Chang'an City has a large population and is naturally a mixed bag of fish and dragons. Zhang Yi has heard about it a long time ago.
Unexpectedly, someone would bully a girl in broad daylight.
Zhang Yi quickly ran to the intersection, pushed through the crowd, and saw an infuriating scene. Several drunken dandies surrounded a young girl, pushing her around and teasing her wantonly.
These little scoundrels were dressed in gorgeous clothes and glittering jewelry, and they were full of obscenities. It looked like they were used to running rampant and domineering.
A middle-aged man, sweating profusely, ran over, obviously the girl's father. He begged repeatedly, but was kicked to the ground by a scoundrel.
The onlookers were silent, no one dared to say a word.
Zhang Yi rushed out of the crowd and shouted.
"Stop! Is there no other way? You guys molest a girl in public, you really deserve a beating!"
The little scoundrels were all stunned, looking Zhang Yi up and down, and then burst into laughter.
"You're a thief," a scoundrel glared at Zhang Yi and scolded him. "I'll slap you in the mouth. If I scream again, I'll beat you until you're half dead and hanging on the city wall!"
Zhang Yi had heard the phrase "thief of your mother" in a northwest dialect, and General Liu Guangda loved to say it. Zhang Yi had long been tired of hearing it.
Without saying anything, Zhang Yi stepped forward and slapped him.
Snap!
The scoundrel was beaten to the point where he spun around three times, and then he spurted blood from his mouth and nose. He stood there stupidly like a wooden man, looking at Zhang Yi with horrified eyes.
He refused to believe it even to the death, and would beat anyone who came without asking who he was.
Zhang Yi didn't do anything harsh, he just wanted to teach the bad boy a lesson.
"Mom, you dare to hit me, do you know who I am?" The scoundrel was so angry that he wiped the blood from his nose and shouted.
Snap!
Zhang Yi slapped him again. He didn't want to hit him at first, but he didn't know that this guy didn't accept the lesson and dared to curse others wildly.
The slap was so hard that the scoundrel was knocked to the ground and fainted.
The onlookers couldn't help but burst into applause.
Well-meaning people reminded me one after another.
"Run away, young man, you can't afford to offend these people."
"You're going to lose your head, run!"
Zhang Yi was surprised that the consequences were so serious, wasn't it just a few delinquents? He wanted to know who the fathers of these guys were and how tough their background was.
The three remaining scoundrels suddenly sobered up, became angry, pulled out daggers and daggers from their boots, surrounded Zhang Yi, and shouted.
"Who are you? Do you know who you are beating? Are you tired of living a crooked life?"
Zhang Yi sneered.
"No matter who you are, you can't do bad things. I would like to know who you are?"
The little scoundrels looked at each other. Seeing Zhang Yi so calm, they didn't dare to act rashly for a moment. If you look closely, you can see that he is just an unknown person in shabby clothes and a foreigner.
"Hmph, I'll scare you to death!" shouted a scoundrel, "The young man you beat has a father named Jing Zhaowei!"
Old China continued to use ancient official positions, which were equivalent to the deputy mayor of Chang'an City.
"What happened to Jing Zhaowei? Can Jing Zhaowei's son break the law?" Zhang Yi shook his head and said, "Who is your father? Tell me and listen."
"My father is a warlord!"
"My father is the censor!"
"My father is a minister!"
A group of young scoundrels reported their family status, and their father's official position was very prominent. Chang'an was the capital of old China, and there were many officials and many children. This gang of second-generation gangsters usually tangled together, haunting wine shops and casinos, and having sex.
Fighting and bullying have become a social problem.
Zhang Yi thought to himself that his identity would be exposed sooner or later. He couldn't beat up all the sons of officials and provoke many people. These young men were drunk and causing trouble, but their crimes were not serious enough to lead to death. They should be restrained and disciplined.
Seeing Zhang Yi's silence, the little scoundrels became even more arrogant. Thinking that he was scared, they waved their daggers and tried to chop off his arms and legs.
Zhang Yi smiled bitterly, he must be forced to take action...
…
"Boom!" "Plop!" "Oh my God!"
Suddenly, a young man in black rushed out of the crowd, kicked someone down with a flying kick. He was very agile and displayed a set of sharp kicks. After the flying kick, he followed up with a spin kick and another hook kick.
He knocked the three scoundrels to the ground, unable to resist.
"Good skills!" Zhang Yi praised.
This black-clothed young man's martial arts skills are top-notch, and his agile figure resembles Xiao Han's. He always uses softness to overcome strength, which made Zhang Yi's eyes shine. He is a master among the people!
The young man in black was thin and small, and he looked like an ordinary person in his dress, but he dared to beat up a bureaucrat's son. Zhang Yi admired his courage.
Seeing that the young man in black was so angry that he kicked the gangsters who fell to the ground, Zhang Yi dissuaded him and said: "This little brother, just teach me a lesson, don't cause any harm to anyone."
"What's the point of causing trouble?" The boy in black gritted his teeth, his voice was very hoarse, "If you dare to bully girls in the street, I will beat them to death!"
Wow, this young man in black is stubborn and stupid, and he is also someone who does things without considering the consequences.
"Little brother, bullying girls should be beaten, but it's wrong if you beat them to death," Zhang Yi said with a smile, "I think it's better to let them apologize."
The boy in black thought it made sense, so he reluctantly stopped.
The three scoundrels on the ground were all bruised and swollen by his kicks, and they were screaming in pain.
"Who are you?" The scoundrel who had been knocked unconscious by Zhang Yi's slap woke up. He was shocked and asked in a trembling voice.
"I'm just a passerby. From now on, if you dare to stir up trouble and bully the weak, I'll beat you every time I see you." Zhang Yi warned.
"Fight? Forget it! There is no next time. Next time I see you bullying others, I will kill you directly!" The young man in black said angrily, "You all remember, I am Ye Fei, the hero of Chang'an. Today is
It’s my first battle since my debut! For the sake of this big brother’s intercession, I’ll spare you for once!”
Everyone present was stunned. Ye Fei, a young hero from Chang'an, appeared out of nowhere. He has great skills and a good tone. One question is, after offending so many big shots at once, does he still have a foothold in Chang'an?
Zhang Yi couldn't help laughing when he heard these words.
He likes this little brother's character, he is not afraid of anything, but he is just starting out and can't hold his own. He deliberately recruits this little brother into the team and provides him with protection.
"Why are you laughing, brother, what did I say wrong?" the boy in black asked strangely.
"Bullying people will not lead to death, Chang'an Xiaoxia, give them a chance to be a new person." Zhang Yi said with a smile, and then said sternly to the gangsters, "The four of you, immediately kneel down and apologize to the father and daughter, and take out the
The money will be compensated.”
The four little scoundrels were dumbfounded.
Zhang Yi stepped forward and grabbed the person's clothes from the back with one hand, picked them up, and threw them at the feet of the father and daughter. He threw them five or six meters away, like throwing two chickens.
Everyone was amazed, and even the boy in black showed admiration. If this big brother wanted to kill someone, it would only be a matter of punching or kicking him.
But he is very calm and fair, and he looks like a person who does great things.