Chapter Thirty-Five: What Are You?

Hearing the sound coming from inside, Wan Feng pushed open the door and broke in.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

Wan Renshan raised his head, his somewhat haggard face full of sorrow.

And the moment Lin Shan saw Wan Feng, it was like a drowning person grabbing the last straw.

Lin Shan rushed towards Wan Feng, knelt directly in front of Wan Feng, and cried with a handful of snot and tears.

"Ah Feng, you must save your brother, now you are the only one who can save him, please."

"We were wrong before, we were too mean to you, we should be damned."

"We will never do this in the future, please save your brother!"

Wan Feng helped her up: "Sister-in-law, you get up first, if you have something to say." ”

Although he didn't have a good impression of this cousin-in-law, he was a family no matter how he said it, and Wan Renshan had nothing to say to him.

It is impossible for him to let the white-haired person of Wanrenshan send the black-haired person because of the discord with Wan Yue and his wife, right?

Wan Feng looked at Wan Renshan: "Uncle, tell me what's going on?" What happened to Wan Yue? You have made things clear, so that I can go and save people. ”

Wan Renshan was a little afraid to look at Wan Feng's eyes, lowered his head and sighed.

"Your cousin, this bastard, I don't know who was bewitched, he was obsessed with gambling, and even stole my more than 200 taels of pension silver, and lost a fine light."

"Not only that, but he had no more money, so he went to borrow it from others, and now he owes five hundred taels of silver."

"If you can't pay back the money, people will kill people......"

Wan Feng just stood up for Wan Renshan's narration, and he felt a smell of conspiracy.

"Uncle, where did Wan Yue lose his money?"

"It's Juchuan Fang opened by the Sanhe Gang, and the money was also borrowed from them, just now they sent someone over, saying that if they can't pay back the money, let Wan Yue, the bastard, take his life."

Wan Feng said "sure enough" in his heart.

He realized it was a conspiracy.

And it's still specifically for him.

From the point of view of time, this is not a temporary idea, but a conspiracy carefully planned against him by this Juchuan Fang, or the Three Rivers Gang.

Wan Feng looked at the old man of Wanren Mountain, looking at his face that seemed to be several years old, and his heart was slightly sour.

Thinking of Wan Renshan's happy appearance before, Wan Feng comforted: "Uncle, don't worry, I will bring the person back intact soon." ”

In fact, this matter was obviously aimed at him, and Wan Yue was only affected.

"Okay, okay...... I'm sorry to trouble you, Ah Feng, I'm really sorry to worry you so much. ”

Wan Renshan held Wan Feng's hand and shook it slightly, looking very excited.

No matter how Wan Yue fails, he will always be his child.

"Uncle, you are out of sight when you say this, you haven't helped me less, and I should help you."

If it weren't for Wan Renshan's help, Wan Feng wouldn't even be able to catch fast now, let alone others.

Wan Renshan nodded heavily: "Ah Feng, you be careful, if you really can't do it, don't worry about that bastard." ”

Wan Feng didn't answer, just bowed slightly.

"Then I'll go and see now, uncle, you are waiting for my news at home."

Wan Renshan responded: "Okay." ”

Lin Shan shouted, "Ah Feng, your cousin depends on you." ”

Wan Feng waved his hand and immediately went out.

For the area north of the city, Wanfeng is still quite familiar.

Although I have never been to this Juchuanfang, I know its approximate location.

Chasing the wind and hurrying along the way, but with the help of tea, Wan Feng has already arrived at Juchuanfang.

Raising his eyes and looking at the signboard above, Wan Feng walked directly towards the Juchuan Fang.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the two guards guarding the door stretched out their hands to stop Wan Feng.

One of them was tall and big, and he also said to Wan Feng in a cheerful tone: "Poor master, you can't enter here if you don't have money!" ”

"How do you know I don't have any money?"

Wan Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked rhetorically.

Under normal circumstances, these guards are absolutely not so bold to directly stop a catcher.

Even if you are not afraid, you will not offend.

After all, there is a saying that Hades is easy to mess with, and the little ghost is difficult to deal with.

It doesn't seem to have a high status, but it's quite simple if you want something bad.

Now that the guard had not only stopped him, but also uttered such a thing, it must have been instructed by someone.

The guard smiled: "Just your little money, eat and drink a little and it's over, where is the money to have fun?" I think so, why don't you give me your clothes and a sword, and I'll give you two taels of silver, so that you can go inside and open your eyes? ”

There is no doubt that this is a mockery of Chi Guoguo.

Wan Feng's tone was inexplicable: "It seems that you are sure that I won't do it!" ”

"Where, if the poor master is a public official, how can he beat someone?"

The guard said triumphantly, "Beating civilians for no reason is a crime. ”

Wan Feng's face turned cold, and he suddenly became difficult.

He stepped out and punched it out directly.

The fist struck the guard in the chest.

Suddenly, the guard screamed like a pig, sounding as miserable and miserable.

"Beat someone, the official sent someone to beat someone!"

Wan Feng didn't care about him, his punch just now had already sent a true qi into the body of this guard.

After that, he had to be tortured by this true qi every day until he died.

As long as you don't kill people, then beating people is just a trivial matter, even if it makes trouble to the yamen, it is nothing.

At most, it was just a few words that didn't hurt it.

Of course, this is based on Wan Feng's current strength and Fan Yang's backing.

Wan Feng glanced at the other guard, who retreated again and again, for fear that Wan Feng would punch him.

Without the obstruction of the guards, Wan Feng directly entered Juchuan Fang.

The howl of the guard just now had already attracted the attention of some people.

So as soon as Wan Feng entered, someone greeted him.

"This poor master is invited, Du Fankuan, the owner of Xiaju Chuanfang."

This is a fat man with a little dark skin, a big belly, five carrot-like fingers covered with gold rings, jade wrenches, and looks like a rich man.

"I don't know why the poor master injured my guards in Juchuanfang? The so-called dog beating also depends on the owner, and the poor master really doesn't give face at all. ”

Wan Feng didn't pay attention to him, just kept looking left and right, and only after he didn't find Wan Yue's figure, he withdrew his gaze.

"It also depends on the owner to beat the dog? Then call your master out. ”

The consistent smile on Du Fankuan's face instantly froze, and a cold light flashed in his little eyes that were almost invisible when they were covered by fat.

At this moment, Wan Feng said again: "Also, face is not given by others, but earned by yourself, what are you?" Need me to give you face? ”