Chapter 85: A Rage for Beauty

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"This man has a knife!"

I don't know who among the followers shouted, but everyone's eyes were focused on the long knife.

The slender blade and sharp blade edge looked even colder under the refraction of the sun, and the man with the knife was also murderous.

This man is definitely not easy to mess with, this is the first thought of all the onlookers nearby.

These followers and servants have also seen some of the world with their masters on weekdays, and their awareness of seeing knives is naturally different. They know that people with knives should not be messed with.

In addition, the Ming Dynasty did not advocate martial arts in the mainland, and the household registration system hit the knights to pieces and disappeared.

Although there are many deaths and injuries in Jinling City every year, most of them are beaten with sticks and killed in group fights. If you really talk about killing people with knives and guns, it is really rare. Anyway, they have only heard of it, not seen it.

There are laws in Jinling City. No one can wear a sword casually. I didn't expect to see one today.

Seeing Zhao Chang wearing a sword, no one dared to rush up. His quick movements and vicious means just now made them tremble with fear.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Gou'er was still lying on the ground, twisting in pain, his five fingers connected to his heart, not to mention that Zhao Xu's blow was so fierce that it would not be a problem to remember it for a lifetime.

"Who dares to come up!" Zhao Chang raised his sword and pointed at a piece of it, shouting contemptuously.

Such a casual remark made the followers feel that there was a chasm in the sky, and they were afraid to go, and hurriedly retreated to their young master.

They were not stupid. If they went there, they had to keep their lives.

This sound was like a sledgehammer hitting Fang Jing's head hard, knocking him stunned.

I don't know how he took out a knife, which was easier than going to the street to buy vegetables, and he beat Gou'er seriously.

He has been rampant in Jinling City for so long, but he has never heard of such a strong man.

"Could he be from outside?" Fang Jing looked at Zhao Chang. It was the first time he had seen such a strong and brave guard, and he immediately made a plan.

First of all, with such a guard, the people behind him must be of great importance; secondly, he brought few followers today, and he had no weapons in his hands. If a fight broke out, he would probably suffer.

After weighing the pros and cons, Fang Jing still felt that it was better to be cautious and avoid it for the time being.

"This young man, I am rude today. I don't know if it is your family member!" Fang Jing said with a look of begging for mercy. Then he asked the servant to take out a few large silver ingots and put them in front of Zhao Chang.

He completely ignored the fact that he was talking nonsense. How could Li Xiangjun, a brothel girl, have a family?

"This hundred taels, just as my apology, please forgive me!"

If you don't know Fang Jing's character, you might be fooled by him. As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Fang Jing has blocked countless disasters with these two tricks.

Although he is domineering, he is a smart man. He has learned all his father's ability to read people's expressions. If today's matter ends like this, Qin Hao's family background will be investigated in a few days.

If he has a big official background, he will naturally not be in trouble; if he is not just pretending to deceive him, he will die.

At this time, Qin Hao let go of the beauty in his arms, took her slender little hand, protected it behind his back, and then walked to her and said sarcastically: "You are so proud, you have the nerve to send me away with this little money."

Fang Jing was also stunned when he heard this, not knowing what Qin Hao meant.

This silver is just a step to test. If others give face, take it, if not, don't take it.

"Is it because the silver is too little?" Fang Jing muttered in his heart. In fact, he wanted to laugh. He didn't expect to meet such a strange person today.

"Then I will ask someone to send another 200 taels after I go back." Fang Jing bowed and smiled.

"Okay! Since Mr. Fang is so generous, please ask the servants to go back and get it." Qin Hao also smiled and responded.

"What do you mean!" Fang Jing pointed at Qin Hao angrily. He was so humble, did he still want to hold him back?

"Whatever you say is what it is." Qin Hao still said lightly, with a cold face that ignored him.

This Fang Jing has an eagle-eyed and wolf-like look. Besides, after listening to his previous bullying of the good and his actions today, he knew that he was a person who would take revenge for the slightest grievance. How could Qin Hao let him go easily?

It's just that he was wavering in his heart about whether to kill him.

Killing such a person is considered to remove a great harm for the people of Jinling City, but it will definitely cause big trouble afterwards, which is not good for himself.

But if he didn't kill him, Qin Hao also felt that he might have trouble sleeping and eating at night with such a person on his mind.

"Forget it, it's better to kill him to feel at ease. It's better to trouble him directly than from behind."

Qin Hao may have one of the few advantages of not avoiding trouble when encountering trouble.

"Go up the mountain and wait for me first. I'll find you in a while." Qin Hao looked at the pair of eyes full of affection and moving in his arms and said with pity.

The elegant tone was like a lover's whisper to the beautiful woman's ear, which immediately made Li Xiangjun blush and shy. She could only sigh and said with care: "Well, be careful, young master."

"Don't worry, it's okay." Qin Hao patted her smooth and delicate little hand to comfort her.

Then he let Zhao Chang lead her up the mountain and took the long knife in his hand.

After he could no longer see the figure, Qin Hao said leisurely to the people opposite: "Let's start, Master Fang."

Fang Jing's followers and servants breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Zhao Chang, the burly man, coming up the mountain. They looked down on the young man in front of them.

He was quite arrogant. One person dared to go against several of them. He was much more pretentious than our young master.

But if he hadn't been so capable and let the burly guard go, they would definitely be in trouble today.

Now there is only one person left. What kind of storm can he stir up?

If these servants used their brains more, they would know that the handsome young man in front of them was definitely not a simple character, otherwise his guard would not have walked away so easily.

Qin Hao dragged his long sword and strode towards the few people, swaggering.

Those servants were even more convinced that this man was pretending, and rushed up to teach him a lesson.

In Qin Hao's mind, Fang Jing must die today. As for his subordinates, although they were guilty, they were not the masterminds, so they could be punished lightly and warned.

The few people who rushed to the front performed their movements at a snail's pace, kicking left and right, but they couldn't touch the corner of their clothes.

One knife, two knives, three knives

Qin Hao chopped them down with two knives, and they fell to the ground. Immediately, blood was spilled on the hands of several people. Cutting their tendons was the least punishment. Before they could cry out in pain, Qin Hao moved in front of Fang Jing.

Fang Jing looked at Qin Hao with horror. The feeling of being stared at by a tiger made his whole body tremble with fear.

"Wait, my father is the Shang of the Ministry of Households"

Seeing that he was so difficult to say, in order to help him get rid of it earlier, Qin Hao chopped his throat with a knife. The throat bone seemed to be as smooth as cutting tofu, and the knife flashed by.

When Fang Jing reacted, the knife was over, and then a line of blood appeared on his neck instantly.

Not long after, the blood line collapsed, and the blood surged. No matter how he covered his hands, he still couldn't stop it.

"Be a good person in your next life!" Qin Hao said lightly, and then he took up his knife and went up the mountain.

When Qin Hao's figure disappeared on the rugged mountain road, the followers and servants endured the pain of broken tendons and ran to their young master.

Gou'er boldly stretched out his finger to touch Fang Jing's nose. After a long time, he didn't breathe. For a moment, he sat on the ground as if his parents had died, with a face full of bitterness and hatred.

"What's wrong?" Someone next to him hurriedly urged.

"No air!" He said this in a noisy and deep voice.

The followers around him immediately jumped up and down like ants on a hot pot. They died, and they died anyway, but the young master's life was precious.

"What should we do?"

"What else can we do? Hurry back and tell the master."

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