Diametrically opposed to the panic and the lack of ownership of the six gods when his grandson had an accident just now, Prince Wen seemed extremely calm at this time. He let out a long sigh of relief, as if some big rock in his heart had landed—as if he were just waiting for this moment.

A sneer appeared on the prince's chubby face: "Hmph, that's right, this group of rats and bed bugs hiding in the gutter have finally emerged!" I just said, such a good, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could they let it go?! ”

Wen Shili turned his head and ordered a burly entourage beside him: "Mengzi, raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while, go and pull up the field protection team!" Pick up all the sticks for the king! Not only the field protection team, but also the people who are still moving and panting in the field now, all of them are copied by this king! ”

"Bring out all the rejecting horses that were made a while ago, and block the door for me with three layers inside and three layers outside, and not a single mouse is allowed to enter!"

"The rest of you, take care of the wounded, women and children! Especially optimistic about my grandson! Hurry up and carry Wang Sun to the back! ”

Wen Shili gave orders in an orderly manner like a general, and at the same time picked up the willow stick that was placed in the corner of the shed and was as thick as an arm.

"Director Li, don't hide the red powder and white powder you hoarded before, you should take it out!"

"Gotcha, lord! Schedule it now! Li Changting responded immediately.

Director Li turned around and pushed Lan Wang again: "You and Zu Shangshu take about twenty people and go to the shed over there, where there are four fire water trucks, you push them out, fill the water tanks of the water trucks with boiling water with the nearest boiler, and then push them to the door!" ”

"Hey, you're pretty well equipped here, huh? Riot control equipment and crowd control equipment are available! Lan Wang saw that the people in the workshop had already had an emergency plan, and he was not very nervous, he was even more relaxed, and joked again, "What are the red, pink and white powder?" It can't be drugs, right? ”

"Hey, it's not too advanced, it's just chili powder! It's red pink; White dust is quicklime powder, which is certainly not calcium oxide, but a non-metallic oxide with similar properties. "The big war is imminent, and Director Li didn't forget to drag two sentences of chemistry, "This thing reacts when it encounters water and can quickly release heat, just as it is calcium oxide." Let's spray him with chili powder first, if you don't hug your head and run away, just throw the lime bag, fascinate his dog's eyes, and finally spray boiling water to pour it, and it will be scalded! ”

Lan Wang smiled evilly: "Okay, count yourself ruthless!" ”

At the same time, outside the gate of Wenjia Workshop.

A ragged, stained, unkempt woman, holding a baby wrapped in rags, howled like a madman: "What a life this makes! Have mercy on our orphans and widows! ”

There were also several similarly dressed women around the "mother and son", including old women and young women, and some were holding children wiping their noses. Around them, hundreds of people were gathered in dense layers, all of them residents from the slums of the shantytowns around the Wenjia workshop.

"This Wenjia workshop has crushed our shop, and my in-laws are so angry that they want my man to work for them! I can't get a few coppers all year round, not to mention, this time I was fed to the monster by the shopkeeper who killed a thousand knives! The woman's acting skills exploded, and the crying fire was very accurate, rendering the atmosphere of the scene just right, "Say what is the machine that can move by itself if you want to build a fire, but that thing must not be pushed by a monster!" Pity my honest husband, who is so sacrificial! ”

"My child is less than a year old! Who will give justice to my orphans and widows!! "Mother" looked up to the sky and shouted, like weeping blood.

"Give back my husband! Give back my son! ”

"Give me back the man in our family!"

"Scraping the ground is a three-foot old wealth! Brutes who knock out the bones and suck the marrow! Give us back the sweat and blood! ”

"Give us back the sweat!"

"Hand over the monster and punish the murderer!"

After the "mother and son" performance, it is naturally their turn to appear on the stage of these "supporting roles" beside them. Several old girls were crying, screaming and scolding, and the heart-rending howls were endless, and people who didn't know what they knew thought they had come to Shura Hell at first glance!

Their crying and mourning emotions spread rapidly among the crowd outside the gate of Wenjia Workshop like an infectious disease, and for a while, the sobbing and sobbing sounds in the crowd came and went, and soon turned into intermittent whimpering. Outside the workshop, it seems that a chorus of female voices is playing a bitter love scene.

The men were also affected by this emotion, and many young and middle-aged men were burned red with anger, panting like a bull that could not help itself with a red cloth, their fists were clenched, and everyone could clearly hear the heartbeat of the people around them gradually accelerating.

