The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Integrating the will of dozens of scholars and masters, the spiritual coercion released by Jiang Ming is not inferior to Xing Yaowu.

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Zhao Zhenghao knelt down in humiliation, the terrifying coercion made it hard for him to breathe.

He had no choice but to say: "Miss Hongye, yes, I'm sorry..."

As soon as the words came out, the oppressive feeling disappeared instantly.

I actually witnessed the arrogant Zhao family kneeling and apologizing in front of Yi Ji. . .Everyone present had an unreal sense of illusion, just like dreaming.

The Yi Ji girls who had been bullied covered their mouths with their hands in surprise, as if they couldn't believe it.

The tears in Hongye girl's eyes could no longer be suppressed, and they flowed out like a bank burst.

Chapter 90: Color batch

Zhao Zhenghao's face was gloomy.

This is definitely the most humiliating day in his more than 40 years of life.

Kneeling and apologizing to a Yi Ji in full view, he felt ashamed.

"My friend, I have already apologized, you can let our father and son go."

After the pressure was removed, Zhao Zhenghao stood up with a livid face but did not lose his mind.

Receiving Jiang Ming's affirmative reply, he dragged his son away from this embarrassing occasion.

The pace is so great that I can't wait to walk outside the door in one step.

Without squinting, he knew that the eyes of the people around him must be full of sarcasm.

The fist hidden in the sleeve kept twitching due to excessive force.

Watching the father and son leave, everyone in Le Art Square burst into cheers.

"The one surnamed Zhao finally got his retribution, happy and happy!"

"That son-of-a-bitch Zhao Zhen molested my sister a few days ago, and I, an ordinary person, can't do anything about him. Fortunately, this little brother made such a fuss for us."

"Not afraid of power and supporting the people, this is the demeanor of a warrior. Compared with those few Zhao family eagle dogs, they are simply shit."

"That's right, it's no wonder that I was beaten all over the floor looking for teeth, and my ideological consciousness is too far behind!"

Everyone scolded the dog in the water, and they were hooked.

Artistes are even more excited, looking at Jiang Ming with a different kind of light in their eyes,

"Thank you son for upholding justice for the slave family."

Hongye lowered her body towards Jiang Ming, her eyes filled with tears.

This was the third time she cried within an hour.

The first two times were bitter tears when he was bullied by Zhao Zhen and his son, but this time they were tears of emotion.

A man is willing to do so much for her, which is what many women dream of.

What's more, this man is so handsome.

"Miss Hongye, you don't have to be polite, Jiang Mou also has selfish intentions in doing so."

Jiang Ming smiled warmly, "If the girl leaves Chang'an, I won't be able to see such a beautiful dance."

Hongye's heart skipped a beat, and two blushes appeared on her pretty face.

She glanced at Jiang Ming affectionately, and said shyly, "Since you like it, Hongye will present a dance for you."

After speaking, she returned to the stage and danced to the sound of the piano.

The dancing posture is wonderful, as if a fairy descended to earth, and she would send electricity to the audience from time to time.

The men present were all fascinated by it, but when they thought that the target of the discharge was not themselves, they couldn't help getting angry.

"Dog thief, even if you vent our anger for us, I will not allow you to rob my Hongye wife!"

"Damn it, why is he so handsome, so good at fighting, and so good at flirting!"

Jiang Ming admired the dance happily, and suddenly felt countless malice surrounding him.

There seems to be something wrong with these people around, forget it, leave them alone, Miss Hongye winked at me again. . .Jiang Ming smiled back, and Hongye licked her red lips charmingly.

In her eyes, Jiang Ming was the only one in the audience.

The neglected males bent down en masse, and instead of bowing, they were looking for sticks.

Kill you bastard!

The Yi girls looked at Hongye with envious eyes, and shouted in their hearts why not me! ! !

Marco Polo's heart was full of lies, and he summed it up in one sentence: "Jiang Ming, you deserve it!"

After Hongye finished a dance, she jumped hard towards the audience.

The person is in the air, the red dress is fluttering, and the beauty is beyond measure.

She took out an umbrella from nowhere, opened it with a splash, and slowly floated towards Jiang Ming with the cushion.

Jiang Ming hooked his mouth and reached out to catch her.

One arm around the waist, one hand on the hip.

Soft and elastic, perfect touch.

"Young master, I don't know your name yet."

Hongye snuggled into her warm embrace, and dishonest touches came from her willow waist and buttocks, but she didn't stop her.

"Jiang Ming, ginger with green onions, ginger and garlic, the girl with red leaves has such a waist." Jiang Ming had a righteous smile on his face, but he was secretly doing unruly things with his hands.

Hongye glared at him coquettishly, and said: "Hongye is my stage name, son, please call me natal, my name is Gongsunli."

Gongsun Li. . .Jiang Ming was stunned, and his right hand stopped at Hongye's waist.

No wonder it always feels a little familiar. It turns out that Hongye is the beauty hero Gongsunli among the kings.

But this is unreasonable, how could Gongsunli be a weak woman without cultivation.