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Chapter Seventeen

After asking about the passing, I found out where the restaurant was and it was not far away.

But at this moment, several people were blocking the front.

The man in the head is gorgeously dressed and looks quite handsome.

However, he stood loose, slanted left and right, with a bit of lustful smile on his face, his eyes flashed, and his color was not right.

Playboy!

Xiaoyu opened her eyes wide, full of curiosity.

Among many stories she has heard, there is no shortage of playboys who are greasy and bullying men and women.

The guy in front of him, regardless of his eyes, standing posture, and smile, all interpreted the image of a playboy to the fullest and was a model.

Qingyuan frowned slightly and said, "What's the point of doing?"

"This young master's surname is Wang."

The prince narrowed his eyes, and a strange color flashed through his eyes.

He felt abnormal today.

Although I have never restrained myself and acted misbehaving, I mostly attacked those who know the bottom of the city. As for those from other places, especially those who don’t seem easy to mess with, I never dare to be presumptuous.

He likes women and occasionally sees foreign women in the city. No matter how beautiful he is, he must find out his identity before he dares to take action.

Those who are unknown and cannot find out clearly are itchy and have a talented person, so they have to give up.

Although the people in front of them were dressed simply, they were quite elegant and did not show vulgarity. Especially the young man, who was of extraordinary temperament, was much better than the noble and noble young men he had ever seen, and he also had a long military sword on his waist.

It is said that this kind of person will not attack easily.

But for some reason today, he couldn't hold back.

The little girl next to her is a beautiful woman with a delicate appearance.

He licked his lips and couldn't help but reach out.

Qingyuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

At this time, a black palm stretched over.

The palm was in the sleeve, and he held the forearm of Prince Wang through the sleeve.

Prince Wang felt that he was being held by an iron plier and could not move. His forearm was in unbearable pain. His face was pale, cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, and he turned his head and wanted to scold him.

However, when he saw the owner of the arm, he was inexplicably shocked.

The man was covered in a black robe, and his head and face were hard to see clearly. Only two golden eyes shining out from the darkness, with a chilling and fierce look. And that arm was even more astonishing and his sleeves were obviously very long, which allowed the man in a black robe to cover the long arms.

"Such a long arm?"

Prince Wang was shocked, and then there was a pain in his abdomen.

Qingyuan kicked, hitting the man's lower abdomen.

Prince Wang cried out in pain, covered his stomach with his other hand, and squatted down.

The mandrill let him go.

Qingyuan looked cold and kicked him to the ground with another kick.

Seeing this, the servants behind them caught up.

These servants have never practiced martial arts and rely on the large number of people. How can they have any skills?

The mandrill ran up. It took a few strokes of its own skin and thick flesh, and then knocked all the servants to the ground, all of which were broken bones and broken tendons and blood flowed.

"Walk……"

The prince covered his nose, with blood all over his fingers. He didn't put down any harsh words. He waved his hand and left with a head in disgrace.

The people around him quickly dispersed and made way for him.

Kiyohara looked at the direction he left, showing a little chill, turning his head to look at the direction he came, showing a look of thought.

"You... should you leave the city soon."

A voice came over. This was the stall owner of a small stall next to him. He looked middle-aged and his eyes were a little dodging. He was packing up his things, as if he was afraid of being implicated.

He quickly packed up his things and said, "That prince is not easy to mess with. If you hurt him, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay in this city."

Upon hearing this, Qingyuan asked: "It seems that this prince has a lot of bad deeds?"

"Who doesn't know the Prince of the Wang family in Licheng?"

The stall owner shook his head, and said helplessly: "He has always been arrogant and does everything he wants to do, often bully men and dominate women. Just half a month ago, in a village under Li County, there was a beautiful girl who was snatched back to the mansion by him. Later, the girl committed suicide. He was angry because of this and burned the girl's family again."

Qingyuan was silent immediately, and he regretted letting the previous person go.

Mr. Ge's eyes were a little angry and said, "Murdering and setting fires is the crime of beheading."

"But no one convicted him." The stall owner smiled bitterly: "Everyone knows that it was his evil deed, but the county government officials said that they could not find the clue, so they would be left alone."

Mr. Ge said in a deep voice: "So this is harmful to the will of heaven, is there no kingly law in this city?"

"have!"

The stall owner spread his hands and mocked: "There are eight kingly laws in Li County, and his uncle belongs to one of them."

Qingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Eight Dao Kings Methods? What is this statement?"

The stall owner replied: "In Li County, the eight families who can act recklessly without restrictions are the eight kingly laws."

Kiyohara asked, "Who is his uncle?"

The stall owner replied: "His uncle's surname is Wang, and he is the master of the Wang family."

Kiyohara said: "Who is Mr. Wang?"

The stall owner shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I still have to do business. It would be fine to remind you, but I dare not say anything extra."

"The Master of the Wang family is naturally Wang Yuanwai."

At this time, someone passed by again. Hearing this, he stopped and answered.

"Extraordinary?"

Mr. Ge said: "Just like this is a free job in a foreigner, his nephew dares to kill and set fire. Is there really no one in the city?"

His words were deep and he couldn't help but be angry.

He once served in the army and fought with the army. When he saw that old friends were wrapped in horses and blood sprinkled on the battlefield in the past, the Shu Kingdom that he defended was still in such chaos, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

The passerby glanced at him and shook his head and said, "No one dared to care."

Kiyohara frowned and asked, "If the official broke the law, he would have to commit suicide. Why is his nephew so arrogant?"

Passers-by pondered for a moment and said, "Because Wang has a relative in the capital."

Mr. Ge was stunned and asked, "Relative?"

"No," said the passerby: "his relative runs a restaurant."

Mr. Ge became more and more surprised: "Whoever opens a restaurant?"

Passers-by looked around and said, "That restaurant is a delivery to Hu's Mansion."

Qingyuan pondered: "Hu Mansion?"

"Yes." The passerby hesitated a little and nodded, "Hu Mansion."

Qingyuan asked: "Which Hu Mansion?"

The passerby shook his head and stopped answering, as if he was a little avoided, speeded up and left in a hurry.

"Which Hu family is there?"

The stall owner packed up the things in his hand, carried them on his body, glanced at them, expressionless, and said, "Of course it is Hu Hao and Lord Hu's mansion."

After saying that, the stall owner was carrying something, cursing and left in a hurry.

"Hu Hao?"

Mr. Ge was silent for a moment and suddenly laughed at himself.

"Relying on a relative who delivers vegetables to the Hu family, the Wang family dares to trample on the king's law like this, and a nephew of the Wang family can kill and set fire... The law formulated by the prime minister back then turned into a false statement?"

He spoke with a sad voice, his tone was low, and his eyes were filled with anger.
Chapter completed!
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