Someone on the roadside had already whispered. Pang Debao probably heard something, and looked back at this side. Seeing this scene, his face turned pale. He didn't care about talking to the people in the carriage, and ran over: "Baoliang, what's wrong?"

The young man in Taoist robe named Baoliang cried, "Mr. Pang, this young lady is offended by someone from the Zhen'an Prince's Mansion."

Pang Debao looked at Chen Muqing, then at the group of men who were approaching, and calmed down instead. He looked confident and asked Chen Muqing with a serious expression: "Sister, who is your head?"

The boy in red was very disdainful: "Do you care who the head of her family is... What's the use of asking these now? They are here to find me now... Let Baoliang take this big foot away first..."

Pang Debao wanted to jump up.

When Chen Muqing heard this, he was really afraid that the young man would lose and he would not be willing to give in and cause a murder. She hurriedly said, "Mr. Pang, my head is the Grand Secretary of the Jinshen Palace and the Minister of Revenue Chen Zhen."

The three young men in red were stunned.

Pang Debao's eyes were shining: "Where is the guard house of the little sister? Why did the little sister run out alone? Where did the maid, daughter-in-law and mother-in-law go?"

"Tsk tsk tsk," Before Chen Muqing could answer, the boy in red was impatient, "You might as well find a way to stop a carriage if you have this skill. It's better to run away when I'm beaten to death..." As he said, he clasped his fingers with his fists and pinched his fingers, "But I haven't met anyone in this world who can beat me yet..." As he said, he raised his eyebrows, curled his lips, and looked downward, as if he had changed, and a few resentment appeared on his face.

Chen Muqing was stunned to see.

However, Pang Debao's face turned black and purple, and he couldn't say a word, so he covered his chest and stomped his feet.

The boy in red didn't even look at Pang Debao, and he pinched his finger and walked towards the group of men.

Baoliang hurriedly stepped forward and patted Pang Debao's back, giving him a sense of relief: "Mr. Pang, it doesn't matter... I still have 200 taels of silver in my felt bag... and 1,000 taels of silver... The old man said that if we don't have enough money, we can temporarily go to the HSBC money house... We will say that we will have some doctors from the Imperial College... The old man will definitely not say anything, and we will definitely be able to get the account... Don't worry about not having any money..."

Pang Debao slapped Baoliang in the head: "You little bastard, why are you still standing here?... You don't give me the felt bag and clothes... Go and find shopkeeper Chen, tell him about this matter, and ask him to send someone to find Lord Ye to have an idea. It is best to find a way to report a letter to Lord Shen's house..."

Baoliang said "ah" and hurriedly handed the felt bag on his hand to Pang Debao, looked at Chen Muqing's skirt and said, "Little sister, your feet... do you... I'm afraid I won't care about you later..."

But Pang Debao said, "Why are you so nagging! Do whatever you ask you to do!" As he said that, he took out a silver ingot of about thirty taels from his sleeve and handed it to Baoliang, "No matter how much it costs, it's better to stop a car... This matter cannot be delayed at all..." Then he grabbed Chen Muqing's arm and stared at her with sharp eyes, "Sister, you should stay with me!"

Chen Muqing's heart is like a mirror.

This boy in red is fine. If there is anything wrong, I am afraid he will not have any good results...

Baoliang also understood. He looked at Chen Muqing apologetically, pressed the ingot in Pang De's hand, and ran towards the way back to the city.

Chen Muqing was pinched by Pang Debao's arms tightly, watching the boy in red rush into the group of big men at lightning speed, and then instantly swung seven or eight punches to knock one of the most burly men to the ground.

Pedestrians on the roadside exclaimed.

The men were caught off guard and stunned for a moment. After a while, they shouted and surrounded the boy in red in the middle - but no one took action to fight him.

Some passers-by on both sides stood there and looked at this side, some looked at it with excitement, and some were watching from afar, and some were eagerly leaving.

The boy in red looked like a blade and shouted: "Which fucking bastard was just now pointing at me!"

His tone was arrogant and his attitude was arrogant. He shocked the big men for a moment. Look at me, I look at you, and finally his eyes fell on the leader. When the boy in red saw him, his eyes burst into fierce light, staring at the leader and said, "Are you... raised by a prostitute... Which the hell are you from the house? Well, you are really brave..."

The leading man was stunned.

The boy in red showed disdain: "The Prince of Jin's Mansion? The Prince of Fuyang's Mansion? Or the Marquis of Dingyuan's Mansion..."

