on weekdays were not Yingzheng's opponents, let alone them.

Of course, if the onlookers of Zhao people rushed up, Win Zheng would definitely not be an opponent, but unfortunately these Zhao people were timid and cowardly, and would only bully those who were weaker than them.

For a while, those civilians looked at Ying Zheng with a trace of fear, these Ying Zheng saw it in their eyes, and a sense of comfort emerged in their hearts, in King Zhao has been bullied for several years, for the first time he was looked at with fear, not disgust.

At this moment, Ying Zheng realized the benefits of having power, which can make the people who once bullied you afraid and dare not provoke you.

He walked into the slum, and those civilians did not dare to stop him, and watched Yingzheng enter the slum with fearful eyes.

And the scene of Ying Zheng defeating five adults with a nine-year-old boy was also seen by some well-intentioned people, and they went back to report to their masters.

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Inside the dust song pot~

In a room, Gu Shengge was holding the tamed Zhao Ji in his arms, his face was ruddy, bright and moving, and his delicate appearance made people want to take another bite.

Although Zhao Ji has become a slave of the evil god, worships Gu Shengge as a god, obeys his orders, and is willing to sacrifice everything for him, he still retains his mind.

Gu Shengge stroked Zhao Ji's charming and ruddy face, her eyes revealed a hint of love, the taste was good, the aftertaste was endless, and she was a good product.

Zhao Ji looked at Gu Shengge with silky eyes, her charming eyes were full of love, enjoying Gu Shengge's caresses, this is love from God, she will accept it well.

"Really good, come, open your mouth~"

Gu Shengge made Zhao Ji open his mouth, and his fingertips condensed a drop of dark divine gift, containing rich dark energy, which was extremely tempting, even an angel would be polluted into a fallen angel.

Zhao Ji's eyes revealed longing, opened her red lips, and swallowed this drop of the gift of the evil god into her abdomen, showing a look of satisfaction in her beauty, the gift of the evil god played a role, and her snow-white skin bloomed with a trace of black light, transforming her from a human race to a dark creature.

~

(Gu Shengge: I am a dignified evil god, how can I not have a few subordinate races.) ）

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