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Chapter 136: Ma Mengmin of the Gang Jingtian Group, Zhang Maogong

In the morning court this day, Ma Mengmin finished washing up early and changed into an official robe with a solemn expression on his face.

The Zhang family is actually arrogant and domineering, and he is really not a son!

How could my famous children be humiliated by others? Thinking of the experience of his nephew, Ma Mengmin trembled so much that she was angry.

The memorial was drafted the night after receiving the letter from his family, but Ma Mengmin was also a veteran.

First, I contacted my colleagues with good friends and agreed to study together with the British Duke, but I did not dare to incite the scholars.

This is the capital, the place of good fortune.

If you incite the scholars to rebel here, Your Majesty will be furious to the East Factory, and the Jinyiwei will not be able to hide anything.

Therefore, Ma Mengmin only contacted four or five colleagues to study the British Duke's first book.

He sat in the sedan chair and came to the palace gate with a trembling trembling slightly. Ma Mengmin was full of fighting spirit!

Just kidding, who are we?! This is the most popular group of men in the Ming Dynasty!

From the Emperor's Pavilion, to the yamen runners of the Tishue County, to the small flags of thousands of households and hundreds of households in the southeast of the Jiubian area...

We tear everything, we fight for everything!

Our principle is:

If you have something to tear it out, if you have nothing to tear it out!

If you have something to argue, if you have nothing to do, you will argue!

The deception prison and the court stick are the first men's group to fight against the gang!

We are the monsters of this Chinese ethnic group who have been fighting for thousands of years!

We tear each other, we tear each other together, we tear ourselves when we get crazy...

"You are Ma Mengmin who is in charge?" A dull bass voice interrupted Ma Mengmin's thoughts.

But it was very dark at this time, and he couldn't see who the person was, but he felt that his body was a little tall.

After dusting his sleeves, Ma Mengmin proudly said: "It's me! You..."

Before Ma Mengmin could react, he saw a fist as big as a casserole heading straight to the door!

Ma Mengmin was frightened and wanted to hide, but he did not bring flashes when he went out...

"Bang!" punched Ma Mengmin in the cheek and smashed him to the ground.

Ma Mengmin, who was lying on the ground, let out a few blood-covered teeth from his mouth.

"Damn it, Ma Mengmin! Who gave you the courage to bully me the British Duke's Mansion?!"

It was also at this moment that a thunderous roar exploded in front of the palace gate, and the palace guards quickly turned on the lights to shine.

But under the light, the British Duke Zhang Mao looked like a crazy tiger, and the bear paws, which looked like a palm-leaf fan, was actually lifted up like a chicken.

"Babababa..." was like sweeping seven or eight slaps in the face, and Ma Mengmin's family howled like a dead father and was about to pounce on him.

But the British government are all veteran soldiers who have been on the battlefield. Which one is better to share with?!

He blocked them immediately, and sneered and swung their scabbards and slapped them.

"Little ones! Break their legs for labor and capital!" The British Duke held Ma Mengmin as if nothing was in his hand.

The poor horse was waving around his bear's palm...

Duke Zhang turned back to the tiger's head, his eyes filled with fierce evil spirits, making people afraid to look at him.

But when the old Duke looked back, he thrust his palm on Ma Mengmin's face again, shouting loudly!

"Damn it! Is it because I, Old Zhang, can't carry the knife anymore, or are you guys floating around?!"

"I actually bullied my grandson! If I don't ask you to show off my fortune today, can I still be worthy of being the British Duke? I will fight for the labor and capital!"

Several palace guards looked at Ma Mengmin and the others being beaten like calves, and wanted to come and persuade them.

But after meeting Lao Zhang's look, they wisely chose not to see...

"Duke of England! You..." A censor was about to show off his strength and felt a strong wind blowing in less than two steps!

The censor was shocked and wanted to retreat, but it was too late...

With a kick of "Bang~!", the censor was kicked several feet by Lao Zhang's heart.

He flipped on the ground and beat several times, and his official robe and jade crown were scattered all over the ground. He stopped after falling.

But the censor struggled to get up, but he didn't sit up but his mouthful of blood was spurting out...

"roll!!"

Well... the old soldiers of the British Duke's family are good at finding their source.

Several censors who wanted to come forward immediately turned around and returned to their posts when they saw this.

The eyes are observed and the mouth is observed, just like an old monk entering into meditation.

Well... I will go to court later and I will study one of you! I must study it!

Now...

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, and our scholars will not care about you, a reckless man...

But Lao Zhang threw Ma Mengmin to the ground with a "rattle" and the pair of tiger eyes with murderous aura swept across the ministers.

At this moment, no one dared to look at him. Everyone continued to pretend to be blind, pretend to be stupid, and pretend to be dead.

Old Zhang sneered, and turned around and thrust "bangbang..." into Ma Mengmin's stomach with several "bangbang..."

Ma Mengmin was so angry that he couldn't even scream...

His family members were even more miserable. It was okay for these people to bully the people for Ma Mengmin.

But when faced with the old soldiers of the British government, they were not enough to see them...

These old soldiers were all benefited by the old Zhang family for generations, and they were all old soldiers who were killed by the battle formation.

Anyone who started was so badly black. Although it was just a scabbard, they broke their muscles and bones...

Damn it! The bullshit thing is, how dare you find trouble for our British Duke's Mansion?!

You guys can't kill you guys!

"Duke Mao~Duke Mao~! Don't fight again. I'll beat Ma Mengmin again, you'll be beaten to death."

When Li Dongyang heard this, he felt a little sad. When he rushed over, Lao Zhang had been beaten up for a long time.

But Li Dongyang smiled bitterly and bowed, "Mr. Mao! I really beat him to death. I'm afraid I'm a little worried about Chihu'er..."

"Hmph~!" Old Zhang originally swept away his tiger's eyes and was about to wait for it to be beaten again.

Hearing Li Dongyang's words, he stopped and waved his cubs to stop.

Then he whispered to Li Dongyang: "Xiya, I will give you face today! He would better pray that my grandson will return without any trouble."

"Otherwise..." Zhang Laohu didn't say the following words, but everyone knew what he was going to express.

On weekdays, this pair of Duke Zhang, who is smiling and happy, only today has revealed his true nature.

The British Duke Zhang family was a general who started his career for generations, and he was in his bones with the character of a man-eating tiger.

This temperament is always restrained, but don’t let him play with it.

Otherwise... there was a piece of Ma Mengmin and his family lying on the ground, and that would end up.

With his hands behind his back, the tiger's eyes were not squinting, leading his old soldiers to the other end of the palace gate.

Just like the white-headed tiger with a hungry eyes in the mountains and forests, it spewed out a trace of evil spirits and led a group of evil wolf cubs to walk through their territory.

Countless officials and their families along the way actually avoided a path silently.
Chapter completed!
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