Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Ji Kun's eyes were glazed over, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

It wasn't just that he recognized him; he recognized him very well!

He was the Golden Hand of Master Ji Er of the Beacon Fire Gang, and he had seen Fang Zheng one more than once.

He could offend anyone, but he absolutely couldn't offend Fang Zheng!

Master Ji Er, as the leader of the largest gang in the capital, only had superficial glory. The man in front of him was the real underground emperor of the capital.

If he had known that the dog Ri, Ni Wenchun, was going to attack him, he would never have come!

If he said he was from the Beacon Fire Gang now, would he be able to go back alive?

Ji Kun's mind raced, and he swallowed, caught between a rock and a hard place.

But with this swallow, the taste of Eight Treasure Porridge rushed straight to the top of his head, almost making him vomit again.

Although he didn't throw up, he choked, and two streams of Eight Treasure Porridge shot out of his nostrils...

"Why aren't you talking?" Fang Zheng said expressionlessly, "Are you hungry again?"

Ji Kun trembled, tears almost falling, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed like a pestle: "Misunderstanding, this humble one didn't know it was Lord Fang, otherwise this humble one wouldn't dare to commit violence even if it meant death!"

"I'm asking who you are? And who ordered you to come?"

Ji Kun was desperate, casting a pleading look at Fang Zheng, seeing that the other party had no reaction.

The next moment, he was as if his whole body had been stripped of bones, and he collapsed, stammering: "Beacon Fire Gang... Ji Kun, Ni Wenchun told the little one to come and attack you, but the little one really didn't know he was going to attack Lord Fang, I... I'll go and capture Ni Wenchun right now!"

Fang Zheng sneered and waved his hand: "I'll give you an incense stick's time, go quickly and return quickly, if you don't come back, wait for the Embroidered Uniform Guard to come to your door tomorrow."

Ji Kun was pardoned, kowtowed twice, wiped his nose, and ran away.

Watching his fleeing back, Fang Zheng crossed his arms and sneered.

Turning around, he went to look at Chu Youyi again.

As a result, when the two's eyes met, Chu Youyi was afraid and quickly turned her head away, not daring to look at him again.

Too disgusting! How could he be so disgusting?

Suddenly, she didn't feel like talking to him very much.

Fang Zheng asked suspiciously: "Youyi, are you okay?"

"No... I'm fine, I'll go back first."

After Chu Youyi finished speaking, she took a step and prepared to leave.

She had to leave, she had to take a good break when she got back, it was too scary.

"Wait a minute, wait a while before you leave." Fang Zheng stopped her.

It seemed that Ni Wenchun didn't intend to give up, so he might as well solve the matter completely in front of her, so as to prevent them from being frightened in the future.

Chu Youyi hesitated for a moment, nodded, and continued to shrink in the corner.

After waiting for a long time, Ji Kun didn't return, but Chu Qinghan ran over with a lantern in a panic.

She was relieved to see Chu Youyi and Fang Zheng together.

Chu Qinghan asked: "Lord Fang, why haven't you gone back yet? It's already very late."

Fang Zheng smiled slightly: "You've come at the right time, wait here together, don't ask too much, you'll know in a while."

Although Chu Qinghan was suspicious, she didn't ask any more questions after hearing what Fang Zheng said.

Before long, Ji Kun hurriedly arrived in front of Fang Zheng, pinching Ni Wenchun's neck, followed by several friends.

Ni Wenchun was already sweating profusely, and he had been beaten all the way on the way here. Ji Kun had told him everything.

But he couldn't believe that the nouveau riche in cloth clothes in front of him was Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng's name was like thunder, but he had never actually seen him. How could Ji Kun confirm it?

"Kneel down!" Ji Kun kicked Ni Wenchun's knee hard, and Ni Wenchun immediately knelt on the ground.

The friends behind him were all trembling and at a loss.

Fang Zheng put his hands in his sleeves and asked with a smile: "Ji Kun should have told you who I am, right?"

Ni Wenchun stubbornly retorted, sweating profusely: "A little gangster said you are Fang Zheng, so you are Fang Zheng? What proof do you have?"

