The strong man's fist was empty.

He only felt that there was a numbing sense of power coming from him, and this sense of terror spread so fast that he could not respond at all.

Because in the next second, his whole face hurt, and his body fell down uncontrollably.

The crowd gasped.

Song Jincheng beat people to the ground with one punch!

At this moment, the scene is in a state of tension.

Song Jincheng's men were merciless, which made people feel chilly. Some timid people even stepped back secretly.

However, there is always some courage.

"How dare you hit my brother!"

In the crowd, a young man suddenly roared and raised his hammer to rush.

"Stop him!"

The patriarch gave a decisive order.

When other people heard the words, they immediately stopped the angry boy in a hurry.

At this time, the strong man lying on the ground had already got up by himself. He covered his face with his hand, and there was dazzling blood flowing slowly between his fingers.

He was very angry. His eyes were staring at Song Jincheng.

However, he did not dare to step forward.

Song Jincheng swept the crowd indifferently and prepared to get on the bus.

"Boy!"

The patriarch opened his mouth.

He did not turn back, and his voice was even colder. "I didn't mean to offend you, and I didn't want to take part in any affairs of the nobility. Today's event is just an accident."

In a simple sentence, the position has been clearly expressed.

The patriarch smiles a little, but he likes the steady young man more and more in his heart.

"Our people don't mean to offend us, but since the hydrangea is in your car, according to our clan rules, this Xiu girl can only marry you!" The patriarch said gently. He didn't pay attention to people's reaction. Instead, he said, "of course, you can refuse, but Xiu girl can't refuse. She can't marry anyone else in her life except you!"

Good boy!

What kind of clan rule is this?

Sitting in the car, Lu Jixiang was terrified.

What's the matter? Do you have to buy and sell?

"Whatever she wants."

The man spits out these two words indifferently and opens the door.

"Show girl!"

In the crowd, I don't know who called out suddenly.

Everyone turned to look.

Not far away, a woman in a bright red minority costume is coming.

Soon, she rushed into the crowd.

"Abba."

She called a light voice, soft face, that voice is like the slow stream.

Lu Jixiang is lying on the window, looking at the woman's beautiful face, but she thinks that such a beautiful girl needs to throw an embroidered ball to find her husband?

Alas, feudalism kills people!

"Miss Xiu, this is your husband!" The patriarch pointed to song Jincheng.

After hearing the speech, Xiu girl can't help but turn her head and look. Her black eyes are as gentle as the autumn water. However, when her eyes fall on the man's handsome face, they suddenly burst out with joy.

She was very satisfied.

"Dad..."

She bowed her head in shame.

The patriarch patted her on the shoulder and laughed kindly: "dad knows."

By this time, song Jincheng had been in the car.

Lu Jixiang looked at him and was worried: "are you ok?"

"Nothing."

Song Jincheng answered and started the engine.

Unexpectedly, a surprising scene appeared.

"Lift it up!"

At the patriarch's command, all the men on the scene rushed around the car, bent down and lifted the whole car up.

"Ah

Lu Jixiang screamed in horror.

Song Jincheng was completely annoyed.

He slammed on the gas and the rear wheels began to turn.

"Ouch!"

A cry came from the back of the car, and then the whole body tilted.

The patriarch waved to the people to put down the car.

He went to the front of the car and looked through the windshield into the car.

"You have to marry Xiu back!"

He said, with the dignity of the patriarch.

Song Jincheng looked at the girl beside him and held her hand.

"I have a wife."

He said, raising their clasped hands.

The patriarch took a breath.

"Are you married?" He said inconceivably, turning to look at the girl over there.

Xiu girl is also a pale face, delicate body in the wind slightly trembling.

"Patriarch!"

Others see this, can't bear to say: "since people have a wife, then we"

"No way!" The patriarch suddenly opened his mouth, and his expression was serious, as if he had made some kind of determination: "Xiu girl can only marry him. Since he has been married, Xiu girl can only guard for him all her life!"

"Patriarch!"

The crowd exclaimed.

Lu Jixiang took a breath and couldn't help looking at the man beside him.

Song Jincheng is still indifferent. He doesn't seem to care at all. There will be a girl in this world who won't be married because of him.

The patriarch had left the car. He raised his hand and said, "you can go."

Song Jincheng immediately stepped on the accelerator.

The car, like an arrow, ran forward.

After a long time.

Lu Jixiang slowly recovered.

She turned her head and looked back. Except for the Yellow dirt road and lush mountain forest, she could not see those people any more.

"Professor Song..."

She looks at the man beside her.

Song Jincheng focused on the road ahead. He didn't even change his expression: "shut up!"

Lu Jixiang did not dare to speak again immediately.

All the way bumpy, the car slowly into the military planning area.

There was a guard post in front of him. When he saw vehicles coming from a distance, a soldier went to the middle of the road and waved a small red flag.

Soon after, song Jincheng stopped.

The soldier stepped over, saluted first, and then said, "Hello, comrade, please show me your identification!"

Song Jincheng handed the certificate to him.

The soldier took it with both hands and was looking down when he heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

Lu Jixiang looks back.

But I saw a man running on horseback.

"Stop! Stop

Seeing this, the soldiers immediately intercepted and even took out their guns.

"Xu --"

The man tightened the reins, the horse's front hooves flying, a long sound, and finally stopped.