Dad, this seems to be the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 46

Zhao Guangmei wanted to fight with her, but Sun Yue immediately agreed after a little flustered.

To be honest, if people like Lao Fang come to the house to cause trouble, it can't be called a fight at all. The opposite is just a brothel. They are a group of losers who have had their backbones ripped out and can only rely on bullying women to suck blood. However, people like Lao Fang, Even with a little organization, he dared to attack the patrol battalion. The two sides were not on the same level at all, so he was not very worried about Zhao Guangmei's safety.

Zhao Kuangyin is not the kind of wealthy emperor who is raised in a deep palace. His status today is achieved by a dragon stick, so he should not dislike Zhao Guangmei fighting in person, and even think that men should be like this, as long as they don't bully others , and for good reason, he would even feel relieved.

The really difficult part of this farce is not the fighting part, but the ending part after the fight. Bringing Zhao Guangmei is more useful than bringing a hundred iron wrench fingers.

When I came to the place, I found that the door was closed tightly, and there was no intention of welcoming guests.

Bang!
Two strong men under the old Fang, each with a big hammer, smashed the door open. Sun Chunming walked in first, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly: "Ronger~~! I'm here to save you!" You are here~~"

When the men in the courtyard heard the commotion, they rushed out one after another, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands, but they came out to see the posture behind Sun Chunming. . . . .

Didn't this mean that this frankly is a businessman who opened a restaurant? Who told me what those strong men who followed him were?
Today's Lao Fang, his engineering team has a scale of more than [-] people, all of whom are old brothers he knew in the Houhan. These people can be construction workers if they pick up bricks, but if they pick up weapons. . . .

His third uncle finally appeared, and his legs felt numb for a while when he saw the situation, but he stood up reluctantly and said, "What are you doing? Make trouble, right? We belong to Mr. Wei."

Sun Yue said disdainfully: "Bah! When Prime Minister Wei's name comes out of your mouth, I feel sick for Mr. Wei."

Sun Chunming walked over in a big way, grabbed the third uncle by the neck and dragged him out of the crowd, but none of the so-called family members who surrounded the third uncle dared to move.

Sun Chunming glanced at these bastards with disdain, spat on the ground contemptuously, and said coldly, "What are they?"

Immediately, Sun Chunming ignored them, looked at the so-called third uncle who was about to pee his pants, and slapped him on the face.

"I, I, I, I tell you, don't act recklessly. If you act recklessly, Mr. Wei will not let you go."

"Wei Xianggong, huh? Wei Xianggong, Wei Xianggong was famous all his life, why did he get involved with a scum like you, bastard, you are dead today, let alone Wei Xianggong, Guanyin will save you when he comes. Not you, I said."

After finishing speaking, Sun Chunming drew out the sword and stabbed him fiercely in the stomach. He couldn't relieve his anger for a while, so he drew it out and stabbed him two or three times until the intestines flowed out and scattered all over the ground, and he was completely dead. let go.

After killing people, Sun Chunming's expression didn't change a bit, and he pointed at the crowd with a bloody sword in his hand: "Where is Yang Rong?"

How could the crowd dare to say more nonsense, they quickly let Yang Rong go, and all Yingying and Yanyan of the family followed Yang Rong and let them out. Yang Rong looked at Sun Chunming, who was covered in blood, and rushed up. While crying, he said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have let you do such a thing."

"Okay, okay, it's okay, it's all over."

With that said, Sun Chunming put his arm around Yang Rong's shoulders and started to walk out.

"Sister Yang Rong, take us along."

"Yes, Sister Yang Rong, take us with you, please, Sister Yang Rong."

Yang Rong turned her head and said with a smile: "What I said before still counts. Sisters who are willing to go with me, bring your own property and just go. I announce that I, Yang Rong, will officially separate."

When all the women heard the words, they all happily packed their bags and left. This made the men feel furious. Once these women are gone, then they will. . . .Are you going to starve to death?
But looking at Sun Chunming's vicious look, this group of spineless people really couldn't muster up the courage to resist.

On the contrary, Zhao Guangmei, who was inexplicably excited along the way, was not happy. He grew up so big, and finally had to fight, and it ended like this?What a mess these people are!What about the ability to bully his own woman?

Really upset, Zhao Guangmei rushed over, grabbed a man who looked quite strong, and slapped him, "Are you angry?"

The man didn't respond.

He ran in front of another man, and still slapped him: "Fight back."

The man still didn't respond.

In the same way, they slapped out more than 20 mouths, but no one dared to react.

Zhao Guangmei shook her head in disappointment, and had no interest in continuing to play, so she complained helplessly: "What are these things?"

After a while, the women packed up their things and went downstairs, and Yang Rong's belongings were also packed up. At this moment, there was a commotion outside, and hundreds of heavily armed guards surrounded the place. up.

patrol battalion.

The men in the courtyard were overjoyed: "Mr. Jun~Mr. Jun~ You have to make the decision for us! These criminals broke into our house in broad daylight to kill and rob, you must make the decision for us~"

Sun Chunming snorted coldly, he wasn't surprised that the patrol battalion came, it was strange if he didn't come, and he was naturally ready to face the patrol battalion, he raised his leg and kicked it, which happened to hit the speaker's legs. Between the legs, it seemed that he didn't take the patrol battalion seriously at all.

The patrol battalion surrounded the crowd, the leader was wearing a gilded light armor, with thick eyebrows and big eyes without anger, he walked in alone with his arms folded, and frowned when he saw the chaos in the room, Glancing at Lao Fang and the others, he said, "Whoever is in charge, come out and speak."

Lao Fang waved his arms and wanted to stand up, but was stopped by Sun Chunming.

"I'm."

Sun Chunming was not an unknown person in the patrol battalion. The previous inspector of the capital, Wang Yansheng, was kicked down by him beating drums to complain of grievances. Immediately, a soldier who recognized him crawled next to the general's ear and told him his identity.

The general raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "So you are Sun Chunming, then I have really admired your name for a long time. At the foot of the majestic emperor, more than 300 soldiers were dispatched to break into the private house and commit murder in broad daylight. It is so brave. Ah, put down the weapon for me, or you will be shot to death."

On the other side, when the men of the Yang family saw the savior, they naturally raised the corners of their mouths with a smile on their faces. Zhao Guangmei picked up a stick and slapped them on the head, "Smile, laugh at your mother, laugh again!" ?”

The general at the head was stunned, because Zhao Guangmei didn't see clearly with his back turned to him, so he scolded: "Hey! That kid over there, what are you doing?"

Zhao Guangmei put down the stick when she heard the words, she turned her head under the hopeful eyes of everyone in the Yang family, and said with a bright smile, "Brother Murong, your armor is so majestic, you can make me a suit later."

"Three... three kings? Why are you here!"

These men in the Yang family are stupid.

　Yesterday, a lot of people said that I am a badass, so I want to discuss with you. I wanted to build a hug in the book review area, but I was afraid that it would affect my grades. After all, it is still in the new book period. If there are too many bad reviews, this book Just hang up, hmm. . . . .Let’s talk about it in this chapter. How many people think it’s bloody, and how many people think it’s good. I’ll read your opinions. If you think there are more bloody things, I won’t write similar plots in the future. In fact, although such a routine It's a bit vulgar, but I have to admit that most of the popular books follow this routine, and even a lot of the whole book relies on this routine to go back and forth, and then it becomes a boutique, do I also want to learn it? , It’s true that my style is a little bit off, and I’m actually quite laborious in writing, but for the sake of grades, let’s count the proportions of those who like to read and those who don’t. If it’s self-defeating, I won’t need it in the future .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)