The Poor Son-in-Law of the Tang Dynasty

He looked at Ye Chen in astonishment, became a little angry, and said through gritted teeth: "Boy, don't play careless with me here with sharp teeth and sharp mouth. You can tell the truth today, what exactly do you want!"

"Simple, I'll give you two options. One, how much did you pay for the gold hairpin? I'll buy it back at the original price."

"Second, after I snatch it back, I will calculate how much you spent and give it to you. You can choose."

"ridiculous!"

Changsun Huan sneered: "Try to touch me? Come!"

Hurala!
Immediately, more than a dozen tall and burly house slaves poured in at the door, all of them were big and round, fierce and fierce, and they were not ordinary house slaves at a glance.

These people were all obviously military trained, and their eyes were different from those of ordinary domestic slaves.

As expected of the servants of the eldest grandson's family, I feel that these guys are no different from private soldiers.

In fact, to put it bluntly, they are real private soldiers, but they dare not call them out, and they are only servants.

The emperor also turned a blind eye to this matter, as long as you don't have too many such domestic slaves at home, it will be fine.

But if the number exceeds a hundred, it will be strictly investigated.

If you had a slave like [-], you would have been targeted by Yushitai long ago, and the people from Yushitai would sneak into your house if they had nothing to do.

If there were more than 1000 people, regardless of whether there were so many places to live in the mansion, even if there were, they would have been trampled down by the Beiya imperial army long ago.

Now these dozens of house slaves surrounded Ye Chen, and Chang Sun Huan sneered triumphantly.

"Boy, do you still want this golden hairpin?"

Changsun Huan took out the golden hairpin and shook it in front of Ye Chen.

"Why not?"

Ye Chen is not afraid or panic, he has the power to kill God, he doesn't feel the slightest pressure.

On the contrary, he still has a trace of excitement.

After merging with Bai Qi's heroic soul, Ye Chen had only fought against Chai Lingwu once, and that Chai Lingwu was really weak, and he was defeated in just a few moves.

With so many people now, if they really fight, he can feel Bai Qi's real strength to his heart's content!

"Young master, let me say one more thing. Return the golden hairpin to me, and we will live in peace. If you don't return it, you will have to crawl out today!"

"Insanity!"

Changsun Huan grabbed the golden hairpin, took two steps back and ordered: "Give it all to me, let him know what it means to be untouchable by a tiger's butt!"

"Yes!"

A dozen house slaves immediately clenched their fists and surrounded Ye Chen after receiving the order.

"court death!"

Ye Chen's eyes flickered, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his aura shot up all over his body.

He turned his head suddenly and threw a punch without warning.

All of this is as fast as lightning, powerful and heavy, and the powerful force seems to tear the air.

Before one of them could react, he was hit in the face by this punch, and before he could even scream, he flew upside down on the spot. He fainted before landing, and finally flew out of the pawnshop door and fell on the ground. On the street, it seems that there is no life at all.

In fact, Ye Chen controlled the strength and didn't intend to kill him.

He guaranteed his strength, not to kill people, just let them faint.

The others were stunned, and when they realized it, they roared angrily and attacked Ye Chen collectively.

It can be regarded as well-trained!

Seeing this situation, Ye Chen nodded in satisfaction.

But they were unlucky to meet themselves.

Ye Chen thought so, the next second, the whole person turned into a white shadow and disappeared in place in an instant.

He didn't really disappear, but the speed was so fast that human eyes couldn't catch it.

Quickly circled behind a few people, Ye Chen flew up, and kicked them in a row, kicking them out at the same time.

At the gate of the pawn shop, there were a few more squeaks, and a few strong men flew out, fell heavily to the ground and passed out.

The rest of the servants panicked suddenly. The current situation made them feel very stressed.

The strength of this young man is too terrifying, they really feel that if they continue to fight, the rest of the army may be wiped out.

So they began to retreat.

What is needed in a fight is an aura.

Once the momentum is low, it will undoubtedly lose.

Originally, they had the strength to fight Ye Chen, even if they didn't last long, they still had the ability to make two moves at least.

But now, when they retreated, let alone tricks, even if they wanted to see how Ye Chen defeated them, they couldn't do it.

Ye Chen's speed was unbelievably fast, and the rest of the people were hit by him one after another. From time to time, someone flew out of the door of the pawn shop and fell to the ground.

After a while, a group of strong men piled up on the road at the door, lying together like arhats, all of them passed out.

Before Changsun Huan could react, Ye Chen had already ended the battle.

Seeing this situation, Chang Sun Huan couldn't help but tremble all over.

This, who is this kid?

Why is martial arts so powerful?
"Young master grandson, can we have a good talk about the golden hairpin?"

After Ye Chen defeated more than a dozen house slaves, he was neither proud nor arrogant, but still had a calm expression on his face, and his whole person looked very calm.

Changsun Huan gulped his saliva, he panicked for a while, and looked at Ye Chen with fear.

"This, this golden hairpin is mine, I can't give it to you..."

Chang Sunhuan took two steps back in fear, but there was a wall behind him, and facing Ye Chen's aggressiveness, he could only lean against the wall.

With no way to retreat, Chang Sun Huan felt a little desperate.

"No?"

Ye Chen snorted angrily, reached forward with his big hand, grabbed Chang Sun Huan by the collar, and lifted him up.

Seeing Ye Chen mentioning Sun Huan like a chicken, the pawnbrokers were all terrified.

That is the second son of Changsun Wuji!
Isn't this plucking hair from the tiger's mouth?
But Ye Chen didn't care so much, he just stretched out his other hand, snatched the golden hairpin from Chang Sun Huan's hand, and then put him down again.

"Money, I will send it to your house later, I will take the gold hairpin first."

After speaking, Ye Chen put the golden hairpin into his arms.

Changsun Huan was terrified, he was unwilling, and wanted to call Ye Chen to stop and ask him to return the golden hairpin, but he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

Regardless, Ye Chen beat up the slaves of the Changsun family, took back the golden hairpin from Changsun Huan, and strode back to the mansion.

Among the crowd watching at the door, a man with sharp eyes stared at it for a while, then turned and left, striding towards the palace.

……

Delin Hall.

This is Li Shimin's study.

He had just scolded Gao Zengsheng away at this time, and asked Gao Zengsheng to return Murong Fuyun's youngest son back.

After being tense for a few days, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then secretly opened a book called "The Fu of Heaven, Earth, Yin and Yang, Happiness and Bliss", preparing to relax and satisfy his vulgar life interest.

The emperor is also a human being, so he naturally has some unknown hobbies.

As soon as the first page was opened, someone suddenly broke in at the door.

Li Shimin was startled, and immediately put the book on the table, covered it with his body, his face was extremely ugly.