The so-called flower-picking maid threatened, making the jewelry shop owner tremble.
He quickly gave A Jiang and Liu Ling a secret wink and told them to leave quickly. How could Ajaan not understand what he meant? If there was a conflict here today, this small shop would probably suffer as well. And these people will also pester themselves like a swarm of flies.
Ajaan said with an apologetic smile: "I don't know if the flower-picking maid is here, but the little girl is rude. My sister is young, and I hope she won't argue with her. Since the girl likes this pearl hairpin, let it be given to her. Shopkeeper, I'll come and see you another day." After saying that, Ajiang didn't wait for their answer, and pulled Liu Ling to leave the place of right and wrong.
A female congregant stretched out her arms, stood in front of them and threatened: "Our girl hasn't told you to leave yet, go back and kowtow to her. If you want to kowtow loudly, if it doesn't, then keep kowtowing until it does."
Liu Ling was furious and angrily said: "You want your things too, and we have to apologize. You are not an official, why should I kowtow to you?"
Her words aroused the anger of the female congregant. Her eyes widened, and she suddenly raised her hand and gave Liu Ling a crisp slap in the face.
Suddenly, a red fingerprint appeared on Liu Ling's pretty face.
Ajiang immediately protected Liu Ling, stepped back and said, "Girl, my sister's words are inappropriate...but you can't hit anyone..."
The female congregant glared and said, "Who do you think you are? I can beat you up if I want. What can you do?"
As the saying goes, clay figures still have a certain amount of anger. Although Ajaan has a good temper, he will not be bullied like this. Her calm face gradually darkened, and she said coldly: "Get out of the way."
I didn't want to cause trouble, but this woman actually got into trouble.
The atmosphere in the store suddenly became tense. The shopkeeper was so frightened that he quickly put the valuables into the cabinet. If a fight broke out, he would suffer huge losses. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak out. He just huddled in the corner, secretly worried about the two girls.
The female cult members were surprised to be scolded by A Jiang. They actually laughed, pointed at A Jiang and said, "Hey, I'm afraid you just came to Xudu. You don't know how powerful our Three Saints Sect is? Do you dare to show off to us? Your face? You dare to ask us to get out of the way?"
"Hmph, a woman who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth doesn't even bother to inquire." The female congregants on the side squinted and agreed with sarcasm.
Liu Ling covered her face and said angrily: "Three Saints Sect can't hit people casually."
Suddenly the flower-picking maid spoke: "Which family do these two girls belong to?"
"This has nothing to do with you." Ajaan replied coldly.
The flower-picking maid was slightly stunned. She didn't expect the other party to be so stubborn, so she couldn't help but laugh out loud and said, "If you don't want to say your name, do you think I can't find it?"
"That's right! You have offended us girls and you still want to leave? First give us 30,000 yuan as an offering, then buy a piece of jewelry for each of us, and kowtow to admit your mistake. Otherwise, today's work is not over." A female congregant agreed.
Ajaan's face turned pale at this time. He couldn't bear the other party's concessions in exchange for his own tolerance. He looked at them coldly and said: "I don't have any money to give you."
The female congregants blocking the door said, "Humph, if you don't do as I say, I will take you back and send you to the Flower Slave Yard. Hahaha." A group of women giggled.
"That's right, you can serve a man for fifty bucks. If you make enough money, I'll let you back."
The so-called Huanuyuan they are talking about is the women captured by the Three Saints Cult using various means to reward those male members who have made meritorious deeds.
Liu Ling angrily shouted: "Get out of the way, this is the emperor's feet, how dare you!"
The flower-picking maid looked sideways at Ajiang and said coldly: "I'm going to show you today if I dare. I'll take off the clothes of these two naughty foxes, smear them with horse dung, and push them out to parade in the street! I'll see if they dare to be arrogant. .”
A group of women swarmed up, grabbed Ajiang and Liu Ling's clothes and pulled their hair, and kept cursing, "I'll make you coquettish, I'll make you arrogant! I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death!"
Xia Ren, who was outside the shop, heard the commotion inside and saw the flashing figures inside, who seemed to be fighting. He was shocked and rushed in.
As soon as I walked to the door, I saw that the shopkeeper was already cowering behind the counter in fear, sticking out half of his head to watch.
Xia Ren shouted and rushed in. At this moment, a woman was pushed away by Liu Ling and bumped into Xia Ren. When the woman saw it was a man, her face darkened, she raised her hand and slapped Xia Ren.
