Chapter 4152 Fight
When a few people arrived at the alley, they saw a man in Chinese clothes standing by the side, while the two attendants were pulling a girl. And the tears added a kind of pitiful feeling, which made people feel pity.
There are also a few monks who set up stalls in the alley, but all of them look like they have nothing to do with themselves. They just look at them, but they do not persuade or help. A bamboo basket was left in the corner, and some herbs were hanging on the side of the basket.
"Don't, woo, don't pull me, I don't want to go, don't go..." The girl cried, but, with only low strength, she couldn't even struggle to get away from the detention of the two attendants.
"Let go of that girl!"
A sonorous and powerful shout came from the entrance of the alley, causing everyone in the alley to be stunned for a moment, and looked towards the place of the sound.
Feng Jiu followed behind Wang Yu, listening to his drink, a smile could not help flashing across her eyes. really interesting.
"Yo, who am I! So it's Young Master Yu! What? You've also taken a fancy to this girl? I'm so sorry, you're late, she, I've taken a fancy to her, and I'm about to take it back to the mansion. !"
On the other side, the young man in Huayi gave the crying girl a light glance, stretched out his hand to help her to wipe her tears, and said with a pity and tenderness: "Don't cry, what's there to cry? This son sees you as you. The good fortune of eating and drinking spicy food with this young master is not as good as the few broken herbs you sell here?"
Because Fengjiu was standing in the back, blocked by Wang Yu and his two attendants in front, the people in the alley couldn't see her behind, they only knew that there was a woman in a red dress behind, but they didn't have too many. To pay attention, eyes and attention only fell on Wang Yu.
"Zeng San, you are also a member of several major families in the city. Your robbery can only embarrass your Zeng family! Hurry up and let them go! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" Wang Yu drank.
"What? You also liked it?" Zeng San asked, wrapping his arms around the girl's waist: "I won't let it go, what can you do to me?"
Wang Yu gave him a cold look, raised the fan in his hand, and instructed the two attendants beside him: "Go! Beat him so hard!"
As soon as his voice fell, the two attendants rushed forward and ran directly to Zeng San. When they saw the girl, the two attendants of Zeng's family immediately let them go and quickly stepped forward to help.
Seizing the opportunity, the girl quickly wiped away her tears, picked up the bamboo basket on the ground and loaded the herbs that had not been trampled on, and hurriedly left.
Feng Jiu quietly stood aside and watched, seeing that Wang Yu's two attendants were stronger in combat than the other two, and quickly suppressed the other. He stepped forward to help, and threw his fist straight up.
Seeing this, Wang Yu scolded immediately, pinned the fan in his hand to his waist, and waving his fist, he stepped forward and punched Zeng San's face in greeting: "You little turtle! Dare to hit me. Man, see if I won't take care of you!"
When the monks in the alley saw this, they quickly moved their stalls back, while others hurriedly packed their things and avoided them outside.
Feng Jiu saw that several people were fighting fiercely, but she didn't use any weapons, she just waved her fists and smiled playfully.