After becoming an outcast, she relied on the system to raise her children and counterattacked.

The man has a calm aura, and he looks like a practicing martial artist at first glance.

Ye Jingyu knew that there was a mixture of fish and dragons here, and he didn't want to reveal his identity, so he helped the little beggar up and took out a silver ingot worth ten taels from his arms.

"Take this money, buy some clothes and food, go ahead."

The little beggar had never seen such a big silver ingot. He was still wailing and crying, but his tears instantly went away. He held the silver ingot in both hands, knelt on the ground and thanked him repeatedly.

Seeing that many people were looking at the silver in the little beggar's hand, Ye Jingyu couldn't help but frown.

Some people keep their wealth secret, and the money is indeed not that small. I can't help but feel regretful. I wonder if it will harm him?

But as an emperor, he gave away his own money and could never get it back. Just as he was about to give the little beggar a lift, the little beggar plopped down and knelt down.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Young Master. I have no father or mother, so please take him in. I can do anything, as long as the young master gives me food to eat. I will work as a cow or a horse, and I will never complain."

Seeing that he was only seven or eight years old, Ye Jingyu couldn't help but think of Ye Jinglan, and felt a little pity in his heart.

That's all, save people to the end. Anyway, it won't take many days before he can return to Beijing, and then he can be sent to the Yin family for resettlement.

Xuan'er has a kind heart and will naturally not refuse.

He stretched out his hand to help the little beggar, nodded and said: "Since you have nothing to worry about, I will accept you, let's go now."

Ye Jingyu turned around and was about to leave, when two more big men rushed out of the restaurant and landed in front of them with a somersault.

"Young Master, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Since you are so rich, how about you take some out and let us all have a drink?"

One person was so drunk that his face was red, and the smell of alcohol was rising as he spoke, and the sour smell made people nauseous.

Ye Jingyu subconsciously took a step back, and his back happened to touch the man before.

At this time, a circle of people watching the excitement had gathered around the restaurant. Ye Jingyu had nowhere to go and could only stop.

The man glanced sideways at him, and Ye Jingyu's eyes also swept across his face.

This man was in his forties, with a handsome appearance, a burning gaze, and an upright look on his facial features.

Both of them nodded slightly as a greeting.

The Jianghu people who had listened to the little beggar before were already impatient and cursed: "Who the hell are you? You dare to interfere in my business? If you are sensible, just get out of here. If you make me anxious, you will definitely Let there be no trace of your body.”

The middle-aged man said calmly: "Martial arts practitioners should take it as their own duty to uphold justice. You treat a child like this, and you really have the original intention of practicing martial arts. If the world is full of indiscriminate people like you, how can there be anyone in the world? There is no justice.”

His tone was sonorous and his voice was like a bell, ringing to the earth.

Ye Jingyu couldn't help but nodded. What he said was so reasonable that it was hard to disagree.

The people in the world seemed to have heard some funny joke. They laughed loudly and said: "Who do you think you are? How dare you interfere in my affairs? You are really ambitious. Do you know who I am? We are clouds." If anyone from Shanmen dares to offend me, your whole family will be killed."

The person standing in front of Ye Jingyu said impatiently: "Third brother, don't talk nonsense to them. Hurry up and get the money so we can go have a drink."

"That's right, let me kill this madman first."

The person at the door waved his palm and went straight to the middle-aged man, with an imposing manner like an ox.

The other two people also rushed towards Ye Jingyu. Ye Jingyu immediately winked at Bai Xue who was squatting in the distance, telling him not to come out, and then pointed out a finger and stabbed the forerunner in the chest.

A subtle dragon's roar erupted from Ye Jingyu's fingers, and the lingering sound lingered.

The expressions of the two people suddenly changed, and their hearts trembled.

Long Yin pointed out that this is the unique martial arts of Shengyin Pavilion.

At the same time, the middle-aged man who was back to back with Ye Jingyu also raised his hand and slapped him.

It's an understatement, without any interest, not even a hint of news. It's hard to believe that this is a person who knows martial arts.

The middle-aged man named Third Brother couldn't help but sneered.

"It turns out you are a white man. Who gave you the courage to interfere with me..."

Before he could say the word "thing", the middle-aged man's palm had already reached his chest.

A strong energy surged into his heart instantly, and the man's eyes suddenly became dull, and he sat down on the ground with a plop.

Ye Jingyu also knocked down the two of them, almost at the same time as the middle-aged man.

Neither of them made any serious move, otherwise these three people would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago.

The other two people quickly helped up the man named San Ge, eager to introduce the two legs to the rabbit, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ye Jingyu didn't chase him. He knew that the blood on his body had not been removed. If he was aroused, he would definitely go on a killing spree and it would be difficult to control him.

He didn't use Dongliu Island's martial arts. To deal with these Jianghu people, Shengyin Pavilion's martial arts were enough.

The middle-aged man turned around, smiled, and praised without hesitation: "Young Master is so handsome in martial arts."

Ye Jingyu clasped his fists and said, "Senior, you are too complimentary."

The middle-aged man looked Ye Jingyu up and down, and saw that he was born with the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix, and he was very charming, but he was also so polite and well-educated, and he couldn't help but like him a little more.

"It's fate to meet the young master here. How about going in for a glass of wine?"

Ye Jingyu also felt that the man was a good talker. Although the two were more than twenty years apart in age, they felt like they had met at a late age, so he nodded happily and said: "Very good, senior, I invite you first, and junior wants to learn more." , will come later.”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll warm up the water and wine and wait for you upstairs."

He smiled slightly and walked into the restaurant.

Ye Jingyu quickly took out a piece of paper and a ballpoint pen from his arms, quickly wrote a short message, and handed it to Bai Xue through the crowd.

"Send this letter to Xuan'er so that she won't have to wait and worry."

He patted the little beggar on the shoulder, smiled gently at him and said, "If you are willing to follow, then follow this dog."

Seeing the huge dog obeying the handsome young master, the little beggar thought to himself, this man must be a good man, and he also knows the reason why he is guilty of carrying a jade. I am afraid that this big ingot will cost him his life.

He nodded and thanked him: "Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master. Since I plan to follow you, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"Well, let's go."

Ye Jingyu watched Bai Xue and Bai Lang leave with the little beggar, and then slowly walked into the restaurant.

Many of the drinkers in the building had participated in the Battle of Beihai. Even if they had not been there, there was no one who had not heard of the name Shengyin Pavilion. Ye Jingyu's finger just now completely shocked everyone. Seeing him going up to the second floor, everyone subconsciously closed their mouths, and there was silence for a while.