Seeing that he was firm in his attitude, Zhou Yi was not moved by the Yangjiazhai next to him, and knew that his approach of using money to open the way might be useless.

"There is no room for negotiation?"

Zhou Yi suppressed the anger that rose in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

Yang Xing said: "There is no need to discuss this matter."

Zhou Yi's fist, which was closed in his sleeve, tightened, and remained silent for a moment, suddenly burst into laughter.

"Then I'll apologize..."

He pretended to be free and easy, clasped his fists and bowed deeply to the Yangjiazhai people: "Zhou Yi, the eldest son of the Zhou family, on behalf of his father Zhou Chengde, has apologized to you for the mistakes committed by my second brother Zhou Tong!"

He bent down, his face facing the ground, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

At this time, no one noticed that his handsome face was already a gray color, and a strong murderous intent passed through his eyes.

After more than ten breaths, Yang Xing smiled "happily": "Since you have already paid for your grace and apologized, then next, please ask Mr. Zhou to write another letter of commitment and hand it over to us."

Zhou Yi stood up straight, his face was plain, and nodded, "Yes. How should I write it? You say, I will write it."

Yang Xing did not expect that he agreed so simply. After being stunned, he asked Yang Dazhi to go to the school in Houshan Zhulin to get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then he or she wrote it orally, and Zhou Yi held the pen and wrote it.

He had already prepared the content of the promise letter in his heart, and after sorting out his ideas for a little, he said it without stopping.

Zhou Yi had no expression on his face and lowered his head and just wrote.

The promise letter clearly wrote the previous and subsequent process of the matter, and asked Zhou Yi to represent the Zhou family and promised that he would not use any means to suppress Yangjiazhai and infringe on the interests of the Yangjiazhai people in the future.

After Zhou Yi finished writing the promise, Yang Xing read it carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, Zhou Yi signed the letter and handed it over to Yang Xing.

This letter of commitment is a stain on the Zhou family. Once it is spread, even if Zhou Chengde's career is not bad, it will definitely have an impact on the reputation of the Zhou family.

The promise letter is in the hands of Yangjiazhai, which means holding a handle of the Zhou family. If the Zhou family is smart, it will not actively violate the interests of the Yangjiazhai people in the future.

"So what about a mere letter of commitment? I'm afraid you have the life to take it and use it if you have no life!"

Seeing Yang Xing carefully put away the promise letter, Zhou Yi just sneered in his heart.

"Now, can you let him go?"

Zhou Yi glanced at his brother Zhou Tong and said coldly.

Yang Xing waved his hand and signaled Yang Fugui to release Zhou Tong.

Yang Fugui untied Zhou Tong's rope in a few seconds and kicked him on the butt: "Get out!"

Zhou Tong staggered to Zhou Yi, feeling that he had finally escaped, and was excited to cry and laugh: "Brother, you are here! These thieves arrested me and locked me up in a small dark room, which made me not eat, drink, and sleep all night. It was really hateful!"

He pointed at Yang Fugui, his eyes radiated with hatred and shouted: "That big black man is the most hateful. He deliberately tossed me at night... I'm mom, my butt is still hurting now, I don't know if it's bleeding..."

Zhou Yi took a deep breath and looked at his brother with a weird look: "He... did he treat you like this?"

Seeing that his elder brother looked strange, Zhou Tong suddenly reacted and glared and said, "It's not what you thought... I mean, he threw me on the ground just now and threw his butt hurt..."

Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not what he thought, otherwise his brother would leave a shadow for the rest of his life.

"Brother, you brought a lot of people this time. We have set up this village... By the way, those two women will keep for me!"

Once Zhou Tong succeeded, he was so lucky that he would be forgotten and shout.

The constables behind him shook their heads and smiled bitterly, thinking that the second son of the Zhou family was really a playboy. He only knew how to shout and kill, but he didn't consider the consequences at all.

When everyone in Yangjiazhai heard Zhou Tong's dirty words, they all glared at him.

"I just said, I shouldn't have let the bird man go! Master, I'll catch him again and smash his stinky mouth!"

Yang Fugui was ready to speak.

Yang Hongyu's pretty face was covered with frost.

The same is true for Yang Jing behind her.

"Dazhi, go over and slap him a few days to keep him from talking."

Yang Xing turned his head to Yang Dazhi and said.

Yang Dazhi laughed and walked towards Zhou Tong in a daze. He seemed to have not taken the more than 100 constables behind Zhou Tong seriously.

"Are you very angry when you were locked in a small dark room and tossed around overnight? If you want to vent your anger, come here!"

Several feet away from Zhou Tong, Yang Dazhi stopped and hooked his finger at Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong was really angry. He didn't dare to fight the burly and tall Yang Fugui, but when he saw the short and thin Yang Dazhi provoking him in person, how could he still shrank?

"My mother, I'll beat you to death!"

Zhou Tong jumped up, snatched the long stick from the hand of a yamen runner beside him, and rushed out roaringly.

Zhou Yi did not want to have a conflict with the Yangjiazhai people here, and wanted to drink to stop Zhou Tong, but it was too late.

Zhou Tong rushed to Yang Dazhi and stabbed Yang Dazhi in his hand hard in his chest.

Yang Dazhi leaned his body, avoided the long stick, and then snatched Zhou Tong like a gyro, raised his hand and slapped it out.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the palm hit Zhou Tong's left cheek. Zhou Tong felt his cheek numbness and his eardrums buzzing, and he was stunned.

Yang Dazhi made a move like lightning, and he opened his hands left and right. In the blink of an eye, he slapped him more than a dozen times in the face, and then he had already returned to the Yangjiazhai people.

From taking action to retreat, it took only a short moment to make Zhou Yi's side, and no one could see his movements clearly, so naturally he could not react.

After Yang Dazhi retreated, Zhou Tong sat on the ground with a breathless ball, his cheeks on both sides swollen and swollen like anger.

At first, he just felt his face numb, but after a moment, he felt a burning pain and wanted to speak, but his mouth moved, and it hurt so much.

He kept "whining" in his throat, looking at his elder brother, pointing at Yang Dazhi, and signaling Zhou Yi to avenge him.

"A shameful waste!"

Zhou Yi snorted, then looked at the Yangjiazhai with cold eyes, and asked the two yamen runners to set up Zhou Tong, and took the lead in leaving. A group of constables and yamen runners followed.

"Just leaving like this? I thought I could fight quickly... boring! boring!"

Yang Fugui muttered.

Yang Dazhi smiled and said, "After this incident, I believe the Zhou family dare not mess with us again!"

Other villagers also smiled relaxedly.

Although Yangjiazhai is no longer as powerful as it used to be, it is definitely not something that everyone can control. So what about the inspector of Jinyang City? Didn’t he apologize and leave in shame?

However, Yang Hongyu, Yang Xing and others looked a little solemn.

Even Yang Xu felt that Zhou Yi was too tolerant this time, which was inconsistent with the personality he showed when he met in Jinyang City.

Especially the cold eyes before leaving, it clearly contained a strong sense of hatred, which made people feel heartbroken.

Moreover, Zhou Chengde was considered a high-ranking official in Jinyang City. In his eyes, he might just be the unlucky Yangjiazhai. If he suffered such a secret loss, how could he give up easily?
Chapter completed!