Daming Super Daddy

Holding the knife in his right hand, Zhu Song patted his body while talking, but found that the jade pendant on the left side of his waist was gone, replaced by a cold waist card.

Zhu Song looked down, but saw that the waist card had black characters made of copper, and on the front there were only two large characters with iron and silver hooks: 'Jinyi'.

"It's Jin Yiwei!" Zhu Song was startled.

"The old man thanked the young master for saving his life!"

While Zhu Song was startled, the old man came out and thanked him respectfully.

"Don't deal with those fake things, just agreed, a reward of 1 taels of silver!" Zhu Song came back to his senses, squinted at the old man, and stretched out his hand to ask for it, not polite at all.

The little boy, the master and the servant, who were still very grateful at first, heard this, and the expression of gratitude on their faces disappeared immediately, and the little boy's arrogant attributes appeared again. When he looked at Zhu Song, he looked disgusted.

"My lord, shall we run first? Why do those people seem to be coming for us?" At this time, Zhu Yishan interjected weakly.

Hurala!

Before Zhu Song could reply, those yelling yamen servants rushed forward, and surrounded Zhu Song and the others without saying a word.

"My lord, Xiuchun Dao, Jinyi Order, they are right!"

A yamen servant pointed to something in Zhu Song's hand, and whispered a report to a fat yamen servant with a round face, fat cheeks, and a pot belly.

Fatty's face suddenly showed joy, he waved his hand, and said: "Catch them all, catch them all for me!"

Swish!

Following Fatty's order, the servants rushed forward.

"Damn it, why are these guys indiscriminate and arrest people as soon as they come up?"

Facing these wolf-like servants, Zhu Song's face finally changed. After all, his body is too weak now, and it is difficult to deal with these twenty or so servants.

"You guys, why didn't you ask the cause of the matter before you did it?" The old man's face was full of anger.

"The reason? When you get to the Yamen, you can explain the reason in detail!"

The yamen servants didn't give the old man a chance to explain, they rushed over one by one and punched the old man.

"damn it!"

I thought I was saved, but I didn't expect that just after I left the wolf's den, I entered the tiger's mouth again.

Compared to the angry old man, the tsundere little boy was a little frightened, his little mouth was flattened, and he was about to cry.

Children, how many of them are naturally courageous?It's normal to behave like this.

Look on the other side.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Zhu Song stepped on the gossip step, thrusting left and right among the twenty yamen servants, slippery like a loach, let those yamen servants swing their fists and kicks, but they couldn't attack him.

In fact, Zhu Song's previous judgment was wrong, he still thinks too highly of these yamen servants, it's hard to win over Zhu Song with just these [-] yamen servants who are as skilled as green-skinned bastards.

As for Zhu Yishan, this nagging little companion finally has a place to use.

He didn't know where he got a thick wooden stick, and when a single yamen servant rushed out, he rushed up and swung the stick hard.

No, before the time for a cup of tea has passed, five or six yamen servants have already been recruited.

Chapter 3 Happy to be a father

Damn, twenty big men rounded up four old, weak, sick and disabled, and they still couldn't attack for a long time?

The fat yamen servant who hid aside and watched all this, was so angry in his heart.

His small eyes were blazing, and he walked around in the crowd of gang fights.

Suddenly, the fat man's eyes lit up, he rolled his eyes, and sneaked into the melee crowd.

"Hey, the thieves inside, listen, if you don't want this brat to die, put down your weapon and surrender immediately! Otherwise, I'll tell this brat to move his head now!"

Just as Zhu Song and the others overthrew the sixth yamen servant, Fatty's voice sounded from outside the battle circle.

The three of them followed the voice and saw that the fat man had a ferocious expression on his face, holding a gleaming steel knife in his hand, and the steel knife was resting on the little boy's neck.

The little boy's body was twitching in fright, his face was bitter, and he shed tears in grievance.

"Fucking despicable!" Zhu Song spat in his heart, cursing in a low voice.

"Young master!" The old man was in a hurry, and he put down his pole and was about to rush forward.

"You fucking court death!" Zhu Song held him tightly, even if he rushed up, it would be a death sentence.

"My lord, what should we do now?" Zhu Yishan, holding the old man in his left hand and a big stick in his right, asked in a low voice.

Zhu Song didn't reply, but glanced at the fat man and the little boy, and suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, fat man, I don't know that child, if you want to kill him, what does it have to do with me? "

"Huh?" Hearing this answer, the fat man's eyes almost popped out.

No, if that young man didn't know this brat, then how did they cooperate so well and fight so hard just now?

Seemingly seeing Fatty's hesitation, Zhu Song even began to instigate Fatty to quickly wipe the little boy's neck:

"I said, Fatty, why don't you hurry up? Anyway, that kid also met me once. After you kill him, I'll kill you again. It's just to avenge that little guy." !"

Zhu Song's words made the fat yamen servant a little bit at a loss. How about pretending to be a good group compared to flying together?

Could it be that the four of them are really not in the same group?

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't give me face, give him a slash like this... simply and neatly, it's all done!" Zhu Song had a dangerous smile on his face, stretched out the Xiuchun knife in his hand, and gesticulated under his neck for a moment.

"Wow!"

Yes, the little boy was frightened and howled.

"you……"

The old man was so beaten that his face turned blue and purple, and stared at Zhu Song in front of him, his eyes were burning.

"me……"

The fat man was completely speechless, not only relaxed his vigilance, even the steel knife in his hand was loose.

"Old man, go pick up your young master!"

Seeing this scene, Zhu Song's eyes flashed brightly, his body leaped out like a leopard, and at the same time, the Xiuchun knife gesticulating under his neck came back sideways in an instant, pointing forward with the tip of the knife.