my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 758: Toasting, not eating, drinking and punishing

Picking up a gold ingot, put it to his mouth and bit it, there were tooth marks, it was not a gold-plated copper ingot. After Yuan Batian inspected them one by one, he accepted six gold ingots with a smile on his face, and put them into his cuffs one by one.

"Xiaoyu, entertain this young master well."

Yuan Batian patted Xiaoyu on the shoulder, but didn't mention the prostitution contract, obviously he didn't intend to let him go.

Seeing him getting up and leaving, Xiaoyu quickly stopped him and said, "God, my contract of betrayal..."

"Crack~~"

Yuan Batian raised his hand and slapped Xiaoyu dizzy, and scolded: "I have been drinking my food since I was a snack, and I want to leave if I don't make enough money. How can it be so cheap?"

Xiaoyu retorted: "But Mr. Pan has already given me the money."

"How dare you talk back!"

Yuan Batian suddenly raised one foot, and kicked it mercilessly. If he hit this foot, Xiaoyu would not be able to get out of bed for ten days and a half months.

It's just that before his foot kicked down, it was broken with a bang by a stick that came out of nowhere.

Bang!
Yuan Batian fell to the ground, looked at his right foot bent at ninety degrees, and let out a hysterical howl.

"Ah... ah... my leg... my leg is broken!"

"God~~"

Guigong and the old bustard were stunned.

The two stared blankly at the young man who suddenly rose up.

He looked gentle, but he didn't expect to be so ruthless with his hands, and if he didn't agree with him, he would break his legs.

"Yuan Batian, you are so courageous! If I don't teach you a lesson today, if I don't teach you a lesson today, how can you hang around here in the future?"

Pan Haodong held a stool leg, stared at Yuan Batian condescendingly, raised his hand and hit Yuan Batian on the head with a "bang".

Yuan Batian's head was instantly opened.

This was the result of Pan Haodong's control of his strength. If he didn't control his strength well, he would have defeated Yuan Batian in one fell swoop.

"Mr. Pan, beat him to death."

Xiaoyu covered her face and shouted excitedly.

If someone else was rough on Yuan Batian, she would definitely be worried, but Pan Haodong is different. Mr. Pan is the sworn brother of Guanyin Bodhisattva, let alone beating Yuan Batian, even if he goes to Beijing to fight the emperor, he will be fine.

"Young master."

"I can't, I can't!"

The old bustard hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, for fear that Pan Haodong would kill Yuan Batian and lose his job.

"Go away."

Shocking the madam away with soft force, Pan Haodong turned on the mode of abuse, and greeted Yuan Batian with one stick after another. The beating was so hot that Xiaoyu also enjoyed watching it very much.

Only the old bustard and Mr. Gui were frightened.

Yuan Batian is dead.

They will definitely not survive tonight. For those who can open Yichun Hospital, it is useless to rely on ruthlessness. The most important thing is the big backer. Yuan Batian's uncle is the magistrate of Tiantai County.

My father started his business by opening a gambling stall.

The Yuan family is not easy to mess with in the local area. It is easy to kill Yuan Batian. There are many people in Tiantai County who can do it. Could it be to deal with the Yuan family's revenge.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

"Bang!"

Amidst the sound of beating Yuan Batian with sticks, there was a sound of porcelain colliding suddenly.

Xiaoyu moved a vase from nowhere, and slammed it on top of Yuan Batian's head. Yuan Batian, who had already died half of his life, suddenly closed his eyes and passed out.

"..."

Pan Haodong looked at Xiaoyu blankly.

Xiaoyu looked shy, lowered her head and said: "Mr. Pan, seeing you fighting so vigorously, I wanted to help you, but I didn't expect to beat him unconscious."

"Forget it, come upstairs with me!"

Pan Haodong dropped the stool leg in his hand, waved his hand, took back the six ingots of gold ingots, turned and walked out of the room.

Xiaoyu followed closely behind.

Leaving Gui Gong and the old bustard facing each other.

After a long time, the old bustard said: "How about we run away!"

