vstars Chapter 11 Stunning Little Beggar, Come, Marry Me!
Chapter 11 Stunning Little Beggar, Come, Marry Me!
Zhao Qing was not afraid of his master's wife's sword at all.
Flick the sword away with two fingers.
Zhao Qing approached his master's wife and said, "How did I go too far? I love my master's wife and I love my senior sister. What's wrong with that?"
"You... shameless!"
Ning Zhongze said angrily.
Zhao Qing laughed and said, "If I don't care about shame, does my master's wife care about shame?"
Ning Zhongze was speechless.
She turned around, shook her head, and said, "Forget it, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have provoked you."
"Zhao Qing, I'm warning you, if you dare to hurt Ling Shan, I'll fight you to the death!"
Ning Zhongze left after she finished speaking.
Zhao Qing stared at Ning Zhongze's retreating figure and sneered, "My master's wife is mine, my senior sister is mine, they all belong to me!"
Ning Zhongze's threats did not intimidate Zhao Qing.
With his martial arts skills, Ning Zhongze was no match for him at all.
……
Qixia Town, pawnshop.
"What do you want to be?"
"I asked the shopkeeper."
Zhao Qing placed an ordinary iron sword on the counter: "This sword is worth ten taels of gold."
The shopkeeper frowned, picked up the sword, examined it, and threw it away: "No way! Get out!"
Zhao Qing grabbed the sword in one swift motion, and the blade was instantly pressed against the shopkeeper's throat.
"Can I take the position now?"
Zhao Qing raised an eyebrow and asked.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!"
"Still standing there? Hand over the money!"
The shopkeeper kicked his apprentice hard, and the apprentice immediately got up and rushed towards the money box.
After receiving the money, Zhao Qing put down the iron sword and turned to leave.
The system didn't start up as usual this time, which aroused his suspicion.
Zhao Qing used the money to buy a fine horse and immediately left Qixia Town.
He left Mount Hua only after being severely reprimanded by his master's wife for his inappropriate behavior towards his senior sister.
As he left, Zhao Qing said goodbye to his teacher's wife.
The master's wife was still angry and didn't ask any more questions, but just urged him to leave quickly.
Zhao Qing's injury was only superficial and was no longer a serious problem.
He went down the mountain to Blackwood Cliff.
Black Cliff is more than 2,000 li away from Mount Hua, a long distance that would take four or five days to reach by horseback.
Traveling a thousand miles a day is an exaggeration; it's simply impossible.
A fine steed is extremely rare.
The horse Zhao Qing bought was of top quality, but it was definitely not a divine horse that could travel a thousand miles a day.
Horses have limited endurance, so it's normal for them to run for four or five days straight.
……
Los Angeles.
Zhao Qing led his horse into the city.
The horse had been running for several days in a row and was exhausted.
Zhao Qing wanted to find a good inn in Luocheng so that the horse could get a good rest.
After entering the city, he slowed down.
Looking at the bustling city of Los Angeles, I carefully surveyed my surroundings and leisurely strolled through the streets.
"Stop! You filthy beggar, don't run away!"
"Stop right there! If I catch you, I'll skin you alive!"
On a bustling street, a burly man chased a little beggar with a rolling pin.
The little beggar wasn't afraid at all; instead, he smiled and turned back to provoke the burly man, making faces at him.
"Bang!"
The little beggar wasn't looking where he was going and bumped into Zhao Qing.
"Ouch!"
The little beggar stumbled and fell to the ground, his bottom hurting terribly and his head buzzing.
The feeling of her crashing into it wasn't like a human being; it was more like hitting a metal plate.
"Are you blind? Can't you see where you're going?!"
The little beggar got up and pointed at Zhao Qing, cursing.
Zhao Qing looked at the little beggar; her face was covered in soot, like a lump of coal.
But her features were exquisite, and the dust could not conceal her beauty.
Especially those big eyes, they're particularly striking.
Zhao Qing had no intention of making a move; otherwise, he would have drawn his sword long ago and subdued his opponent in one strike.
"Little beggar, you're in for a rough day!"
The burly man suddenly grabbed the little beggar by the back of his collar.
The little beggar turned around and pushed him, sending him staggering back several steps.
