Chapter Seventy-Three: Dissolution
At this moment, the scene was chaotic, he could stop one, but he couldn't stop so many. The men rushed in one after another.
Those guys were already scared and trembled, where would they dare to stop these bullies. Those who knew each other had already flashed to the side from a distance, and the others, who were a little slower, were beaten with a random stick and screamed. Only a few of them, scooping up the things around them, scuffled with them.
Although the middle-aged man shouted loudly, no one paid attention to him at all, but inexplicably received a few beatings. Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the moon gate, he couldn't hold it anymore, and kicked over a man who was beating a guy and picked up the wooden stick he had dropped.
Then, he rushed to a large vat that was filled with water, picked up the wooden stick in his hand, threw it at the vat, and shouted sharply: "Stop!"
With a crisp sound, the vat suddenly fell apart. A jar full of clear water spread out in all directions. Both sides of the war looked at each other in amazement. glanced at the middle-aged man who was flushed with anger, and continued to scuffle together.
The black-faced man stood still all the time, holding his arms and looking coldly at everything in front of him. Seeing the scene where the middle-aged man finally couldn't help but make a move, a strange smile appeared on his face.
Finally, a few people knocked down the people who were blocking and rushed into the moon gate one after another.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man suddenly rose into the air and stopped in front of them, picking up the wooden stick in his hand and beating them randomly. A few men obviously didn't expect him to suddenly appear in front of him, and they were a little scrambling for a while, and the middle-aged man was extremely ruthless, and he beat a man to the ground with just a few sticks and screamed, which frightened several other people to retreat.
Tang Zixi stood far away, and couldn't help grinning when he heard this voice. Quietly retracted the steps she had taken, she felt that she didn't need to take action herself, this seemingly honest middle-aged man was really hidden!
A few guys took the opportunity to rush to the middle-aged man's side with sticks and brooms, and blocked the moon gate tightly behind them.
The black-faced man spat out a mouthful of phlegm fiercely, and sneered: "Aren't you doctors known as 'doctors with benevolence'? As I said before, as soon as you hand over the murderers, we'll be gone. But not only did you refuse to give it, but you also did everything you could to prevent us from searching for people, and now you are beating my brother like this. Tell me, how do you calculate this account?"
"Hmph!" The middle-aged man was obviously really angry, since everyone had torn their faces, there was no need to be coy, and sneered, "I don't know what murderers are not murderers, I only know that now we are 'Tongrentang', only doctors and patients." If you insist on planting the blame, I have nothing to say. As for these injured people, we are responsible for healing, not to mention just being injured, even if we have a broken leg, we can recover as usual. Besides, what kind of thing are you, it is your turn to teach me Dong someone to behave and do things? I have also met and spoken to Yan Wuye of the Jixiang Guild, but I have never heard his old man mention when did the guild accept you scoundrels. The next time I see him, I'll ask for a few more words. I'm going to leave it here today, it doesn't matter to me how you show off your might in Liangzhou City in normal times. But if you dare to make trouble in the 'Tong Ren Tang', I, Dong Yanbo, will not be done with you! Open your dog eyes wide and see clearly, this is the 'Tong Ren Tang' inscribed by the prefect himself, so you can search for it when you say so? Do you take the prefect in your eyes, or do you have no law at all?"
The expression on the black-faced man's face was uncertain, but he also knew that the relationship between this 'Tongrentang' Doctor Dong and the prefect was not ordinary. Although they are reasonable, they are not good at doing too much. The most important thing is that before the person is found, their plan cannot be carried out.
For a time, the atmosphere at the scene was at an impasse.
When Tang Zixi heard his words, he faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it for a while.
"What a big breath!" An old voice interjected. Then the crowd of onlookers parted automatically, and a lean old man walked in with his hands behind his back.
"Steward Fan!" the group of troublemakers saluted one after another, and even those who were wailing on the ground struggled to get up.
The old man nodded slightly, and stood on the steps, his eyes looking around the audience like an eagle.
When the middle-aged man saw this old man, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he still didn't dare to continue to speak ruthlessly, and arched his hand: "I don't know that Steward Fan is here, Yanbo has missed the distance, and I ask for forgiveness." ”
Steward Fan glanced at him, and said with a smile: "The old man is just a subordinate, not much better than this group of scoundrels." How dare you bother your shopkeeper Dong from afar! The old man can't stand it!"
The middle-aged man's name is Dong Yanbo, who is the righteous son of Dong Shenyi, and the third shopkeeper of 'Tong Ren Tang'. Because of the impatient personality, he is usually only responsible for grabbing medicine in the back hall, but he rarely has contact with people. It's a pity that the second shopkeeper, who is responsible for handling big and small affairs, went to the clinic with Doctor Dong. Otherwise, the seven exquisite hearts of the second shopkeeper may not let the situation develop to such a point.
Dong Yanbo also knew that his previous words were inappropriate, but at that time, he was angry and angry, and he was really angry by this group of people. The inner hall is the place where his most respected teacher and wife are recuperating, and no one is allowed to disturb them. If this aggravates Shiniang's condition, he will be unable to escape the blame for his death.
He hugged his fist at Steward Fan and said: "Stepfather often said that Steward Fan is the right-hand man of the Ten Princes, and everyone respects him in Liangzhou City! Please forgive the recklessness of the younger generation, Yanbo is here to make amends to you!"
Steward Fan's face also softened, and said, "The old man came this time, just to talk to Brother Bangzheng. But in this case, he should not be there. Then the old man took his leave. After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked away.
"Please also ask Steward Fan to stay!" Dong Yanbo glanced at the black-faced man who was staring at him, and his heart was moved, and he hurriedly called.
Steward Fan turned his head suspiciously, only to hear Dong Yanbo continue: "The father-in-law will return soon, and I also ask Steward Fan to move to the inner hall and taste the 'big red robe' newly obtained by the father-in-law first." ”
Steward Fan squinted his eyes and was about to refuse, but suddenly reacted, and said with some surprise: "But Wuyi Mountain's 'big red robe'?"
When Dong Yanbo saw his reaction, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly arched his hand: "Exactly!"
Steward Fan suddenly smiled, turned around and went down the steps. When he passed by the black-faced man, he snorted coldly.
Dong Yanbo hurriedly threw away the wooden stick in his hand, didn't look at the group of people again, and raised his hand to lead the way in front.
The black-faced man's face was cloudy: Now that there is an old man like Fan Qingyang, he won't dare to make trouble if he gives him two more dares. Don't say that he is the identity of the palace housekeeper, just say that he himself is said to be a master of the inner house, and his martial arts are unfathomable. When the Dragon Fighting Wild of the Green Dragon Gang was at its strongest, he couldn't make ten moves under him. Therefore, even if all of them are combined, they are no match. However, if this errand is smashed......
"Ahh
Suddenly, a scream came, and then a figure flew out upside down and smashed directly at the black-faced man's feet, interrupting his thinking.
Then I heard Fan Qingyang's impatient voice: "Why don't you hurry up?"
The black-faced man was also decisive, turned around and left. Naturally, those little minions followed.
Dong Yanbo was completely relieved at this time, and said to those guys who were at a loss: "Let's go and get busy!"