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www.xSHUOTXT.Com was speechless for a long time, and the middle-aged scholar suddenly raised his eyes to look at the white pure young man sitting on the side, stared at the white young man's pale face with a solemn expression, and asked sternly: "Long'er, what you said is the truth, and you didn't add oil and vinegar?"

"Dad, you see that I was beaten like this by him for no reason, will there be a fake?" said the white young man sadly.

"Okay, you say it again! Let's see if there is anything negligent for my father?" the middle-aged scholar Shen Sè sank slightly, nodded and ordered.

The young man was slightly startled, hurriedly straightened his back a little sore, and said in a matter-of-fact manner: "That day, I made an appointment with the barbarian brothers of the Qinglong Gang to go to the tavern to catch up with the old days. Before we could enter the tavern, a young man in purple suddenly flew down from the tavern. He threw down a corpse, and without saying a word, wounded me and the brute severely, and wrongfully accused us of killing the woman. He also put down his cruel words, saying that he would come to our White Tiger Gate in three days to repay the blood debt. He didn't take our Baihumen seriously, knowing that Baihumen was a retainer of the Nangong family, and insulted the Nangong family for being small and making us die, don't do useless struggles. ”

Several people in the hall frowned after hearing this, they didn't expect that there would be such an arrogant person.

The middle-aged scholar was puzzled, although he didn't fully believe everything his son said, but he also believed seven or eight points.

His face sank, and he said angrily: "If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, I will offend people." ”

The middle-aged scholar took a deep breath and continued: "Third brother, you will go to the Nangong family to explain this matter. Since this matter involves the Nangong family, it is necessary to let the Nangong family know, and if something really happens in the future, it is better to explain it to the Nangong family. Fourth brother, prepare a table of wine and food for me in three days, and I will entertain this visitor. In addition, I will keep a close eye on this person's whereabouts for the next three days, and I will know all the actions of this person in the past three days, including who he has come into contact with and where he has been. I also want to check the details of this person, I want to know where this person comes from, and I don't want any mistakes. ”

"Yes, Door Master!" the next three people all stood up respectfully and bowed to the order.

"Okay, you guys stand down first, I have to think about it again, it's always a little weird. The middle-aged scholar still couldn't let go and thought hard.

The middle-aged scholar didn't say anything more, and waved his hand to signal a few people to leave. His eyes were fixed on the burning red candle at his side, and he quickly fell into deep thought.

"Who the hell is this person? How young can he have such a strong martial arts, and the way he comes from must be different. Judging by the situation, he is not only targeting our White Tiger Gate and the Blue Dragon Gang, but even the two gangs and five families. This person is so bold, and the background is definitely not simple. The middle-aged scholar kept tapping the little finger of his left hand on the tea table beside him, muttering to himself.

Suddenly, he stood up, as if he remembered something, and continued to think: "Strong martial arts, youth, outsider, arrogant...... It's strange, I haven't seen this person before? What is he doing here? Could it be that Jingdong Wulin's Jiān is fine, deliberately stirring up trouble and causing discord between large and small sects? In this case, don't blame me Lu Tianxiao is ruthless. ”

The middle-aged scholar seems to have made a decision, and this is a great opportunity to make meritorious contributions. If it is jiān fine, then he can kill people and make meritorious service, if it is not for the random accusation of placing a jiān fine on him, then he can also make meritorious service.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged scholar couldn't help but laugh out loud.

At the same time, more than a dozen people sat in the lobby of the Qinglong Gang, talking like mosquitoes and flies, not knowing what they were discussing, and the atmosphere was very tense.

"Gang leader, this matter can't just be left like this! He has bullied his head, if we retreat, then how will our Qinglong Gang gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future?" A fat-faced man with a round waist and thick shoulders almost jumped like thunder, and shouted in the hall a little out of control.

"We can't just leave this matter at that, the helper ......" There was a complaint in the lobby, as if they were all extremely angry about the injury of the scumbag.

The big man was lying on a large bamboo chair with a painful face, looking like he was seriously injured. He didn't say anything, just quietly watched the crowd arguing back and forth.

