Chapter 13: Lawlessness

Gao Han is very sure, he is here to find a place today, whether he bullies or not, he doesn't think about it at all.

And looking at the appearance of the thin man, it is estimated that they don't need to find fault, and the thin man will take the initiative to come to the door.

Sure enough, not long after sitting down, the thin man walked over with a drooping face.

Gao Han was a little strange, this guy dared to come up when he saw so many people, shouldn't he immediately send someone to call for talent?

"Boy, Uncle has been looking for you for a long time, and you still dare to send it to the door!"

Sun Yulin sat down with a sneer, "lying down", and slapped a waist card on the table.

"Jinyiwei"?

Gao Han's eyes moved and looked at Professor Su.

Professor Su's eyes swept towards the waist card, but there was no reaction, Gao Han immediately understood, this old thing can eat the other party, he doesn't have to be afraid, he can continue to play.

"Say, how should we calculate the account from last time!"

Sun Yulin looked at Gao Han, who seemed to be stunned, and sneered: "Gather a crowd to beat the Son of Heaven's pro-army, the crime is complicity and rebellion, you guys, come back to the Zhenfu Division with me and have a good chat!" ”

"It's a drunken brawl, the last time the Soldiers and Horses Division judged like this, besides, you didn't reveal your identity, even if you beat you, we didn't know that you were Jinyiwei!"

Gao Han smiled slightly, glanced at Li Shishi, who was looking this way with a gloomy face in the distance, and replied slowly.

"Jinyiwei, is this the virtue of our Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty? More than a dozen people still carry weapons, and they can't even rely on a few scholars to oppress each other, so they will only rely on their fame to suppress people? ”

The crowd behind him laughed loudly.

"Bold!"

Sun Yulin's eyes widened, Huo Ran stood up, stretched out his hand and slapped him, and slapped Gao Han in the face.

"Fuck you!"

With an angry roar, a bowl of lotus seed white fungus soup that had just been sent to the table came directly towards Sun Yulin's noodle door, and the sticky and hot soup suddenly made him face.

Chen Ke, who had been waiting impatiently by Gao Han's side, jumped up suddenly, jumped on the table, and kicked Sun Yulin, who couldn't see in his eyes, and immediately kicked him to the ground.

If someone makes a move, how can other people still be idle, especially now that it is one out of eight, if you don't go up and kick a few feet and smash a few plates, wouldn't it be a trip in vain.

They came today, but they were holding back their hands.

All of a sudden, ping-pong, the lobby was in chaos, the girls scattered and frightened, and the guests were inexplicably surprised.

Why did these scholars who looked like Sven Wen who were talking well just now go crazy all of a sudden, and grabbed a guy who was lying on the ground with his head in his arms and beat him hard, and the current readers really can't be provoked.

"Mom, look~~~~~" A woman squeezed to the bustard's side and pointed to the crowd that was fighting.

"I knew something was going to happen today!"

The old bustard looked at them with a sad face: "Sun Slender is here, these students are here, it's no wonder if you don't have an accident together, tell the girls to take care of themselves, watch the excitement and go upstairs, and tell Xiao San to go outside to report to the official." ”

"Hey, business is sluggish, this old man is tossing here every once in a while, how can we do this business!"

On the other side, Li Shishi looked at his cousin, who was beaten and rolled on the ground by those students, not only did not get angry, but laughed proudly.

Li Shishi picked up the teacup in his hand, took a sip very comfortably, and then commanded his subordinates behind him in a low voice: "Blow the whistle and call someone!" ”

His subordinate took out an iron whistle from his bosom and put it to his mouth, and suddenly, a terrible whistle sounded!

The voice was so sharp that not only the onlookers and girls, but even the few who were doing it looked at this side in unison.

There were already timid fellows quietly retreating, and some were looking around to see if there was a way out.

Different from these hand-made buns, they have lived in Beijing for a long time, but they know what such a whistle means.

The whistle stopped for only a dozen fingers, and then I heard the sound of running outside, and the door that greeted the guests outside stumbled in, his face was red and swollen, and he thought he had been slapped in the face.

"Dongchang, the fan of Dongchang is here~~~~~"

Behind him, more than a dozen people with iron rulers and short sticks and high hats strode in from the outside in a menacing manner.

The man walked slowly, and was kicked hard by the leader.

"Fanzi is also what you lowly guy can call?"

In the silence, Li Shishi stood up and slowly walked in from the crowd.

looked at Gao Han and the others who were confused by this movement and didn't know whether to stop or continue fighting: "Give me a palm!" ”

A fan with a piece of wood stepped forward, picked up the door that wanted to hide behind the old bustard, and fought with a snap, only three or five times, the teeth of the door flew out, and the blood splashed the old bustard next to him, and the old bustard trembled, and he didn't even dare to wipe it.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Li Shishi was very satisfied, and the people from Dongchang had to have such a scene.

"You're good!"

He didn't even look at the beaters and the beaten behind him, and pointed his finger towards Gao Han and the others, one by one.

"You, you, you, and you, you're good, you are doing murder on the street, beating officials, is this a rebellion, take it all down for me, lock it back and torture it well, and see if there are any comrades!"

Sun Yulin hugged his head and was beaten for a long time, and when he saw his cousin make a move, he was about to get up at the moment.

Just in time for Gao Han to face Professor Su, seeing this movement, Professor Su still didn't say a word, Gao Han's confidence suddenly increased greatly, and he kicked Sun Yulin, who had just crawled over, and kicked him down again.

This kick, as if it was an order, the fans with high hats immediately shouted and rushed up: "Dare to continue to commit murder, take it, take it, take it all for me!" ”

I don't know who is still out of the lime bag, the current fanzi, the first to win the bid.

Then, as if it was a trick, the students who had just become adults with their bare hands had some strange things in their hands, and they all shouted one by one, and pounced on these fans with iron rulers and wooden sticks.

Abacus, bamboo boards, barbed sticks, and water-soaked hemp rope bundles are all short, lean and easy to hide.

There was even a student who took off the huge cowhide boots he was wearing on his feet, and swirled around in his hand, like a meteor hammer, directly on the head of a fanzi, who didn't even snort, rolled his eyes and fell down.

"Are these too students?"

Among the onlookers, one of them muttered to himself, as if only he could hear it: "How can I look like a thug fight on the street?" ”

Beside him, the old bustard, who still had blood stains on his face, lost his eyes, and was muttering to himself: "It's over, it's over, this Cuiyan Building, it seems that it really can't be opened!" ”