Chapter 28 I have never heard such a strange request As the girl's voice rose, the evil slaves stopped their actions, holding whistles, and formed a semicircle in the courtyard. Daodao's eyes fell on the Zhao family's mother and daughter, wandering around with ill intentions. "Where is Zhao Duan? Ask him to come out." Zhang Changji's eyes lit up when he saw the two women, but he quickly pretended to look for someone. Eugene Hua forced herself to remain calm, took a step forward and pulled her daughter behind her. She tried to force a smile, bowed slightly, and said nervously: "Da Lang is not at home today. I don't know what you can do for me. I can convey it to you." Women give birth early at this time of year. Although Eugenia is a mother, her figure is at its peak and she is more plump and beautiful than her daughter. At this moment, she was wearing a dark green satin dress, which further highlighted her fair skin. When she leaned forward, her head lowered slightly and her neck was like a cicada. Bah, why are all the Zhao family members so good-looking... Zhang Changji was jealous and twisted, and lied: "Zhao Duan owes me one thousand taels of silver and has been slow to pay it back. I came to collect the debt today. Since he is not here, I will have to ask the two ladies for it." "Mom, he's lying..." Zhao Pan widened his eyes, extremely angry.
It’s true that Zhang Changji didn’t even act well, it’s almost as if “I’m talking nonsense” was written on his face. "Don't talk!" Eugene stopped her upright daughter. The beautiful woman looked embarrassed and said: "Is that so? Where is the loan agreement?" Zhang Changji said lazily, "I didn't bring it." Eugene Hua apologized: "The big money in the mansion is in Dalang's hands. Please go back first and wait for Dalang to come back later..." Zhang Changji uttered a "huh" and said: "Come back? Do you still think that Zhao Duan can come back alive today?" Eugene Hua's face changed! Zhang Changji was very proud and sneered: "Who in the entire capital doesn't know that Zhao Duan has caused trouble, and the entire court has impeached him. He was arrested and taken to the palace for interrogation this morning? It's already this hour, and he's nowhere to be found. I'm afraid he's been imprisoned. Maybe soldiers will come to search his house soon. What will I do with the money he owes me then?" The Zhao family's mother and daughter both felt a sinking feeling in their hearts! Zhao Duan has not returned home in the past three days. At first, they were still feeling fortunate. After all, if Zhao Duan came back, they would inevitably be ordered around by him and their dignity would be destroyed. But gradually, news began to spread. The mother and daughter also learned that Zhao Duan had been impeached, lost the favor of the empress, and was about to become a prisoner. They were already extremely nervous! Zhao Pan, who has a strong temper and cannot bear Zhao Duan's insults, has his own ideas. I kept comforting my mother, saying that at worst they could sell their property, move to a smaller place, buy a small yard and live on their own. Even though it is miserable, it is better than living under someone else's roof and being PUA all day long. But Eugene Hua, who has seen the ups and downs of life and knows the difficulties of survival, knows that her daughter is too young and has childish ideas. If Zhao Duan was really finished, how could they escape the subsequent revenge? I’m afraid the end will be a hundred times more miserable than death. But facing the struggle in the court, what can a weak woman like Eugene Hua do? He could only pretend to be calm, calm the emotions of the servants at home, and hope that his family could escape this disaster. However, he did not expect that before Zhao Duan’s punishment was decided, the enemy who came to collect the debt had already smelled the scent and broke into the house.
