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When he grew up, he must protect his elder sister. He had to grow up early so that he could share her worries …

"Sister Mei went out too. Who taught me martial arts …"

"Second Young Master, isn't Sister Zhu here?" From the bottom of her heart, Zhu’er really liked this innocent child. He was sensible and quick-witted.

"Sister Zhu, are you really willing to teach me martial arts?"

Faang Yi was naturally intelligent, and in the coming days, he was taught by four servants in turns. He had actually learnt a whole set of skills.

Justice Value... Where can I get justice?

Right now, they had to get their hands on the justice value first, otherwise, if they accidentally offended someone, the justice would decrease drastically, and even the Intelligent Brain would not be able to communicate with them. Last night, before he went out, he put all the shampoo and stuff like that back in the Intelligent Brain. In the morning, he didn't even wash his face with a towel.

At this moment, Dongfang Ning was extremely anxious to have justice, to have justice, to beat up bad people, to have help … Where would anyone need help? She searched for people who might need help.

The three of them sat in the carriage, allowing Fang Tian Zhu to lead the horse slowly around the streets of the capital. Dongfang Ning, dressed in light blue male attire, sat on the carriage while the two maids sat inside the carriage, observing their surroundings.

When Dongfang Ning said that she wanted to buy medicine, but didn't go to the pharmacy, they wouldn't ask about it. No matter what she wanted to do, the first order the two of them received today was to sit in the carriage …

"Oh right, poor people need help. However, there shouldn't be many poor people living in the capital under the feet of the Heavenly Emperor …"

"Intelligent Brain, where's Xiong Ba, navigate!"

Out of the four of them, wherever Fang Ning pointed to, Fang Tianzhu would lead the horse there …

The swaying carriage finally stopped at a restaurant. Dongfang Ning raised her head and looked at the signboard. The signboard had three vigorous and forceful words on it: "Carefree Pavilion".

After parking the carriage outside the shop, he led his second servant upstairs. The waiter naturally had Mei Er deal with it.

"Old Xiong, it's fine if you speak properly today. Otherwise …" Upstairs at Carefree Castle, Wang Hu was questioning the identity of the "Prince An" whom Xiong Ba brought along with his Ru Yi Pavilion last night. At this time, a few heavily injured thugs were lying on the ground.

Xiong Ba was held hostage by two muscular men who dressed like martial artists. Sitting in front of him, Wang Hu was asking him about the Anning Pavilion Master.

It was the Ru Yi Pavilion Master who asked him to come find Prince An Jing. If he couldn't find the Anning Pavilion, he would lose his life. He searched for a whole night, and only then did he finally stop Xiong Ba and a few others at the restaurant during breakfast time.

However, this group of people had a bit of backbone and refused to speak no matter how much he fought. This really pissed him off. The more Wang Hu thought about it, the angrier he got. He once again sent a kick towards Xiong Ba's leg.

"Are you telling me or not!"

"Beat, even if I beat you to death, I won't say anything!" This daddy here rarely has a backbone, so you should just beat me to death! "18 years later, I will be a good man again!"

"Crack ~"

"Beat me to death! Brothers, don't be afraid, your brother will accompany you right now! " He didn't know if the few hoodlums on the ground had been beaten to death, but at this moment, even if he had to grit his teeth and die, he was unwilling to say anything regarding the Anning Pavilion.

"Speak!"

"Pa!"

"Speak …"

Wang Hu was panting from the fatigue. He did not expect Xiong Ba to be so stubborn, "If you don't say it, I'll kill you and let you die with me!" Kill him! "

After saying that, the door was kicked away by Xue'er. The door was broken into pieces and fell to the ground.

"Who is it!" Wang Hu was shocked. He was just a manager in a casino and not some martial arts expert. However, the two people who were grabbing Xiong Ba were all powerful martial artists. However, when they threw Xiong Ba's fat body down, Xue'er's merciless snowflake like flying knife had already shot towards the center of their eyebrows.