"Shut up!" The white-haired old man on the Taishi's chair frowned, and shouted: "Shut up, Du Man is indeed at fault this time." And two days ago, the Oriental family had already passed down the word, let us rest during this time, and we couldn't make more trouble. So I don't want it to be a big deal. Mr. Zhu, this kind of thing of being a lobbyist still needs you to go. ”

"Helper, in this way, we are not completely prestigious, how can we serve the public in the future. An ordinary-looking young man stood up unwillingly and said in a loud voice.

"What did the gang leader just say?" the white-haired old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was extremely cold.

"Helper... The helper let us live... Shut up, the little one knows it's wrong. The young man suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately replied in a cold sweat.

"Very well, you know what to do?" the white-haired old man turned his face away and said in a deep voice.

There was silence in the lobby, and the old gang leader's temper was very clear to everyone, and no one dared to intercede at this time.

"Help the leader spare his life...... The helper spared his life...... "The young man fell to his knees, knocking his head in a dead manner.

"Recite your first offense, pull down and re-dà thirty baguettes. The white-haired old man waved his right hand and didn't look at it again.

Several gangsters rushed up and dragged the young man out of the lobby.

The white-haired old man turned his head nonchalantly, and said expressionlessly: "Mr. Zhu, tomorrow you go to that tavern to find this person, and give some money to settle the matter." No problem, right?"

"Rest assured, most of the people who make trouble around with some skills like this are nothing more than two kinds, one is for fame, and the other is for profit. Whatever the purpose, we can satisfy him. The middle-aged scribe who bowed down to the white-haired old man stood up respectfully and said without humility or arrogance.

"Okay, just do what you want!" The white-haired old man nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly his expression was solemn: "If your nephew commits it again in the future, do you know what to do?"

"I wish Wenxuan has no way to discipline and help the master forgive his sins. After going back, I will definitely discipline him strictly, and the helper can rest assured. The middle-aged scribe bowed down tremblingly and thanked him.

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Hongyun Restaurant is not big, but it is located in the center of Biyuan Street, and it is quite well-informed here. Gu Shuifan and Bai Ling had no intention of leaving, and they didn't feel much at ease about what happened yesterday.

Since Gu Shuifan and Bai Ling got married, they often had to go out of the room slowly after three poles. Today is no exception, but now both of them don't seem to be very good, as if they didn't sleep well last night.

As they walked out of the room, they both noticed a middle-aged scribe dressed in white looking at them with a chuckle in the hallway not far from their door.

The middle-aged scribe swayed a paper fan back and forth in his right hand, looking calm and relaxed. From his body, there is naturally an indescribable steadyness, like a gentleman who has read poetry and books, but in the eyes of the two, it is a little contrived.

"Smack!" The middle-aged scribe put away the folding fan and strolled towards Gu Shuifan and Bai Ling, the smile on his face became a little stronger.

"Two, can you admire your face and wish a glass of wine? The middle-aged scribe raised his fan and hugged his fist, giving people a sense of politeness.

Gu Shuifan seemed to be also infected, turned his head to look at Bai Ling beside him, and smiled at each other in unison.

"Please, sir, you're welcome. Gu Shuifan politely returned the salute.

It was still the wine table on the street, and the three of them sat around the table. Without waiting for Gu Shuifan to say anything, the junior of the restaurant hurriedly served a table of wine and food. Needless to say, Gu Shuifan also knew that this was prepared by the middle-aged scribe in advance.

"I didn't ask Mr. for his name, but it was a worthwhile trip to meet Mr. here. Gu Shuifan was also interested in this middle-aged scribe.

I heard that there is a young chivalrous man on our Biyuan Street, and I wish a certain person to come to visit. There was no notice in advance, and I hope that the Gu brothers will not be surprised. The middle-aged scribe said apologetically with a look of self-reproach on his face.

"Mr. is polite, Gu is really flattered. It should be that the kid didn't come to visit!" Gu Shuifan looked flattered.

"The little brother's surname is Gu, I haven't asked the big name, can you tell me?" the middle-aged scribe tried to ask.