"Sir," Eugene Hua held her daughter's hand, her joints almost turning white, and tried to remain calm. "I don't know where you heard this rumor from, I..." "Master, stop talking nonsense to them," said the evil slave of the Zhang family. "People like this usually don't cry until they see the coffin." As they spoke, everyone held up their whistles and narrowed the encirclement. The beautiful woman turned pale, took a step back, and her voice almost changed: "what you up to?!" Zhang Changji sneered, "Follow me in to search!" After saying that, he strode towards the mother and daughter. "you dare!" The beautiful girl Zhao Pan suddenly stepped out, protected her mother with her hands, and a dagger slipped out of her sleeve. She held it in her hand and pointed it forward. Her eyes were fixed on him: "If you come over here I will kill you!" Zhang Changji looked at him with disdain. With his martial arts skills, how could he be afraid of this? He snapped his fingers and a burst of force was released. The girl's slender wrist shook, she groaned in pain, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang. "Pan'er!" Eugene Hua was horrified, but she hugged her daughter again. The two girls fell to the ground together, with sad and desperate looks in their eyes. Just at this moment, Zhang Changji's ears moved slightly and he heard the sound of hurried horse hooves coming from outside the yard. Along with this, there are also unique sound waves emitted by the martial artist's qi vibrating the air. Zhang Changji's face changed slightly, and relying on a warrior's premonition, he suddenly turned sideways and looked back. Outside the towering gate of Zhao's courtyard, a black shadow suddenly jumped up. Like a falcon flapping its wings in the sky, blocking out the sunlight. Zhao Duan's face was gloomy. He was in mid-air, throwing a string of copper coins in his hand with all his might. One by one, the copper coins broke the hemp rope, made a sharp whistle in the air, and splashed towards Zhang Changji. "Zhao Duan!" Zhang Changji was so shocked that he had no time to think. He dodged subconsciously and the copper coin hit the wooden pillar with a shocking force, which was actually a means of killing. It’s not that Zhao Duan intended to kill him, but he had just been promoted to the middle level and had not yet adapted to the expanded power. At this moment, he attacked in anger, feeling his dantian burning, his blood almost boiling, and a sense of dominance arising spontaneously. "Go away!" Zhao Duan shouted angrily and stepped on the roof with his toes. The green tiles cracked and the broken pieces swept across the courtyard in a fan shape like machine gun bullets. "Oh!" "Master...save me..." A group of evil slaves holding whistles screamed, blood spurted from their bodies, and they fell to the ground! Zhao Duan used his legs to gain momentum and swooped down like a big bird, kicking the evil slave who had just proposed to attack him away.
He first glanced at his aunt and stepsister who were hugging each other and shivering on the ground, and seeing that they were not seriously injured, his eyes immediately locked on the real person. "Zhao Duan! How could you come back?" Zhang Changji's pupils suddenly shrank and there was disbelief in his voice. Shouldn't he be imprisoned? Isn't today his judgment day? My brother clearly said... Zhao Duan's expression was as cold as frost, and he squinted his eyes and said: "Are you surprised that I can come back?" Perhaps it was the influence of the original owner's residual memories, new grudges and old hatreds, which made him extremely disgusted with the person in front of him. Zhang Changji's face looked grim, realizing that something might have gone wrong. But he still didn't think that the Zhao thief would be safe, after all, his brother had made a solemn promise yesterday. Moreover, given his family's powerful background, he is not afraid. Calm down now, smile coldly: "You're lucky, but I came to visit with good intentions, but you treated me like this. It's not fair." Zhao Duan frowned, looked at the frightened servants nearby, and pointed at a familiar one: "what happened?" The old steward who was called felt a lump in his throat: "My dear, you are back. This group of people broke in and claimed to be collecting debts, but they couldn't produce the IOU. When the lady tried to stop them, they used force to rob..." He described the process haltingly. Zhao Duan became furious after hearing this. He stared at Zhang Changji and said in a emotionless voice: "Is this the visit you mentioned?" The captain of the Beijing camp, who was wearing loose shorts and had a slightly open mind, didn't care much: "So what if it is? So what if it isn't? Zhao Duan, with your limited skills, do you dare to attack me? Hit me if you dare?" As a mortal of average rank and a real soldier in the army, Zhang Changji's actual martial arts strength is much higher than Zhao Duan's. Zhao Duan, who had just been promoted to the middle rank and obtained part of the royal family's "Martial God" inheritance and was suspected of obtaining mysterious martial arts, had a strange look on his face. Without warning, he threw a punch: "I've never heard of such a strange request. I'll satisfy you." (End of this chapter)