In the Southern Song Dynasty, I competed with Mongolia for the world

Chapter 11 Don't think that the surname Zhao won't beat you (please collect and ask for tickets)

In his early years, Qi Xiong took advantage of the lax government order and took advantage of the loopholes to make a fortune. Later, when he saw the situation was not good, he went home to buy farms, opened a shop, continued to sell salt, and became a rich man. Therefore, he is a rich man in Shaoxing City A well-known wealthy household in the city.

"It's no wonder you can become a big security chief." Zhao Yurui and Quan Yong turned their heads at the same time: "tui", spat at the door of Qi's house, and then went forward to knock on the door.

Soon a man opened the door. This man looked more capable, with a fierce look on his face. He was probably a salt merchant who followed Qi Xiong to smuggle salt in his early years.

When he heard the intention, he told the two to wait.

After a while, the man reappeared, he looked at Zhao Yurui and Quan Yong with a half-smile, and said with a smile: "The chief security officer is waiting in the main hall, please, two gentlemen."

When Quan Yong heard someone call him Mr. Lang, he immediately smiled, very happy.

Zhao Yurui felt a little bad. This man's expression and attitude were completely different from just now. He thought for a while, and after he entered, he stood in the courtyard and said loudly: "I offended your Dalang last time. It was our brother's fault. I made a special trip today. Come here to apologize, and I hope your Dalang Haihan."

After finishing speaking, he took the old hen from Quan Yong's hand and handed it to the man: "Brother Lao Lao, please help me to say hello, let's visit again some other day."

After finishing speaking, he broke his heart, and took out the five cents for change for buying hens, and stuffed it into the man's hand.

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

But suddenly someone behind him yelled sharply: "Why is Ergou in a daze, block the door."

"Run." Zhao Yurui turned and ran when she heard Qi Bin's voice.

Quan Yong's reaction was a little slow, but he followed him and turned around.

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

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

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

When Zhao Yurui ran out of the courtyard, he looked back.

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

Bang, the door slammed shut at the same time.

"What the hell." Zhao Yurui ran forward a few more steps, but still stopped, he stomped his feet on the spot, and looked left and right.

There is a row of shops opposite the Qi family compound, one of which seems to sell pork.

He thumped and ran over.

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

There is no way, the two brothers of the Zhao family recently participated in the Yiwang campaign, and the entire Shaoxing city knows about it.

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

After finishing speaking, he stuffed it into the sleeve of his right hand, turned around and ran to the Qi family compound again.

"Hey, this—don't—" The butcher didn't even have time to yell, so he could only watch Zhao Yurui run to the gate of Qi's courtyard.

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

The butcher's face was pale, and after thinking for a while, he hurriedly said: "My wife, come out quickly——" He called out his wife, and hurried to the chief security officer's house by himself.

When Zhao Yurui went back to the door and knocked on the door, they could hear Quan Yong's cursing and screaming inside.

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

With a bang, the courtyard door was opened again.

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

Zhao Yurui pushed the door open and entered.

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

Three or four men beat him back and forth with straw whips and short sticks. These men were not their guarantors, but the strong men who used to sell smuggled salt with Qi Xiong, and they did not take lightly.

Quan Yong cursed and yelled for a while, but there was still blood on the ground.

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

Seeing Zhao Yurui coming in, he was even more proud: "Run, isn't Zhao Erlang really good at running? You run."

Bang, the courtyard door was closed again.

Ergou blocked Zhao Yurui with a long stick.

"Stop, if you continue to fight, you will die. Report to the government office, and there will be good fruits for you." Zhao Yurui said angrily.

"You and Quan Yong climbed over the wall to steal things from my house. Our house is short of ten taels of silver. If we don't beat you, who will we beat?" Qi Bin laughed, "Who told you to climb over the wall and come in?"

"Hiss..." Zhao Yurui didn't expect this person surnamed Qi to be so insidious.

"Give me a fight with him."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yurui rushed forward quickly.

To capture the thief first, capture the king, he wanted to restrain Qi Bin first.

But a few big men rushed up from all around.

After all, he is only 15 years old, and his body is thin, so he has not been close to Qi Bin.

Bang, someone hit him on the leg.

"Ah" Zhao Yurui knelt down immediately.

Then a few people rushed up and greeted him with a crackling sound.

At this time, he had no choice but to learn from Quan Yong first, holding his head tightly with his hands and protecting his vitals.

Qi Bin 'tui' spat out a melon seed shell, pointed at Zhao Yurui and said sharply: "Don't think your surname is Zhao, I dare not hit you." His expression was extremely arrogant.

The two brothers were beaten well, and then dragged together like dead dogs. Two adult men stepped on his back one by one.

"Da Lang, what do we do next?" Someone asked Qi Bin.

Qi Bin got up at this moment, walked to the two brothers Zhao and Rui, and stood tall and condescending: "Zhao Erlang, are you two convinced? Do you still dare to rob women with me in the future?"

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

He is only 15 years old, of course he is not convinced, today there are all strong and strong men here, before he was on the street in front of his house, no one under the age of 15 could beat him.

Zhao Yurui wiped the ashes off his face, and said calmly, "How much older are you than me, do you have the guts to challenge me one-on-one?"

There was a lot of shouting and cursing around "Grass", bang bang bang, another greeting.

Damn, these people don't talk about Wude, Zhao Yurui hugged his head and face again.

"Dog, I have to convince you today, come here." Qi Bin said sharply: "Go and call the sister-in-law of the Xu family at the west end of the street."

Zhao Yurui's complexion changed drastically.

"Qi Bin, I tortured your mother, are you human?" Yu Yong cursed.

Then got hit a few more times.

Someone nearby asked, "Would she come?"

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

Immediately someone laughed, and then opened the door and went out of the yard.

"Don't touch her. If something comes at us, it's not a man's ability to bully a woman." Zhao Yurui looked at Qi Bin coldly, with a killing intent in his heart.

At this moment, he hoped extremely that he could become King Yi and possess supreme power and strength.

"I'm going to touch her, even in front of you." Qi Bin smiled grimly: "After a while, open your eyes and see how I'm playing with her."

Hahaha, there was wild laughter all around.

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

Zhao Yurui kept silent, just staring at Qi Bin.

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

King Yi was not elected, if I killed him, would I be sentenced to death?
(End of this chapter)