
The one who attacked him was a martial artist, one of the great supporters of Zhangle's workshop. Although Zhang Dezhong's cultivation base was a third rank Qi Refining, he could not fight against these seven or eight people, so for a moment he wailed and howled from being beaten, and was thrown away like a sack.
"I warn you, it is best for you to immediately repay a thousand yuan of your debt, with interest, otherwise, huh!"
Zhang Dezhong's entire body turned green and purple due to the beating, even his eyes were swollen, but he did not have the courage to disobey, only grumbling while leaving, “You are all a bunch of dog-eyed bastards looking down on people, wait until Master sees the gambling book, he will come back and crush you to death! You actually dare to hit me, wait until I hire a bunch of thugs to beat you to death, see if you all still dare to be arrogant.
Thinking of this, Zhang Dezhong could not help but laugh with a grin.
Now that he was a rich man, it was only two thousand yuan, how easy was it? Even if he did not work at Nalan Manor in the future, he would not have to worry about food and clothing.
Aye! It would be better to take that yuan, live the day leisurely and freely, because for the bastard in that casino, he had to teach them a lesson before he left.
Zhang Dezhong was furious at one moment, and was very happy at another. He rushed to the small courtyard he had bought secretly, completely unaware that Hexi had been following behind him all the way.
Since Zhang Dezhong's strength was low, and he had no storage equipment, Hexi guessed that he must have hidden all his yuan somewhere secret.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, Zhang Dezhong carried a large bag over his shoulder as he slipped out of the back door of the small courtyard.
The bag looked rough and ordinary, yet it emitted a fluctuation of spiritual power.
Hexi smiled as she raised her eyebrows, and leaping into the air, she landed in front of Zhang Dezhong.
Standing firm, he noticed that the person blocking him was actually a delicate and graceful young man, moreover, from his entire body there were no fluctuations in spiritual power.
This is obviously just an ordinary person!
Zhang Dezhong's courage soon grew as he stared intently at Hexi, “Nak, did you go to the wrong place? What do you think you're doing standing in front of my backyard gate?
The tip of Hexi's eyebrows rose with her smile, the corner of her mouth revealing a thin smile expression. Her pearly-white teeth within her sakura-like lips faintly looked, like feathers that teased her heart, making her entire body itch.
Zhang Dezhong revealed a perverted expression, looking at him from top to bottom, he laughed mischievously, “Seeing your appearance, it's like a newly grown rabbit boy huh? Don't tell me you like me, and want to lick me? Unfortunately, even though you look fresh and soft, I'm not a good mouth, you'd better look for another seller.
A sharp darkness flashed across Hexi's eyes, slightly raising his head, he glanced at the poor man's bloody nose and swollen face, slowly asking, "Zhang Dezhong, you don't recognize me?"
Zhang Dezhong let out a disgusting laugh, "A gentle young man like yourself, if I ever meet you, how could I not recognize you?"
As he spoke, he noticed that the expression of Hexi was holding back a trace of grin as he extended his hand, and slowly wiped his face.
In the blink of an eye, its appearance was like a spring flower, and it was beautiful gracefully like the autumn moon, turning into an ordinary pale and gloomy face.