The leading man couldn't help but wiped his forehead with his sleeve, and a nervous look appeared on his face.

When one of the men with a national face saw this, he snorted coldly and said provocatively: "We are from the Prince of Zhen'an Mansion, what are you doing?"

The boy in red stared at the man with a national face with his eyes tightly, and said fiercely: "Okay, okay, okay... Zhen'an Palace... It's so good... Even I dare to beat him... It's so fucking arrogant..."

Chen Muqing and the great men were both stunned by this.

There was a hint of pride in Pang Debao's eyes.

The big man hesitated and stepped forward and clasped his fists, "I wonder which man is from this young master?"

The boy in red stood with his hands behind his back, and snorted heavily, slowly swept the man's head to his feet with a sarcastic look, and then swept his feet to his head, as if he was weighing the weight of the man's weight. The man actually took two steps back in this silent gaze. In this case, the boy in red stepped forward and took two steps, and his mouth tickled. Just when everyone thought he would report to his house, he actually kicked the man's crotch like lightning. The man covered his lower body and curled up on the ground like shrimps. The boy in red still couldn't help but chased him and kicked him a few more times, then waved his hand.

If Chen Muqing had some doubts about the ability of this young man in red a moment ago, then at this moment, her feeling was completely different. It was like picking up gold while walking at night, digging antiques for flowers and trees, or winning the lottery for change...

She smiled and looked at the boy performing.

"A naughty gangster, where did you come from... How dare you ask my house..." The boy in red looked furious after being humiliated, "I tell you, if I dare to hit you, I won't be afraid that you are from the Zhen'an Palace!"

The five people were beaten down when they met, and now they fell down. They didn't know the origin of the other party... The remaining three people looked at each other in fear, but they didn't dare to do anything.

There were also discussions on the roadside, sometimes loud and sometimes small.

"It must be the prince of which royal family... is wearing 'Tianshuibi'..."

"Look at those shoes, they are actually selling money..."

Now, the big men were unable to advance and retreat, and looked embarrassed.

Chen Muqing tightened his arms.

She turned around and saw Pang Debao staring at the boy in red with a burning gaze, but whispering to her: "Go, hug the young master's leg and cry, saying: I am Chen Zhen's family of Jinshen University. In view of the fact that the two families are family friends, if our master asks, please be the master of me."

Chen Muqing immediately understood what Pang Debao meant. He knew that this method was good, but he felt very awkward and was unwilling to "cry with the young man's legs." She was smart, but her head turned faster at this time, and said, "That would be better for you, the old man, pretending to be his family, crying and shouting to him not to fight, saying that the emperor was not in the palace. If it was heard in the ears of the empress dowager, I am afraid that no one could save him... Wouldn't it be easier!"

Pang Debao stared at her with small eyes like an awl: "If I know how to speak, I will ask you to come forward..."

Chen Muqing was ashamed.

Why didn't I think of this... I'm still so hot... Although I was a little embarrassed to cry with a boy's legs, in order to get promoted, I went to the general manager's house every weekend to help her with her... I was not very noble... I felt that I was so comfortable that I didn't remember it after being too long... I just pretended to be a flatterer to the leader...

Without further ado, Chen Muqing nodded quickly and ran towards the boy in red.

Her sudden appearance made everyone's eyes focus on her, and the big man in red showed a surprised expression.

Chen Muqing had already provided psychological counseling for herself, so she naturally knelt on the ground "thump", hugged the legs of the boy in red, and cried loudly: "Master, you must be the master of your servant..." She followed Pang Debao's thoughts and used her intelligence and howled like a shrew.

Unintentionally, the corner of her eyes swept the pride of the boy's face.

Chen Muqing was stunned for a moment and cried. He said in his heart: I am proud at this time, isn’t it too early? Although these people were frightened by you for a while, there is a sixteenth master in the temple. Be careful, they rushed out... It’s better to get rid of these people quickly. It’s just serious...

Although I thought so, I didn't dare to show any clues. I just hugged the boy in red and cried again.

It turned out that a commotion suddenly came from the crowd surrounding them whispering. I heard someone shouting to them: "Go quickly, go quickly, something happened..."

Chen Muqing heard the sound familiar. When he looked up, he saw the black-faced man holding Jinxiu standing at the intersection with a blue nose and a swollen face, waving towards them.

Chen Muqing only felt his mind explode with a "boom".

Isn’t this man holding Jinxiu?

Why did you come to inform us again?

Where is the beauty?

Something happened, what happened?

There are only two girls in the room...

And the Sixteenth Master? Where did you go?

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