"Where can I escape?" Gui Gong spread his hands.

They all signed the contract of sale, so what if they escaped from Tiantai County?
As long as they don't have enough money to buy an identity, they will be arrested one day. At that time, their life will be worse than their death...

third floor.

The room where Yuan Batian lives.

Pan Haodong pushed away the bookshelf that didn't contain any books, then pried open a few wall bricks, and took out a wooden box from inside. After breaking the lock in an understatement, he took out a stack of deeds of sale hidden inside.

However, Xiaoyu's attention was not on the sale deed, but on the dozens of ingots of gold and the land deed in the box.

"Wow, a lot of gold!"

Xiaoyu said with bright eyes: "Mr. Pan, how about the gold and land deeds in the box, how about we add five points to each other?"

"Everything beautiful is mine."

Pan Haodong glared at her.

Then, he took away all the gold and title deeds in a grand manner, and said: "Take these sales deeds, go downstairs and ask your sisters, if anyone wants to go to Panjiazhuang, take them away."

"Okay!"

Xiaoyu smiled sweetly, took a stack of deeds of sale, and went downstairs cheerfully.

Soon, the lady of Yichun Courtyard was called together by Xiaoyu, and she climbed onto a table, raised the contract of sale in her hand, and said loudly: "This pile! It's our contract of sale, yes Mr. Pan took it out of Yuan Batian's room, if any of you want to leave Yichun Courtyard, just step forward, I will find out your contract of sale, burn you and you will be free."

"..."

The opportunity to regain freedom is at hand, but none of the ladies summoned by Xiaoyu to the lobby dared to step forward.

Needless to say the reason.

Naturally, he was afraid of Yuan Batian, afraid that if he walked out of Yichun Courtyard today, he would die on the street tomorrow.

Yuan Batian is a very cruel person with a tyrannical temperament. Over the years since the establishment of Yichun Academy, at least a dozen people have been beaten to death. These people are not all against Yuan Batian, and some of them are just because Yuan Batian is in a bad mood. Well, call them into the room and play to death.

The ladies of Yichunyuan have succumbed to the "God" for many years. Even if they have the chance to be free, they still dare not act rashly for fear of getting burned.

Seeing this scene, Pan Haodong sighed lightly, then turned his head to look at the second floor, and shouted at Mr. Gui, who was a cat at the door: "Mr. Gui, drag Yuan Batian out."

"Ah, this..." Mr. Gui was at a loss.

"If you don't want to die, just do it."

Pan Haodong glared at Mr. Gui coldly. Mr. Gui trembled in fright. He quickly followed the instructions and dragged Yuan Batian, whose face was covered with blood and whose legs were broken, out of the small jade room.

"God was killed?"

"It doesn't seem to be dead, just fainted from serious injuries."

"God is so miserable! But when I saw his appearance, why did I want to laugh?"

"I also have this feeling."

"God is really eye-opening."

The ladies started talking in whispers.

A lady who had been abused by Yuan Batian calmly analyzed the current situation, stepped forward and said, "Xiaoyu, I'll go with you."

"it is good."

Xiaoyu dug out a contract of prostitution: "Xiaojin, this is your contract of prostitution, burn it yourself!"

"Thank you~~" Xiaojin thanked repeatedly.

"It's not thanking me, Young Master Xie Pan."

"Thank you Mr. Pan."

When Xiao Jin got his contract of selling himself and burned it in public.

Many people stood up again.

Freedom is what people desire from the bottom of their hearts. They didn't dare before because they were afraid of Yuan Batian, but now they see Yuan Batian being dragged out of the room like a dead dog.

They are not so afraid.

What's more, if Mr. Pan dared to seriously injure Yuan Batian in Yichun Courtyard, he must have his confidence.

Give it a go!
Under the leadership of Xiaoyu and Xiaojin, the girls of Yichunyuan mustered up their courage and burned their contracts of prostitution one by one. After that, they hurriedly packed some clothes and followed Pan Haodong to Panjiazhuang.

(End of this chapter)