Yan Chang glared at his eyes and said, "Okay, stop playing!"

Haozi walked to the small table next to Wu Fei's recliner, took the chopsticks and spoon and said, "Then let's feed Boss Yan medicine, you see how pitiful he is, he looks sick, if he doesn't take medicine, he will die!"

Yan Xiaoshou's eyes entered the hot sauce, he just breathed a sigh of relief, and was burned by the casserole again, at this time, he wanted to peel Yan Chang and Haozi, and when he heard the conversation between the two, he shouted hoarsely: "Don't, don't feed me medicine, if you have any requirements, bring it up quickly!"

Wu Fei didn't hear it, and half lay on the chair and closed his eyes to recuperate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the past, Haozi was controlled by others, abused by Xiong Ye and the fat man, they forced him to steal things and ask for food, and the methods of torturing people were full of tricks, every time Haozi touched the scars on his body, he could remember those unbearable memories, people like Xiong Ye and the fat man were just the minions of Yan Xiaoshou's minions, he had already regarded Yan Xiaoshou as Xiong Ye and the fat man, and the casserole pot lid in his hand was lifted, and a stream of heat came out.

Yan Chang saw that Haozi dug up a spoonful of medicinal soup to pour into Yan Xiaoshou's mouth, he suddenly grabbed the spoon and chopsticks and said, "I can let Yan Laosan open his mouth to drink Chinese medicine, do you believe it or not?"

Haozi saw Yan Xiaoshou gritting his teeth, and he had a posture of not drinking if he was burned to death, and shook his head and said, "I don't believe it!"

Yan Chang laughed, rolled twice in the medicinal soup with a chopstick, and then poked Yan Xiaoshou's nostrils and said, "If you don't open your mouth, I will pour it into your nostrils!"

Yan Xiaoshou's nostrils were poked by the hot chopsticks, and he was already so uncomfortable that he couldn't control himself, when he heard this, he just wanted to jump off the high platform immediately, and opened his mouth and said: "Don't, don't pour me Chinese medicine, I, I promise you everything!"

Yan Chang saw the opportunity, dug a spoonful of hot medicinal soup and poured it into his mouth, Haozi was quick to see and immediately closed Yan Xiaoshou's chin, and said, "Don't spit it out, spit it out again!" Yan Xiaoshou whimpered with the decoction.

Seeing that Ren Jian on the side seemed to be relieved, trembling as if he was sifting chaff in fright, Haozi said: "This person doesn't wear clothes, it's really immoral, and he should take some medicine!"

When Ren Jian heard this, he was so frightened that his body shook like chaff, and Yan Chang smiled and said, "Let's concoct it according to the law, and also feed him some medicine!"

Haozi touched the casserole, the casserole was tossed for a long time, and it was not as hot as it was at the beginning, he grinned, shook his head and said: "It's not fun to pour it into your mouth, why don't we play some new tricks and pour it into our nose?"

Yan Chang said: "Do you think he is stupid and will drink medicine through his nose?"

Haozi said: "If he is not stupid, how can he not wear clothes?"

Yan Chang thought for a while and said, "Yes, then this is easy, you look at me!" He took out a roll of oilcloth from his arms, sealed it several times on Ren Jian's mouth, and sealed him to death, Ren Jian was extremely frightened, and wanted to struggle, but he could only move slightly, unable to resist.

Yan Chang poured out a bowl of medicinal soup, picked up Ren Jian's head, submerged his nose into the soup, and said, "You count one, two, three, and when you count to twenty, he promises to suck it in with his nose!"

The nose was not very afraid of burning, Ren Jian squirted violently, splashed out the medicinal soup, and wet Yan Chang's clothes, Yan Chang didn't care, and immediately filled the medicine bowl.

"Fun, do I count fast or slow?"

"Whatever!"

Haozi nodded, and began to count seriously, he counted very fast, and counted to eighteen at once, Ren Jian struggled recklessly, but his body was powerless and couldn't break free, he held his breath, and said secretly: "Do you want me to inhale when you count to twenty, dreaming!"

Who knew that Haozi suddenly scratched his armpit twice with one hand, Ren Jian didn't hold back his breath, and immediately inhaled a nose of medicinal soup, choking and coughing again and again, but unfortunately his mouth was sealed, and he inhaled two noses of medicinal soup in a row.

Seeing Ren Jiao's body flicking around, and his face turned the color of pig liver, Yan Chang smiled and said, "It's so fun, let's play with Boss Yan too!"

Yan Xiaoshou was shocked, his mouth was already foaming, and he reluctantly shouted at this time: "Stop playing, what conditions do you have, just open it, everyone can discuss!"

At this time, a voice sounded from the audience, someone climbed up to the stage, Yan Chang smiled and said: "What is there to discuss, someone has come to see the play, Boss Yan, you continue to pretend, I promise to make you more comfortable!" The voice fell, several people climbed onto the bamboo platform, and the last person who came up was the general Yan who met outside the Jixian Gate that day.

The soldiers who climbed up were divided into two rows, the front row was holding a long knife, and the back row was holding a bow and pulling arrows, and they were all surprised to see Yan Xiaoshou being pressed to the ground, looking miserable, and this Lord Yan was even more surprised, he received an urgent letter from the flying pigeon, and thought it was the people at the dock who made trouble, and he didn't expect his brother to be made like this, so he was immediately furious, and shouted: "On the contrary, in broad daylight, you dare to use lynching, is there any royal law in Songjiang Mansion!"

Wu Fei laughed, beckoned to Lord Yan: "Didn't you say that Lord Yan is the king of the law, it turns out that the Yan general still has to ask others about the king of the law, it's funny, it's funny!"

A clever soldier immediately saw who was in charge on the field, he rushed over, slashed at Wu Fei with a knife, and shouted: "This is our garrison lord, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The soldier was going to put the knife on Wu Fei's neck, but Wu Fei reached out and grabbed it, twisted the head of the knife, pressed it against the soldier's throat, and said lightly: "I only know Yan Zong, I don't know what Yan Shou is!"

Lord Yan recognized that it was Wu Fei, his face was a little ugly, he knew that it was Wu Fei and his servants who dealt with the thieves that day, and he couldn't help shouting: "The three young men of the Wu family, what are you going to do, not only did you use lynching, but you also resisted arrest, come on, take this son down for me, he dares to fight back, don't worry about killing!"

A row of soldiers who came up behind aimed their bows and arrows at Wu Fei, the five soldiers in front of him raised their knives and rushed forward, Wu Fei's body moved, and he bounced up from the recliner with a snort, he was very fast, and grabbed the soldier who rushed in front with his hand, snatched the long knife from his hand with his backhand, and then threw him out with a back fall, and then stepped to the side of Lord Yan, reached out and stuck his throat, put the knife on his neck, and said coldly: "Tell your people to stop!"

The soldiers who came up almost didn't figure out what was going on, and they found that the garrison had been controlled, and they were stunned on the spot, especially those archers, who hadn't even aimed their heads, and the garrison had already been controlled by Wu Fei.

Lord Yan broke out in a cold sweat and said, "Stop, you guys retreat first!"

Wu Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "You let them all step down, send someone to the yamen to call Lord Hai, saying that there is a case to be dealt with here, please come over in person, and no one else is allowed to come up without instructions!"

Lord Yan glanced at Wu Fei, broke out in a cold sweat, and said to those soldiers: "Did you hear that, send someone to the Yamen, you put down your weapons and retreat!" )