Xia Ren was stunned for a moment, then a burst of anger rushed into his head and he slapped him back. That woman couldn't stand Xia Ren's thick slap. She was hit so hard that stars appeared in her eyes. She screamed and rolled to the ground. Then she covered her face and cried like a shrew.
When the flower-picking maid saw a man coming in to help, she felt angry and feared that she would suffer a loss. She immediately ordered one of her maids to run and call for help.
At this time, Liu Ling and A Jiang were already protected by Xia Ren and were blocked in the corner of the shop. Xia Ren's face was scratched by women, and a lot of his beard was pulled off by them.
For a while, the entire jewelry shop was in chaos, and the sound attracted many people to come and watch. But no one stood up and upheld justice.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" There was an arrogant shouting from behind the crowd. A group of three saints in black from the Three Saints Sect, led by a sage in white, pushed through the crowd and squeezed into the shop. When the flower-picking maid saw the help coming, a hideous smile flashed across her face, she got up and walked towards the young man in white.
"Girl, what's wrong!?" The man in white asked respectfully.
"Xianshi Zhang, these people are disrespectful to our religion. I see that they are transformed by a nest of demon foxes. Take them all down for me!" the flower-picking maid ordered.
The man in white turned around and glanced at Xia Ren and the others' faces. When he saw two other pretty women, a playful smile flashed across the man's face, "Since the flower-picking maid has given me the order, bring them all to me." Come on, take us back."
"How dare you! I will fight with you!" Xia Ren wanted to protect the two girls at home, so he bravely shouted to the crowd of believers who were surrounding him. But his cry was nothing more than the feeble whining of prey when facing its predator.
"Old man, get out of here!" A male member of the congregation suddenly rushed over and hit Xia Ren on the head with a stick, causing blood to flow profusely. Xia Ren became dizzy and fell backwards.
"Uncle Xia!" Ajiang and Liu Ling screamed in fright when they saw Xia Ren hanging out.
The men swarmed up and restrained the two women. At this time, the flower-picking maid came over, sneered, kicked each of them, and cursed: "Slut fox, aren't you very arrogant? Do you still dare to resist?"
She saw two girls who were prettier than her at her mercy, and she felt a perverted excitement in her heart. Then he patted Ajaan's face gently and said, "Slutty fox, aren't you a slut? Today I'm going to let everyone see what kind of thing you are. Hehe."
"Hehe." The men around him laughed obscenely and looked at the flower-picking maid with interest.
"Tsk tsk, this skin is really tender and smooth. How about giving it to you tonight?" she said to the man in white.
"If the girl can give her to me as a reward, then of course I'll be happy with it." The man in white rubbed his hands and smiled.
The flower-picking maid pulled Ajiang's collar open, revealing a piece of fair skin. Only this little bit of skin was exposed, and the men could no longer look away.
When Liu Ling saw Ajiang being insulted, she quickly begged, "Please don't do anything to my girl. Come to me." After she was captured, she suffered all the humiliation. She thought she could live a peaceful life in the Song family for a few days. But he didn't expect to encounter these villains again.
The flower-picking maid sneered, "Weren't you very fierce just now? Why did you beg me for mercy again?" As she spoke, she stroked Liu Ling's face, then her expression suddenly became ferocious, and she pinched her hard, causing Liu Ling to suffer terribly. Call out.
Although Xia Ren's head and face were covered with blood, he still struggled to crawl over, pulled the shoes of the man in white, and shouted stubbornly and weakly: "Let them go, let them go, you can't..."
The man in white stepped on Xia Ren's hand, twisted it hard and said bitterly: "Old man, do you want to die?"
Xia Ren was injured and in pain, but he still held on tightly and refused to let go. At this time, a member of the congregation raised a stick and hit him on the back of the head. If Xia Ren was hit with such a vicious blow, he would definitely escape death.
A Jiang and Liu Ling were so frightened that they turned their heads away and did not dare to look any further.
At the critical moment, "Ah!" The congregant suddenly felt his collar being grabbed by someone, and then he was thrown out directly by someone. He screamed and fell into the horse manure in the middle of the street.
Everyone was shocked. They didn't see clearly how this person flew out. When they looked closely, Song Xin was holding two rolls of cloth and standing coldly behind them.
When a member of the black-clothed cult saw this young boy, he shouted angrily with a ferocious face: "Three Saints are trying to catch monsters, get out of here!"
