"You just stepped on my fruit, please pay me immediately."
Song Xin naturally understood that this was just the other party deliberately looking for trouble, and asked with a smile: "Oh, I'm sorry, how much do you want?"
The man with a sinister face smiled, thinking that this kid was pretty good, "Not much, one thousand dollars!"
Song Xin glanced at the sour fruit on the stall, with the price written next to it, "If it doesn't say three for a penny, why do you want a thousand from me?"
A rogue came over and said, "Three of these fruits cost a penny, but my eldest brother has eaten them for a thousand dollars each! Stop talking nonsense and get the money!" As he said this, he proudly raised his fist at Song Xin. If you say no, I will beat you.
The fruit stall owner was about to cry. If a fight broke out right now, all his fruits would be trampled to pieces. But he didn't dare to speak. These gangsters were really difficult to deal with, giving the government a headache. If you report them to the officials, they will be arrested and locked up for ten and a half months at most. But if they are released, the people who reported them will be retaliated wildly.
Song Xin couldn't help but sneer after hearing Popi's words, "Do you have golden hands or silver claws? The fruit you touched costs a thousand coins?"
The arrogant man also sneered, "Then you took away my brother's lottery number, so what's the point?"
"So that's why you came here." Song Xin laughed out loud when he heard that he finally revealed his true purpose. "How come the lottery number I grabbed with my own ability became your brother's? Could it be that it belongs to your brother?" Is there a name written on it?”
The man with a sinister face glared and cursed: "Sharp-tongued! I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Give me the money from selling the IDs!"
Song Xin also looked stern, "I won't give you a penny."
Song Xin's toughness surprised the gangsters. Normally, they would just glare at him and the shop owners would obediently give him money.
The man with a sinister face was furious, stretched out his hand to grab Song Xin's collar, raised his other hand, and punched Song Xin in the nose. The fruit stall owner was so frightened that he covered his eyes. With this punch, the boy's nose might be broken.
"Ah!!!" With a scream, the fruit stall owner trembled, but then he felt something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he saw the man with a sinister face covering his wrists, rolling on the ground and howling.
The gangsters around were stunned and looked at each other. What just happened? His boss was about to punch Song Xin in the face, but instead he covered his hands and fell down.
Just now, when the fist of the man with a sinister face was about to hit Song Xin on the nose, Song Xin suddenly made a move, turned his head to avoid it, and slapped the opponent's fist with his palm. He used this skillful shot to directly break the opponent's wrist. It seemed like a gentle slap, but the strength of his hand was no less than that of swinging a hammer, and it hit the opponent's wrist directly. It was simply not something this man could bear.
Song Xin flicked the dust off his sleeves and walked over to the man with a sinister face. Seeing Song Xin coming, the man was so frightened that he immediately stopped howling and looked at him in horror: "Don't... don't come over. I'm so offended. Please let me go!"
"Let you go? Don't you want money? Do you still want it?"
"No, no, no, the villain is blind and has offended the little knight. I hope the knight will spare my life!"
Song Xin felt funny when he heard that he actually called himself a knight. He bent down and grabbed the frightened man, dragging him into a secluded alley next to him. The man thought Song Xin was going to kill him, so he screamed in fright along the way. Song Xin thought it was too noisy, so she raised her hand and slapped him until he was dizzy. .
The gangsters were petrified with fear. When they saw their boss being dragged away by Song Xin, a few brave ones followed him. They saw Song Xin throwing their boss next to a dry well and stepping on his chest.
"Tell me, who asked you to come!?"
"No... no one, myself..."
Song Xin didn't wait for him to finish, and put more strength on her feet. The man screamed in pain, his sternum rattled, and he suddenly felt short of breath. "Is it the shopkeeper?"
The gangsters were shocked, how did he know?
The man with a sinister face nodded, "Yes...it's him."
Song Xin sneered, "You are actually at his mercy, I guess you must
He is the leader of the East District, right? "
The man with a sinister face smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect you to see it."
"Those guys who are sick are just pretending, right?"
Hearing Song Xin ask this, the man lowered his head. It turns out that the innkeeper is the big brother in this area, but he is usually very low-key. When he needs to stand out, he always lets this arrogant man come forward. So few people know his identity.
The shopkeeper asked his thugs to pretend to be patients, snatch the numbers of other patients, and then let them buy them back at a higher price. However, he didn't grab everyone's lottery numbers, and specifically picked the lottery numbers of those old, weak, women and children who seemed unable to resist, but also had some wealth.
The reason why he doesn't sell the ID numbers at a high price is because he is afraid of scaring away the patients. For ordinary people, two hundred pennies can still be spent together.
"Are those two miracle doctors also working with you?"
The arrogant man shook his head, "I don't know. We only listen to the elder brother. As for how he discussed it with those two people, I don't know."
Song Xin raised his feet to allow the other party to breathe smoothly. "Very good, you didn't lie to me. I'll ask you one last question. If you answer truthfully, I can let you go."
The man with a sinister face smiled bitterly, "How dare I lie to you, just ask."
"Why do those patients all have the same symptoms? Is it your fault?"
"The shopkeeper asked us to put medicine in the well water. It can make people suffer from abdominal pain, but if you drink too much, it won't be fatal."
"As expected!" Song Xin nodded, and suddenly slapped the man with a swollen face on the head, making him dizzy. "People's lives are already difficult, and you still want to exploit them. Aren't you human!?"
