The rich young man rides a horse and walks his dog, feeds on people and drives to play. Such a scene where people are inferior to dogs and such inhumane behavior is simply outrageous.

Several beggars were full of fear and tears, begging and howling, begging only a few young masters to forgive them and not to make fun of them. But the young masters were laughing loudly, looking comfortable and fun, as if the beggars hunted by hunting dogs in front of them were not humans, but just like hares. [bsp;    "Run for me quickly, otherwise I will let my dog ​​bite you to death! Damn things, why not hurry up!"

Among the wealthy young men, the young man in the middle was wearing a long gown, a white soap scarf, a cowhide boots, and a warm white jade hanger, a ferocious face, and a perverted ecstasy.

The young man's words scared the beggars quickly accelerated, fearing that they would be bitten by the hunting dog behind them and would die without a complete body.

Seeing that the beggars were speeding up, the laughter of these wealthy young men became louder. The young man in the middle nodded and smiled, "Haha, hurry up, hurry up for me! Haha..."

When Ximen Qing saw this scene, he jumped up on the spot. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth. The blue veins on his forehead were exposed. His handsome face was hideous and terrifying, as if he was possessed by a demon. His eyes were exposed with a cold light, as if he could swallow a wolf and drive away a tiger.

Ximen Qing pulled out the knife on his waist and cursed: "Things that are worse than pigs and dogs are not humane. If you bully the people like this, I will kill them today to leave some Qingming for the world!"

Just when Ximen Qing was about to kill him, she was stopped by Song Qing.

Song Qing hurriedly said, "Emperor Yi, be calm, be calm. The man in the middle is Hao Jian, the son of the magistrate of Yuncheng County, and the god-sun of Yang Jian, Tokyo. If you kill him, you will be seriously guilty and will also implicate your family. If Yang Jian knew that Hao Jian was dead, he would definitely kill you nine clans!"

Song Jiang was also angry, clenched his fists, thinking about killing all over the world, and cutting those bastards who were alive and unraveled. But he still said helplessly: "Yes, Emperor Yi, that bastard is Hao Jian. Don't be reckless. Remember what I said last night and don't act rashly. Now, killing him for a moment of anger will be too great. You have to think about your family!"

Killing these bastards is nothing, but if they harm their family because of killing them, it would be a little bit more worthwhile. Song Jiang and Song Qing are not saints. Although they are angry, they can only endure it because of their family.

Ximen Qing looked at Song Jiang and Song Qing, and the tightly held the knife without any slacking off, but instead held it tighter. Ximen Qing's hideous face pulled a gloomy smile, and he heard him say in a deep voice: "Brother, don't worry, second brother, I, Ximen Qing, is not the kind of person without brains, and will not be impulsive, hehe... Since it is so bright now, I will wait and not kill them. However, if I don't kill them now, it's hard to say tonight! Humph! If I want to kill someone, even if he is a god, I will have to cut him into two swords at my life! But now I must save those people and can't be a fool of them like that!"

After saying that, he broke free from Song Qing's hand and walked up with a knife.

The qi cyclone flowed in the fatal hole, and the internal force on his feet was scattered. With a whoosh, Ximen Qing came to the beggars like snow. Then his waist knife flew, and cut off the ropes on their bodies like a storm. Then Ximen Qing churned his left hand and a few stones shot out, hitting the mount of the rich young master at a speed that was lightning speed!

The fierce horses neighed and their front hooves were raised. The rich young men were frightened and fell down one by one in fear. They all fell into dismay. The gorgeous clothes were covered with mud, so ugly!

Ximen Qing put away his knife, quickly helped the beggars on the ground up, and helped them to sit aside and rest.

These beggars sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and then quickly knelt in front of Ximen Qing, with a sad voice and thanked miserably: "Thank you, my benefactor, thank you for your life-saving grace!"

The crying sounded sad, and Ximen Qing felt a little sad and his eyes were a little wet.

Then, the murderous intent in his heart became even more exciting, and he secretly said, "Don't deal with these bastards at night and let them know what is amazing!"

The rich young man who fell to the ground wailed repeatedly, and was then quickly helped up by the servants behind him. They glared at Ximen Qing, wishing they could swallow Ximen Qing alive. They were all arrogant people in Yuncheng. When did they ever suffer such anger?

Hao Jian's head full of soil was so funny. After being helped up by Zheng Da and the other two, he shouted at Ximen Qing: "Damn beast, do you know who I am? Do you want to die, do you dare to bully me, look for me..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Ximen Qing's waist knife was placed on his neck, so fast that he didn't notice it at all.

Feeling the cold blade on his neck, Hao Jian was cursing arrogantly and burped, swallowing his saliva, his eyes wide as if he was as big as a bull's eyes, and then begging: "I am Hao Jian, my father is the magistrate of Yuncheng, and my grandfather is Yang Jian. You must know that if you dare to hurt me at all, that is the serious crime of killing the nine clans, so, so be careful that you have to get the knife, don't, don't move!"

Ximen Qing looked at Hao Jian coldly and asked, "What did you say just now? Is there a way to say it again?"

Hao Jian swallowed and hurriedly said, "I, I, what did I say? You have to know, my grandfather is Yang Jian!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ximen Qing's mouth and said, "Yang Jian, is it that non-woman who is not a man? He is your grandfather? What do you care about me?"

After saying that, he returned to the sheath of the waist knife, and kicked Hao Jian several meters away with a flying kick.

That's right, Hao Jian has a strong background, and Ximen Qing cannot kill him now! But the arrogant Ximen Qing has to teach him a lesson! Beggars are also humans, and they are born to their parents. It's really a beast to do this!

The other wealthy young men quickly lowered their heads and did not dare to speak anymore. Hao Jian was kicked out with such a tough identity. Do they dare to show off their accomplices?

"Bang!"

Hao Jian fell to the ground, and another dog came to eat shit, and only swallowed all the food he had eaten in the morning. After being helped up by Zheng Da, Zheng Er and Zheng San, he covered his face and shouted: "Do you kick me? You dare to scold me for being a grandfather. It's so evil, you deserve to die. Come on, take me, take me, and kill this damn person! Kill him!"
Chapter completed!