Beast

The sharp cry of the middle-aged man with a deer head and rat eyes caused the other injured diners to curse wildly. Even those diners with mouths full of blood and more than a dozen missing teeth all got up and pointed with their hands at the blurred image.

He screamed, and a mouthful of broken teeth filled with blood and water gushed out.

The seven or eight male and female diners who ran outside the inn were shouting accusations without waiting for the food in their mouths to be swallowed. There were not many pedestrians on the street at this time, and everyone who passed by stopped to watch. When they saw blood flowing across the inn, they screamed and screamed.

They screamed in pain, dishes and dishes were scattered all over the place, and they all complained angrily.

The waiter in the inn didn't dare to come forward to persuade him. He hid in the back kitchen and stuck his head out to watch. The owner of the inn was covered in sweat, his arms and legs were trembling wildly, and he ran towards the backyard with a lot of bumps.

"Brother Qing, please leave quickly. We'll be in trouble when the officers and soldiers arrive." Ye Lingfei's face turned pale when she heard the word "no", and the injured diner threatened to report it to the officer. This made her realize the seriousness of the situation and that she was going to rush to the police.

The words that came to my lips were swallowed sadly, urgently urged.

In her mind, for such a beating, if she was arrested by the government, she would not be able to escape, or even worse, she would have to spend several years in a dungeon.

Yang Qing was inexplicably irritated. He kneaded his left arm hard with his right hand and turned his head away from Ye Lingfei. He looked coldly at the diners who were screaming in pain. The sound of blood falling to the floor mixed with the noisy noise outside the door.

Voice of accusation.

"Report to the officer! Catch him!"...

Yang Qing looked coldly at the diners with broken wrists, shattered hands and face bones, and flying teeth. Not only did he feel ashamed and regretful that he had not beaten an ordinary person, but he also had murderous intent in his heart and wished he could beat him to a pulp with one punch.

"Go quickly!" Ye Lingfei pushed anxiously, but her body was weak and her hands were weak, so Yang Qing's figure did not move at all.

"Catch him and send him to the official! If you catch such a thug, you will definitely be rewarded. If the official is happy, he will reward us with an official position." A short and strong man in the prime of his life said indignantly. He fled the inn timidly. At this moment, he felt

Face is dull.

"Yes, catch him. If he doesn't learn well at a young age, he must be taught a lesson so that he can remember his last name."

"Damn it, isn't this bullying because of his youth and strength? Let's all come together and see what he can do"...

More than twenty people gathered outside the inn door. Encouraged by the middle-aged diner, they all rushed into the inn. For fear of being left behind, they picked up wooden stools as weapons. Even the wooden stool was taken away from the buttocks of the middle-aged man with a deer head and rat eyes.

, his body sank, and his butt was empty. The injuries affecting his wrist bones and the back of his hands made him scream in pain, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

The crowd was outnumbered and they rushed to Yang Qing with shouts. The collision caused the wooden table to overturn, and the scene was chaotic. The short and strong young man glared with mung bean eyes, waved the wooden stool in his hand and threw it at the people beside him.

People were afraid of being robbed of their credit, so they all responded by raising wooden stools and throwing them at them.

Ye Lingfei didn't know where she got the courage. She pressed her soft and bumpy body tightly against Yang Qing's body, and used her tall and delicate body as tall as her nose to block the wooden stools that were being swung by several strong men with all their strength and whistling.

She didn't dare to open her eyes to look, and waited in panic for her head to be broken and her face to be ruined. But a trace of comfort flashed in her heart, for this man who was one or two years younger than herself, also had such a beautiful face.

The hope of recovery, so that one can escape the fate of being wantonly humiliated and played with by men.

In just a short moment, various thoughts flashed through my mind. When I felt my hair being blown by the strong wind brought by the wooden bench, I tightened my waist and leaned into a strong and powerful chest, transmitting the warmth.

The breath made her feel extremely at ease.

"Crack, click!" The sound of a wooden bench breaking into pieces!

"Peng! Peng!"

Yang Qing's expression was cold and full of tangles. He put his arms around his soft waist and held it closer, protecting it in his arms. He punched a few times, breaking the wooden stool into several pieces, and then kicked it out sideways.

The twenty or so people who rushed into the inn were lifted into the air by the force and thrown up one after another. They piled into a pile, crying and shouting in pain. The ones at the bottom were pressed so hard that their faces turned red and they rolled their eyes.

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The soft yet elastic body clung to her body, and her body temperature could be clearly felt. The faint fragrance penetrated into her nostrils, and the hot breath from her red lips made her neck itch. Yang Qing's heart felt hot, and she hugged her slender waist tightly.

His left arm slid involuntarily.

Ye Lingfei lay on her chest, greedily inhaling the slightly moist breath. She had never felt such a stable feeling in a few years, and now she was even more reluctant to let go. The slightly rapid breathing made her face blush and her body twisted inadvertently.

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"This gang of thugs committed crimes openly in broad daylight. Do they have law in their eyes? Take them all down!" A cold shout full of anger came. Peng Boyi was wearing silver thin iron armor with a gloomy face. He waved his hand and said ten words:

Several city defense soldiers with slightly depressed expressions rushed forward.

The noisy noise broke Yang Qing's slightly dazed expression, and he became expressionless, pushing away the delicate body in his arms. Ye Lingfei blushed, and when she saw the fully armed soldiers, she looked panicked again, and she turned around and opened her slender arms to protect her.

