Douluo: Beginning to kill Bibi Dong

The West Street of the Capital of the King of Zhao is the street where the rich merchants of the King's Capital live. The children of rich merchants in gorgeous clothes come and go. Since ancient times, the profession of merchants has been the most despised by the nobles.

The poor should not fight with the rich, and the rich should not fight with the power.

No matter how much the nobles looked down on the merchants, the merchants still fawned over the nobles.

As for the fight between merchants and nobles for wealth, all that awaits merchants is that their homes will be confiscated, and all your money will fall into the hands of the powerful.

In Tian Xing Jiu Ge, if there is no iron-blood alliance as a guarantee for the bet, or the merchants have strong strength, then no matter whether they win or lose, the merchants will not be able to defeat the nobles.

Ying Zheng walked on West Street with steady steps and no frivolity. His arms drooped naturally and seemed to be swinging randomly. In fact, they all contained boxing movements, so he could react and fight back the fastest.

Eyes see in all directions, ears listen to six directions, and the mind is sharp.

In the capital of King Zhao, except for his mother and Sister Dong, he is an enemy of everyone. This is the hatred between the Zhao people and the Qin people that is difficult to resolve!Be prepared for sudden attacks at any time.

But luckily in West Street, businessmen value profits but do not care. As long as the profits are big enough, betraying one's country is just a matter of course for businessmen. In addition, Grandpa Ying Zheng's family is also a wealthy family, and they have many business dealings with West Street businessmen, so there is not much targeting. Zhao Ji and the others.

However, after crossing West Street, there is a slum, and Ying Zheng's only playmate ~ Sister Dong lives in the slum.

A few days ago, he went to the slums to find Sister Dong, so he was caught and humiliated by those Zhao youths who had resentment against Qin.

When Ying Zheng came to the slums again, he immediately attracted the attention of many civilians and local gangsters. Who is the most famous in King Zhao's capital, it is undoubtedly Zhao Ji and her son.

Almost every day, Zhao people would curse and even throw feces in front of their house.

As long as Ying Zheng goes out, what awaits him is beatings and humiliation from the Zhao people. Even the maids and slaves in Zhao Ji's house are not Zhao people, but people from other countries.

"It's that bastard from Qin, and he still dares to come."

"A Qin bastard doesn't hide at home, but he dares to show up. Let's go and teach him a lesson!"

"I like the jade pendant on his waist. It belongs to me. Don't take it away."

Several local ruffians looked at Ying Zheng and walked towards him eagerly. If they were children from other rich families, they would never dare to be so arrogant.

But Ying Zheng is a hostage that the entire Zhao people in the capital hate. Anyone can bully him, and the city guards don't care.

The gangsters in the capital all like to cause trouble for Ying Zheng and then rob him of his belongings.

Looking at the several gangsters walking towards him, the contemptuous and disgusting looks in their eyes made Ying Zheng feel a surge of anger in his heart. Thinking of the insults he had received in the past, he clenched his fists and the blood flowed in his body.

The sight of Ying Zheng clenching his fists not only did not alert the gangsters, but made them laugh and mock Ying Zheng one after another.

"Qin bastard, if you still want to fight with us, it's up to you. It doesn't matter if I give you a punch."

"That's right, let alone one punch, let alone ten punches."

The sound did not make Ying Zheng lose his mind. He calmed down his raging blood. However, since they were looking for a fight, Ying Zheng helped them.

However, he saw Ying Zheng raise his foot and suddenly lift the tower. There was a muffled sound and a burst of energy came out. The dust on the ground splashed up and directly splashed into the eyes of those ruffians.

Although the methods are crude, there are not so many rules for dealing with these ruffians.

"Ah! My eyes!"

"How dare you sneak attack on us, Qin bastard!"

The sand and dust entered their eyes, causing a few ruffians to suffer terribly. Their eyes stung and they couldn't see clearly. Anger instantly emerged in their hearts and they rushed towards Ying Zheng with their eyes closed.

The chaotic collision was easily dodged by Ying Zheng. His soul reached the level of being out of the shell, and his facial features became sharper. He squeezed the powerful bull demon fist seal with his hand, and the blood filled his fist. His posture was like the horns of a wild bull, and he suddenly punched out!

"boom!!"

The air vibrated and was washed away. Although Ying Zheng was only a nine-year-old boy, his punch contained a hundred kilograms of power. He hit a gangster directly in the ribs. Suddenly, the power of a hundred kilograms suddenly exploded. A clear cracking sound was heard. The gangster The gangster was blown away by Ying Zheng like a cannonball, rolling backwards on the ground for more than ten meters.

Several other gangsters who regained their sight saw this scene, and their faces showed shock. How is this possible!A nine-year-old boy actually knocked an adult away.

Before they could react, Ying Zheng punched them directly in front of their faces. He used every move without mercy and used all his strength. The gangsters were caught off guard and their faces were covered with blood and their noses were bruised and swollen.

They are just hooligans who bully ordinary people. They look like they have many people, but in fact they are all paper tigers. How can they be Ying Zheng's opponents who have reached the level of martial arts training.

In just a few rounds, Ying Zheng was knocked to the ground and wailed in pain.

This made the civilians watching the show stunned and looked surprised. Is this the Qin bastard they knew? None of those local ruffians were his opponents!

This caused some civilians who wanted to cause trouble for Ying Zheng to retreat. After all, the local ruffians who usually bullied them were no match for Ying Zheng, let alone them.

Of course, if the Zhao people who were watching swarmed up, Yingzheng would definitely not be his opponent. Unfortunately, these Zhao people were timid and cowardly and would only bully those who were weaker than them.

For a moment, the civilians looked at Ying Zheng with a hint of fear in their eyes. Ying Zheng saw all these things in his eyes, and a feeling of comfort emerged in his heart. He had been bullied by King Zhao for several years, and it was the first time that he was looked at with fear. , rather than a look of disgust.

At this moment, Ying Zheng realized the benefits of having power. It can make people who have bullied you become afraid and dare not provoke you.

He entered the slums with steps, but the civilians did not dare to stop him and watched Ying Zheng enter the slums with fearful eyes.

The scene of Ying Zheng defeating five adults with a nine-year-old boy was also seen by some interested people, and they all went back to report to their master.

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Inside the Dust Song Pot~

In a room, Gu Shengge held the tamed Zhao Ji in his arms. His face was rosy, bright and charming, and his charming appearance made people want to take another bite.

Although Zhao Ji has become a slave to the evil god, worships Gu Shengge as a god, obeys his orders, and is willing to sacrifice everything for him, she still retains her own mind.

Gu Shengge stroked Zhao Ji's charming and rosy face, her eyes showing the slightest love. It tasted good and had endless aftertaste. It was a good product.

Zhao Ji looked at Gu Shengge with silky eyes, her charming eyes full of love, enjoying Gu Shengge's caress. This was love from God, and she would accept it well.

"You're so good, come on, open your mouth~"

Gu Shengge asked Zhao Ji to open her mouth, and a drop of the evil god's gift, as black as ink, condensed on her fingertips. It contained rich dark energy and was so tempting that even an angel would be polluted into a fallen angel.

Zhao Ji's eyes revealed desire, she opened her red lips, and swallowed this drop of the evil god's gift into her belly. She looked pretty with a satisfied look. The evil god's gift took effect, and her snow-white skin bloomed with traces of black light, transforming her from a human race into a dark creature.

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(Gu Shengge: How can I, the mighty evil god, not have a few subordinate races?)