"Brothers and sisters! We can't just let Master Nawen and the foreign barbarians he recruited ride on our heads! We have to get justice for so many fathers and villagers on Qiaojiang Street! ”

"Yes, get justice!"

The instigators hiding in the crowd felt that the time had come and immediately began to move.

"Let them hand over all the villains who beat people last time!"

"Hand over those villains who bully men and women!"

"Get rid of all the outsiders!"

"Give me back the industry! Give me back my errand! Pay back my hard-earned money!! ”

"Exorcise evil spirits! Smash the demon weapon! Burn the cow, ghost, snake and god! ”

A large crowd of people gathered in front of the workshop with different goals and demands angrily shouted all sorts of inexplicable slogans, forming a strange hodgepodge.

The more people gathered, the shouts became louder and louder, and the violent mood continued to heat up. The mob, who had completely lost their minds, screamed and pressed towards the entrance of the workshop, and the Wenjia workshop's not-so-sturdy gate was like a dilapidated wooden house by the sea, crumbling under the constant onslaught of roaring winds and roaring waves. At the same time, a steady stream of ragged thugs poured out from all corners of Artisan Street, silently merging into the turbid current that was raging at the gates of the workshop.

On the other side, in the gate of the workshop, hundreds of sturdy men wearing rattan armor and rattan helmets with face protection, holding a wooden "riot shield" half a person high and half a person wide and a large "batons" painted with black and white stripes, stretched out a long human wall and waited for them, glaring angrily at the rioters outside the door. In front of them were rows of sharply slashed rejecting horses; Behind them were four waterwheels led by Lan Wang and Zu Yuan.

Wen Shili carried a thick wooden stick like a gangster and sneered: "Hmph, I thought those scum who secretly made things bad could come up with a better excuse, but I didn't expect their play to be so bad!" It's true that all the workers in my workshop are dragging their families, but all the craftsmen's families are in the workshop, where are the 'orphans and widows' outside?! What's more, there were no fatalities in this accident at all, but these Diao people can insist that someone in my text fed their man to the monster! ”

"If someone I raise a monster, do I still need to open this workshop? The big guy said yes?! ”

In the midst of the tsunami-like furious shouts, Wen Shili's joke, which was not very funny, was very clearly transmitted to the ears of every workshop craftsman. The guards who were waiting at the door looked at each other, and then laughed.

"Hey, this Prince Wen really has the demeanor of Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong!" Lan Wang joked with Li Changting, who was standing beside him.

"Hey, Du Yuesheng Jinrong is not comparable to him, he is not so big! However, my boss is quite similar to those green gang bosses in the Republic of China: he usually looks very aggressive, and he will never drop the chain at a critical moment; It seems that he is careless about everything, but in fact, he has a last resort for everything! Director Li also replied with a smile.

"No, he already knew that someone was going to be bad for the workshop, so he pulled up this security team, and sent craftsmen to do these things. Otherwise, we would be meat on the chopping block today! ”

Lan Wang couldn't help but admire: "Your boss Wen is indeed quite forward-looking, the security and anti-riot work of the workshop are quite in place, and even the anti-riot police and high-pressure water hoses are available!" ”

"Of course! The riot gear, explosion-proof shield, and baton were all designed by me and Master Wen, and I had a hundred sets in a few days! Director Li's tone revealed an unconcealed pride.

Young Master Lan's words changed: "But Director Li, do you know who is going to attack you?" ”

"I haven't thought of it yet. These residents of Qiaojiang Street have conflicts with me and are dissatisfied with us, but if there is no one to incite them, they will definitely not dare to come here to make trouble. I don't know who instigated it, but I do know that these blocks are the territory of the Lan family's second room. It's not that you don't know, the Lan family is the head snake of Yangguan Town, without their acquiescence or even instruction and assistance, who would dare to do this on the ground of the Lan family in Jiangbei? ”

The corners of Lan Wang's eyes jumped suddenly. Intuition told him that the second room of the Lan family was not easy to mess with!

"The second room of the Lan family? Is it the cousin of my bastard in the mouth of Prince Wen? Why are they bothering Wenjia Workshop? ”

"Also, if what Wen Shili and Zu Yuan said is correct, if I can't become the head of the Lan family, the eldest son of the second room of the Lan family will have the right of first inheritance. It can be said that if I lose my legs or simply die, the first beneficiary is the second room of the Lan family! ”

"What's the connection between the two?"