She quickly hid behind Zhao Qing, making faces at the burly man; her cunning appearance was quite endearing.
"This woman is highly skilled in martial arts; she's no ordinary person."
Zhao Qing realized that the little beggar behind him was highly skilled in martial arts and was no ordinary person.
He thought for a moment, then reached out to stop the burly man and asked, "Why are you causing trouble for him?"
"None of your business!" the burly man said rudely.
"I'm being polite to you, so please speak to me more politely."
Zhao Qing's eyes turned cold, sharp as knives.
The burly man was just an ordinary person, and he was too scared to speak because of Yang Lingli's sharp gaze.
The young man had an extraordinary air about him, and the burly man thought to himself, "He must be skilled in martial arts."
"This thief stole my steamed buns, so what's wrong with me teaching him a lesson?"
Zhuang's tone softened, and he wanted to argue with Zhao Qing.
Zhao Qing immediately replied, "How much are the steamed buns? I'll pay for them."
The burly man immediately held out his hand demanding money: "Twenty coins, not a penny less!"
"Twenty coins? Are your steamed buns made of gold?"
The little beggar hiding behind Zhao Qing peeked out and mocked.
Ordinary people would have already paid up, but Zhao Qing is not an ordinary person.
He smiled calmly: "Twenty coins for a bun, are you trying to rip me off?"
"My steamed buns are this price. If you want to help this little beggar, pay up. If you don't have money, get out of here!"
"That's what the burly man said arrogantly."
He knew Zhao Qing knew martial arts, and he couldn't beat him one-on-one.
But this is Los Angeles!
He has been selling steamed buns on this street for over ten years, and everyone in the neighborhood knows him.
If a real fight breaks out, one shout is enough to summon more than a dozen brothers.
Of course, martial arts masters don't take a dozen or so ordinary people seriously.
But once the action is taken, the government will intervene.
After the government intervened, things became more favorable to him.
The little beggar stole his steamed bun, so he was in the right.
Even after being taught a lesson by Zhao Qing, he was still able to extort compensation.
With this in mind, the burly man selling steamed buns naturally felt confident.
But Zhao Qing is an utterly wicked person!
As a truly wicked person, it's an honor to reason with you, yet you dare to extort me! Who gave you the audacity?
"Bang!"
Zhao Qing slapped the burly man's fierce mouth.
This palm strike was incredibly powerful.
The strong man weighed 200 jin, but he was blasted ten zhang away!
He fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
After struggling for a few moments, it stopped moving.
Someone went forward to check and found that the burly man was dead.
"Murder!"
"Murder!"
The onlookers were terrified when they saw Zhao Qing kill someone without warning and immediately scattered in all directions.
The little beggar hiding behind Zhao Qing was also stunned.
She went to the burly man's side to confirm that he was indeed dead, and the little beggar immediately felt guilty.
"Let's go, girl."
Zhao Qing appeared behind the little beggar.
The little beggar looked up and questioned, "You're too cruel! He just wanted to extort twenty coins from you, and you killed him?"
"Yeah, what else could I do? Was I supposed to be blackmailed by him?"
"I'm doing this to help you. His death was indirectly caused by you."
Zhao Qing spoke coldly; in his eyes, human life was worthless.
"Ding! The Darkening System has been triggered. Reward: Two years' worth of pure internal energy."
"Aren't you afraid of retribution for treating human life so carelessly?"
The little beggar questioned angrily, his eyes filled with rage.
She felt a little guilty, but seeing the real murderer's expressionless face, she stopped caring.
She immediately realized that the person in front of her was dangerous.
The little beggar meant to joke with the strong man, but it led to tragedy, and she deeply regretted it.
"Even if there is retribution, being afraid is useless."
"The officials are almost here. I don't want to cause trouble, so let's go."
Zhao Qing smiled and said to the little beggar.
"I'm not going with you," the little beggar warned sternly, signaling Zhao Qing not to try anything with her.
She bent down and carried the burly man on her back.
I didn't kill the strong man myself, but I caused his death.
The little beggar felt he should help collect the body as compensation.
But Zhao Qing grabbed her shoulders and said with a smile, "I saved you; you must repay me."
"You're quite good-looking, why don't you marry me?"