Zhao Jin has always despised him, but only this beloved sister, since she likes him, she can't be too cheeky.
The hidden hatred in my heart for more than ten years is in this fist. But Qi Xuan is a man who never leaves home every day. How much strength can his wrist have?
Zhao Jin gently raised his hand to catch his fist with his palm, but he held Qi Xuan's fist. From the beginning to the end, he didn't look at Qi Xuan directly. Until now, he finally said a solemn word coldly: "Qi Xuan, I know you hate me for many years, but the last thing you should do is to try to take Zhao Mian to revenge me."
Zhao Jin's fists were close to Qi Xuan's nose. The woman's companion saw that in a moment, the situation was going down sharply. The two men wanted to fight in the street. They screamed and ran away. They were trembling and watched Qi Xuan knocked down by Zhao Jin.
Zhao Jin went south and North, and experienced many hardships outside. His strength is not comparable to that of ordinary aristocratic childe. Qi Xuan didn't react when he was knocked down by the blow. He just felt his nose burning. He struggled to get up, regardless of the dust on his clothes. He reached under his nose and felt the blood in his hand.
Qi Xuan is a young master who is used to being respected and treated by his family. It's OK to ask him to write and write. Where have you seen this. With hoarse voice, he pointed to Zhao Jin and yelled: "Zhao Jin, you commit a murder in broad daylight on the street Do you have a king's law in your eyes
He's talking about murder, not fighting, not beating. Because Zhao Jin's fist really gave him the illusion that he would be killed alive today in this crowded street. Qi Xuan knows how much Zhao Jinping dotes on Zhao Mian. He also knows how long Zhao Jin has endured him for Zhao Mian.
It's just the first punch, but Qi Xuan has regretted it. He shouldn't have come to say hello to Zhao Jin at all. Zhao Jin, who was really offended, didn't have the shrewd look of a businessman. Sit down and have a good talk? It doesn't exist. Zhao Jin's fist is harder than abacus.
Zhao Jin did not give Qi Xuan a chance to attract more attention. He picked up Qi Xuan's collar and hit him again. His tone was as cold as his eyes: "this punch is for your father to teach you how to be a better person in the future. Don't use crooked ideas all day long. I hope you can enjoy the cool in the Jinshan of Qi family."
The punch hit Qi Xuan's left eye. Qi Xuan had nowhere to hide. With a scream, the left eye box swelled up. That female companion is looking at nearby shiver, want to come up to pull to dare not to come again.
Zhao Jin suddenly noticed her.
"Which brothel girl are you? Go back by yourself. This guy can't hang out with you. "
From just now on, he felt that the girl looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere. Now I think it's probably a girl from a brothel. Maybe I met her when I went to drink flower wine and listen to a ditty.
All the girls Zhao Jin ordered in the brothel are entertainers, but they don't sell themselves. They all know Zhao Jin's temper, and they only play the piano or sing songs to drink to Zhao Jin. If I had seen it in the brothel, Zhao Jin would not have hurt the innocent and weak women.
Unfortunately, he was wrong.
That female companion is a bold, the body shook to shake, seem to grasp what opportunity general strong mouth way: "Zhao childe see carefully, maidservant Qian son, is Qi childe's intimate servant girl."
Zhao Jin's expression Leng Leng, didn't pay attention to qian'er, eyes back to Qi Xuan: "Qi Xuan, I didn't know you were such a big person, the room even used this maid."
"I remember where I met her. It's really familiar I met you in another restaurant before. Isn't that the girl you're carrying? At that time, you didn't tell Zhao Mian clearly, did you? "
Qi Xuan knew it was not good to listen to Zhao Jin. Zhao Jin is right, but one of his eyes is swollen and he can't see anything clearly. He always wants to leave one eye to climb home. So he just struggles and denies it: "no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No
Zhao Jin this time is a punch, crisp: "when is it your turn to say? This blow is for nothing. Get up when you're done and take your little servant girl home. "
Zhao Jin has no intention to entangle with the dog men and women for too long. He is still thinking about finding the lost mu Yunshu and some guy in Zhao's house who is still unconscious. He released Qi Xuan's wrinkled skirt, stepped back two steps, took a silent look at qian'er, and turned to leave.
It was this look that made qian'er seem to be splashed from head to foot by a basin of cold water. That look was totally different from the usual envious and greedy one she often got from men. There was only one kind of pity for the dying mole ants in that look, which completely crushed her already shaky psychological defense line. Let her sit on her knees with a puff, hold her chest, and gasp with fear.
Qian'er is one of the countless little girls who hope to climb up the branch and become a Phoenix. She becomes Qi Xuan's favorite by her cleverness. She naturally understands what Zhao Jin's glance means.
"I won't move you, and he will soon abandon you."
These two fists didn't really relieve Zhao Jin's anger, but after beating these two fists, Zhao Mian's mood of smoldering after committing suicide in recent days has been alleviated.
In Fangshi, Zhao Jin and Mu Yunsheng took mu Yunshu and mu Ruolan to the places where they had been and asked the owners of each family. But no matter the old shopkeeper of the clothes shop or the boy of the fruit shop, they all said that they had never seen a boy come out alone.The last clothing store Zhao Jin went to. It should be the most unattractive place for the little boy. Zhao Jinben didn't plan to come here if it wasn't for the way he left. But since he was on his way, in order to find peace for mu Yunsheng, he went into the room and asked the old shopkeeper.
The old shopkeeper's answer is as expected. I really haven't seen it.
But when Zhao Jinlin left, the old shopkeeper suddenly stopped him and came out from the inside and said, "well, the boy you're looking for didn't come, but the girl has come recently."
"Girl?" Zhao Jin blinked. In his subconscious mind, the first thing he thought of was Mu Yunsheng. After all, Mu Yunsheng was thin and small. Although he was over the age of hairpin, it was normal for him to be recognized as a "girl".
"Mu Yunsheng? What is she doing here? "
"No, it's not manager mu." The old shopkeeper shook his head slowly. "It was another girl who came with you at that time. She is a head shorter than manager mu. She can see that she has just come out of the countryside and has never seen the world. Because at that time, shopkeeper Mu asked her what she wanted, and she pointed out the most expensive and beautiful material, so I had an impression on her. "