He was thinking like this, but the prince of Wen Shi Li Wen had already stood up: "Brothers! Let's salute before we soldiers, and I'll talk to them and see what they want! ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden opposition, "Lord, don't do it!" "Boss, no!" "These people are clearly going to demolish our workshop, what do you have to talk to them about?!"

The prince replied to the people in the field protection team: "Of course I know that these people outside harbor evil intentions, but they are them, we are us, reason first and then do it, this procedure and rules can't be broken!" ”

Lan Wang scolded in his heart: "It's all at this time, and you're still playing the trick of a hero!" If there are a few cold arrows hidden in the other party's pile, this Prince Wen is afraid that he won't even know how he died! Lan Wang thought about this as he moved his position closer to Prince Wen in small steps, and at the same time quickly searched the crowd for people who were moving. If someone tried to assassinate Prince Wen when he stood up to speak, Lan Wang was confident that with the martial arts he had cultivated for more than a year, he would still be able to pull the prince back in time to protect him.

At this time, the mob outside the gate had gathered at the gate. If there had not been a refusal to block the way, the mob would have already poured in. Even so, most of them still scolded the people in the workshop after rejecting the horses, and all kinds of unbearable dirty words flew all over the sky, and the spit stars could splash on the faces of the guards almost ten meters away.

Lan Wang noticed several suspicious elements almost immediately. He knew that these people were probably the direct instigators of this incident. However, he knew that the chief planner and chief director of this incident were still hiding in the shadows, quietly watching all this.

"Well, if only I had a sniper rifle in my hand." Lan Wang thought so.

At this time, Prince Wen's voice had already shouted: "I am the manager of Wenjia Workshop!" What do you have to say, can you say it now?! ”

The sound was not loud, but it was full of energy, and the crowd outside the door somehow fell silent.

In a three-storey restaurant opposite Wenjia Workshop, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, wearing an inconspicuous green cloth shirt, sits with another flattering, street gangster-looking person drinking tea.

"Master Hou, this time this thing will be done! Even if you can't dismantle this Wenjia workshop, you can still let the bald prince lose two layers of skin! The little gangster had a charming face, and his expression was like a strange flower in full bloom, "Even if these mud-legged people can't rush in, and the second young master and the third young master will personally press the formation, and they will definitely not let him have a good time!" ”

The middle-aged man didn't speak, just lowered his head and took another sip of tea.

"Master Hou, actually, the villain thinks that the old man doesn't need to go to such great lengths, and the phoenix with wings is not as good as a grass chicken, not to mention a prince who has been removed from the Zongren Mansion? Just get rid of him ... ”

The middle-aged man with a grim face put the tea bowl on the table lightly.

The gangster leader was like a duck pinched by the neck, and immediately fell silent.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, just slowly picked up the teapot, filled it with tea, took a sip, and then said slowly: "How can you and I put your beak at will?" ”

The gangster's face turned pale in an instant: "Don't dare, don't dare!" A little dog-like thing, where can it get into the eyes of his old man! ”

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the gate of Wenjia's workshop lightly: "Even if this Wen Shili is nominally expelled from the royal family and deprived of his honorific title, there is such a thing as bloodline. Even if you deny it thousands of times, he is the brother of the first emperor and the same mother, and the uncle of the current saint. Killing a down-and-out royal family in this Yangguan town is easy to kill, but it is difficult to deal with the aftermath. It was also because of this that he did not directly kill him. ”

"However, this Wen Shi Li Wen Wang Ye is also a character, and it is worth assigning people to take care of him alone. I have served the old man for so many years, and there are very few of his opponents who can get this kind of treatment! ”

"That's that, that's a clever plan, and there's no last resort!" The gangsters will learn to be obedient and will no longer make any comments, just a brainless sycophant.

"There is actually another layer of consideration for Wen Weng to keep Wen Shili's life." The middle-aged man commented, "For a person like Prince Wen, losing his life is not the most painful. ”

Speaking of this, the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth showed a slight sneer.

"The most painful thing is to watch the tall building that I have devoted my life to collapse in front of me."

The little gangster accompanied the smiling face, but there was a chill in his heart, where did he dare to talk.

The middle-aged man looked at Wenjia's workshop quietly for a while, and then said, "You send people and ask them to rush in with the mob." Wen Shili's sharp mouth is famous, if he is killed by his clever tongue, wouldn't it be a failure? ”

The little gangster shook his head flatteringly: "Obey the decree of Hou Yeyi!" ”

Inside the workshop gate.

