For a moment, a tense atmosphere suddenly arose under the gate of Dingcheng.

When the men in costume heard the sound of the sword strings, they all surrounded the carriage of the Zheng family's young master, pulled out the sword in his hand, and stared at Ji Yang with murderous intent. If it weren't for this being under the city gate, the men in costume would have already rushed directly to Ji Yang and started fighting with him.

He ignored the coachman who was sprayed with horse blood and shouted shrillly, but Ji Yang took back the sword in his hand lightly, pulled out a cloth from his waist casually, wiped the remaining blood from his sword in a very calm manner, and said calmly: "You have hurt my lady!"

The men who were dressed up frowned slightly, and their eyes looked at the direction of the hit carriage, but did not speak for a while.

"So what if I hit you?" The coachman looked at the men who were so handsome and protected each other near the carriage. The heart that had just been frightened and flew back to his heart again. He shouted in the direction of Ji Yang with a domineering manner: "If you hit you all to death, so what? My young master is much more expensive than you. Even if you hit you, it will be your blessing!"

When Ji Yang heard this, he looked at the direction of the coachman with murderous intentions, then threw the strip of cloth that had wiped the sword into the car, then looked in the direction of the carriage and asked respectfully: "Miss, how about it!"

"It's okay!" Shu Ying didn't dare to say that she was really hurt. Although she couldn't see her in the carriage, she heard some movement. Combined with the words said by the coachman and Ji Yang, if Shu Ying really couldn't figure it out, she would be really stupid.

"What are you looking at! Get out of here!" The coachman was frightened by Ji Yang's gaze, and his heart jumped. He looked at him and asked the people in the carriage. He looked like he ignored him. He suddenly felt anger in his heart and shouted in the direction of Ji Yang: "I will give you half a cup of tea, and let us go out of here immediately! If you delay my son's condition, our Zheng family will make you pay the price!"

Ji Yang ignored him completely and said to Shu Ying: "Miss, this carriage is not convenient. Why don't you get off the car first and go with Lord Yanshi!"

"Okay!" Shu Ying immediately agreed, carrying one of her bags containing her most valuable items on her back, and then got off the carriage.

As soon as it landed on the ground, a fresh smell of blood floated in the air, drilling directly into Shu Yan's nose, which attracted her to look sideways in the direction of the carriage, and without surprise, she saw the split horse.

I saw that the white fur of the horse was dyed with bright red at this moment, and it looked like it fell into the water of a red flower pond.

"What are you still standing there?" The coachman seemed to see Ji Yang having no intention of knowing him at all. He shouted and shouted at the men in a strong manner: "Let them teach them a lesson, don't let them run away! If the young master had a few shortcomings, they would all get their lives!"

"Miss!" Ji Yang's eyes suddenly condensed when he heard the coachman's words, but he still followed Shu Ying respectfully and sent her towards Yanshi, without any intention of paying attention to the coachman. The coachman who looked at him stomped his feet and without hesitation, he grabbed a thing at hand and threw it directly in the direction of Ji Yang.

However, Ji Yang was very alert. He heard the sound of wind and immediately tilted his body and avoided the sneak attack. Then he threw a flying knife from his cuff, and flew towards the direction of the coachman with murderous intent.

With a "ding" sound, the flying knife was blocked by a cold sword, and then it hit the ground directly.

"Your hand is very fast!" The leading man in strong suit narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on the flying knife on the ground and glanced at Ji Yang coldly. While holding the sword in his hand to his chest, he said to Ji Yang: "But it's okay to hurt the beast. If it hurts people, it's probably not good!"

"What are you talking nonsense to them? Let them get out of the way. We have to send the young master to the city for a medical treatment!" After being startled, the coachman suddenly screamed again and shouted to the men who were pretending to behave: "If you delay your son's illness, no one can afford to be punished... You must remember this!"

The leading man shook his eyebrows, as if he had no intention of arguing with the coachman, but just looked at Ji Yang quietly, and then said, "My son is seriously ill, I hope you can do it for convenience!"

"I don't know if it's convenient!" Ji Yang sneered and refused directly, then continued: "What will my lady do if I ask her to do, then what will I do..."

When the man in a strong manner heard this, he immediately frowned bitterly and looked in Shu Yan's direction.

After seeing Ji Yang taking action, the guards at the city gate were shocked and quickly said while the iron was hot: "Don't argue with me here. Whether you are from the Zheng Gong Mansion or the County Magister's Mansion, as long as you have an abnormal situation, you must wait until the witch doctor comes to diagnose before taking any treatment! This Dingcheng is not the final decision of your Zheng Mansion!"

"Official, that's not what we meant!" The leading man heard this, although he was unwilling to do so, he hurriedly bowed to the officers and soldiers guarding the city.

However, the coachman who drove the carriage by the Zheng family was not a lord who was willing to calm down. After hearing the words of the soldiers guarding the city, he immediately jumped out of the half-tilted carriage in anger, rushed to the front of the soldiers guarding the city in a few steps, and shouted to them: "I tell you, if something happened to my son, you don't want to take care of them!"

The officers and soldiers guarding the city had no intention of paying attention to the coachman. They directly picked up the spear in their hands and fell under the neck of the carriage. Then they said coldly: "Believe it or not, if you say another word, I will break your throat?"
Chapter completed!