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Chapter 11 Don’t think that someone named Zhao won’t beat you

In his early years, Qi Xiong took advantage of the lax government orders and made a fortune. Later, when he saw that the situation was not good, he returned home to buy fields and crops, opened a shop, continued to sell salt, and became a rich man, so he was a Shaoxing man.

A well-known wealthy family in the city.

"No wonder he became the chief security officer." Zhao Yurui and Quan Yong turned their heads at the same time: "tui" and spat at the door of Qi's house before knocking on the door.

Soon a man opened the door. This man looked tough and had a fierce look on his face. He was probably a salt merchant who followed Qi Xiong on a private salt trade in the early years.

When he heard his intention, he asked the two of them to wait.

After a while, the man reappeared. He looked at Zhao Yurui and Quan Yong with a smile but not a smile, and said with a smile: "The security chief is waiting in the main hall, please two young gentlemen."

When Quan Yong heard others call him husband, he immediately beamed and felt very happy.

Zhao Yurui felt a little bad. The man's expression and attitude were completely different from before. He thought about it, and after entering, he stood in the yard and said loudly: "The last time I offended your uncle, it was our brother's fault. I made a special trip today."

Come here and apologize, and I hope your family will be great."

After saying that, he took the old hen from Quan Yong's hand and handed it to the man: "Brother, please help me and say hello. Let's visit again another day."

After saying this, he felt relieved, took out the five cents that were the change for buying the hens, and stuffed it into this man's hand.

The man was holding a chicken in one hand and five cents in the other, with a strange expression.

But suddenly someone behind him shouted loudly: "Why are you so stupid? Block the door."

"Run." When Zhao Yurui heard Qi Bin's voice, he turned around and ran.

Quan Yong reacted a little slowly, but turned around after him.

As soon as I turned around, there was a crash, and several things were thrown behind my head.

He covered his head and turned around to see, Dang Dang Dang, several copper coins crashed to the ground, two of them even crashed in front of him.

Quan Yong was reluctant to part with it, so he bent down and ran over to pick it up.

When Zhao and Rui ran out of the hospital, they looked back.

"Ah!" Quan Yong screamed and was pinned to the ground by the man named Ergou.

Boom, the door slammed shut at the same time.

"What the hell." Zhao Yurui ran forward a few more steps, but stopped. He stamped his feet on the spot and looked around.

There is a row of shops opposite the Qijia Courtyard, one of which looks like a pork seller.

He ran over.

"Zhao Erlang, do you want to buy some meat?" The butcher actually knew him.

There is no way, the two brothers of the Zhao family have recently participated in the election for King Yi, and the entire Shaoxing city knows about it.

Zhao Yurui took a quick look, then reached out and grabbed something from the desk: "I'll lend you your knife and use it."

After saying that, he stuffed it into his right sleeve, turned around and ran towards the Qi Family Courtyard.

"Hey, this----don't---" The butcher didn't even have time to call out, he could only watch Zhao Yurui running to the door of Qi's courtyard.

Zhao Yurui took away his boning knife. This knife was fast and small, and it was indeed a sharp weapon for killing people.

The butcher's face was pale. After thinking for a while, he hurriedly said: "Hun, come out quickly ---" He called out his mother-in-law and hurried to the home of Chief Quan Bao.

When Zhao Yurui walked back to the door and knocked on the door, he could hear Quan Yong's curses and screams inside.

"Open the door, I'm here." Zhao Yurui knocked heavily on the door.

With a rumble, the courtyard door was opened again.

The man named Ergou glanced at him through the crack in the door with a ferocious face, then smiled and opened the courtyard door.

Zhao Yurui pushed open the door and entered.

I saw Quan Yong holding his head in his hands and rolling around on the ground.

Three or four men were beating him up and down with straw whips and short sticks. These were not their policyholders, but strong men who used to sell private salt with Qi Xiong. They were not easy to attack.

Quan Yong was scolding and yelling for a while, and there was still blood on the ground.

Qi Bin was sitting on a bench, with his legs crossed and peeling melon seeds in his mouth, with a proud expression.

Seeing Zhao Yurui come in, he was even more proud: "Run, Zhao Erlang, aren't you quite good at running? Just run."

Bang, the courtyard door was closed again.

Ergou blocked Zhao Yurui behind him with a long stick.

"Stop, if you continue to fight, someone will die. Report to the government office and you will be rewarded." Zhao Yurui said angrily.

"You and Quan Yong climbed over the wall to steal something from my house. Our house is short of ten taels of silver. If not, who would we beat?" Qi Bin smiled and said, "Who asked you to climb over the wall and come in."

"Hiss" Zhao Yurui didn't expect this person named Qi to be so sinister.

"Hit him as well."

When Zhao Yurui heard this, he rushed forward quickly.

To capture the thief, capture the king first. He wanted to control Qi Bin first.

But several big men rushed up from all around.

After all, he is only fifteen years old, and his body is thin, so he has not yet gotten close to Qi Bin.

Bang, someone knocked a stick on my leg.

"Ah" Zhao Yurui immediately half-knelt down.

Then several people rushed up and greeted him loudly.

At this time, he had no choice but to imitate Quan Yong and hold his head tightly with both hands to protect his vitals.

Qi Bin 'tui' spit out a melon seed shell, pointed at Zhao Yurui and said sternly: "Don't think that because your surname is Zhao, I don't dare to hit you." His expression was extremely arrogant.

The two brothers were beaten hard and then dragged together like dogs. Two grown men stepped on his back with their feet.

"Dalang, what should we do next?" someone asked Qi Bin.

Qi Bin stood up at this time, walked to brothers Zhao and Rui, and stood tall and condescending: "Zhao Erlang, do you two obey? Do you dare to fight for women with me in the future?"

"tui" Quan Yong spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at him with a look of disapproval.

He is only fifteen years old, so of course he refuses to accept it. Today there are all strong and strong men here. In the past, no one under the age of fifteen could beat him on the street in front of his house.

Zhao Yurui wiped the ash on his face and said calmly: "How much older are you than me, and you have the guts to challenge me in a duel?"

There were shouts and curses all around "Grass", bang bang bang, and another greeting.

Damn it, these people don’t have martial ethics. Zhao Yurui hugged his head and face again.

"Bitch, I have to convince you today, someone is here." Qi Bin said sternly: "Go and call the Xu family's sister-in-law at the west end of the street."

Zhao Yurui's expression changed drastically.

"Qi Bin, if I torture your mother, are you a human being?" Yu Yong yelled.

Then he was hammered a few more times.

Someone on the side asked: "Will she come?"

"You said Zhao Erlang is here with me, she will definitely come."

Someone immediately laughed, then opened the door and walked out of the yard.

"Don't touch her. If you have anything to do with us, men can't bully women." Zhao Yurui looked at Qi Bin coldly, with a murderous intention in his heart.

At this moment, he extremely hopes that he can become King Yi and have supreme power and power.

"I'm going to touch her, and I'm going to touch her in front of you." Qi Bin smiled ferociously: "Open your eyes later and see how I'm playing with her."

Hahaha, there was laughter all around.

Quan Yong yelled at him, but not only was it useless, but he suffered a heavier blow.

Zhao Yurui said nothing and just stared at Qi Bin.

Qi Bin was six or seven steps away from him, and his sword was still in his sleeve, but he was surrounded by strong men and had no chance to get close.
Chapter completed!
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