But before he could finish his words, Song Xin kicked him in the lower abdomen. A burst of severe pain made the congregant instantly feel exhausted, and he no longer had the strength to even shout.
Song Xin still used up 90% of his strength. The body tempering level of the Warlock's second realm is no longer something a mortal can bear. If this kick were full force, this man's body might be broken into two pieces.
The man in white was not stupid. He knew that the other party was powerful, so he calmed down and said, "Who are you? Why do you want to beat my followers? Aren't you afraid of the king's law?"
Song Xin sneered and said, "When you bullied my family in the street, why didn't you say Wang Fa?"
"You brat, you dare to speak like this to my sage, you are seeking death!" At this time, a member of the congregation behind him raised a wooden stick and smashed it down on Song Xin's head.
As if there were eyes behind her, Song Xin let the stick pass on one side of her body, then gently put her arm on his arm, turned around and pinched it, and the man let go of the stick. Then the congregant was suddenly stabbed in the mouth with a wooden stick, and was hit in the stomach by Song Xin's elbow. The crowd of onlookers saw a man with a wooden stick stuck in his mouth flying out, and fell to the ground with a bang of the stick. It broke, and the powerful force directly knocked off his jaw and all his white teeth. He fell unconscious instantly, with half of the stick still stuck in his mouth.
Passers-by outside suddenly saw two people being thrown into the street like rags one after another, and secretly cheered in their hearts. The movement here made people on the whole street look sideways and towards the jewelry store.
In the jewelry shop, the shopkeeper and the remaining disciples of the Three Saints were shocked and couldn't believe that Song Xin dared to attack them. They are all the followers of the Three Saints, and usually everyone would hide away when they see them.
The flower-picking maid was even more confused. Looking at the situation, she was probably going to suffer a lot of physical pain today.
"Come on, he is alone, teach him a lesson!" The man in white yelled angrily, and all the followers gathered around Song Xin, raising their fists to fight him.
But how could Song Xin care about the threat of these miscellaneous fish now? His movements flashed and his fists hit the flesh, and he heard a crackling sound, followed by screams of agony.
The shopkeeper shrank behind the counter in fear, and the entire counter was shaking slightly.
After just a few breaths, he quietly raised his head and saw the members of the Three Saints lying on the ground with painful expressions. A group of women looked at Song Xin dumbfounded, with the boss's mouth hanging open.
Song Xin glanced contemptuously, walked up to the man in white, and asked with a sneer: "You just said you wanted to teach me a lesson?"
The man in white felt as if he was struck by lightning, and said quickly: "This knight... today is all a misunderstanding... a misunderstanding..."
"Haha, I misunderstood your mother!" Song Xin slapped him across the face. The man in white spun several times like a top. He was dizzy and rolled to the ground. He vomited a mouthful of blood and crackled for a while. The noise turned out to be a mouth full of teeth that had gone missing.
Song Xin picked him up with his feet, and the man flew into the air, followed by another beautiful roundhouse kick. The man in white screamed and flew out of the store.
The flower-picking maid was so frightened that she watched Song Xin walking towards him, but she had already forgotten to run away.
Song Xin stared at him and asked, "You said my sister is a fox demon, right?"
"No... I was mistaken, Master... Oh no, knight, please spare me."
Song Xin smiled and said, "I don't hit women."
The flower-picking maid breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when she heard Song Xin say again: "I only fight banshees. I think you are a banshee."
Before she could react, a fist appeared in front of her eyes, and "Bang!" her face was dented.
The flower-picking maid screamed, covered her face and rolled on the ground crying. The shopkeeper rolled his eyes in fright, said "It's over", and then fainted.
The other women were hiding far away. Song Xin's punch could disfigure them. When the time comes, the three saints will definitely despise them for being ugly and drive them away. Today, this flower-picking maid is probably going to be doomed. But there was also a hint of joy in their hearts. With this maid gone, they would have the opportunity to take over.
Song Xin walked to her sister and comforted her a few words, then knelt down to check Xia Ren's wounds. He pressed the wound on Xia Ren's head with his palm and secretly elicited a stream of wood spirit energy. After a few breaths, Xia Ren's wound stopped bleeding and scabbed.
Xia Ren stood up and touched his head, and found that there was no bleeding anymore, but his head was still a little dizzy. Just as he was about to express his gratitude, his expression changed again. He screamed, "Sir, they..."
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