"Help, come quickly, I'm going to hit someone!"

Among the crowd, one person was lying on the ground holding his head and crying hard.

And a young man in a brocade robe and jade belt was riding on him, fighting constantly.

There were people eating melons around, and although they were all pointing and whispering, no one came forward to start a fight or ask why.

There was a younger noble boy next to him. He had a round body and a simple and honest appearance.

The distinguished young man was really not used to being surrounded by so many people pointing fingers, so he could only step forward and persuade him: "Stop fighting, you want me to watch, so forget it?"

The noble disciple who hit someone seemed unheard of and was still greeting the person below him with his fists.

At this moment, Zhang Ren finally jumped into the crowd. As a good young man of the new era, he would certainly not tolerate those noble children who bully others based on their status.

"Stop! Stop it!" Zhang Ren shouted to stop.

The noble son who hit him looked up and finally put down his fist. Naturally, he saw Zhang Ren's clothes clearly and asked, "Whose family are you from?"

Zhang Ren asked: "My name is Zhang Ren, you don't know me?"

The noble disciple who hit the person shook his head and said, "I don't know him."

It should be noted that Zhang Ren solved a strange case and confronted Huang Zicheng in front of Zhanshi Mansion. Even the recent crackdown on gangs and evil in Yingtian Mansion was all because of him. His public reputation among the many noble sons and daughters of Zhanshi Mansion is definitely at the top, even those who are not here

Most of the distinguished disciples who studied in James Mansion knew him or had heard of his name.

Why didn't the noble boy in front of him recognize him? Zhang Ren wanted to say more, but the noble boy who hit him ignored him and continued to inflict violence on the person beneath him.

How could Zhang Ren endure it? He quickly stepped forward and grabbed the noble disciple's fist and said, "I told you to stop!"

The distinguished disciple raised his head again, "Don't mind this noisy matter."

Zhang Ren shook his head and said: "I have decided on this matter today. Even if you are a noble son, you cannot hurt others at will."

Zhang Ren said, and also exerted force on his hands. He had practiced the Nine Yang Manual and the Great Shift of the Universe, and his strength had long been much greater than that of ordinary people. With this force, he directly pulled the noble disciple in front of him.

stand up.

The noble disciple's eyes narrowed slightly. He really didn't expect Zhang Ren to have such strength. He said, "I underestimated you."

Zhang Ren ignored it and helped the injured man up. He saw that the man's face was bruised and swollen after being beaten, and his original appearance was no longer visible.

Zhang Ren asked patiently: "What happened?"

Before the noble boy could say anything, the one who was beaten was already crying: "You have to make the decision for me. I am just a beggar. Who would have thought that disaster would happen from heaven? This noble boy just thinks it is an eyesore, so he won't say anything."

He said, just come up to me and hit me!"

The word beggar reminded Zhang Ren of the little beggar with hopeful eyes, the little stutterer he named "Yuanbao".

Zhang Ren originally hated those who bullied others, but at this moment, the balance in his heart was slowly tilting towards the person being beaten.

The chubby young noble boy was obviously the same as the one who hit him. He immediately said: "No, don't listen to him..."

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, the one who hit the person punched the person being beaten again.

Naturally, Zhang Ren would not let him attack again, and directly moved his body sideways to block the person being beaten.

The one who hit the person had a bad look in his eyes and said coldly: "Why did you stop me?"

Zhang Ren snorted coldly and replied: "I just can't stand it. I am a person who firmly believes in justice in my heart!"

The noble who hit the person no longer said anything, but whipped his leg towards Zhang Ren.

Zhang Ren made a move to block and blocked the kick firmly, but he still praised in his heart: The noble who hit people is really powerful. If he hadn't practiced peerless magic, Zhang Ren would definitely be at a disadvantage in terms of strength.

The one who hit Xungui seemed to be very confident in his fists and kicks. He smiled coldly and punched Zhang Ren directly in the face. Among Xungui's children, he has always been known for his strength. In a fight, he can knock down his opponent with his own strength. This is the so-called "one force can defeat ten".

It's a pity that he made the wrong calculation in the end. No matter how powerful he is, how can he be compared with Zhang Ren who has practiced internal strength?

Zhang Ren simply used his palm to block the punch.

Xungui, who hit the person, secretly increased his intensity, but saw that Zhang Ren did not retreat at all. Only then did he realize that the Zhang Ren in front of him was definitely not on the same level as his usual opponents.

He was about to close his fist and attack again, how could Zhang Ren give him such a chance?

I saw Zhang Ren slightly clenching his palm, and directly grasped the fist that hit Xungui. Then Zhang Ren exerted his strength and threw the hitting Xungui directly.

But the person who hit the person was obviously not mediocre. When he was about to hit the ground, he curled up his body and rolled around at the bottom to lose his strength.

Zhang Ren's movements were also consistent. Before the noble man could stand up, he had already stepped forward. He kicked the opponent on the shoulder and sat down on him.

After that, Zhang Ren's fists struck at the nobles one after another. If you don't see it, those who humiliate others will always humiliate them.

Zhang Ren asked while slapping him in the mouth: "How is it? Does it feel good to be pressed to the ground?"

When the noble young man with a mellow figure saw his companion being beaten, he naturally stepped forward to start a fight, "Stop it, stop it!"

He ran over and tried to pull Zhang Ren's arm, but he couldn't resist Zhang Ren's strength. He was knocked to the ground directly.

Zhang Ren didn't seem to want to involve this young man, but he still turned around and said: "I see that you didn't take action just now, so I won't argue with you this time, but don't be ungrateful, just stand there."

The chubby young man looked aggrieved, but he was still young and was really frightened by Zhang Ren's aura. He didn't dare to step forward to persuade him, but he didn't leave either.

While Zhang Ren was talking, his fists did not stop, and he punched Xungui who was hitting the person.

Zhang Ren asked while beating him: "Tell me! Do you know you are wrong?"

Unexpectedly, this man was also a tough guy. He looked at Zhang Ren with his eyes and didn't say a word.

"Stop! Stop it all, my king! In broad daylight! What kind of decency is this?"

Following a loud shout, Zhang Ren stopped his fists because he could tell that the owner of the voice must be King Yan Wuyu.

Looking back, he saw that the King of Hell had already entered the center of the crowd. He was accompanied by many courtiers and noble disciples who came to practice. Zhang Ren could see clearly that Fu Rang was among them.

Zhang Ren cheered up, stood up and cupped his hands towards Zhu Di: "Greetings to King Yan. I..."

Before he could finish his words, the mellow noble young man had already thrown himself into Zhu Di's arms, "Father, you are finally here. My uncle was beaten..."
Chapter completed!