The new book of the burning prairie star

Shuanzi was stunned when he saw a group of thugs with fierce looks. Yang Biao punched the troublemakers left and right. The thugs didn't expect that the thin boy had a strong fighting ability. Originally, he just wanted to pretend to scare them, but it still hurt a little when he hit them.

"Oh, not bad. This guy is quite capable. You guys move back and let me play with him first." One of the thugs looked like a martial artist and wanted to compete with Yang Biao.

"Come on, I'm afraid of you." Yang Biao shouted.

"That's interesting. Guo Yong, don't attack too hard, or you'll kill him." The leader reminded.

"Don't worry, we won't get into trouble." Guo Yong looked determined. After saying that, he kicked Yang Biao with a sweeping kick. Yang Biao immediately blocked with his legs. The two fought back and forth. At the critical moment, Yang Biao caught the opponent's weakness and kicked Guo Yong in the crotch. "Ah..." Guo Yong covered his crotch and screamed in pain. Just that miserable scream made the people around him feel tight in their crotch, and they couldn't help but cover their crotch.

"Boy, you're so cruel," Guo Yong, who had recovered a little, shouted to his companions, "Brothers, hurry up and tie him up. I'm going to make him regret coming into this world and make his life a living hell." Guo Yong roared with gritted teeth.

"Beat him together," the leader shouted. "As long as we don't kill him, even the gods can't do anything about it."

So the thugs stopped laughing and surrounded him. Yang Biao was knocked to the ground. Yang Xiaohua wanted to save her brother and scratched the face of the thug who was pinching Yang Biao's neck. "Ah," the thug slapped Yang Xiaohua in the face. Yang Xiaohua was thrown aside and fell to the ground. The thug touched his face and felt it hurt. Seeing the blood on his hand, he was furious: "You little bitch, you dare to scratch me." He let go of Yang Biao and walked to Yang Xiaohua and wanted to kick her. Yang Biao broke free from the thug's grip, quickly stood up and raised his leg to block, and the two took a few steps back together.

"If you have anything to say, come to me. What's the point of hitting a girl?" Yang Biao was almost mad when he saw his sister being beaten.

"Do you think you can run away? If I don't beat you half to death today, I'll take your surname." A group of thugs continued to surround him, and the timid onlookers covered their eyes.

Just as a group of people were beating Yang Biao, kicking him to the ground again, and smashing things, a group of more than a dozen yamen runners rushed in and said, "What are you doing? Are you tired of living?"

When the rioters saw the officials coming, they immediately fled. The officials rushed forward to catch them, and the leader of the riot was quickly grabbed by Yang Biao. After all, he was young and not very strong. Although Yang Biao tried his best to pull him, he still broke free in a few seconds. However, this bought time for the chief of the officials to catch him. "Zhao Si, it's you again," the chief of the officials first dealt with the thugs closest to him, handed him over to his men, and then quickly stepped forward to kick Zhao Si, pressing his arm so that he could not move, and then kicked him a few times, "Why don't you make trouble? Aren't you very capable? Ah, why don't you move?"

"Misunderstanding... misunderstanding, sir, it's all misunderstanding." A group of thugs hurriedly tried to distance themselves from the matter.

"Misunderstanding? It seems that the spanking last time was not strong enough. Well, Zhao Si, now that your butt is healed, you don't remember it." Zhou Guangzheng increased the strength of his hand. "This time, I will make you remember it."

"Master Zhou, Master Zhou, I won't dare to do it anymore." Zhao Si felt pain and begged for mercy. He came here today because someone paid him to bring a few more people to drive Yang Biao out of the dock and stop him from setting up a stall here to interfere with his business.

The weather is hot in the summer, especially at noon. Normally, there would be no yamen runners coming to the dock at this time. But today, I was so unlucky that I ran into the yamen runners on patrol.

"This Zhao Si is just doing nothing all day long."

"He was caught by the officials last time, why was he released so soon?"

"Some time ago, Mr. Xu from our village brought his granddaughter to the county town to sell pears. When Zhao Si saw that his granddaughter was pretty, he dared to flirt with her in the street."

"So arrogant, is there someone in the county government?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. Don't let the police hear you, or they'll arrest you too."

"It's really annoying that they are always arrested for committing crimes and then released after a short while. "

"Why don't we go to the county government office and ask the county magistrate to severely punish these people. Let them stay in jail and don't let them out to harm others." The little man said. The Shang Dynasty had a law: Anyone who fights in the street will be beaten with 20 sticks and spend five days in jail. The punishment is not too severe, which has caused many people to commit crimes repeatedly, and the public security in the county has not been improved.

"That's too bad. He always bullies people like this." It seems that Zhao Si is used to being domineering in the county, and everyone is indignant.

"Are you okay?" The yamen runner called Zhou Chaye escorted Zhao Si to Yang Biao. He was Master Zhou's nephew. Master Zhou knew that Yang Biao was selling cold noodles at the county dock. He was afraid that he would be bullied because of his young age, so he asked his nephew Zhou Guangzheng, who was a yamen runner in the county, to help look after Yang Biao.

"I'm fine..." Yang Biao got up from the ground and patted the dirt off his body, but Yang Xiaohua, who came to his side, cried, "Wu, brother... everything is smashed... wuwuwu."

“Zhao Si…” Zhou Guangzheng immediately moved the person he was holding down.

"I will pay you back, I will pay you back..." Zhao Si felt the pain in his arm and quickly took out some silver from his pocket, "Master Zhou, this is all I will give you."

Zhou Guangzheng gestured to his men, and one of them stepped forward to take the silver and asked the rest of the ruffians, "What about you?" Others took out their purses from their pockets, and some took off their shoes and took out a few copper coins from the soles of their shoes... The ruffians had different ways of hiding and taking money, and said, "Sir, these are all we have." The yamen runner handed all the money to Yang Biao, "Take it. We usually have people patrolling around here. If you have any problems, come to us. With your small body, have you heard of the old saying that two fists are no match for four hands? Don't try to show off in the future."

Yang Biao looked at the silver in his hand, roughly five or six taels, and the touch from his purse should be copper coins, heavy. Seeing Zhou Guangzheng escorting a group of people away, he hurriedly thanked them, "Thank you."

Zhou Guangzheng looked back at him, smiled, and continued to escort the man forward.

"Why didn't you help my brother when he was beaten?" Yang Xiaohua blamed Shuanzi. He was so tall, but he was so scared when he encountered trouble. He even said he wanted to be friends with her. Humph! Only a fool would want to be friends with him.

"I..." Shuanzi stammered, not knowing what to say.

"Xiaohua, stop talking," Yang Biao stopped his sister and turned to Shuanzi and said, "It's not your fault. There are too many of them. If you had gone forward, you would have suffered a great loss." Although Shuanzi was over 1.9 meters tall and strong, he was still mentally a sixteen-year-old child. In modern times, he would still be a junior high school student. He was glad that Shuanzi did not go forward to help, otherwise he would have been beaten too.