Mr. Liu finally breathed a sigh of relief. Who knew that Mr. Zhang San continued: "But Mr. Liu, look at my clothes. This is the silk that is Guijixiang in Suzhou, southern China. This satin and handmade use of money. That is my nephew's pocket money for a month. Look, look, what it looks like." As he said that, he shook his clothes covered with mud.

Without waiting for General Manager Liu to persuade him, Zhang Sanshao turned to Zhu'er and said, "I will not be difficult for you brothers and sisters today, so as to avoid asking people to say that I bully you. As long as you pay me for the money, our account will be cancelled."

Zhu'er looked at Zhang San Shao with tears in her eyes and begged: "San Young Master, how can we always pay you for money? Please let us go. Can't I wash it clean for you? It's guaranteed to be the same as new clothes..."

Zhang San Shao smiled coldly and said, "Wash? Can you wash this kind of clothes? If you don't have money, I will be a maid for a few years. The young master will let you go today!"

Zhu'er turned to look at General Manager Liu, hoping that General Manager Liu could say something for her, but General Manager Liu just shook his head and sighed. Zhu'er felt cold in her heart. Looking at her unconscious brother and looking at Zhang Sanshao's sneering face, she felt sad. Does God really have no eyes? Just let these shameless gangsters act like a mighty person. Will honest people like her brother be bullied? Zhu'er was completely disappointed and wanted to nod and agree to him.

With a "swoosh", a piece of paper hit Zhang San Shao's face heavily. Although the piece of paper was very light, it was thrown out with force and hit the swollen half of Zhang San Shao's face. Zhang San Shao screamed in pain, "Who plotted against me?"

Zhu'er looked up and saw the leaders of the black-clothed horse-dressed horsemen slowly getting off the horse. They were not tall, but there was a kind of imposing majesty between their eyebrows and eyes. The cold gaze he looked at Zhang San Shao seemed to be able to penetrate the bone marrow. It made Zhang San Shao take a few steps back and unable to speak. And the softness that was occasionally revealed in his eyes was so warm, making people feel like spring breeze.

He looked at Zhang San Shao and said coldly: "It was me who threw it to you, a beggar. I will pick it up and get out of here!" The horsemen behind him turned over and dismounted, with uniform movements, but did not make any noise. Obviously, after a long period of training, he was lined up behind him, standing solemnly, making him look even more majestic.

Zhu'er stared at his arrogant look, his heart beat so fast, and an emotion that had never been before seemed to begin to take root and sprout in his heart.

After Zhang San Shao took a few steps back, he realized that he had lost face. He heard that he actually called him a beggar. He was so angry that he shouted loudly, "Where did you come out of this guy? I dare to humiliate your young master!"

Zhu'er saw that the young leader of Ma Ke didn't say anything, as if he was disdainful of Mr. Zhang San, but just pointed his finger at the ball of paper that fell on the ground, looking very arrogant. Mr. Zhang San was so angry that he smoked his orifices, but he was curious again, and he picked up the ball of paper on the ground with a "hum" and opened it. His expression froze on his face.

The young leader smiled and said, "Ten coins are enough to buy several pieces of expensive and auspicious satin like you, and beggars like you are worthy of wearing such clothes!"

Zhang Sanshao's face was red and white, but he knew that it seemed that the other party was not simple, and the one who could throw out ten tons of money casually was not something he could mess with. Besides, he also came to Zhangjiazhuang, and then he made plans after he slowly found out his origin. Thinking of this, he snorted coldly and said, "Since you are ahead of them, I'll sell you face! Let's forget about what happened today!" He turned to Zhu'er and said, "You are lucky today! Humph, let's go!" The following words were said to the servants of the Zhang family who depended on him.

The young leader suddenly laughed: "Do you just want to leave like this? You have figured out your business, but I still have something to do? We have a account and we still need to do it!"

Zhang Sanshao turned around in anger. His surrender today was a great humiliation for him. When he heard that the other party was still resolute, he became angry and said, "What else do you want? You have to figure out that this is Zhangjiazhuang! It's not the place where you show off your power!"

The young leader slowly stretched out his hand, and the hand covered in the cloak was very white. Zhang Sanshao's eyes narrowed on his thumb, and his heart slowly sank. Although he was arrogant, his knowledge was not shallow. He could tell at a glance how precious this ring was. Even the owner's ring was far from his.

The young leader was not showing off his fingers, but pointed at the hem of his cloak. The audience was intimidated by his momentum and looked in the direction he pointed. He saw a small mud dot on the hem of the cloak with pure color. Zhang Sanshao looked at his ring and his tone became softer: "What is the meaning of Zun Jia?" The audience didn't understand why.

The young leader's face suddenly turned cold and said, "Do you still ask me this? Your precious and auspicious silk was splashed with mud and water. I will pay ten times the compensation. I am a sable coat from the bitter and cold place in the extreme north. Even the nobles in the capital can't buy it with money. Now you have been made with mud and water. How do you ask me to wear it out to meet people?"

Zhang Sanshao's face turned pale. He remembered that he had just shaken his clothes and seemed to have made mud and water splashed. It was estimated that the mud spots on his cloak were indeed made by himself, and the other party was clearly looking for him to come back.

The young leader continued, "I don't want you to pay back ten times the compensation. This way, I can't bully you, a beggar. If you think you can't take it out, you can just pay it at half the original price. Just give me one thousand guan. Don't look at me like that! I didn't blackmail you, County Magistrate Zhang, that's your boss Zhang said that my cloak is worth at least three thousand guan!"

Manager Liu, who had been silent, had already vaguely known the identity of the visitor when he heard this, and he even looked at him leisurely.

When Zhu'er heard this, her heart sank. Does anyone have to spend three thousand slabs of cloak?

Zhang San Shao was stunned and murmured: "This...this..."

The young leader said, "Don't let this or that. You won't tell me to go back and wash it for me, right? This kind of clothes is not something you can do! If you really can't afford it, just be a servant for me for decades. It's the kind of toilet washing. It's hard to wash the toilet as you are, right!" As he sighed, he seemed to feel that finding such a toilet was a bit embarrassing.

When Zhu'er heard this, her sad face suddenly became slightly raised and she burst out laughing, but immediately remembered her brother's injuries. When she turned around and saw that she was still unconscious, she couldn't help feeling heavy again.
Chapter completed!