Chapter 102: Different Ideas

Li Xiake's words only flashed in Huang Feihong's mind in an instant, he didn't have time to think about it at all, the person had already run to Aunt Thirteen, and helped up Aunt Thirteen, who was pushed to the ground: "Aunt Thirteen, are you okay?"

The thirteenth aunt got up from the ground in shock and hugged Huang Feihong: "Feihong, I thought I was going to die just now, woo woo......"

Huang Feihong was hugged by her, his nose smelled the girl's body fragrance, his ears heard the soft voice, he couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart, his palm gently patted the back of the thirteenth aunt a few times, and comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, that person is gone!"

He gently put down Aunt Thirteen and said softly: "You go back to sleep first, just get some sleep!"

The thirteenth aunt nodded aggrievedly and said, "You send me into the room!"

Huang Feihong was helpless, took her hand, turned around and walked towards the courtyard, and when he turned around, he saw a few apprentices standing at the door stunned, Huang Feihong was startled, and let go of Aunt Thirteen's little hand like an electric shock, and shouted: "What are you looking at? Don't go back quickly!

Lin Shirong and the others hurriedly turned their heads and walked towards the courtyard, their faces were full of surprise, just now when Li Xiake said in the hall that Aunt Thirteen and Huang Feihong were a perfect couple, everyone still didn't believe it, but at this time, seeing the two of them so intimate, this time everyone no longer doubted, after glancing at each other, Ling Yunkai whispered as he walked: "It's bad, it's really like what the master said, the master may really mess up the generation!"

Ya Cha Su disagreed: "The two love each other, there is ...... What's all the fuss?"

He is a descendant of Chinese laborers, has lived in the United States for many years, and is accustomed to seeing the style of the Western world, so he does not feel that there is anything wrong with the relationship between Huang Feihong and his thirteenth aunt.

As soon as everyone entered the courtyard, they saw Li Xiake, who was looking at the sky with his hands in his hands.

Li Xiake is nine feet tall, majestic as a god, standing with his hands in his hands at this time, he is really like a statue of a god in the small courtyard, and the aura of majesty and slaughter is coming.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Lin Shirong and others greeted Li Xiake one after another: "Master, you haven't slept yet?"

Li Xiake said with a smile: "The yard is more chaotic than the vegetable market, if I can sleep, it's weird!"

His eyes flickered like cold lightning, and he glanced at everyone: "You are all so benevolent and righteous! Even the gangsters who killed people and set fire to Baozhilin must be rescued, admire, admire!"

Huang Feihong, who had just stepped into the courtyard with his thirteenth aunt, turned red after hearing Li Xiake's ridicule, lowered his head and walked to Li Xiake's side, and said, "Uncle, I was careless! I should have tied them all up!"

Li Xiake snorted coldly, looked up at the sky, and said lightly: "Tie up, how many can you tie?

Huang Feihong was silent, and looked up after a while: "Uncle Chivalry, these people set fire to the house, after all, it is a crime that does not lead to death, and even if they disregard people's lives, then the government will deal with it." If we kill people as casually as they do, then what difference do we have from them? We will become them!"

Seeing that he was still saying this, Li Xiake sighed: "You are a righteous man and a gentleman, and you are a law-abiding and good citizen, and I understand that you don't want to do these murderous deeds, but Feihong, this time is different from the past, such as today's chaos, demons are everywhere, and the demons are dancing wildly, but those who die are law-abiding and good people! On the contrary, corrupt officials and corrupt officials, bandits and thieves live extremely nourishing one by one. You don't kill now, but only now, after a while, the situation will force you to kill!"

Huang Feihong didn't dare to refute, and nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, Uncle is right!"

Li Xiake saw that he didn't care about it at all, and didn't bother to argue with him: "Forget it, you won't listen to anything I say now, and you will understand later!"

He looked at the Shahe Gang in the courtyard, "Now you have two choices, one is to return to the Shahe Gang again and continue to commit evil with your gang leader, and the other is to break away from the Shahe Gang and start anew." If you choose the first one, then I will see you in the future, and I will show no mercy, and I will kill one when I see one!"

A group of Shahe Gang members who were sober in the courtyard all trembled when they heard this, and they didn't dare to speak.

Huang Feihong was afraid that Li Xiake's murderous intentions would rise again, so he hurriedly shouted to everyone in the courtyard: "I haven't written my uncle's grace not to kill soon!"

Several kneeling Shahe gang members hurriedly kowtowed to Li Xiake and thanked him: "Thank you uncle for not killing, thank you uncle for not killing!"

Li Xiake snorted, turned around with his sleeves, and walked towards the bedroom: "Feihong, don't be tied up by them again!"

Huang Feihong said: "Uncle, don't worry, this time it will never be!"

He instructed Lin Shirong, Ling Yunkai and the others: "Go find a few ropes, tie them all, and send them to the yamen tomorrow for processing!"

Lin Shirong muttered: "Master, I still think that Master's method just now is good, find a place to dig a pit and bury these, it is easier than anything else!"

Huang Feihong's face sank, and he shouted: "Nonsense! Master kills people, and he wants to kill people at every turn, are you killing too many pigs and killing people?"

Lin Shirong lowered his head, and Nuo Nuo said: "I'm just talking, don't be angry!"

Huang Feihong snorted, and helped Aunt Thirteen to walk towards the bedroom: "After you bandage them, go back to rest!"

Ling Yunkai whispered to everyone: "The way Master brushed his sleeves and left, it looks like what Master did just now!"

Lin Shirong said: "It seems that the master is indeed the apprentice of the master, but why does the master look so young?

Ling Yunkai said: "You ask me, who do I ask?"

After Li Xiake returned to the bedroom, he thought about what he had just encountered, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile, "Sure enough, I'm still too impulsive!"

Huang Feihong is in today's Foshan, has a family and a business, and has been emasculated since childhood Confucian education, the concept of family and country is still limited to the teacher's corrupt Confucianism, and he is the person who opened the medical hall, not a homeless wanderer who walks the rivers and lakes, and naturally has scruples about acting, although the martial arts are strong, but he is still a law-abiding and good citizen.

Just like in Li Xiake's previous life, an old rural boxer who taught him to practice martial arts, because he was selling things on the street to make a living, was bullied by the local city management and cried, and his fingers scratched the brick walls one by one, but he just didn't dare to hit people.

At this time, Huang Feihong and the old boxer who was crying and crying, in fact, there is no essential difference, the children of good families, no one wants to participate in illegal things, after being bullied, they are the first to think of reporting to the official, the people at home and abroad in ancient and modern times are the same.

Even people in modern society, when they encounter these gangsters who burn their homes and kill people, after they are caught, their first thought is to call the police, rather than kill them privately. If they were really killed, I'm afraid everyone would think it was abnormal.

So from the perspective of a normal person, Huang Feihong didn't do anything wrong, but he was not wrong, it doesn't mean that he must be right to do it.

At least in Li Xiake's view, he is too constrained, in this turbulent period, human life is like a mustard, every day I don't know how many people die of illness, starvation, and death, robbers and bandits are lawless, and compassion cannot be without, but if you are a good person, I am afraid that you can only bring disaster to yourself.