Changlefang has a great background, and the servants and stewards here are all highly skilled warriors. Although Zhang Dezhong also has the third-level Qi training level, he can't fight against these seven or eight people. For a while, he was beaten to the point of ghosts howling and wolves howling, and was thrown out like a broken sack.
"I'm warning you, you'd better pay back the one thousand crystals you owe me with interest as soon as possible, otherwise, hmph... forget about staying in Yanjing City!"
Zhang Dezhong was beaten black and blue all over his body, even his eyes were swollen, but he didn't have the courage to resist, so he could only limp out and groan: "You are a bunch of bastards who look down on others. When I get the gambling money, I will come back and beat you to death! You are a bunch of bastards, you dare to hit me, wait until I use the money to hire a group of thugs to beat you to death, and see if you dare to be so arrogant."
Thinking of this, Zhang Dezhong couldn't help but grinning.
He is now a man of millions of wealth, so a mere 1,200 yuan is nothing. Even if he doesn't work in Nalan Mansion anymore, he will never have to worry about food and clothing.
Right! It would be better to take those Yuan Jing and fly away to live a carefree life. As for those bastards, he must teach them a lesson before he leaves.
Zhang Dezhong was furious at one moment and arrogant at another. She hurried all the way back to the small courtyard she had secretly bought, without noticing He Xi who was following her all the way.
Because Zhang Dezhong was of low status and had no safe storage equipment, He Xi guessed that he would hide the Yuanjing he earned in some secret place.
Sure enough, just a few minutes later, Zhang Dezhong sneaked out of the back door of the courtyard carrying a large bag.
The bag looked crude and ordinary, but it faintly emitted fluctuations of spiritual power.
He Xi raised his eyebrows and smiled, then leaped in front of Zhang Dezhong.
"Who?!" Zhang Dezhong was already cautious and guilty, and He Xi's appearance almost scared him to death. Even a lot of crystal stones in his bag rolled to the ground.
He just managed to stand firm, and found that the person standing in front of him was actually an elegant and handsome young man, and there was not a trace of spiritual energy in his body.
This is obviously a mortal!
Zhang Dezhong suddenly became bolder and glared at He Xi fiercely, saying, "Boy, did you come to the wrong door? What are you doing standing at the door of my backyard?"
He Xi smiled with her brows raised and a faint smile revealed at the corners of her mouth. Her snow-white teeth were faintly visible between her cherry-like lips, which was like a feather plucking people's heartstrings and making people feel itchy all over.
Zhang Dezhong couldn't help showing a lewd expression. He looked her up and down and laughed, "You look like a budding girl. What's wrong? Are you interested in me and want to curry favor with me? What a pity. Although you are really fresh and tender, I don't like you. You should go find other sellers."
The sinister look in Hexi's eyes flashed away. She raised her eyelids slightly, glanced at the bruised and swollen man with a wretched look, and said slowly: "Zhang Dezhong, don't you recognize me?"
Zhang Dezhong was still laughing with a lecherous look on his face: "If I had seen a girl as tender and lovely as you, how could I not recognize her?"
Before he could finish his words, He Xi sneered and stretched out his hand to slowly wipe his face.
In the blink of an eye, that beautiful face that was as bright as spring flowers and as beautiful as the autumn moon turned into a dull, sallow face. (To be continued)