The man's head hurt and he asked in horror, "Didn't you say you wanted to let me go?"
"Go away, if you let me see you bullying the market again, I will break your hands and feet and throw you outside the city to feed the wolves!" Song Xin cursed, and at the same time put his hand on his waist and secretly stuffed it into his belt. A folded paper charm. This is the path-finding talisman that Song Xin recently drew. The last time Zhang Xiuyang visited the Zhu Mansion at night, he used this talisman to fold it into a paper crane. Song Xin asked him about the talisman formation diagram. It took him a long time to draw one that could be used, but it was still far behind Zhang Moyang's paper crane.
Song Xin can only hide on people's bodies, and cannot control paper cranes like Zhang Moyang to fly.
The gangsters were relieved to see their eldest brother released. The man with a sinister face quickly stood up and stepped back while thanking him. When they reached the entrance of the alley, they turned around and ran away without a trace at the same time.
"A bunch of bastards who bully the weak and fear the strong." Song Xin cursed. The guess is that the man and woman must have felt that they were not famous in Xudu, so they colluded with the innkeeper to poison the people in the south of the city, and then pretended to save people to accumulate fame.
Song Xin's consciousness soon received the message from the pathfinder.
The gang of thugs ran to the alley behind the inn and got into a tavern. At this time, the shopkeeper was waiting inside.
"Why are you back in such a mess? Did you get the money?"
The man with a sinister face said helplessly: "Brother, that kid is a ranger. We can't beat him. Look at my wrist, he broke it."
The shopkeeper's eyes narrowed, and he was frightened that Song Xin's methods were so powerful that he even injured his most capable subordinate. "Did he ask you anything?"
"He..." The man was startled, but finally gritted his teeth and said, "He asked about your relationship with the two miracle doctors."
"Then what did you say?"
"I said, the miracle doctor is just renting your hotel as a consulting room."
The innkeeper nodded with satisfaction, "Then what else did you say?"
Naturally, he did not dare to say that he had told the truth, otherwise the boss would probably cut out his tongue. Fortunately, only Song Xin and him were there at the time, and the other subordinates did not know what they specifically said.
"Brother, can you ask a miracle doctor to help me reattach my wrist?" The man with a sinewy face was already sweating profusely in pain.
"You should go find a medical clinic yourself. The miracle doctor has gone to the Wei Mansion."
After listening to their conversation, Song Xin couldn't help but look in the direction of Wei Mansion, and suddenly had an idea in his mind.
At the same time, Tian Qing'er looked at Chen Kang's arm with some distress and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Chen Kang straightened his face and threw her hand away, "It was all your idea, and now I have broken my arm."
Tian Qing'er said apologetically: "Husband, don't worry, I will definitely get back the debt today from Song Xin!"
"How to ask for it? What can we do to him?" Chen Kang said angrily. Thinking of today's humiliation and the bursts of pain in his arms, he hated Song Xin even more.
Tian Qing'er said mysteriously: "I asked Butler Wei to go to the inn to invite the two miracle doctors. Later I inquired and found out that they are both qualified alchemists. Recently, a strange disease has appeared in the city. All patients Once you get to them, you will be cured in just a few moments.”
When Chen Kang heard this, he immediately sat up and said, "Really?"
Tian Qing'er smiled and said, "I guess Butler Wei will be back by now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Butler Wei's voice came from outside the door, and then the gray-haired man and woman from the inn followed Wei Hao and walked in. Chen Kang felt uncomfortable all over when he saw them that day, especially this man, who looked like he had dozens of layers of human skin on his face, and he looked so stern.
After they entered the room, Tian Qing'er and Chen Kang felt the temperature drop suddenly. She couldn't help but tighten her tight clothes, revealing her graceful curves. The expressionless middle-aged man glanced at her body without any scruples. Tian Qing'er only felt that the look was a little scary, and she said with a smile: "I feel sorry for letting these two gods come here. My husband, his arm was broken by that villain."
"Was your old lady cured by him?" The man didn't say anything to her, but directly asked about Old Mrs. Wei.
Tian Qing'er gritted her teeth and said angrily: "That boy didn't know what method he used to make the old lady stand up." She told the story of how Old Mrs. Wei woke up and fell into coma again.
There was still no look of surprise on the man's face, he just nodded. Then, his eyes finally looked at Chen Kang's arm, "Come here and let me take a look."
Chen Kang stepped forward, but the man did not get up. He raised his hand and tapped his arm lightly. The wooden boards and silk wrapping the broken arm broke instantly, and Chen Kang screamed in pain. Tian Qing'er hurriedly supported him and asked in fear: "Miracle doctor, what are you..."
The man didn't say anything and grabbed Chen Kang's broken arm. "Ah!" Chen Kang screamed in pain.
"Well, the radius bone is broken." As he spoke, he snapped it apart with a skillful technique. Chen Kang screamed in pain as the bone was reattached. The gray-haired woman behind him stepped forward, took out a dark box from her sleeve and opened it. It contained a black ointment, and a fishy smell suddenly filled the air.
Tian Qing'er and Chen Kang couldn't bear the smell and almost vomited. The man stretched out his finger, dug out a little black paste with the long nail of his little finger and applied it to Chen Kang's broken arm.
Then he said: "In three days, the broken bone will be healed. Now let me go and see your old lady. I'll tell you first. If you cure the disease, you won't lose a hundred thousand dollars."
