Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Li Shimin's frown deepened, which meant that those who collected stall fees did not dare to collect stall fees from stalls in this breeding base, but they did not show any mercy in collecting stall fees from ordinary working people.

Li Shimin turned his head and whispered a few words to Wang De. Wang De took out a wad of banknotes from his arms and handed it to Li Shimin, and then left on his own.

Yuchi Baoqi was about to talk to the steward about the stall fee when he heard the sound of quarreling and smashing: "Did you hear that? It's so noisy over there."

Li Shimin, Su Quan and the steward looked at each other and didn't hear anything. Yuchi Baoqi didn't care about them and walked straight towards the first entrance of the gathering.

As they got closer and closer, the sounds of quarreling, crying, and smashing became louder and louder, and Yuchi Baoqi's footsteps became faster and faster. Li Shimin and Su Quan couldn't keep up as they jogged to follow.

The manager was worried and followed him, taking on Wang De's task and following Li Shimin closely to protect Li Shimin's safety.

"If the stall fee for your stall is one penny less than one or two taels, you won't be able to set up this stall. Smash it all for me!"

Seven or eight thin men went up and smashed the stall. The stall owner was a couple with a child. The woman was crying silently behind the stall holding her crying child.

The male stall owner ran up to stop those people from smashing the stall, and was beaten many times. Until the leader took out a knife and pointed at the male stall owner: "I advise you, pay the stall fee, and you will be justified." Set up a stall here, otherwise, let me go where you came from."

Li Shimin and Su Quan arrived and saw Yuchi Baoqi getting some peanuts from somewhere and looking at them with gusto. Li Shimin snatched the peanuts and said, "Aren't you going to help?"

Yuchi Baoqi curled his lips and wiped off the peanut skin on his hands: "Hey, are you the stall owner? Your wife and children are behind you, and you are scared when he holds a knife? You are selling fried rice and noodles in this episode. It looks like he has a lot of strength, and the big horse spoon Kuku knocks him on the head. Do you understand that every inch is stronger? "

As soon as the male stall owner obeyed, he grabbed the spoon he used to fry rice and held it tightly in his hand. He stared at the man with a knife to collect the stall fee.

The man holding the knife looked at Yuchi Baoqi: "Is there a place for you to talk? Boy, do you know that this person does not pay the stall fee? If you set up a stall here and hold a large market, you must pay the stall fee. This is the top Can you afford to offend me by asking?”

Yuchi Baoqi raised his head and looked up: "Above? The Jade Emperor or the ancestor of the Sanqing Dynasty? I also saw someone there. Hey, that man, why don't you quickly give this beyond a head with a large spoon?"

The stall owner looked at the man holding the knife, then at Yuchi Baoqi, swallowed his saliva, and still stood there without moving.

The man holding the knife clasped his hands and saluted the distant palace: "This stall fee was requested by the person in the imperial city. If you insist on protecting this stall, think about whether you have the ability to offend me." That one!"

Yuchi Baoqi was even more puzzled: "The one from the Imperial City? Li Shimin?"

Most of the people present took a breath after hearing Yuchi Baoqi's words. Li Shimin lightly kicked Yuchi Baoqi from behind: "No big, no small."

Who knew that the man holding the knife seemed to be missing a string: "Who is Li Shimin? Listen to me, kid. This stall fee was collected under the personal order of British Lieutenant General Chi Baoqi. Why is Li Shimin not Li Shimin? ”

Li Shimin laughed angrily after hearing this, pointed at the man with the knife and asked Yuchi Baoqi: "Your people?"

Yuchi Baoqi scratched his head: "If you want to be me, you first need to take a test, and secondly, your character must pass. I'm afraid he won't be able to do this."

Yuchi Baoqi walked up to the male stall owner, took the horse spoon from his hand, twitched it twice and the man held it tightly. Yuchi Baoqi frowned: "If you don't want to beat him, you can lend me a hand." ”

The male stall owner knew that Yuchi Baoqi wanted to help him: "My dear friend, no. If the British father wants to charge this stall fee, I... I'll just give it to him."

Yuchi Baoqi took out the horse spoon from Hanzi's hand with all his strength: "He has such a big face as an English man, he dares to be so presumptuous in front of me, let him come and demand the stall fee in front of me."

Yuchi Baoqi, who was holding a horse spoon, approached the man with the knife step by step. Several thin and beaten men came and stopped in front of Yuchi Baoqi. Yuchi Baoqi swung the horse spoon around and knocked down four of them. They all fell to the ground. Start pumping.

"You don't have the skills to imitate others and collect protection fees. You are the only ones who are beyond to join society. You should go back to your mother's womb and recuperate."

Yuchi Baoqi gestured with a large horse spoon and walked up to the man holding the knife: "Are you from the British Duke Yuchi Baoqi?"

The man with the knife looked arrogant: "Of course."

Before he could say the next words, Yuchi Baoqi hit the man in the face with a horse spoon, and the bridge of his nose was broken with a snap. The nosebleeds gurgled down, and a large amount of blood seeped out from his mouth. He must have broken a few bones. tooth.

"Bah, ah ah, my tooth is broken! Just wait, I will go back and ask the British father-in-law to come and treat you!"

Yuchi Baoqi picked his ears: "Yeah, yeah, it's so noisy, go, go, I'll wait for you right here."

Suddenly, many scoundrels who collected stall fees from other places gathered around to support the man with the knife.

The steward of the breeding base and Su Quan protected Li Shimin, while Yuchi Baoqi leaned the big horse spoon on his shoulder: "Go quickly, I'm waiting for you to invite the British father to come over and administer justice."

The man holding the knife pointed at Yuchi Baoqi with blood on his face: "Look at him, this kid has some skills. I'm going to find the British father and make him peel off his skin!"

Seeing the man holding the knife leave quickly, Yuchi Baoqi put his fingers on his lips and blew a loud whistle, naturally followed by the secret guards of Tianwei Army.

Yuchi Baoqi carried a horse spoon and walked up to the group of people collecting stall fees: "How many do you charge?"

The person in front of him didn't reply. Yuchi Baoqi hit him with a horse spoon until his jaw was dislocated: "Oh, dumb. Whose booth fee did he accept? Come and identify him!"

After many vendors came over, Yuchi Baoqi began to look for the man's money and returned the amounts to each of the vendors and stall owners one by one.

"What are you looking at? You coward without eggs, whose booth fee did you charge? I'm in a hurry."

The second gangster who collected the stall fee quickly took out the money he collected, identified several stall owners, and then returned it to them.

A stall owner stood up and pointed at the man and shouted: "Master, I don't want to pay the stall fee. This guy took the lead in smashing my stall."

Yuchi Baoqi nodded, grabbed the man in front of him by his collar, lifted it up high and then slammed it to the ground, and then sent him directly to chat with Duke Zhou with two horse spoons.

"Is he venting his anger? If it's compensation, how much money can he spend to compensate?"

For a time, all the scoundrels who collected stall fees were very afraid of Yuchi Baoqi, and they did not dare to take a breath. Who knew whether this living king of hell would kill himself in the next second.

Many thugs were glad that they didn't smash up someone's stall, and they should have been able to escape by paying back their money.