Sure enough, in the next two days, the stubborn Huang Feihong went to the yamen to ask for his orders for the people several times, hoping that the yamen could negotiate with foreigners.

In his words, I acted upright, contributed to the court, and pleaded for the people. Human life was greater than heaven. As long as foreigners could make compensation, they would not dare to bully the Han people at will in the future. What is Huang Feihong's personal honor and disgrace?

People who score full marks in ideological and political exams are really terrible.

Su Zhao, who watched the scene coldly, shook his head. He had long been mentally prepared for this terrible court and had no hope at all.

Therefore, Su Zhao was unwilling to participate.

In the past two days, he went out early and came back late every day, wandering around the city, and even Zhang Shaojun invited him to take photos together, he did not agree.

His footprints were left everywhere in Foshan.

He witnessed and witnessed the lives of the people at the bottom of this era.

He also experienced the decadent world of the rich class with a critical look, and it was really fragrant.

I almost lingered and couldn't bear to leave.

Of course, he is not greedy for pleasure, but is planned.

Fortunately, God pays off and he finally found him.

At this time, walking in Foshan City, Su Zhao looked forward and happened to see Lin Shirong's pork shop.

Lin Shirong is Huang Feihong's eldest disciple. He is called Pork Rong because he makes a living by selling pork.

Although this person is reckless and has a deep personality, he is basically just a little bit, but he is very loyal to the world.

He is really righteous and often slaughtering dogs, but he is always a scholar.

Zhu Ruorong has been practicing martial arts with Huang Feihong for many years and has been deeply educated in Hongquan. At this time, he has already entered Mingjin and is considered a good player.

In this world, Zhu Rurong is a rude fat man, but in the history of Su Zhao's previous life, he was a master of boxing.

After Huang Feihong's death, many of his martial arts were compiled by Lin Shirong and circulated in later generations.

Zhururong was selling pork, but saw a group of people rushing up with a knife and stick, chasing a boy in front of him.

"Yoho!"

Seeing that there was a fight, Zhu Rurong immediately became excited, threw the pig-killing knife in his hand and rushed forward.

"Hey, brother, you're in trouble!"

Zhu Ruorong grabbed the boy who was chased, Liang Kuan, who escaped from the theater, and asked, "What is the origin of the other party?"

"The people who collected protection fees on Shahe said they wanted to cause trouble for me. They relied on the large number of people and power, and I fought and retreated all the way from the dock to the city."

Liang Kuan's expression was a little panicked and he said hurriedly.

"Go ahead, kill that bastard!"

The leader on the opposite side held a big pass knife, waved his hand, and rushed up with a group of people.

"hehe!"

Seeing that he was surrounded, a sneer appeared on Zhu Rong's honest face. He whistled loudly, and soon a large group of men holding long sticks rushed from all around him.

These Hanma are much more than the previous group of people, and they surrounded them, staring at them one by one, and they are in a strife when they are disagreeable.

The man holding the Daguan Sword opposite was the leader at first sight. Seeing such a large formation, he was furious. A person next to him made a sound reminder: "Brother, that fat man is Zhururong, the apprentice of Huang Feihong in Foshan, and he is surrounded by the militia!"

"What are you here? Why haven't you seen it before?"

At this time, Pork Rong asked leisurely.

"Pig Rong, for the sake of your master Huang Feihong, I will give you a yard today. Get out of here quickly. I will kill that kid!"

The leader was the boss of Shahe Gang. After hearing what he was saying, he said with a harsh expression on his face.

"Boy, if you have the habit, stand up and hand over one hand. Otherwise, I will make you unable to survive in Foshan!"

After he finished speaking, he shouted to Liang Kuan again.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, this is the first time I have heard such arrogant words. I dare to make people unable to survive in Foshan. Why? Is your father the Governor of Nanyue?"

At this moment, a voice came from outside the crowd.

Hearing this voice, everyone quickly made way out, revealing a person, Zhu Rong, Liang Kuan, and Shahe Gang all looked over.

"Huh, it's him?"

Zhu Rong's pupils shrank and he exclaimed in surprise.

"Who is it?"

Liang Kuan asked quickly.

"A distinguished guest at my master's mansion, a powerful rich young man!"

Zhu Rong remembered the experiences of the previous two days and felt a trembling whole body, as if the pain in his whole body had not subsided, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

Su Zhao moved into Baozhilin, which naturally attracted a lot of discussion among Huang Feihong's disciples, especially when he heard Huang Feihong say that he was very skilled in martial arts and was no less than himself, he felt even more dissatisfied.

Then, it's simple.

Someone instigated Zhururong to ask Su Zhao for advice.

Su Zhao took action and taught them all a lesson, and then he became honest, including Pork Rong.

"A rich young man? What are the abilities?"

Looking at the person coming, Liang Kuan said I didn't believe it.

The person coming was Su Zhao. He was wearing a moon-white silk gown, a top hat on his head, and a folding fan in his hand, looking like a full-blown playboy.

Not to mention Liang Kuan, even the boss of Shahe Gang didn't believe it.

"This friend, this is a grudge between our Shahe Gang and the militia. How dare you ask who you are?"

Of course, it is not a fool who can sit in the position of the gang leader. When he saw Su Zhao's dress, he was afraid that he would hit someone noble person. He then clasped his fists and asked carefully.

"Don't worry, I'm not a rich child, and no one in my family is an official, just a commoner!"

Su Zhao put away the folding fan, looked at him, and asked, "You are from the Shahe Gang, aren't you? I've been looking for you for a long time. Come on, come on, there's something to talk about!"

He waved to Zhururong again and said, "Arong, go sell your meat, don't fight when you have nothing to do!"

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the Shahe Gang.

"Damn it, I was shocked. You kid really don't know how many eyes Prince Ma has. You dare to be presumptuous in front of me! Death for me!"

The leader of Shahe Gang spit out a mouthful of saliva, swung the Daguan knife in his hand and slashed at Su Zhao.

"Overbial ability!"

The sword light roared, and Su Zhao did not dodge or avoid it. He put away the folding fan in his hand, grabbed it with one hand, and met the attacking Daguan sword.

"Bang!"

The dust was flying, and the Daguan knife weighing dozens of pounds fell to the ground, splashing a burst of dust.

After the dust settled, everyone discovered that there was only a sword in the field that fell to the ground, and Su Zhao and Shahe Gang leader disappeared.

"Brother!"

"Gangmaster!"

The Shahe Gang members couldn't help but panic and shouted loudly.

"Get out, Mr. Su has taken your gang leader to discuss things!"

Zhururong seemed to be accustomed to it. With a wave of fat hand, he led the militia behind him to expel the Shahe Gang people.
Chapter completed!