Qingpi Ah San was very unlucky today, he fell in love with a little girl who sold silk, and he wanted to flirt, but he didn't expect to meet a thorn from out of town.

It's just a thorn, the key is that this thorn is so powerful that he lost an eye.

Ah San is the younger brother of Ding Mu Xiaodong, a first-class family in King Kang's Mansion, and he is also one of the few green-skinned scoundrels in the Dongcheng area, except for a few robe and belt gangsters, he is the most difficult.

But today he also kicked the iron plate, and he had no choice but to ask his master for help.

What kind of person is Mu Xiaodong, he is the playmate of the little prince from childhood to adulthood, because of his delicate mind and good at speculating on the master's intentions, so he successfully climbed to the position of a first-class family, and sometimes even three points older than the housekeeper.

At this moment, hearing that his own people were being bullied by outsiders, Mu Xiaotong rushed out of King Kang's mansion with his men and horses without saying a word.

He chose a good horse, deliberately frightened the horse, and then galloped through the city, naturally with the aim of the strong man.

If the strong man is knocked over by the horse, then the bones must be broken and the tendons must be broken, and if the strong man can kill the galloping horse, then they will come out again to ask for the guilt.

This is called the division is famous, otherwise a palace will avenge Qingpi Asan, this is really unreasonable, and the prince can't hang on his face, which is called thinking about the master.

Now the situation is a little awkward, the strong man doesn't know how to stop the galloping horse, they are all standing in the corner far away, naturally they can't see it.

But the galloping horse is fine, and the people are fine, Mu Xiaotong doesn't know what excuse to use at the moment.

But at this time, an incredible accident happened.

"Damn brute, what a mess, lack of discipline!"

The strong man slapped the horse on the right cheek, and the horse's whole body was knocked away and fell to the ground.

The steed stopped moving, as if it were dead.

Looking at the scene in front of them, those onlookers from afar gasped, when did such a monster come to Dongcheng?

Mu Xiaotong saw it very clearly at the moment, but he didn't step forward to question, but turned around and left directly. Ah San also covered his eyes at the moment and followed his master closely.

"Which animal raises it, let me come out and make it clear!" the strong man scolded, looking like he didn't give up, and the stinky scolding simply brought the eighteenth generation of the horse owner's ancestors with him.

Sitting in the restaurant, watching the performance below, a man with a cold body whispered to the man in colorful clothes: "It seems that you have to be the fifth child to do things, and you are born to find faults." ”

The man in colorful clothes drank tea and said casually: "When the Praetorian Guards and the Imperial Cavalry are dispatched, we will visit Tianfu!"

At the end of the street, a group of dozens of government soldiers rushed from the end of the street, and sitting on a yellow and brown horse was a young man in a gorgeous costume with a three-foot sword in his hand.

"You killed Ben Gongzi's snow treading snow?" asked the young man in a condescending manner.

The strong man looked back at the dead horse, and said in a rough voice: "What's the matter, this is your little cub's horse, I almost hit my grandfather, and you still don't kowtow and admit your mistake?"

No matter who these words fall on, they will be unhappy, and it doesn't matter whether they hurt people or not, even this domineering person is here to stir up trouble.

The man in Chinese clothes sneered: "My son has been in the imperial city for so long, no one dares to yell at me like this, even if it is Cao Zhubing that day, it is a polite three-point concession, what are you?"

The strong man retorted unceremoniously: "Huangkou boy, you are the emperor of the heavens, get down with me, and if you don't die with a punch, you will be called grandpa!"

"Little prince, let such a bastard be handed over. At this time, a middle-aged man with a hideous face and a burly physique beside the young man in Chinese clothes asked for his life.

His name is Yan Shida, who once studied under Buddhism and learned thirteen kinds of stunts, but because of his improper mental skills, he was expelled from the master by the teacher.

Later, he successively apprenticed to several famous sects in Zhongzhou, integrating the strengths of each family, and forming his own faction, known as the mixed yuan faction of the inner family.

Three years ago, Yan Shida participated in the Zhongzhou Wuhao ring, which severely damaged a descendant of the Guyue family, and he had to take refuge in King Kang's mansion, and as a result, he became the personal head of the little prince.

"There is Master Lao Yan, pay attention to spare his life, and my son will be interrogated well. The young man in the costume nodded.

Seeing that someone stepped forward to call for battle, the strong man grinned and said, "I don't want to fight the unknown, report your name!"

"King Kang's Mansion Yan Shida, Zhongzhou's mixed yuanzhang. Yan Shida's eyes are above the top, especially for this kind of reckless outsider, he is even more disdainful.

I think that at the beginning, he was also a nine-foot man, relying on the strength comparable to a buffalo, and wanted to compete with him, but he was beaten by his inner family in three strokes and couldn't find the north, and his brute force was abolished, not to mention, he couldn't even take care of himself.

At this moment, the strong man is no different from the reckless man in his eyes.

"Oh, it turned out to be a lackey of the big official, my name is the fifth child, and I can only fight cattle and slaughter pigs, what is my name...... It's called dog boxing, hahaha!"

For the ridicule of the strong man, Yan Shida's face turned blue for a while, and he immediately stopped speaking, and came to the other party with a step.

To deal with this kind of strong man, Yan Shida knows that he can't hit it head-on, after all, the other party's strength is here, and he can slap the horse to death with a slap, at least he has more than 1,000 catties of strength.

Yan Shida prepared a few moves, but the first move was a tentative Dai Zong salute, but the fifth child didn't seem to be aware of it, and let him slap him.

Could it be that he is so confident in his body?

Yan Shida was not polite when he saw this, he didn't send any changes, and directly printed the fifth child's dantian with one palm.

The output of internal force, but it immediately surprised Yan Shida, his palm usually hits people, that is, it is devastating, but now it hits Lao Wu, but it is like hitting a thick defeat, and there is no feeling of strength at all.

When he was stunned, a thick palm was in front of his eyes, and then Yan Shida only felt a flower in front of him, and then the heaven and earth turned upside down.

Everyone was stunned and looked at everything in front of them, watching the strong man and Lao Wu flick their fingers, like a bedbug, they bounced Yan Shida out, and let him lie down with the foaming horse.

Yan Shida is also a first-class master, although he is not as powerful as the four major families, but he is also much stronger than the heads of ordinary gangs.

Now that such a character is lying down like this, what kind of terrifying existence is this old five.

The soldiers retreated one after another, and the boy in the fancy costume also turned his horse's head, intending to leave as soon as possible.

But at some point, the fifth child stood in front of him, and then slapped the yellow and brown horse over.

With one foot on the head of the boy in the Chinese costume, Lao Wu pointed at the soldiers and scolded: "Go and find your master, I want to talk about it!"

Although the fifth child seemed to be mixed, this domineering spirit made the soldiers dare not stay, and they withdrew one after another, seeking the advice of the master of King Kang's mansion.

Weiwei was holding a silk silk in her hand at the moment, staring blankly at everything that was happening in front of her, as if she was in a dream.