Queen of flowers - Chapter 39

“You stinky girl, don’t brag! How fierce can the traps made by a woman in your house be?” Tong Gong said in disbelief, but his voice wasn’t so determined. After all, there were bloody examples in front of him!

“If you don’t believe me, just try! The neighbors, please step back so as not to get accidentally hurt!” Yong Ruo’s voice was clear and high, spreading steadily.

The gong-voiced man began to knock at the door, but the strength was getting weaker.

In the end, he took a few steps back and said loudly, “I am a man, so I won’t bully a girl! If you don’t dare to open the door, let’s talk across the door: Wu Er eventually died because of the Yong family. What do you say? “

Yong Ruo breathed a sigh of relief, ‘I finally passed through the most serious difficulties!’

She was not afraid of talking to them. She was just afraid that those in the Wu family were unreasonable!

“You’re wrong! Wu Er died not because of our family, but because he was a thief, and died because of the pain from his incurable injuries! If you want to talk about it, you should go to Huangquan and ask Wu Er, “If he wasn’t a thief, why did he have pustules and lacerations ?” She refused to accept the unreasonable request of the other man rightly.

The man snorted, “You mean Wu Er died for nothing?”

“Wu Er, a thief, was also involved in the death of relatives and neighbors. It was better for him to die and repay his sin!”

“Death is such a big punishment. Don’t you still have a bit of morality!”

“What right have you got to blame me? Can you blame me?”

The gong voiced man wasn’t quick-witted, so he stopped running in circles and began to put forward his conditions, “Anyway, Wu Er’s death was related to the Yong family. The Yong family needs to burn and bury fifty-two silver, it’s not too much. I don’t care if your mother is sick. The three of you, sister and brothers, give Wu Er piety.”

What wasn’t too much? It was simply too much! Yong Ruo was almost furious!

The burning silver was the money the family of a murderer gave to the owner of the suffering family; Putting them on the deceased and paying homage to the deceased was a complete confession for the crime!

If Wu Er’s affairs were to go to the government, as long as the officials were not bought, they wouldn’t make such a judgment! And this person who was not a government official dared to make such an excessive request, how could he?

Just because they were weak and there was no adult man in their own house?

Yong Ruo’s thoughts turned, and she had already thought of a possibility that this man was professional.

By the way, he didn’t announce his name just now!

Immediately, her confidence rose, ‘This man is definitely a professional at using dead bodies and making troubles!’

She was afraid that the day wouldn’t be so easy to end!

There was a deep sense of weakness in her heart! This was a backward, feudal era! She couldn’t call 110! She couldn’t post on Weibo for help! Even if the neighbors sympathize with her family, they still have their own concerns and their own lives, and wouldn’t help her family against hooligan!

In such an era, would the orphans and widows without men in their homes be bullied like that?

Yong Ruo’s heart was infinitely sad.

But she said without showing any weakness, “Don’t dream! My family has no-fault and won’t pay him a penny! It’s even better to think of a better trick!”

“The dead girl is so arrogant, no wonder she can’t marry. No one wants such an aggressive girl!” Tong Gong murmured, pretending to laugh, he said, “Also, the daughter of a criminal. How could innocent people want her? I see you are not bad. Why not find yourself a pimp and enter the business of the dark door!”

Yong Ruo thought to herself, ‘Is he trying to attack the weakness in my heart?’

She was thinking about how to deal with him and suddenly heard a familiar voice, “You guys are despotic, that you even bully widows and orphans so much. I got a new understanding today!” The voice was very clear. The tone was very cold accompanied by the noise of anxious horse hoofs.

It was Feng Liao!

Yong Ruo suddenly felt loose, but she felt a little soft.

To be honest: In this situation tonight, Yong Ruo was already a bit poor!

People were shameless. They were unreasonable. They were blackmailing. They were bullying … She was a person who relied on her mind and mouth to survive. When she encountered such a cunning rogue, what else could she do?

Outside the gate, Feng Liao had no crown on his head and only a net scarf. He wore a navy blue robe with a dusty color on his waist, and a ribbon of the same color was tied around his waist. He was dressed extremely low-key.

But he rode on a great horse with a high head. Behind him were seven or eight men, including Su Mingjian and Rob, carrying swords.

Feng Liao rode on the horse and approached the gate of the Yong’s step by step.

The neighbors and those of the Wu family were involuntarily intimidated, and quickly retreated to the two sides of the wall and stood, giving way in the middle of the lane.

The dark black horse stood a few steps in front of the gong-voiced man. Feng Liao glanced at him coldly, without any regard said, “This man offended me, hit him fiercely!”

“Yes!” The guards behind him responded in unison, and the horror made the man move a few steps back.

“You … Who are you?” Tong Gong asked Feng Liao a little flusteredly, and said arrogantly, “Under the feet of heaven, don’t try to bully people!”

“Who I am, you don’t deserve to know!” Feng Liao looked at him indifferently. “You can bully women and children by force, and of course, I can teach you, the shameless bandit a lesson!”

A smirking guard behind Feng Liao had shaken a long leather whip and dismounted with the other two expressionless guards.

These three had very good tacit! The two expressionless guards gripped the man from left to right, and stumped him to the ground; as soon as he was pumped, the man’s shoulder was displaced.

The man screamed loudly.

The two guards remained expressionless. The top of the man’s throat was stripped off three or two times, revealing a trembling fat. Then the two stood on either side, stepping on his two arms, preventing him from getting up.

The smirking guard slammed hard, and the long leather whip in his hand slammed heavily on the back of the man’s throat, drawing a thick bloodstain.

“Oh yo yo …”

The man screamed sharply, accompanied by the whipping sound of “pops” that rang through the night sky.

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