Traveling through the emperor, overthrowing the empress dowager at the beginning

Outside Yuelai Restaurant.

The eight black-clad slaves all looked ferocious, swinging their short sticks with great force, beating others until they screamed in pain.

"stop!"

Ye Chen roared angrily, his voice as loud as a bell, full of majesty and anger. Astonishing aura emanated from him, captivating everyone.

The black-clad servants stopped what they were doing and looked at Ye Chen in surprise. They obviously didn't expect that someone would dare to stand up and meddle in other people's business at this time.

Before, when the black-clad slaves were beating people, there were people watching around.

Some people showed angry expressions, but no one dared to step forward to stop it.

They were afraid of the power of these black slaves and were afraid of getting into trouble.

Among the black-clad servants who were beating people, one raised a short stick in his hand, pointed at Ye Chen and cursed: "Who are you? How dare you meddle in other people's business? Do you know who my master is?"

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he looked at the black-clothed servants coldly.

"Take it!"

"Beat him to death!"

Ye Chen waved his hand, and immediately a large number of imperial guards disguised as civilians rushed up.

These imperial guards are all agile and well-trained.

Naturally, they are not comparable to the black-clad slaves.

In an instant, these black-clad slaves were beaten and screamed in pain.

The black slave who had spoken to Lin Ziyun before was the first to be hit. He was beaten so hard that his head was bleeding and he rolled over with his head in his hands.

"Break open the door!"

Ye Chen pointed at the door of the tavern again.

Shen Qiu went up and kicked him.

"Bah!"

The door was kicked open.

"Who dares to meddle in this young master's affairs?"

At this time, a young man came out.

The young man had a handsome face, but his eyes revealed arrogance and arrogance.

Ye Chen looked at the young man, then turned his gaze to the inside of the tavern, and then he saw Tong Le and Mo Rou.

Both women were in the corner, threatened by several black-clad slaves holding sticks.

Fortunately, the clothes of the two women were still intact.

Nothing happened.

On the contrary, the young man was obviously about to take off his clothes, and his clothes were a little messy.

Seeing this, Ye Chen's face was extremely gloomy.

Without saying a word, he walked over and kicked the young man in the stomach.

With a "bang", the young man was kicked more than two meters away and rolled on the ground.

Immediately, the young man's eyes turned red, and he covered his stomach. He stood up and shouted angrily, "You dare to kick me? I will kill you! Do you know who I am? My father is the legitimate son of the New Yonghou!"

After hearing this, Ye Chen became even angrier.

"Good, what a great grandson of the new Yonghou!"

As Ye Chen spoke, he had already drawn his sword and pointed it at the young man.

When the young man saw Ye Chen draw his sword, he was slightly stunned and a look of fear appeared on his face, but then he gritted his teeth and pointed at Ye Chen.

"You dare point a sword at me? You're done. I'm telling you, you're done!"

"What are you all standing there for? Come on!"

"Kill him for me!"

The young man shouted towards the tavern.

However, before the black-clad servants could take action, dozens of imperial guards rushed into the tavern.

Very quickly, these imperial guards knocked all the black-clad slaves to the ground.

Seeing this, the young man became even more furious. However, he was still in pain from the kick he had received from Ye Chen before, so he covered his stomach and backed away while cursing, "You hit me and you dare to hit my people! My grandfather will not let you go!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen was too lazy to pay attention to the young man.

He suddenly turned around and looked at Tong Le and Mo Rou.

"Qiu'er, take Tong Le and Mo Rou away first."

At this time, Ye Chen said in a gentle tone: "Tong Le, Mo Rou, you leave here first, and let me handle the things here."

Upon hearing this, Tong Le and Mo Rou were both grateful and worried.

After all, in their eyes, Xin Yonghou was a very high-ranking official.

They were worried that Ye Chen would suffer a loss.

But at this time, they still listened to Ye Chen and followed the imperial guards sent by Shen Qiu.

After the two women left, Ye Chen looked at the young man.

A murderous look appeared on his face.

Ye Chen completely ignored the young man's shouting, walked a few steps to the young man, and kicked him in the face.

The young man was kicked so hard that his face was covered in blood, flew more than ten feet away, and five of his teeth were broken.

At this moment, the young man's face was filled with fear and anger, and stars were appearing before his eyes.

When he came to his senses, he found that Ye Chen walked in front of him again.

The young man then angrily said, "You bastard, I'll remember you. Unless you can kill me today, I will definitely kill you!"

As he spoke, he turned and tried to run.

However, the next moment, Ye Chen suddenly pulled out the sword from Shen Qiu's waist, stabbed with two swords, and instantly pierced the man's scapula.

The young man let out a scream and his body shook violently.

Ye Chen's two swords were decisive and resolute, without any hesitation. His eyes revealed a majesty and coldness that made people shudder.

These two swords crippled the young man in a flash!

Then, Ye Chen stepped on the young man's hand and stepped hard.

The young man's fingers broke with a clear sound under the immense pressure, and he howled in pain again.

When the people around saw this scene, they turned pale and trembled with fear.

They had never seen such cruel means, and they could not believe that this person dared to use such heavy hands on the grandson of Xin Yonghou.