"Humph, you are quite old, why are you unreasonable?" The strong man Mr. Wei said in a calm tone: "If I let all the debtors live, then there will be no way for me to die?"
He clasped his hands behind his back, looked down at the two women who were holding their daughter and crying together, and said: "Don't worry, I've made an agreement with them. I'll give money to people when I see them. Twenty taels of silver is a lot. You exchanged my money, and you can also give me money."
Isn’t it a good thing to have half a tael of silver left?”
Feng Zhou glanced at the crowd and saw that in addition to the two beside Mr. Wei, there were seven or eight strong men with their hands on their chests, their faces indifferent, and their clothes similar to each other. They were all obviously from the same group.
"This is most likely a tragedy in which a local tycoon borrowed loan sharks at usury and then forced people to sell their girls."
This thought flashed through Feng Zhou's mind, but he did not act immediately, but waited quietly to see what happened.
"Mr. Wei," the woman cried, "I will definitely pay you back, but my daughter will not sell it."
"What do you want to pay back? If you have money, I'm still here talking nonsense?" Mr. Wei snorted coldly and scanned the color at one of his men: "Good luck!"
The strong man named Lai Yun immediately leaned down, grabbed Xing'er's arm, and said coldly: "Let's go, let's go."
The woman and her daughter struggled desperately: "No, no!"
He knelt down to the crowd of spectators and shouted: "Fathers and fellow villagers, I beg you, I beg you, I beg you to ask for a favor from Mr. Wei, my daughter is only thirteen years old, I beg you."
Everyone in the crowd looked indifferent, bowing their heads in silence, not even saying a word. They were obviously afraid of Mr. Wei's power.
Lai Yun gave a ferocious smile and said: "My dear, let me tell you, the best thing about your daughter is her age. This age is worth a lot of money! If she goes to Cuihongyuan, what will she wear and eat?
If you have any problem, just recite the Buddha's name..."
The woman looked at Lai Yun with resentful eyes, but Lai Yun turned a blind eye and continued: "If any master marries her as his concubine, you will be blessed for the rest of your life. Let's go!"
After Lai Luck said that, he ignored the woman's cries and kicked her directly. He picked up the thirteen-year-old girl Xing'er and started to walk out.
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly a man stood out from the crowd, blocking his luck. He said to Mr. Wei: "quem Mr. Wei, I heard that you are the number one family member in Zhuqu Town. Everyone is counting on taking care of the town. How can you do it in broad daylight?"
, sending someone’s daughter to a brothel?”
"Hey, brat, where did you come from? You dare to challenge our Mr. Wei, you don't want to live anymore?"
Lai Yun shouted, and then relied on his strength to push forward, intending to push this guy aside directly.
"Wait!"
Mr. Wei stopped Lai Yun, walked up to this man, tilted his head and glanced twice, then nodded gently and said: "This gentleman looks unfamiliar? Is he from out of town?"
"I, Wang Yun, a native of Ruzhou, passed by here and saw that Mr. Wei was not doing something right, so I came here to persuade him to make peace. I have two taels of silver, so just think of me as asking this poor mother and daughter to repay this debt."
Wang Yun said while offering two taels of silver.
Seeing his humble attitude and holding money in his hand, Lai Yun looked at his master: "Mr. Wei, look..."
Mr. Wei took two steps forward, took the two taels of silver, weighed it in his hands, smiled, and said, "Two taels of silver is quite chivalrous..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped Wang Yun hard on the face.
"Crack!"
Wang Yun couldn't dodge and was slapped to the ground. In an instant, more than half of his face was swollen.
"Damn it! A guy from out of town dares to scare me with two taels of silver, and dares to challenge me just because he thinks he has money! Who do you think you are!"
As he spoke, Wang Yun kicked him desperately. Wang Yun was unable to react in time, and then he was tricked. Now he was lying on the ground, dizzy, unable to resist. He was kicked several times in succession, and he couldn't help but vomit blood and scream in agony.
"How dare you expose my power in Zhuqu Town! Give me a good beating and throw you into a mass grave."
Mr. Wei shouted coldly.
"Yes!" Immediately, several strong men responded and stepped forward to punch and kick Wang Yun. They caught Wang Yun and beat him severely.
The people around him were so frightened that they lowered their heads and said nothing, and no one dared to show their heads.
"No wonder no one dares to come forward. It turns out that this man named Wei has a violent temper and kills people at every turn, but no one dares to take care of him!"
Feng Zhou sighed.
The biggest characteristic of the Central Plains dynasty was that the imperial power did not go to the countryside. The local tycoon was the local emperor. If the emperor's family had someone serving as an official in the court and was somewhat powerless, he would be able to move freely and act as he pleased.
"Bring Xing'er to me and drag her into the Cuihong Courtyard. If this widow dares to stop her again, we will drag her together to the graveyard!"
Mr. Wei shouted coldly.
Lai Yun responded and immediately went over to pull Xing'er. Suddenly, a hand stopped Lai Yun in front of him.
Everyone looked in surprise.
They saw Feng Zhou standing in front of Xing'er, putting one hand in his bag and the other hand to stop people. He turned to Master Wei and said:
"Mr. Wei, you have to be merciful and give me some face. Let's end this matter."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.
"Oh, where did you come from, and you want me to give you face?" Mr. Wei said sullenly.
Anger rose in his heart. First, there was someone who dared not repay a debt and didn't want her daughter to fall into the pit of fire. Then an outgoing boy who didn't know where he came from took two taels of silver and shuddered at him. Now there was another young boy who said he wanted to give him face.
It seems that my words, Mr. Wei, are no longer useful. Anyone who comes here is bullied.
"Who am I?" Feng Zhou tilted his head, thought for a while and replied:
"I'm the one you can't afford to mess with!"
As soon as he answered this, everyone around him was in an uproar, and everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a "madman".
Everyone looked at him in shock.
Who doesn't know that Mr. Wei is not only moody, but also cruel and domineering? Just now he dealt with a foreigner, and now a gangster appears to provoke him. He is really impatient.
"Hahahahaha" Mr. Wei laughed angrily. "I can't afford to offend you? Is there anyone else in Zhuqu Town who I can't afford to offend?"
"If I don't chop you into pieces and feed you to the wolves today, my surname will not be Wei!"
Mr. Wei smiled, pointed at Feng Zhou, and said word by word.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lai Yun beside Feng Zhou seemed to have received some signal. He held a wooden stick in his hand and suddenly hit Feng Zhou on the back of the head!
This wooden stick is made of hardwood and is as thick as an adult's arm. If the stick hits your head, it will probably open the gourd on the spot!
Everyone in the crowd changed their expressions when they saw the force of the stick. They were so frightened that they turned their heads and closed their eyes, as if they were hitting themselves with the stick.
He was about to hit Feng Zhou with a stick and blood would be splashed on the spot.
Unexpectedly, Feng Zhou stretched out his hand and grabbed the wooden stick.