"Asshole!!!"
The sound was so loud that it even contained a hint of spiritual energy, which was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
Everyone, especially those who were still making trouble here, froze in action, turned pale, and immediately stopped talking, not daring to act like a monster anymore.
Even the people around him looked over after hearing the noise, casting surprised eyes, wanting to see how the torpedo was detonated here. Of course, they were all peeking.
Not to mention every monk who participated in the meeting, even the greedy own people were frightened. When the sound exploded in my ears, I almost lost my mind. I thought it was an attack somewhere.
It took a long time to realize what kind of attack it was. It was the kind where the three wolves were roaring and completely abandoning etiquette.
It seems that these people are really talented people. It's really amazing that it can make the gentle Wolf San roar in public. Anyway, they have never seen it.
Both those who were making trouble and those who were not making trouble were frightened by such a roar and became as honest as quails and as quiet as chickens.
"Shut up, everyone. Please explain carefully. Don't leave easily without giving a clear explanation. Also, if you continue to disrupt the venue, regardless of whether you are guilty or not, you will be escorted back to await trial."
The implication behind the words is that if they continue to quarrel, they won't even be given a chance to plead their case, and they will all be thrown into jail and have to eat together.
At this time, the two parties, who had been shocked by Wolf Three, completely calmed down and even breathed lightly, for fear of becoming the chicken that was killed and displayed.
"Adu, tell me." Lang San focused his attention on the shivering disciple not far away, with a look on his face that he was wondering whether he should kneel down or not. It was the man who sat at the booth and was on duty.
That's right, this person is surrounded by a circle, watching from beginning to end, and he is a third party, so it is most fair to ask him.
But, Adu, is this disciple’s name?
The person involved was also surprised. He did not expect that the aloof Master Langsan would remember the name of his pawn. He is just an ordinary young disciple.
He was a little excited about this, and even changed from the fear he had just felt. He even felt aggrieved by his colleagues and threw out the whole thing.
Then Ningxia and others heard a complete version of the story.
Oh, actually it’s nothing special, it’s just two parties arguing, each insisting on his own point of view.
Everyone felt that they were right, and then with the urging of the parties involved and the onlookers, the conflict officially turned into a fight that seemed to last forever.
This struggle has risen to the level of the gap between the two families, and neither one is willing to let his family's face be lost on him.
The cause of the struggle in the first place has become insignificant.
After the pertinent narration of this greedy disciple named Adu, Ningxia and others just wanted to:...
What is all this? How long did it take to get into a quarrel over this? Waste so much time and waste half a day on such a boring thing. The minds of these two groups of people are probably not as small as the eyes of a needle.
Not to mention those from Ningxia who came later, many of the monks who had been watching were speechless.
They had been watching the excitement for a long time, listening to the two groups of people quarreling and exposing each other's shortcomings for a long time. They thought that the two families at least had a sworn hatred, so they stayed here with great interest to have a meal or something.
Now tell these two groups of people that they were so upset over such a small thing. They were also very suspicious of life. They even doubted for a moment whether they had any brains when they were eating melon there just now.
While listening, Lang Wu's expression never calmed down for a moment, and it was getting darker and darker, so much so that a mosquito could be caught between his eyebrows. When I heard the end, my whole face was as big as the bottom of a pot.
When Ningxia woke up from doubting her life, she seemed to be able to hear the sound of the three wolves grinding their teeth. Of course, this is a lie. How could the three wolves grind their teeth? Anyway, he was very angry.
Because the next moment...
"I suspect that you are deliberately disrupting the meeting. Since you are so troublesome...come here, take them all down, spend one night in jail, and let them out tomorrow."
Looking at so many pairs of frightened eyes, Lang San said expressionlessly: "Don't worry, I will send a disciple to register you specially in the prison, and it will definitely not delay your participation in the sword competition."
The professionally trained disciples of Greedy Wolf dragged a group of people away without giving them a chance to open their mouths, leaving only the horrified onlookers and passers-by who had not yet realized what was happening.
One word, strong. When dealing with idiots who have bad brains, you should be quick and quick. Don't give them time to talk nonsense, otherwise you will be wasting your life.
Ning Xia suspected that Mr. Langsan probably regretted not following his impulse and dragging these idiots down on the spot before they spoke.
After clearing out the idiot, it felt much cleaner in an instant. The air is also much fresher.
As for the passers-by, they were doing what they were supposed to do, keeping an eye on their noses and noses, chatting and signing up, and order was restored in the venue immediately.
Probably because he had dealt with the troublemaker, Lang San's expression finally softened and he looked much better. He summoned the frightened disciple who set up the stall to give an explanation. Ning Xia vaguely heard that he was asking the disciple stationed here who was in charge.
However, the garrison team who left their posts without permission happened to come back, and happened to run into Lang San who had not had time to leave...
"Senior sister Ning?" Ning Xia, who was quietly staying in the team and watching Lang Wu scold his disciples from a distance, seemed to hear someone calling her.
At first she thought it was her imagination.
"Sister Ning!"
"Thank you, junior brother! And... Fellow Daoist Xu?!" Ning Xia Dundun's voice saw the person calling her.
It was Xie Shi who he hadn't seen for a long time since the night of Siwanwuxing. He was looking at her with surprise, as if he was rushing to pull her.
However, he was concerned about the greedy disciple standing next to Ning Xia, so he did not rush over rashly and only called her from a distance.
A lot has happened these days, life and death are on the line, and Ningxia, who has lost another friend, is very happy to see her old friend again.
This can be regarded as the most exciting moment for her these days.
But when I see my old friends again, I feel like things are different. After all, Xie Shi, Chong Huan and her were friends and had a very happy life.
Now only the two of them are left together again, but that one is no longer there and has become a memory forever.
So Ningxia can really be said to have mixed feelings at this moment, and all kinds of tastes are flooding into my heart.
Taking a step forward, he seemed to remember something and couldn't help but look in the direction of Lang San, only to see that the other party was still angrily scolding the disciples who had left their posts without permission. It seemed that it would take a while for the other party to finish.
Before going out, Lang San didn't give her any orders. He only told her to follow the big team as much as possible. In fact, Ningxia's actions were not restricted, so no one around her stopped her from going out.
So Ningxia successfully slipped out of the team.
