I saw that the old grandson's head was covered with blood, half of his lips were swollen like a sausage that he hadn't had time to swallow, and his right eye, which he was trying to open, was only cracked like a walnut.

was grabbed by the collar, and the old grandson hurriedly held his head with both hands and begged for mercy:

"The old man is incompetent, the old man is incompetent......!

Mei Shui looked at the fist he hadn't raised yet, and asked in surprise:

"Old grandson, what's wrong with you?"

The old grandson heard his voice, begged for mercy and paused, covered his head with both hands and tilted his head to look at it.

When he saw that Mei Shui was in front of him, he let go of his double queen suddenly, grabbed Mei Shui's sleeve tightly, and cried bitterly as if he had seen a relative......

The old grandson cried and shouted:

"Mei Shui, Mei Shui, why did you appear? I usually see you in the city as a prestige, why did you disappear at a critical time?"

Mei Shui looked at the old man in front of her, crying a lot of snot and tears, that was really crying miserably, how could there be the fairy style of the past......

"What are you crying about? Who beat you like this?...... You burned my thatched hut?"

Mei Shui frowned, although many answers in his heart had been revealed, he still wanted to get confirmation from the old grandson.

"The old man is full, and he runs all the way to burn your broken grass house!"

Although the old grandson was beaten badly and cried sadly at the moment, he still did not lose his mind, and immediately dissociated himself from the burning of the Meishui grass house.

Seeing that he couldn't stop bleeding from his head, Mei Shui took out a small porcelain bottle of gold creation medicine and gave it to him:

"This is what my master left me, and there is only this last vial left, you can save some use. ”

The old grandson was not polite, he reached out and took the golden medicine and put it in his pocket, wiped his face with his hand, but wiped his blood and tears, and he was trembling with fright.

Mei Shui helped him sit down on the spot and said, "Tell me, what happened." ”

When the old grandson heard him ask, he couldn't help but talk about it with a handful of snot and tears.

At noon more than ten days ago, he was talking about a book in the middle of the day, when suddenly there was a commotion on the street.

At first, neither the tea customer nor the boss made any movement in the middle of the pot.

But soon, twenty or thirty fierce and vicious people broke into the teahouse, and when they entered the teahouse, they couldn't help but say, and shouted to drink good tea and eat good snacks.

At that time, it was the time when the teahouse was full, and there were no empty seats, so those people directly carried some tea customers and threw them out of the door.

The guys stepped forward to stop it, and they were all beaten and thrown out of the door together.

After such a fuss, the tea guests still had the heart to drink tea and chat, and fled out of the teahouse one after another.

This incident alarmed the boss of Hu Zhongtian, who came out to reason with these people.

But these people clearly came to find fault, and they beat the boss without saying a word.

In the end, those people threatened the boss: All the shops and vendors in Oasis City, their city lord has taken a fancy to take over. If the boss is interested, he will roll up the bed and roll the person earlier, and he can also be spared, otherwise they will have no eyes and no eyes, and they will not pay for their lives!

In the next two days, some of the shop owners who were kicked out also gathered manpower to reason with these thugs.

Who expected these people to have a tough attitude, just one sentence: either hand over the shop or die!

There are also those who do not believe in evil and are not afraid of evil, and directly conflict with that group of people.

As a result, this group of people is not only powerful in fists and feet, but also knows how to spell.

The blacksmith shop owner in the west relied on his own strength and some fists and feet, but he was still wasted by this group of people.

The owner of the jade shop at the east end of the street was beaten to death by this group of people in public because he refused to give up the shop.

......

Within three days, all the shops in Oasis City, including the street vendors, changed owners, and all of them were taken over by this group of thugs.

The group of people said, and if the guys in the shops were obedient, they could stay and continue to be buddies.

But this group of people robbed other people's shops and wantonly took people's lives, how could anyone be willing to stay and die for this group of villains?

For a while, not only did all the shops change hands, but even the guys left one by one and never showed up again.

In Oasis City, which has been supported by commerce for many years, the business that the people rely on for survival has been taken away and there is no hope of taking it back.

After talking about everything, the old grandson looked at Mei Shui, who was exuding anger, and said:

"Aman, don't look for it, he didn't even wait for you to say goodbye to you for many days, he took his aunt and left Oasis City yesterday. ”

After saying that, he sighed:

"Mei Shui, Mei Shui, where have you been these days? I can toss you on weekdays, how come you don't even see a figure at such a time? If you were there a few days ago, although we people can't say that we can win all, but at least we can give those villains some powerful looks, right? Hey!"

Mei Shui clenched her fists, and had no time to pay attention to the disappointment and dissatisfaction in Old Sun Tou's tone.

"Everyone is gone, why are you still here? This wound was also beaten by that group of people?"

The old grandson sighed again:

Although my grandson's ancestral home is not in Oasis City, the old man was born and raised in Oasis City in this life, and it has been almost sixty years, and the old man doesn't want to leave!

After the teahouse was confiscated, the old man thought about going home to rest for some time, but after the situation stabilized, he came out to have a look and find a way to make a living.

But after resting at home for two days, the group of villains came to the door and asked the old man to continue to go back to the pot to tell stories......

They forced the old man, how dare the old man disobey? The lives of the old and the young can be dragged into their hands.

But today's pot in the sky, except for a few unwitting outsiders, how can there be the bustle and glory of the past?

The old man talked for five days in a row, and there were very few tea customers.

Those people said that the old man was incompetent and failed to attract tea customers for them......

Every time I finished finishing the book in the past few days, the old man was beaten and kicked by them......"

The old grandson said and said, and the old tears were full of tears again.

Mei Shui opened her clenched fist, picked up the old grandson's head, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to go to Huzhongtian to tell stories. Leave this matter to me!"

The old grandson looked at him with tears in his eyes:

"Hey, Mei boy, take out your strength to smash the old man's field and kill them!"

Mei Shui nodded seriously and said, "Yes!"

When the old grandson was telling, Mei Shui couldn't hold back several times and wanted to rush back to the pot in the sky.

He never imagined that in just a few days, such a big change would happen in Oasis City.

The sand bandits more than ten years ago, no matter how rampant they were, they only dared to rob secretly.

And now this group of people is good, directly and blatantly killing and plundering people in the city, changing ways to drive the people away from their homes.

The grass hut is gone, and Oasis City is going to be destroyed......

Master and he have been guarding Oasis City for many years, but in just these ten days, these people have destroyed their home!

Seeing the old grandson staggering out of the back alley, Mei Shui turned around, clenched his fists, stared at the tiger, and walked towards the pot with a body of cold air.