Fang Zheng curled his lips and said, "Proof? Zhou Tie, show him the waist tag."

Zhou Tie took out the Embroidered Uniform Guard's waist tag and shook it.

It was indeed the Embroidered Uniform Guard's waist tag.

Ni Wenchun looked at the waist tag in front of him with a lost soul, and cold sweat dripped down.

At this time, he no longer doubted him, and the others were even more panicked and bowed down one after another: "Greetings, Lord Fang."

Fang Zheng just smiled when he saw this: "Ni Wenchun, Miss Chu is my close friend. I heard that you have been harassing her with people again and again, so this official came forward to help."

"I thought that if you kept your promise today, this matter would be over, but it seems that you are still not honest."

Ni Wenchun opened his mouth dryly, his terrified eyes scanning back and forth between Fang Zheng and Chu Qinghan.

She... she is Fang Zheng's woman?

Then he really kicked an iron plate. If he had known earlier, how would he dare to touch her!

How should he end it now?

While he was thinking, Fang Zheng's sinister voice rang in his ear: "Little Ni, look, you gave a valuable pocket watch as a gift today. I'm afraid your father's salary can't afford it, right?"

"I... I... I'm sorry, Lord Fang... I didn't know about your relationship."

Ni Wenchun's whole body was stiff, and his speech had already begun to be unclear.

"It doesn't matter, it's all over, but you shouldn't have found someone to beat me, attacking a court official is a serious crime. If this matter spreads..."

"Little Ni, you don't want your father to lose his job, do you?"

Hearing this, Ni Wenchun trembled like a sieve, tears and snot flowing down together, and he kept begging for mercy.

Chu Qinghan and Chu Youyi couldn't help but turn their heads away, not wanting to watch any longer.

Although Ni Wenchun was very difficult to deal with before, he at least showed a graceful demeanor, but now this scene is really unbearable, directly exposing his ugliest side.

However, this scene made the two women recall Fang Zheng pretending to be a servant to help them in Yuding City.

How similar this scene is, but the identities are already worlds apart....

"Lord Fang, please, you can beat me or punish me however you want, but please... please don't tell my father..."

Fang Zheng raised his eyes and glanced behind him, seeing that everyone was kneeling, their bodies trembling slightly.

He gently patted Ni Wenchun's shoulder and said indifferently: "Your father can be regarded as conscientious in the cabinet, just this once."

"Tomorrow, you take your gang of friends to the Northern Garrison Prison and stay there for two days. You don't need me to teach you how to do it in the future, or how to explain it to your father, right?"

"No... no! I'll go tomorrow! I'll go tomorrow, thank you, Lord Fang, for your kindness!" Ni Wenchun kowtowed in fear, afraid that he would go back on his word.

Fang Zheng waved his hand: "You guys get out of here! Ji Kun, stay."

A group of people ran away in a hurry, and Ji Kun knelt on the ground with a bitter face: "Lord Fang, what do you want the little one to do?"

Fang Zheng said lightly: "The Beacon Fire Gang really can't change its nature, are you still doing those dirty jobs from before?"

Ji Kun cried out: "Injustice! Injustice, Lord Fang, I came out to take on private work, I deserve to die, I have nothing to do with the Beacon Fire Gang."

"What? Can't the Beacon Fire Gang support you anymore?"

"Yes... there are too many people joining the Beacon Fire Gang now, and they can't get odd jobs, so the little one had the crooked idea of taking a shortcut to earn more, but I earn money to help the lonely old people and out-of-school children in the capital, Lord Fang, please be aware of it!"

"Be aware of your mother's head! Go back and tell Master Ji Er to kneel at the gate of the Northern Garrison Prison for me tomorrow! Otherwise, wait for the Beacon Fire Gang to be disbanded! Get out!"

Everyone dispersed, and the street returned to calm.

Chu Qinghan wanted to say something, but Fang Zheng had already turned around and left with Zhou Tie.

Looking at Fang Zheng's back, Chu Qinghan could only sigh faintly...

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