Chapter 49: The Freckled Little Chubby

  At the sound of two long and one short whistle, the black-clad guards who were originally smiling suddenly took action. These guards had been following Qin Lei from the state of Qi, and Qin Lei knew that his own martial arts skills were not outstanding in this era, so he didn't let the guards give up their original martial arts. He simply combined their existing martial arts skills and taught them many techniques to defeat an enemy with one move.

  The guards gradually liked this simple and convenient way of fighting. As soon as they made a move, more than a dozen family servants fell to the ground.

  The other side had dozens of people, and as soon as they saw Shi Meng's side make a move, they were instantly furious. How could they have ever received such treatment? Usually, just seeing the emblem on their carriage, who in the entire capital wouldn't be obedient and bow their heads? Not daring to breathe a word?

  But these ignorant rascals dared to provoke the dignity of the family servants, who no longer cared about their mysterious origins and shouted as they rushed forward.

  Both sides were entangled together. It's said to be a melee, but if you take a closer look, you'll definitely find that the black-clad guards are clearly in groups of three, with each group supporting each other.

  It soon became apparent that organized fighting was much stronger than disorganized fighting. The servants, armed with their numbers, charged forward fiercely, but most of them were blocked by the first few groups of black-clad guards. The black-clad guards were handpicked by Qin Lei from his 300 team members at the time, each one tall and strong, ruthless and cunning. Whenever they punched or kicked someone, even if it didn't hit a vital spot, the person would fall to the ground like they had been struck by a fierce bull. The three groups of black-clad guards barely withstood the charge of dozens of people.

  There were still seven or eight servants who had been consciously let through by the black-clad guards in front, and the eight guards waiting behind would easily knock them to the ground like wolves pouncing on sheep. A whistle sounded, and the guards in front would let a few more come over and knock them down again. After several rounds, the ground was filled with servants who were either crying out in pain or moaning or had simply fainted. Less than seven or eight were still standing.

  The black-clad guards, apart from most of them having bruised noses and swollen faces, only Shi Meng retreated with a pulled arm due to his overly fierce punches.

  At this time, the scene of the car accident and brawl was already surrounded by a crowd of onlookers, with even some Kyoto prefecture bailiffs mixed in among the crowd watching the commotion. Among the crowd, a peddler carrying a load on his back asked an idling rascal next to him: "It's gotten to this point, why don't these officials do something about it? Is there still no justice?" As he spoke, he became indignant, probably recalling how he himself was often chased away by city officials and forced to roam the streets, feeling a sense of injustice in his heart.

  The idler by the side glanced at the peddler and sneered: "An outsider, eh?"

  The peddler exclaimed in surprise: "I've been studying Mandarin for so long, and you can still tell?"

  The idler sneered and said, "Nonsense, who in the capital doesn't know about the four evils... oh no, I mean the four young masters." He saw the surprised gaze of the people around him and hastily changed his words. Then he continued to click his tongue and say, "Those who can go against the four young masters must not be ordinary people either. Do the officials dare to intervene?"

  The peddler, unaware of the danger, curiously asked: "I wonder which of the Four Great Evils is this?"

  The idler caught sight of the official coming this way and cursed, "What bad luck! Go home, go home!" Without answering the peddler's question, he turned around and rushed out of the crowd.

  The peddler saw the idler's attitude, still unaware that his troubles came from his own mouth, and turned to leave. Just as he emerged from the crowd, an iron chain descended from above, firmly locking him in place. Two constables dressed in black uniforms sneered at him, saying "Come with us." Without waiting for the peddler's explanation, they dragged and kicked him away.

  The people around seemed to be used to it, without any surprise, just watching the fight in the arena more intently.

  At this time, the black-clad guards had already forced back the few remaining servants to the edge of the overturned carriage, where two middle-aged men with long swords on their backs were guarding a plump young man in brocade clothes with freckles all over his face.

  The black-clad guard was about to knock down the last few, when Qin Lei's loud voice came from behind: "Withdraw." The black-clad guard executed the order without any hesitation and retreated back to Qin Lei's side. Qin Lei adjusted his clothes, smiled and stepped forward, bowing to Xiao Pangzi: "This brother, just now was a misunderstanding, why don't I host a wine party to calm your nerves? It can also be considered as my apology."

  The two middle-aged men beside Xiao Pangzi had faces as dark as water. Having been beaten by someone and left with nothing, they naturally couldn't show their faces. But seeing that the black-clad guards were indeed formidable, and although the carriage didn't have any emblem, it was clearly a product of the Imperial Workshop, something ordinary officials couldn't get. For a moment, they couldn't figure out the other party's background, staring at Qin Lei without answering.

  The little fatty was a ruthless character, coldly snorting: "Good kid, no matter what tricks you play, grandpa will accompany you all the way."

  Qin Lei laughed happily and said, "Brother, you're indeed generous. Let's go, let's go to the largest... thing in the capital city." As he spoke, he reached out to pull Xiao Pangzi. The two middle-aged swordsmen were about to stop him, but they saw Xiao Pangzi step out from between them and walk alongside Qin Lei with his arm around his shoulder.

  The two brothers generally walked in front, the two swordsmen behind them exchanged a glance, one followed with the remaining few servants, and the other hurried away. Shen Qing also followed Qin Lei with the black-clad guards.

  The remaining mess was cleaned up by officials from Kyoto Prefecture.

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  Time rewound to a moment ago, on the busiest Fuxi Avenue in Zhongdu City, several horse-drawn carriages with tiger head emblems galloped wildly, and pedestrians along the way cried out in surprise to avoid them. Many stalls that didn't have time to move were knocked over one after another, fruits and vegetables splashed everywhere, and were trampled into mud.

  Just as the team of horses galloped to the intersection of Fuxi Avenue and Yantou Alley, a two-wheeled carriage without any emblem came out from the alley and was knocked over by the leading carriage...

  All this is just to say that Qin Lei and Xiao Pangzi are walking shoulder to shoulder on Fuxi Avenue, the most prosperous street in Zhongdu City.

  The population of the city is over one million. Fuxi Avenue can be called the most prosperous, and it's naturally true. To say nothing of other things, just looking at the ten-mile-long street lined with various wine houses, some of which are grandly named Wanli Building, Tianwei Pavilion, Shiweitian, etc.; some have elegant style, named Xiangxiangguan, Junzilou, Yanbinge, etc.; and others have taken a different approach, boldly innovating, called Haizailai, Xiangeren, Kehuitou, etc. All in all, it's dazzling.

  It's already noon now, and every hotel is bustling with activity, and they're almost fully booked.

  As someone with Qin Lei and Xiao Pangzi's taste, of course they would want to dine in the most high-end, luxurious, and dazzling places, preferably with a touch of gold.

  Then they went to Wanli Building.

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  Today is the third update, and I've completed the basic tasks. If the recommendation votes reach 800, there will be a fourth chapter. Please forgive me for being tainted by writing Qin Lei

  Heart it. Too shameless, too despicable, too lowly. However, at 850 votes, I'll add another update oh.

  Let's make the recommendation votes come in more fiercely!

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