Wen Shili was shouting outside: "The lady who just said that my Wenjia Workshop killed your husband, what is your husband's surname?" Where do you live? What kind of craftsmanship? How much is the salary? Although I have a poor memory, I can still remember the names of hundreds of guys in my workshop thanks to my bald head! ”

"After all, hair is like grass on a person's head, and if you cut all the grass, there will be nothing to absorb nutrients from the brain! My originally sparse memory can naturally be better! ”

There was laughter from the side of the guards.

"I..." The woman holding the child who had just performed so vividly was so stumbling that she couldn't say anything.

That's her downfall. If she casually remonstrates a person's name at this time, she may be able to get away with it - Prince Wen will deny it, and then the instigators hiding in the crowd can slander the prince for biting to death and not admitting it, so as to catch the little tail of Prince Wen and the workshop. It's a pity that although this professional female beggar who came out of the beggar gang has a first-class acting level, she still lacks a little fire in touching porcelain, and she was suddenly exposed by the big shopkeeper of Wenjia Workshop!

"And the lady! What are the names of your husband and son? There are only two pairs of fathers and sons working side by side in my Wenjia workshop, one is the Fang family and the other is the Wu family. Dare to ask this lady: What are the surnames of your husband and son? ”

"Last name... Surname Fang! Of course, the surname Fang! You rich man who eats people and doesn't spit out bones, killed them both! The old woman obviously hesitated, but immediately reacted, continued to act hoarsely, and yelled at Prince Wen.

When the fat bald prince heard this, he grinned: "Oh, this eldest lady, this is not a coincidence, Fang's father and son are still alive and well!" You see, he's on my team! ”

"But here's one thing I'm curious about: where did you come from?" The prince asked rhetorically.

"Huh?" The old woman was stunned. After all, the old woman who came out of the beggar gang ate decades more rice than the young woman, and the Tao was a little higher, but not much higher.

Wen Shili laughed: "Auntie doesn't know, this Fang family's father has been a widower for decades, and he has never continued the string; The son of the Fang family lost his mother when he was three years old! If you are a woman of the Fang family, then this is weird! Could it be that you crawled out of the coffin? The coffin lid is so heavy, can you push it open with your old arms and legs? ”

There was another round of laughter. The entire team burst out laughing, even those who had been trying so hard to endure it until then burst out laughing. A few of the offspring with wooden sticks were even more exaggerated, and they bent over with a smile and blushed with a smile, bowing one bow after another like a boiled prawn, and only after the captain of the guard field scolded him sharply did he restrain himself. In this way, the laughter not only did not get smaller, but grew louder, echoing throughout the workshops and the streets of the artisans.

The old woman's face flushed, and she could not say a word, and the morale of the whole mob was filed.

Prince Wen raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then continued: "Thanks to the care of your fathers and elders, my Wenjia Workshop has been based here for more than two years. In the past few days, our workshop has shattered the tranquility of Qiaojiang Street and brought difficulties to the villagers. ”

The instigators should have seized this opportunity to make a big fuss, but they didn't—everyone was shocked by Prince Wen's powerful aura.

"If you owe a debt, you have to pay it back, and if you make a mistake, you have to change it, this is a matter of course! If there is any place where I am sorry for everyone, I will compensate you one by one! However, if this matter is not committed by Wenjia Workshop, everyone will still plant it on our heads—"

"Don't listen to the old man's rhetoric! Don't be fooled by him! A voice in the crowd suddenly screamed.

"The surname Wen is full of lies! He coaxed everyone away this time, and he will continue to be powerful in the future! ”

"Rush in and smash the workshop! Get our stuff back! ”

"Get our stuff back!!"

Piercing howls followed, and the crowd, which had already settled down, was ready to move again. Lan Wang saw that many street thugs and thugs who had been hiding behind and in the middle of the crowd had taken action, yelling, kicking, and pushing the people in front of them forward. In this way, the people in the front row, who had lost their sharpness, were also pushed forward. In order not to be stabbed by the sharp rejection, the people in the front row began to find ways to move, push down, or directly destroy the rejection. Many frail people were caught off guard, and they were suddenly squeezed to the ground by the sudden rush of people, and their flesh and bones were trampled on in an instant. Wails and moans mingled with wild growls to creep the listener.

The crowd ignored the victims who were trampled and killed, and once again flowed, rushing straight to the door, and all kinds of strange cries of "seeking justice" rose higher and higher. The poor who did not know the truth could not help themselves, and they were also dragged forward like a crowd.

The form has taken a sharp turn, and the door of the workshop is about to be breached!