In front of Yang Qing, she was so anxious that tears filled her beautiful eyes.

Peng Boyi walked up to Yang Qing with a gloomy face and whispered, "I didn't expect you to be so soft-hearted!"

Yang Qing had no expression on his face and said nothing.

In Peng Boyi's impression, the monk's sweetheart was offended by such words, and he would only hurt but not kill him. He only met Yang Qing. Knowing that Yang Qing killed him ruthlessly last night, but was so soft today, he felt in his heart

A little confused.

The diners and everyone else were very afraid of these city defense soldiers. They were pushed hard and did not dare to speak. They secretly looked at how many people were going to arrest the murderer. They saw the expressionless young man and the surprised-looking oiran standing in front of and behind them. Where were the soldiers to arrest them?

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"That boy..." A young diner covered his chest with his hands, wrinkled his face and whispered with a smile.

"Pah!" Before he could finish speaking, a loud slap sounded.

Yang Qing had no expression on his face, pinched his left arm with his right hand, refused to answer Peng Boyi, and turned around to walk towards the stairs.

"Brother Qing..." Ye Lingfei looked sad and called softly.

Yang Qing didn't look back and seemed not to hear.

Ye Lingfei was in tears and looked at the tall back sadly.

Peng Boyi was instructing the soldiers. When he turned around and saw this scene, he looked at the two of them with curiosity and whispered "coward". Then he raised the corner of his mouth and an inexplicable smile appeared on his gloomy face.

There were sounds of slaps, scoldings, and groans in the inn. The innkeeper nodded and hunched over. After a while, Cheng Wanliang and a less injured bodyguard arrived, and a group of forty or fifty people came out with a huff.

Inn.

Peng Boyi and Cheng Wanliang walked side by side, talking in low voices, but their eyes were glanced at Ye Lingfei, who was standing blankly in the inn, with a visibly tired back. Cheng Wanliang listened, wondering at first, then understanding, and finally nodded in agreement.

Ye Lingfei's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, her red lips were pursed tightly, big tears seeped into her mouth, with unspeakable bitterness, she tore the brocade handkerchief in her hand, and paused for a long time. The waiter frowned and complained in a low voice, with a hint of gloating in his expression.

The Yanyu Pavilion is a four-story magenta pavilion with luxurious decoration. The first floor is a spacious hall, with tables covered with red curtains and lacquered red stools scattered around. In the middle of the hall, there is a foot-wide staircase connecting the two-story pavilion, which is draped in red and green.

, it is like a stage for singing and dancing performances. The third and fourth floors are sleeping pavilions for sleeping. At this time, the doors and windows are closed.

Three young men in gray and white coarse cloth robes were yawning and packing up the tables, chairs and drinking utensils in the hall. They lowered their heads and squinted their eyes, thinking of saving enough money as soon as possible to go and have fun with Xiao Cui.

"Peng, Peng, Peng" the door was kicked loudly!

"Who is it? It's so early in the morning and I miss you so much!" The boy was interrupted from his thoughts and was very unhappy. He cursed in a low voice and went to open the door.

"Peng, Peng, Peng, open the door!" The wooden door shook violently, and it would fall apart after a few more kicks.

"Come on, come on." The boy's heart suddenly suddenly became a little less courageous. Seeing that his posture was not for fun, but for playing games, he winked at the timid boy next to him, and then trotted away.

I ran to the door, but before I could pull the latch, the two wooden doors were kicked open.

As soon as the door opened, eleven city defense troops holding red tasseled spears strode in. The leader was Wu De'an, the captain of ten who beat Bu Zhuang.

"Oh, you..., you military lords, you came so early to find a girl." The young man sat down on the ground and cursed casually. But when he saw the person, he quickly stood up, smiled and said flatteringly.

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"Damn it, this smell of alcohol, go and call me the old madam!" Wu De'an covered his nose in disgust, kicked the boy, and yelled.

"Master Jun, the landlady is sleeping, look..." the boy said awkwardly with a smile.

"Go as soon as you are told to go, there is so much nonsense, be careful I will castrate you!" Wu De'an raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes, and tilted his mouth, and said angrily.

"Yes, yes, yes." The boy didn't dare to shirk the blame, so he ducked down and ran away, thinking angrily in his heart, "I wished I could live here in the past, but today I'm pretending to be a wolf with a big tail."

The few boys who were still clearing away the tables and chairs hurriedly lowered their heads when they saw the menacing city defense troops looking at them.

After a while, a middle-aged woman with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair walked down the stairs. She pulled her collar to expose more of her already rough breasts. Before she even walked down the stairs, she complained, "Oh, Mr. Wu."

, I disturbed my sweet dream in such a hurry, and I haven’t been here for several days. Now I have to bring so many brothers to take care of the business."

The old bustard twisted his fat waist and came into the hall.

"Old Madam, please stop showing off. You are just giving me money, sir. I have to think about it." Wu De'an stared at the large patch of gray on the old Madam's chest and curled his lips.

"Hey, what's going on, Mr. Wu? I've offended you, even if you don't open your eyes!" The old madam was not angry, and moved the silk silk in her hand.

"Crack!"

Wu De'an's Adam's apple twitched unconsciously, stretched out his palm and slapped the old bustard's plump buttocks hard, causing him to tremble wildly. Then he said with a straight face, "Today is to redeem Ye Lingfei's life!"