The two of them immediately dodged and turned around to attack Xue'er. However, just at this moment, two more red plums suddenly appeared out of thin air. With two whizzing sounds, their meridians were sealed.

"Master An, Prince An …" Wang Hu was scared silly. These two beauties belonged to this young master. How could they be so powerful?

He looked at the few hoodlums on the ground, then looked at Xiong Ba who was on the verge of death and thought to himself, "This is bad …"

"That's right, it's me!"

"Xiong Ba, are you dead?" Dongfang Ning replied plainly. Then, she went up to kick Xiong Ba and asked him how he was doing.

"Young, young master, Xiong Ba is still … still alive …"

"Where does it hurt?"

"They kicked my leg, my leg, I, I fell …" The meaning behind his words was that if his leg wasn't injured, he definitely wouldn't fall down.

Dongfang Ning looked around the room and counted the injured bullies.

"..." Seven people … "Mei Er, go get a basin of water."

Xue'er immediately found a clean stool for Dongfang Ning to sit on.

Dongfang Ningmo sat in silence for a while before she turned to Wang Hu and asked, "Who told you to look for Xiong Ba?"

"I …"

"You can answer after you've thought it through. I don't want to hear any useless words. You don't know my methods do you?"

An imposing aura without anger pressured Wang Hu. He did not know how to recover as a casino player, so his entire body was drenched in cold sweat. This young master was not a delinquent or a hooligan, he had an extraordinary temperament and was very imposing.

"You don't need to say anymore. I know who told you to come here. Now, drag them away. Scram!"

Upon hearing that the owner would let them off, Wang Hu and the other two immediately ran back down the stairs … He was afraid that Dongfang Ning would suddenly go back on her word.

"Young, young master, beat him to death! We can't let him go! We've all been beaten to death by him …" Xiong Ba was lying on the floor anxiously. He thought that he could get revenge for them now that his master had come.

"Don't hit me!"

"..."

No beating?

Master, when did you become so easy to talk to?

That Cen Shuang’er only spoke badly and wanted to beat him up. Now that one of her men had been beaten to such a state, she actually said that they were not allowed to fight?

She was afraid that beating someone would deduct their justice value, but she didn't have any for herself. Now that there were seven and eight wounded Xiong Ba, she didn't know if she should give them back their justice value …

"Mistress, the water is here!" Mei Er came in with a copper plate, followed by a group of people. They were the owner and waiters of this hotel.

"Dissolve this medicine into the water and let them test if they can. It's just a superficial wound. It'll be healed in a moment." Dongfang Ning took out a packet of medicinal powder and passed it to Mei Er.

Only then did he raise his head to look at the group of people outside the door. "What business do you have with me?"

"Young master, this lowly one's business is small, small business …" The boss could not continue any further. The young master in front of him was frighteningly cold. He was even more ferocious than the three people who had beaten him up for half a day in his shop …

Who was going to save him? Why was he so blind? Those three were all scared away by this young master. Wasn't he just looking for some soft persimmon to turn into a hard iron board …

"That's strange, our brother had an accident in your shop. You didn't report the police to arrest the bad guys, but instead wanted to claim compensation after the bad guys left. Could it be that the shop owner is in the same group as those bad guys?" "Mei Er, go report this to the officials!"

"…"

"Calm down, Young Noble!" "Young master, please calm your anger. It was this lowly one's fault. This lowly one, this lowly one will compensate you …"2

"There's no need to compensate me. Get the hell out of here immediately. Also, count the losses here. I'll give it to you, get out!"

"…"

What happened to Mistress?

They didn't know if the person in front of them was their master, but why was it so easy to talk about it? They didn't want the money back, but they wanted to give it back … And tell him not to fight?

"Get up if you can!" What are you daydreaming for! " Dongfang Ning was depressed. She didn't feel anything from the eyes of the crowd, but what could she do? Did she dare to beat them up now? Did she dare to let them suffer a loss?

Justice... Forsaken … To punish the wicked and to exterminate the evil … These were the only words in her head now.

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